Chapter 251 New Year's Eve, New Year
After the recording of the variety show "RUN" is completed, the end of the year is approaching.
Invitations to New Year's Eve galas from major satellite TV stations came in one after another, but Yueyu Times declined them all.
After all, its own platform also has a corresponding satellite TV gala, so how can it "turn its elbow outward"?
To put it bluntly, Grape TV is just being petty and is afraid that other TV stations will take away the popularity of their own artists.
The brokerage companies of each member, including Xie Qingyu and the team members, were all aware of this, but considering that the platform was quite generous in other aspects, they turned a blind eye.
Fortunately, Grape TV’s New Year’s Eve Gala was pre-recorded, so it didn’t delay everyone from going home for the New Year’s Eve dinner.
"Brother, just come back with me! My mother said she must bring you home."
As soon as he finished recording and returned to the dormitory, Leo stuck to Xie Qingyu like a little tail.
He followed her to the kitchen, and then to the living room, with a cat vying for her attention following closely at his feet.
In addition, other members sitting in the living room also extended invitations, indicating explicitly or implicitly that their homes were ready to welcome guests.
In fact, they were all worried that Xie Qingyu would be left alone in the dormitory during the New Year and be "touched by the past" or something.
Xie Qingyu poured the brewed black tea into the cup, and the warm steam softened her brows:
"Who said I'm going to stay here alone?"
"Is Yunchuang Entertainment so wicked? They're arranging work for you, their benefactor, during Chinese New Year?"
Wei Liangchen slammed the table and stood up. Even a scoundrel like Grape TV knew to let them go home for the New Year. Is Yunchuang Entertainment going to become a cancer in the industry?
Xie Qingyu smiled and shook her head: "Of course we all go back to our own homes during the New Year, so why would I go to yours?"
"My own home?"
Leo asked subconsciously, his round puppy eyes full of confusion.
Doesn’t his brother have no relatives anymore?
"A happy home?" Gu Qi raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.
"Bingo~"
Xie Qingyu snapped his fingers, his eyes and eyebrows tinged with warmth, "Grandma Wu told me a long time ago that I would go over there for the New Year this year."
This agreement dates back to the end of the group variety show recording.
When he went to visit several elderly people, Grandma Wu was afraid that he would refuse, so she issued an ultimatum long in advance.
Lately, he has been tinkering with the smart phone he bought for the elderly every day and bombarding her with messages. If I dare not go this time, the old lady will really be angry.
"That's great!" The six people in the living room responded in unison, each making their own calculations in their minds.
February 16th, New Year’s Eve.
As soon as the sky was getting light, Xie Qingyu carried little Fanxing in her arms and got into the nanny car heading to her happy home.
The members have returned home for reunion in the past few days.
"Master, after you drop me off, please return to the city. I'll pick you up at the agreed time the day after tomorrow."
As he spoke, he leaned over and stuffed a thick red envelope into the driver's pocket, "Happy New Year!"
Although the driver received overtime pay for this trip, he still had to understand the necessary social etiquette.
"Thank you, Teacher, you are so polite! I wish you a happy new year!" The driver smiled as he held the steering wheel.
Xie Qingyu has always been generous and good-tempered to the logistics staff like them. He gave the red envelopes sincerely, and he felt happy to receive them.
"Meow~" the cat in my arms called out tenderly.
"Oh, look at me, how could I forget you, old man? Happy New Year to all the stars!" The driver teased the cat happily.
Xie Qingyu smiled and rubbed her daughter's big furry head, then quietly adjusted her posture.
Not long after they set out, his legs were numbed by the cat biscuits.
Who would have thought that the little kitten, who was only the size of a palm, would now have to change the size of his clothes every week?
Now when I take it out, its weight alone can make provocative wild cats meow.
She is truly a female bully among cats!
As soon as the car stopped, Xie Qingyu saw the figure looking around at the entrance of the mountain road.
He quickly pushed the door open and got out, then quickly walked over to her: "Didn't we agree to go up by myself? Why are you here in this cold weather?"
When Grandma Wu saw him coming, she smiled so much that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smoothed out. She casually touched Xiao Fanxing, who had jumped out of the car and followed him at his feet:
"I originally told you not to pick it up, but it snowed so heavily last night, and I was worried you wouldn't be able to find your way home..."
Seeing Xie Qingyu's frown getting tighter and tighter, the old lady quickly raised the hand warmer and shook it, "I walked slowly and just arrived not long ago. Look, I'm still carrying the hand warmer you bought, it's warm!"
Just as Xie Qingyu was about to persuade him again, the old lady's eyes suddenly lit up, and she pulled his sleeve and turned him around:
"Oh my, my grandson looks like a snowman when he stands in the mountains wearing this snow-white down jacket!"
She smacked her lips in an exaggerated manner. "If those old sisters and brothers see this on the mountain, they will definitely ask where this fairy child came from!"
It was clearly just an ordinary white down jacket, but it was praised as if it was from heaven.
Xie Qingyu was at a loss for words: "Don't interrupt me, this mountain road..."
"I know, it's very slippery!"
Grandma Wu waved her hand. Suddenly, she caught sight of the driver unloading large and small bags from the trunk and immediately noticed what was going on. "What are these? Huh? Who said last time, 'Come empty-handed next time'?"
The old man and the young boy looked at each other, then suddenly laughed out loud at the same time. Well, the pot calling the kettle black, these two stubborn people got together!
Xie Qingyu took the gift bag from the driver and walked up the mountain road with Grandma Wu in one hand.
The stars followed him closely with graceful cat-like steps.
"Is Grandma Hu's cough better? She was coughing badly the last time I saw her."
"It's like this when you get old." Grandma Wu gathered her scarf. "Winter is the hardest. You can't stand the wind, but you feel suffocated staying indoors all day."
"I told you to build a greenhouse in the yard earlier..."
"Don't!" The old lady waved her hands repeatedly. "We go out to have open space. What's the difference between setting up a shed and staying indoors? Your Grandpa Ding is the first one to disapprove of this. If you dare to install it secretly, he will definitely tear it down!"
"Grandpa Ding's legs..."
"Well, it's just an old problem. Don't worry about it. He..."
——
The grandfather and grandson walked along this short mountain road for half an hour, chatting to each other.
When I opened the gate, warmth hit me in the face, and several charcoal braziers were burning red.
Xie Qingyu greeted each of the elderly people in their bright red cotton-padded jackets. He glanced across the empty courtyard and lowered his voice, "Why aren't you seeing your family?"
Grandma Wu blinked and lowered her voice, imitating him: "As for the New Year's dinner, they've already eaten that meal in advance. This meal is specially reserved for the children who are left alone."
Xie Qingyu's Adam's apple rolled: "Have your children agreed?"
“They have no control~”
The old lady raised her chin proudly. She had given most of her life and now she could live as comfortably as she wanted.
After saying that, he patted the back of Xie Qingyu's hand gently and said, "Those kids are here for the New Year and are making a lot of noise. We know you're usually tired from work, so your grandparents want you to have a peaceful New Year."
The charcoal fire crackled, and the old lady's hands were warm and dry: "Don't think too much, this is the best arrangement."
Xie Qingyu's eyes were slightly red, but a warm smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She nodded heavily: "Yes!"
He got along very well with several elderly people on weekdays, but was never asked to do anything.
Even the elderly’s children and grandchildren have never really met each other.
The only exception was when Grandma Wu’s ten-year-old granddaughter secretly called him using her cell phone.
When the little girl timidly asked for an autographed photo, Xie Qingyu realized that Grandma Wu and her family had already set rules for their family.
Don't bother him, and don't ask him for help.
Mr. Ding, with his hot temper, was even more blunt in his words, expressly forbidding his family from "sucking Xiao Xie's blood."
The phone call, which lasted less than a minute, was quickly discovered by Grandma Wu.
Later, when Xie Qingyu privately added the girl on WeChat to send her an autographed photo, she replied with a dejected voice message: "My grandma scolded me badly."
Although he repeatedly said it was okay, the little girl no longer dared to contact him without going through her grandmother.
The old people are carefully guarding the purity of this friendship between people of different ages.
As people who have been through it, they understand that once family members are involved, the simple friendship at the beginning will change and there will be no return.
After lunch, Fanxing curled up on Grandma Hu's lap, warming herself by the fire and sleeping soundly.
Grandma Wu suddenly wrapped plastic film around both of their shoes mysteriously, and led him into the mountains carrying a sealed bag.
The snow was ankle-deep, but luckily I was well prepared and my shoes and socks were not wet.
"Be careful. Where are we going?"
Xie Qingyu held the old man's arm firmly with his right hand and took the heavy package with his left hand.
The plastic film could prevent snow and water, but it could not prevent slipping, so the two of them walked like they were walking on thin ice.
"You'll know when you get there." Grandma Wu smiled proudly, shaking her head.
When they arrived at their destination, Xie Qingyu looked at the vast snowfield and turned to the old man in confusion.
Grandma Wu took a deep breath, unpacked the package, took out a small shovel, looked around to confirm the direction, and then squatted down to dig the snow.
"Let me do it." Xie Qingyu quickly took the shovel. "Do you want to clear this snow?"
"That's right," Grandma Wu nodded and continued to search the package. "You dig first, I'll prepare something else..."
When the tip of the shovel touched the frozen soil, Xie Qingyu suddenly smelled the fragrance of fruit. Turning around, he saw the old man holding a fruit plate in his left hand and a candle in his right hand. The red wax on the candle looked like frozen tears.
"This is..." His throat tightened slightly, "Do you have relatives buried here?"
Xie Qingyu paused and gently placed the shovel on the snow.
He suddenly realized something, thought about today, looked at the things Grandma Wu had prepared and the slightly raised mound of earth in front of him, and felt awkward belatedly.
He wouldn't be digging snow on someone's grave without knowing it, would he? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?
In the early years when conditions were difficult, many people buried their relatives in the mountains.
"What are you thinking about?"
Grandma Wu was arranging tangerines and apples into a pagoda on the snow. The candlelight cast a warm glow through her wrinkles. "These aren't for my ancestors."
The second half of Xie Qingyu's question got stuck in his throat.
The old man had already stuffed three incense sticks into his hands, and the flickering sparks on the incense heads were burning stubbornly in the north wind.
"You said before that grandma was far away..." Grandma Wu held the shaking incense stick for him, "I'm afraid my old bones can't walk there. When I get down there, I'll talk to her in detail for you."
She suddenly laughed, and her rough thumb brushed across his cold cheek. "Don't let the old lady think I stole her darling grandson. And don't underestimate us old people. We are very jealous."
"Hmm..." The young man's response was scattered in the wind, as light as a piece of snow.
——
As the incense burner cooled down, the courtyard became lively.
Several old men crowded in front of the stove, each showing off their skills, while Xie Qingyu moved back and forth in the smoke to help.
Grandpa Qiu brought in two plates of golden fried fish. He placed one plate on the counter and the other on a low stool, which was Fanxing’s exclusive seat.
"No cats allowed at the table!"
The old man announced with a stern face, but in the blink of an eye he held the furry ball in his arms and fed it, with oil droplets all over his beard.
Just as Xie Qingyu swallowed the crispy fish tail, Grandma Hu's fried meatballs rolled into the bowl again.
The boy touched his slightly swollen belly and begged for mercy: "If you eat any more, I won't be able to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner."
The stars on the other side accepted everyone who came, and the tips of their tails happily slapped the floor tiles.
“How many bites are there?”
Grandma Wu smeared cooking wine on the mandarin fish without even looking back, and the chopping board made a clapping sound as if she was beating the rhythm.
Xie Qingyu was looking at the seven or eight empty plates on the counter and was about to explain when the iron ring at the door suddenly exploded with a "beep, beep, beep!"
Someone is knocking on the door.
"I'll go open it." He put the half-washed vegetable basin on a high table next to him, "No one is allowed to touch this—"
"I know!" The room was filled with laughter that almost blew the roof off.
The wooden door creaked open, and there was no one in the snow.
Xie Qingyu caught a glimpse of the corner of the clothes swaying in the corner of the wall, and deliberately dragged out the tone: "Strange——"
“Surprise!!!”
Leo jumped out with snow particles all over his body, followed by a group of people, all carrying large and small bags in their hands.
Amid the elders' surprised greetings, Xie Qingyu was the last one to grab Gu Qiong and asked, "Did you make an appointment?"
Gu Qi took off his snow-stained scarf and revealed an indescribable expression: "It would be great if this was really an appointment..."
Haha, these six guys with ulterior motives all thought they were the only smart one who "secretly" came to spend the New Year with Xie Qingyu!
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