Chapter 443 This is the New Year
The year is over with the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu;
On the New Year's Day, every household replaces the old charms with new ones.
It’s New Year’s Eve.
Chu Ge rode a small electric scooter, Qiu Wuji was sitting on the back seat holding a notebook, and the young couple went to the old town to spend the New Year with their parents.
I brought the notebook for Chu Ge. The tragedy of being a coder is that you have to code during the New Year.
The time in the book is mainly used for the script, and there are not many chapters left, so I still have to code. Anyway, Qiuqiu will accompany her parents to do things in the future, so I can just hide in it and code.
Come to think of it, when Chu Ge was a child, he really spent the New Year's Eve with the sound of firecrackers. Not to mention New Year's Eve, there would be firecrackers starting from the Little New Year a few days before, so noisy that people couldn't even think about sleeping.
But over the years, the sound of firecrackers has become less and less common, and the thing that I used to find annoying is now something I miss a little.
Along the way, there were no children picking up firecrackers, and no mud monkeys blowing up the streets... In the past, I might have wanted to grab them and give them a beating, but now there's no one to grab even if I want to.
The city is becoming more civilized, but unfortunately I can't find the memories of the past. There are gains and losses, and as a coder, I really like it to be quieter.
On the contrary, Qiu Wuji sighed: "It's not festive at all."
"What counts as a festival?" Chu Ge asked with a smile, "Look at them changing the Spring Festival couplets. Isn't that a festival not counted?"
Qiu Wuji tilted his head and thought for a long time: "I think we still need firecrackers to make it lively and interesting. But then again, in the writings of a certain stupid father god, there were firecrackers ten thousand years ago, but there were no cannons ten thousand years later..."
Chu Ge said with a sour face: "I can shoot."
Qiu Wuji: “?”
"So you think it's unscientific that the world doesn't change for thousands of years, and you are the one who leads the change..."
"Can, can you please not talk about this..." Qiu Wuji's voice suddenly became quieter.
"Don't be nervous, this is a serious matter. I noticed that you also deliberately avoided looking at that small country when you went back to the book, but there's no need to do that. I have already completed the changes in your world in the extra chapter. Your real body is free for now, so you can finish this matter before ascending."
"How do you finish it?"
"The queen of that country is old. If you don't take care of this matter, it is normal for the people there to die and the government to cease after you ascend and leave. Although the fire has been sown, it will still take a long time for a small country to spread all over the world. You can definitely give it a push. Don't worry, this time it is according to the plan of heaven... I think you will want to see the real changes and fruits of the world in your hands."
Qiu Wuji pouted: "It's still planned by heaven."
"Isn't this good? So you're dissatisfied?"
"……Clothes."
Qiu Wuji spoke softly, put his arms around his waist, and leaned his head against his back.
He didn't need to change this, it was for her...
It doesn’t matter if there are no firecrackers. I can just sit quietly in the back seat of the electric scooter, leaning on his back and listening to the whistling wind... I can also hear his heartbeat, thump thump, just like Qiuqiu’s own heartbeat.
Qiu Wuji began to count ducks. You jump once, and I jump once.
Then the same rhythm was synthesized.
Qiu Wuji's eyes curved into crescents.
I'm home.
The Naihe Bridge at the entrance was no longer scary. The old man and the old woman looked at the young couple riding their donkeys with their green eyes and greeted them warmly: "Xiao Chu, I watched your animation yesterday. There was a big word on it: the original author Chu Ge, long face!"
"Hey, that brat of mine is learning to paint..."
"Yeah, he came to our place for an internship after graduation." Chu Ge hummed and squinted his eyes as he walked into the yard.
"Qiuqiu is so pretty, they say she came out of a book, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, it just came out of the book."
"I heard that you are a screenwriter for a TV series, right? Can I get an autograph from Qin Feier? My kid..."
"Hey, how can a mere screenwriter like us possibly know a big movie star? There are so many things involved. Let me tell you..."
Qiu Wuji just smiled and watched Chu Ge chatting while parking the car. He didn't know what he was saying, but he had already walked into the corridor.
"I still want to see how you're going to compose Fei'er, so you just laugh it off?"
"Hey, now you're calling me Fei'er Fei'er in a very affectionate way. Do you really think she's your apprentice?"
"Yeah, with that attitude... isn't he worthy of being a disciple?"
"I don't have such a stupid junior sister."
"Talent is not important, what is important is the determination!"
"Yes, yes, yes."
"And she's not your junior sister."
"?" Chu Ge's hand was hanging on the keyhole as he opened the door: "If not Junior Sister, then what is she? Oh... Actually, she is older than me, so she is Senior Sister?"
Qiu Wuji put his hands on his hips and said, "You still want to have beautiful senior and junior sisters? You're dreaming! You are also my master, so she is your disciple!"
Chu Ge: "Is there such a good thing?"
The door opened with a click, Qiu Wuji kicked Chu Ge on the butt, and fell into the living room like a wild goose falling from the sand.
Chu Jiangliu sat there drinking tea, extremely calm, as if he didn't see it.
"Dad." Qiu Wuji suddenly turned into a young wife, holding a notebook in one hand and pulling Chu Ge with the other, and said weakly: "Look at you, you are so careless when opening the door, did you fall?"
Chu Ge: "Fuck..."
"Qiuqiu is here?" Wu Xiuyun poked her head out of the kitchen: "Come on, let's peel bamboo shoots together. A student brought them here specially today. They are freshly dug winter bamboo shoots and haven't been peeled yet!"
"Coming, coming." Qiu Wuji ran into the kitchen.
Wu Xiuyun's head shrank back again.
Chu Ge: “?”
You guys are saying “Qiuqiu is here” now, what about me?
Such a big person is lying here, who are you greeting?
Chu Jiangliu raised the cup of tea he had been using to serve the people and drank a sip of tea. He continued reading and said slowly, "The ground is very comfortable, isn't it?"
Chugo burst into tears.
It’s okay. This cup, this posture, this tone, brings me back to ten years ago.
This is the treatment we get.
Chu Ge climbed up with a dry cough and complained casually: "I brought two pairs of slippers over specially, waiting for your arrival, but you didn't even go to see... Your son has lived in this place for so long, you should at least visit it."
"What's there to see? Are you going to eat your dog food?" Chu Jiangliu didn't even raise his eyelids: "Besides, are you really free these two days? Aren't you going to get Thomson out for me?"
Even a strong man like my father could not have thought of this routine of stealing time, thinking that so much time had passed in the book. Chu Ge was secretly proud of himself and smiled, "Is it useful to you?"
"You want to be rewarded?"
"Can it be converted into money?"
Chu Jiangliu's hands began to tremble as he read: "Look at what you have accomplished!"
Chu Ge said confidently: "How can you marry a wife without money!"
Chu Jiangliu slammed the table and said, "What if we can't afford a house?"
"I want to earn my own money. Isn't that your sweet spot?"
"Damn it..." Chu Jiangliu raised his hand.
Chu Ge turned around, picked up the notebook beside him and ran into the house: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, I want to write to make money."
Chu Jiangliu: “…”
He rolled his eyes and suddenly coughed twice: "Xiuyun, I have something to go out for a while."
Wu Xiuyun shouted from the kitchen: "Get lost, you are just reading books and doing nothing. I am annoyed just by looking at you."
Chu Jiangliu left in a flash.
At this time, Chu Ge had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem. He opened his notebook and started typing.
Less than half an hour later, I heard my mother calling from the kitchen: "Lao Chu! Lao Chu!"
Qiu Wuji said weakly: "Dad just went out."
"Oh. Chugo! Chugo!"
Chu Ge was helpless: "What's wrong?"
"We're out of soy sauce. Go buy a bottle."
“…I’m typing.”
"Why don't you eat if you're just typing?"
"Qiuqiu is here..."
"Qiuqiu is cutting vegetables, you will die if you move!"
Chu Ge silently took out a bottle of soy sauce from the world in the book and took it over.
"Don't change it, it doesn't taste that good!"
"This is not transformed, it's from another world, what a joke."
"Oh, this hand is good." Wu Xiuyun said happily: "Then take out another bottle of MSG."
"…I'm sorry that MSG hasn't developed in the world of the book."
"What's that crappy book of yours? Can you write?"
Chu Ge silently transformed a bag of MSG from the book and took it out. He didn't dare to say that he had transformed it, so he could only lie: "I forgot, but I actually have it."
Wu Xiuyun looked at him suspiciously for a long while. Chu Ge glared at Qiu Wuji warningly, but Qiu Wuji obediently pretended to be dead and didn't say anything.
Wu Xiuyun admitted the mistake and waved her hand like she was shooing away a fly: "Okay, okay, go ahead and type your words."
Chu Ge rolled back as if he had been pardoned.
Half an hour later.
"Chuge! Chuge!"
Chu Ge was helpless: "What again?"
"It's almost time for dinner, go put up the Spring Festival couplets."
"? It wasn't posted before?"
"Don't you look at it when you come in? Our couplets are five years old."
"It looks quite new to me, so I'll just make do with it..."
"Please, you big-headed ghost, do you know what it means to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new? Go and put up the new Spring Festival couplets, which your father wrote by hand. They are on the coffee table outside."
“Why didn’t he post it if he wrote it?”
"Isn't this the family post waiting for you to come?"
Chu Ge wanted to cry but had no tears.
When I looked out, I saw Qiu Wuji hiding in a corner cooking with a gloating smile on his face.
Looks very happy.
In fact, she could obviously do it, but she did it on purpose.
Chu Ge's depression was all gone with laughter, and he laughed out loud to himself.
Well, isn't this the Chinese New Year?
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PS: I wish all the readers who are taking the college entrance examination tomorrow good luck~ Um... I'd better not see this sentence, I'm taking a break now...
(End of this chapter)
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