Chapter 66
When Zhong Xing was getting off work, he passed by a flower shop and picked up a bunch of plum buds to take home.
After arriving home, he changed his shoes and put the bunch of plum blossoms into a pink-glazed porcelain vase. The room was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Tomorrow is Saturday, and if Jiang Jiang has nothing else to do, she will come here.
He was about to turn around and leave when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the documents Jiang Jiang had placed on the table.
Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but pick up the document.
Two words were printed on the cover of the white A4 paper.
——Silk language.
Since Zhong Xing set up this studio for her at home, Jiang Jiang has been doing her old job in her free time, making clothes for others. Sometimes, people would ask her to repair old and damaged clothes, and Jiang Jiang enjoyed it.
After breakfast, Zhong Xing was reading a book while Jiang Jiang was sitting cross-legged on his shoulder flipping through a magazine. It was snowing outside. The sky was grey and hazy, and the wind was cold. The earth was covered with a layer of white clothes, but the room was warm. Tea was bubbling on the stove, and there was a breath of spring.
"Siyu is a nice name." Zhong Xing looked at Jiang Jiang beside him and suddenly spoke.
"Did you see that?"
"Yeah." Zhong Xing nodded, "Jiang Jiang, can I let my brother help you?"
Jiang Jiang thought about it for a moment, then shook his head in denial, "This is my own dream, I want to realize it on my own, I don't intend to accept help from anyone, whether it's you or my parents."
Although Jiang Jiang studied economics, it is also her dream to become a fashion designer. She wants to set up a clothing studio and hopes that in the future she will have the opportunity to develop into a world-famous clothing brand.
“It may be difficult at first, but I believe I have the strength to overcome difficulties.”
Zhong Xing put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Then I will respect your wishes, but if there is anything you need help with or if you can't solve it, you must tell me."
"Okay, I got it."
Lin Youqing has been transferred to S City for some time. S City is different from Pyeongchang City. It is a world-famous metropolis with more than seven million residents. This also means that he needs to shoulder the livelihood of these seven million people.
After this period of adaptation, his work has gradually got on track. Although the burden on his shoulders is heavier, Lin Youqing is in good spirits. This is the organization's trust in him. In addition, his wife manages his life in order, and he has a well-behaved and sensible daughter. He can devote himself to his work more wholeheartedly.
Today is the last day of the Lunar New Year. Although the air is cold, the streets are decorated with lights and there is a lively atmosphere, filled with the festive atmosphere of New Year. Lin Youqing walked through a street wearing a pair of old cloth shoes and saw that every household was busy preparing for the New Year. The living standards have obviously improved compared to before. He nodded with satisfaction and walked back with his hands behind his back.
As soon as he returned to the street, he saw his daughter running towards him from afar. She was wearing a red scarf and a red hat, looking lively and festive.
"Dad!" Jiang Jiang took his arm, "I haven't been waiting for you to come back home, so I came out to look for you."
This is a street paved with stone slabs. Jiang Jiang held Lin Youqing's arm, shaking his arm as he spoke, with a smile on his face. "Today is New Year's Eve. Mom prepared a lot of delicious food at home. Sister Fengzhen said she won't come over this year. After the New Year, she and Brother Liangxu will come to our house to pay New Year's greetings."
Fengzhen has already started her internship and has been assigned to be a teacher in a local primary school. She is very satisfied with the job.
She had brought her boyfriend Liang Xu to Jiang Jiang's home once, but had never taken him back to his hometown in Dongxi Village.
"Okay, tell me when they're coming."
Lin Youqing compared her height and said, "It seems like she has grown a little taller."
"I just measured it two days ago, and it's grown three centimeters."
"It's good to be taller. It's also good for girls to be taller. What delicious food did your mother make at home?"
"There are fried meatballs, sweet and sour pork ribs, tea-smoked chicken legs, and sugar cakes..."
The father and daughter talked as they walked and soon returned home. There were many guests at home who came to wish them a happy new year in advance. Jiang Jiang greeted them politely, called their uncles and aunts, and went to the kitchen to make tea.
After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, Jiang Jiang secretly made a long-distance call to Zhong Xing using the home phone.
Since she went home for the winter vacation, she hasn't seen Zhong Xing again. When she dialed the phone, the man on the other end of the line said in a clear voice, "Jiang Jiang?"
"It's me, brother. Today is New Year's Eve. Have you eaten?"
"Well, I've already eaten. Today is New Year's Eve. What delicious food did Aunt He prepare for you?"
"There are many, including fried meatballs, sweet and sour spareribs, tea-smoked chicken legs, and sugar cakes, all of which are my favorites... What did you eat in the evening?"
"We ate outside. The weather is cold. Be careful when you go out. Don't catch a cold."
"I know." Jiang Jiang looked at the empty living room and said in a low voice, "Brother, I miss you."
Zhong Xing felt his heart skip a few beats. After more than ten seconds, he replied in a very light voice, "Brother misses you too."
Jiang Jiang wanted to say something else when she heard Lin Youqing and He Guijuan outside the door calling her to go out and set off fireworks. She could only say a few more words before quickly hanging up the phone.
There was a snowman at the door. Jiang Jiang made it two days ago. She also used two buttons and half a carrot to make eyes and a nose for the snowman. Lin Youqing had arranged the fireworks in the morning. After Jiang Jiang came out, he lit the fireworks with matches.
Jiang Jiang stood in the middle, with her parents. With a "crackling" sound, bright fireworks rose in the sky, and the originally dark night sky was illuminated as if it were daytime.
The fireworks are brilliant and last for a long time.
On the second day of the Chinese New Year, it snowed again. Jiang Jiang stood by the window with a cup of steaming green tea in her hand, watching the rustling snow floating in the air. Such a winter night would be so beautiful and romantic if you ignored the cold it brought.
Until Jiang Jiang saw a vague figure downstairs, approaching from far away.
She looked a little surprised, opened the window and rubbed her eyes, suspecting that she had seen it wrong.
It was not until the figure raised his head that Jiang Jiang was sure that he was not mistaken.
Lin Youqing and He Guijuan went out for a walk after dinner. Jiang Jiang had almost no time to think. He put on a coat, changed into a pair of thick sheepskin boots, and went out.
It wasn't until she felt a chill on her neck that she remembered she had forgotten to wear a scarf.
"Brother Zhong Xing!"
Jiang Jiang trotted towards him and threw herself into his open arms. After a long while, the two were reluctant to separate.
"Why are you back?"
"I heard you say you missed me, so I came back." He rubbed the little girl's head.
Jiang Jiang grabbed his thick palm, her eyes reddened, "How did you get back? Did you take the train?"
"I drove back."
"How many hours did it take?"
"It's pretty quick, probably just a few hours."
"I'll take you to eat."
"Wait a minute." Zhong Xing called her.
Under Jiang Jiang's puzzled gaze, Zhong Xing took off his scarf and tied it around her neck. His warmth was still lingering on his scarf.
"fool."
He only had one scarf, and if he gave it to her, he would have no scarf left. Jiang Jiang looked at his empty neck and was about to refuse, but Zhong Xing stopped her, "I'm not cold."
Jiang Jiang could only let him go.
The boss brought noodles for two people. The noodles were hand-rolled and very thin. The thick shredded pickled mustard greens and pork were sprinkled with green chopped green onions and lard, which made people's appetite grow.
Zhong Xing ate in a very polite manner. Although he ate very fast, he did not give people a rude impression. He had a straight body and regular features. The light from the brass filament bulb fell on his handsome face, which was very seductive.
Jiang Jiang wasn't hungry, so she just watched him eat, "Brother, when are you going back to the capital?"
"Maybe the day after tomorrow. I'll go back to Qingjian County tomorrow and go back the day after tomorrow."
"Are you leaving for Qingjian County early tomorrow morning?"
"Um."
Jiang Jiang looked at his empty bowl of noodles and was about to ask the boss to cook another bowl, but she heard him say "No thanks" and took the bowl of noodles she didn't want to eat anymore and continued eating.
She remembered that when she was a child, Zhong Xing would also finish the food she couldn't finish in this way, without any disdain for the saliva she had left.
Zhong Xing handed her a red envelope and said, "Happy New Year. This is a red envelope from your brother. I wish Jiang Jiang a smooth, safe and happy new year."
Jiang Jiang couldn't help but laugh, "I'm already so old, and you still give me red envelopes."
She opened the red envelope and found a lotus-shaped jade pendant inside. The jade was transparent and warm to the touch, with the words "Jiang Jiang An Hao" engraved on it. It was obvious that much thought had gone into it.
Jiang Jiang lowered her eyes, and she accepted the jade pendant with a smile on her face, "Thank you, brother, I like it very much."
Zhong Xing finished his noodles and looked at the girl in front of him. He felt reluctant to leave her and suggested, "Let's go for a walk."
"good."
Under the dim street lights, snowflakes were flying, the shadows of the two people overlapped, and the air seemed to become ambiguous.
"Zhong Xing." Jiang Jiang seldom called his name. These two simple and ordinary words sounded particularly elegant and pleasant when pronounced from her mouth.
"Um?"
“Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up… Happy New Year.”
Zhong Xing chuckled, with a hint of doting in his tone, "Happy New Year."
She was about to move forward, but Zhong Xing stood still. Jiang Jiang was about to ask him why he didn't move, but before she could ask, the man's refreshing kiss fell on her lips. His palms were burning, but his movements were very gentle, as if he was treating a fragile and rare treasure.
Jiang Jiang couldn't help but close her eyes. The man's lips were soft and moist, and as sweet as nectar. She liked this feeling and even wanted to get closer to him.
After a long time, Zhong Xing finally let her go.
Jiang Jiang obviously didn't drink any alcohol, but for some reason, she felt a little drunk. Her mind was blank and she felt dizzy.
There was snow on the road. Zhong Xing bent down and squatted in front of her. "I'll carry you back."
His back was broad and his steps were steady, so there was no worry of falling.
Jiang Jiang put her arms around his neck with the jade pendant hanging on her wrist.
In this world of ice and snow, it seemed that they were the only two left.
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