daily life games

When Chen Yingjun heard this, he looked back at Qin Miaomiao and said with a smile: "Aunt Qin, I am not Chen Shimei."

Qin Miaomiao snorted coldly when she heard this, and then said, "Are you afraid of what others will say if you dare to do it?"

Chen Yingjun was a little embarrassed by what she said, and then said: "Aunt Qin... I really didn't mean that..."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, go upstairs, it's quite cold down there!"

"good..."

A woman's heart is as deep as the sea, and she can't guess anything just by guessing.

On the 30th of the twelfth lunar month of the year, Chen Yingjun was called up early in the morning. After having a few bites of rice, he was about to start cleaning the house.

Chen Yingjun has been doing this for many years and has already remembered it in his heart, but this year there is an extra Qin Miaomiao, who can be regarded as a family of four.

First wipe the table, windows, and some small corners, and then prepare the glue and paste the Spring Festival couplets.

There are both glue and paste, but paste is better.

I didn’t meet Shang Manman today, I just chatted on the phone.

New Year's Eve soon arrived, and the sound of firecrackers outside was still there, but after a year or two it was basically gone.

The flavor of the New Year is still there, and the ones who are there are people, a family of four, drinking some wine and chatting.

...

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the four of them stayed at home and waited for people to come to visit them to pay New Year greetings. Chen Yingjun's grandparents had left a few years ago, and Chen Hongwei and Song Fangmei were only children, so there was nothing to say.

At night, while Chen Yingjun was asleep, Qin Miaomiao came to Song Fangmei and said, "Sister, I have to leave tomorrow!"

"What's the matter? Are you so anxious?" Song Fangmei looked surprised.

Qin Miaomiao smiled and said: "The business there has picked up again, so I have to go back, otherwise no one will be in charge."

Song Fangmei saw that her sister's expression seemed not to be good, so she asked with concern: "Are you in trouble?"

"No way!" Qin Miaomiao shook her head.

"That's good..." Song Fangmei nodded.

Qin Miaomiao continued: "Sister, actually I don't want to leave...but there are some things over there that I need to go back to deal with..."

When Song Fangmei heard Qin Miaomiao's words, she suddenly felt an ominous feeling in her heart.

"Sister, don't worry! I will solve this matter. Just don't worry. I'll come see you again in two years."

"Yeah, okay!" Song Fangmei agreed softly.

"Sister, I'm leaving first! There's a six o'clock train tomorrow morning, and there are still a lot of things to deal with." Qin Miaomiao said and walked out.

Looking at her leaving figure, Song Fangmei couldn't help but sigh. She knew that her sister must have left her for money again. But what could she do?

This world is dominated by the weak and the strong. Who can live better than others?

Thinking of this, Song Fangmei had no choice but to shake her head helplessly, turned around and walked towards the room.

Qin Miaomiao thought for a while and then quietly came to Chen Yingjun's room.

Looking at the sleeping Chen Yingjun, Qin Miaomiao murmured: "Xiaojun, you have to be kind to others!"

Then he kissed Chen Yingjun gently on the face and left.

The moment Chen Yingjun closed the door, his eyes opened, his smile was a little bitter, and the relationship between the two would slowly change.

Early the next morning, when Chen Yingjun woke up, he found that Qin Miaomiao was no longer there, so he quickly asked: "Mom, where is Aunt Qin?"

"Your Aunt Qin is busy with work." Song Fangmei looked back and said.

Chen Yingjun was also a little helpless, but said no more.

"Alas." Song Fangmei sighed.

Originally, Chen Yingjun was going to say that he would leave the next day, but it was not appropriate now.

But after dinner in the evening, Chen Yingjun still spoke.

"Mom and Dad, there's a lot going on in the studio, we have to go back."

Chen Yingjun said while planning.

"Can't you stay two more days?"

Song Fangmei said with some reluctance.

Chen Yingjun was silent and didn't speak.

"Forget it, Xiaojun, just leave if you have something to do."

Chen Hongwei spoke.

"Okay, I have to leave tomorrow. Have you packed your things?"

"It's almost done."

Chen Yingjun said.

There was another period of silence, and Chen Hongwei was smoking.

Chen Yingjun kept talking about interesting things in school, Song Fangmei also responded, and the house finally became lively.

However, the atmosphere was never very good. Every night before leaving home, it was always like this, with the family sitting together and chatting.

These are all trivial matters, and sometimes we don’t even have anything to say, but we still can’t bear to go to bed early.

Because we have to say goodbye tomorrow.

Normally, before ten o'clock in the evening, Song Fangmei would urge Xiaojun to go to bed.

But it's past eleven tonight, and Song Fangmei is still talking about the family's shortcomings, and Chen Yingjun should pay attention to his health in school life.

In fact, Song Fangmei was also very confused. Xiaojun was going out tomorrow and wanted Xiaojun to go to bed early.

But I can't bear to leave Xiaojun, Xiaojun will leave tomorrow.

Knowing that it was past eleven-thirty, Song Fangmei reluctantly asked Chen Yingjun to go back and rest.

Early the next morning, Chen Yingjun was still driving lightly, carrying a bag and was about to set off.

"Bang bang bang."

"Who?"

Chen Hongwei opened the door and found that it was Shang Manman.

"Uncle Chen, let me deliver Xiaowen."

Shang Manman said with a smile.

"Come in, come in."

"OK.

Thank you, uncle."

Shang Manman walked in.

"Manman."

"I'm here to see you off. Why do you have to leave so early? Is there something urgent?"

Shang Manman asked.

"no."

Chen Yingjun carried his bag, shook his head and said, "I have other things to do in the studio, so I have to go back early."

After saying that, Chen Yingjun reached out and hugged his mother: "Mom, I'm leaving. Take care of yourself and call me if you need anything."

"Well, let your dad take you to the train station."

Song Fangmei's voice was a little more choked up. Her sister left yesterday, and Chen Yingjun left today too.

"No need mom."

Chen Yingjun shook his head and refused: "I can just go by myself."

The separation should be at the doorstep. He didn't want to feel uncomfortable again at the train station.

"Brother Jun, this is for you."

Shang Manman handed the gloves in her hand to Chen Yingjun.

"Did you knit it?"

Chen Yingjun looked at a pair of gray gloves and asked.

"you guess."

Shang Manman blinked his eyes playfully. He had been waiting for the door to open for a while, his cheeks were red from the cold.

"Give me a hug."

Chen Yingjun opened his hand and said.

Shang Manman glanced at Chen Hongwei and his wife, then blushed and shook his head.

"Haha, let's go."

Chen Yingjun put his gloves on his hands and walked outside with his bag on his back.

It’s past 6 o’clock in the winter, and the sky is still gray.

Chen Yingjun plunged in without looking back, waved his hand, and left without looking back.

When Chen Yingjun arrived at the train station, a fish-white belly just appeared in the sky...