Chapter 139 Extra 20
Jiang Xing's final exam was a city-wide joint exam. He ranked first in the school and second in the city, only one point less than the first in the city. He was barely satisfied with the result, saying it was worth it for him to still be doing his homework during the New Year's Eve. Lin Qingyu was not very satisfied: "Why only second?"
Jiang Xing defended himself: "The top student in the city seems to be a repeat student from the neighboring school. He studied one year longer than me..."
Lin Qingyu sneered: "An excuse. If you could concentrate on your homework and stop kissing me all the time, there would be no need for this."
"... Let's not talk about this." Jiang Xing took the report card from Lin Qingyu's hand, "The New Year is coming soon. How do you want to celebrate our first Spring Festival in the modern world?"
There is only one semester left before the college entrance examination, and the winter vacation for high school seniors is only ten days. The holidays start two days before the New Year, and we have to go back to school on the seventh day of the New Year. Even the Lantern Festival can only be celebrated in school. It just so happens that the Lantern Festival is also the anniversary of his and Lin Qingyu’s love - they have been together for five years.
Lin Qingyu asked: "How do modern people usually celebrate the New Year?"
Jiang Xing mentioned a lot of things, such as pasting Spring Festival couplets, making dumplings, eating New Year's Eve dinner, watching the Spring Festival Gala, giving out red envelopes...Except for watching the Spring Festival Gala, the other customs are not much different from Dayu's.
Jiang Xing's father does not plan to return home for the New Year this year. His grandparents, aunt and uncle each called one or even several times to urge Jiang Xing to go to their home for the New Year. His aunt even said that she would give him a big red envelope as long as he came. Considering that Lin Qingyu and Shen Huaishi were not the type who liked to be in a crowd, Jiang Xing was not afraid of "coercion and inducement" and politely declined these elders who loved him.
It is a bit of a challenge for three boys to spend the New Year together. Auntie also went home, so they had to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner by themselves. Lin Qingyu and Jiang Xing, one is a young master from ancient times, and the other is a young master from modern times. They have only entered the kitchen a few times in their lives. Shen Huaishi volunteered, saying that he knew a thing or two about cooking.
Jiang Xing asked curiously, "Will the Heavenly Prison Sect also teach the secret guards how to cook?"
Shen Huaishi nodded: "When the secret guards go out on missions, it is common for them to sleep in the open air. We can't let ourselves starve to death."
"Don't you carry dry food with you?"
Shen Huaishi smiled and said, "It is true when we are alone. But sometimes we travel with the master, and we can't let the master eat dry food with us."
Lin Qingyu and Jiang Xing exchanged glances, and they both thought of Shen Huaishi's former master. Lin Qingyu said: "Cooking in modern times should be much more convenient than Dayu. Jiang Xing and I can help you."
They went to the mall together to buy New Year's goods. Before going shopping in the mall, Jiang Xing bought three cups of milk tea. Three big boys holding milk tea in their hands, bought new clothes and new shoes and went shopping in the supermarket again.
A shopping cart was filled with snacks, and a little bit of every kind of fruit was taken. In order to cater to those who are not good at cooking, businesses have launched quick dishes. The dishes and ingredients are all prepared, and even the amount of salt and oil needed is packed in bags for customers.
Lin Qingyu said: "This is simple and convenient. I feel like I can cook now."
"Then can you condescend to cook a dish?" Jiang Xing said, "Qingyu, it seems that you have never cooked for me in the past five years. At least I have cooked noodles for you."
"That's not difficult." Lin Qingyu didn't care, "Leave it to me."
Lin Qingyu was determined to cook a dish for Jiang Xing himself, and for this reason he refused Shen Huaishi's help. He unpacked the quick dish and fell into deep thought over the pile of ingredients. He knew he should drain the oil first, but what was the next step? What steps should be followed to put so many things into the pot?
Lin Qingyu was puzzled and had to ask for help from Jiang Xing and Shen Huaishi who were pasting window decorations. Jiang Xing said, "Generally speaking, there are step-by-step instructions on the packaging. Look for them."
Lin Qingyu's expression froze for a moment, and he said, "Okay."
Jiang Xing was a little worried, so he asked Shen Huaishi to go to the kitchen to check. When he looked over, Shen Huaishi didn't see anyone. He was wondering when he suddenly found Lin Qingyu in the corner.
Lin Qingyu was seen squatting next to the trash can, with his head tilted and his brows furrowed, trying hard to make out the words on the packaging he had thrown into the trash can.
Shen Huaishi had a vague understanding.
The dishes made strictly according to the steps looked and tasted great. Jiang Xing made another big bag of dumplings, and the three of them ate New Year's Eve dinner and watched the Spring Festival Gala.
Lin Qingyu is from Beijing, which means he is from the north, and dumplings are a must-have for the Chinese New Year. He picked up the dumplings that were just out of the pot and still steaming, wanting to eat them but stopping himself. Finally, he handed them to Jiang Xing's mouth: "Jiang Xing, help me blow on them."
Shen Huaizhi suddenly realized. Jiang Xing often sighed, "Why is my wife so cute?" He never understood - Lin Qingyu was clear, bright, and superior. How could the word "cute" be used to describe Lin Qingyu.
And now, he finally discovered the lovely side of Lin Qingyu. Does this mean that he is already one of Lin Qingyu's closest people?
Jiang Xing was not very interested in the Spring Festival Gala and just watched it casually, but the two from Dayu watched it attentively. When watching folk performances, Lin Qingyu heard the sound of the erhu and thought of one thing: "Jiang Xing."
"Um?"
"You said that when you were a child, your mother asked you to learn two instruments, one traditional instrument and one Western instrument. So what other instruments do you know besides the erhu?"
Jiang Xing smiled and said, "Guess."
Lin Qingyu was quite speechless: "You asked me to guess your name at first, and now you want me to guess what Western musical instrument you can play? Can't you just tell me directly?"
"No." Jiang Xing said clearly, "I am good at only a few things. If I tell you now, how can I surprise you in the future? A lifetime is too long. Think about it, when we are old and 70 or 80 years old, and I suddenly show you my skills, will you be surprised and delighted?"
Lin Qingyu said coldly: "No."
Lin Qingyu is a person with a thirst for knowledge. Since Jiang Xing refused to tell him, he had to find a way to find the answer. After watching the Spring Festival Gala, the three of them went back to their rooms. Jiang Xing saw Lin Qingyu drawing on a tablet and asked, "Baby, what are you doing?"
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "I am trying to guess what other musical instruments you can play."
Jiang Xing laughed: "Do you have to be so serious?"
“Yes.” Lin Qingyu looked at the row of Western musical instruments. “Since your mother forced you to choose two to learn, with your character, you will definitely not choose those that are too difficult, so you can rule out the clarinet, piano, etc.; secondly, as long as you can sit, you will never stand, so you will not choose an instrument that needs to be played while standing; and you will not choose an instrument that is too heavy…”
Jiang Xing: “…”
Lin Qingyu looked up and saw Jiang Xing holding a gift box in his hand and asked, "What is that?"
Jiang Xing said: "My cousin knows that I'm in a relationship, and she said she wants to get along well with my sister-in-law in advance. This is her New Year's gift to you."
Lin Qingyu's attention was diverted: "Is it for me?"
"Yeah, take it apart and see?"
"good."
Jiang Xing opened the gift box, took a look at it, and closed it immediately. Lin Qingyu asked suspiciously: "Why?"
Jiang Xing looked embarrassed: "She gave me things that girls like." He didn't specifically tell his family that his wife was a boy, and everyone assumed that he was dating a girl.
"It's okay." Lin Qingyu said, "It's a sincere gesture after all. Let me take a look."
Pei Zhiqi was very generous to her future brother and sister-in-law and gave them a set of lipsticks and a piece of clothing. Jiang Xing said: "No wonder she suddenly asked me about your height and weight..."
Lin Qingyu originally thought that Pei Zhiqi had given him a green gown, but when he unfolded it, he discovered that the style of the gown was unique, with a waist and slits, which he had never seen in Dayu or Xiandai.
Jiang Xing said, "She's the best at playing. Qingyu, this is a cheongsam."
"Cheongsam?" Lin Qingyu stroked the delicate embroidery on the cheongsam. "It has both classical and modern beauty. Not bad."
Jiang Xing smiled and said, "Do you want to wear it?"
Lin Qingyu asked back: "Do you want me to wear it?"
Jiang Xing was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled: "I don't have it... but if you want to wear it, I will..."
Lin Qingyu chuckled and said, "Let's put it aside for now."
After looking at the clothes, Lin Qingyu then took out a lipstick and opened it, which happened to be a bright red one. "Is this the rouge used by modern women?" Lin Qingyu drew a horizontal line on his hand, trying to smell what kind of fragrance was used in the lipstick. "If I can bring this back to Dayu, it will definitely be sought after by women."
Jiang Xing came back to his senses from his fantasy of the cheongsam beauty and said, "Some lipsticks can be used by boys. Do you want to try it?"
Lin Qingyu thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll try the taste." After all, it wasn't the first time he used rouge.
Jiang Xing said: "I'll help you."
Lin Qingyu faced Jiang Xing, her lips slightly parted, waiting for the touch of lipstick. Jiang Xing moved slowly and carefully, applying only a light layer, but this shade was too red, and just this one layer made Lin Qingyu's lips look cherry red.
Jiang Xing suddenly remembered the three wedding nights he and Lin Qingyu had. Lin Qingyu was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and her lips were as hot as fire.
Lin Qingyu noticed Jiang Xing's focused and burning gaze. Before he could say anything, Jiang Xing kissed his lips which had just been painted with lipstick.
This kiss had the dangerous flavor of an adult male. Lin Qingyu was carried to the bed, his shirt was lifted up, and the boy's palms kept rubbing his waistline. He reached out to push, but his wrist was grabbed again.
"I just hug you, nothing else." Jiang Xing said halfway, and felt something was wrong, so he added, "Although this sentence may sound like I'm trying to trick you into bed, I can really hold it in, trust me."
... Damn it, the more you talk, the more you sound like a scumbag.
"It has nothing to do with you." Lin Qingyu turned his head and said softly, "I'm just afraid that I can't help it."
Jiang Xing's breathing quickened, and he stopped talking nonsense and kissed her again.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Qingyu and Jiang Xing both changed into new clothes. It’s the same style of hooded sweatshirt, but in different colors. Lin Qingyu’s is white, and Jiang Xing’s is black. Lin Qingyu took out the red envelope that he had prepared in advance and handed it to Jiang Xing: "New Year's money."
Jiang Xing was a little surprised: "For me?"
"Now I am older than you, so I am the one giving you the New Year's money."
Jiang Xing took the red envelope and said with a smile, "It's so thick."
“I earned it myself.”
“How do you make money?”
Lin Qingyu said: "How can I make money now? Of course, I make money by relying on my face. A merchant bought the right to use the photos I took at the Hanfu exhibition."
"Good looks really can make a living." Jiang Xing said, "Since I have received your red envelope, I should also wish you a happy new year."
"You bow."
Jiang Xing took two steps back, leaned forward and saluted: "I wish you a thousand years, and I wish I stay healthy."
Lin Qingyu smiled and replied, "My three wishes are like the swallows on the beam, and we can see each other year after year."
They had short hair, wore modern clothes, and bowed to each other as they had done in Dayu.
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