First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 42 New Year's Eve

  Feng Lin’s family background is only slightly better than the former Xiao Liulang, but it is not too good. This can be seen from his usual food and clothing consumption.

   However, in dealing with Xiao Liulang, he has always been unconditionally generous. Take this red paper as an example. A piece of tens of texts, a dozen pieces of paper, can be bought for almost half a tael of silver.

  He usually eats pickled vegetable buns in the academy.

  In the evening, the sky fell snow again.

  Feng Lin stayed alone in the academy.

  He was reading in the dormitory, and one oil lamp was not bright enough, but he was not willing to light the second one.

  A cold wind blew from the crack of the door, making him tremble.

  He didn't burn charcoal. One was that the college did not allow it, and the other was that he was reluctant to burn it.

  A total of four people lived in this dormitory. They were all with classmates on weekdays, but they didn’t feel so cold. But now he’s alone, and he feels that all the cold wind has poured into his stomach alone.

  This is his first year in a foreign land.

  He misses his parents and sisters at home, but he can’t go back.

  Far is true, and it’s not fake to save a few taels of money on the road. Of course, it’s more important that he spends all his time studying, and doesn’t want to delay a day.

  Three generations of his family were single, and his generation did not give birth to a second son. The sisters in the family were studying for him. One was married to a widower to fill the house, and the other was promised to a tea merchant who was over half a hundred years old.

  They put themselves in for him all their lives. He had to work hard and had to return home without clothes.

   After breathing out his hand, Feng Lin wrapped the quilt tightly on his body and continued to read.

  咚咚咚!

  Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the house.

   Strange, who will come to him at this hour?

  The college is on holiday and everyone is gone. Even the masters have gone back to celebrate the New Year. He is the only one left in the empty college.

   "It's not a ghost..." He successfully frightened himself, his face turned white, and he wrapped the quilt tightly and said, "You...who are you?"

"it's me."

   A familiar girl voice came from outside the house.

  Feng Lin opened the quilt, put on his shoes, walked over and opened the door of the house, and saw Gu Jiao covered in wind and snow, and thought he might as well hell!

  This is a man’s dormitory!

  What a woman does she come here to do! ! !

"Why are you here? Did something happen to Brother Xiao?" Apart from this, Feng Lin couldn't think of any other reasons. He didn't wait for Gu Jiao to answer, immediately put on a cloak, and said to Gu Jiao, "Brother Xiao Where?"

   "At home." Gu Jiao said.

  Feng Lin left the house without saying a word.

  Looking at his fierce back, Gu Jiao said calmly, "There is no carriage."

   New Year's Eve, and ran into the wind and snow, there is no way to hire a ox cart or a carriage.

  Feng Lin said without thinking, "Would you not use your legs to walk without a carriage? Hurry up!"

  Gu Jiao: "Oh."

  She is not the one who can't walk.

  Facts have proved that Feng Lin's physical strength is really inferior to Gu Jiao. Along the way, Gu Jiao's face was not flushed or breathless, but Feng Lin almost lay down a few times.

  After finally arriving at the home of Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang, Feng Lin felt that his legs were no longer his own.

  He exhausted the last bit of strength to push the door open and looked intently, but he was a little dumbfounded by the scene inside.

  I saw Xiao Liulang sitting on the chair in the main room, watching the old lady teach Gu Xiaoshun to cut the window grilles, the complexion should be more ruddy and ruddy, where is the slightest sickness?

   "I'm back." Xiao Liulang greeted the two.

   "It's Xiao Feng here, hurry up and sit down!" The old lady also said hello.

   Gu Xiaoshun has always looked at Feng Lin not pleasing to his eyes, but today he unexpectedly didn't turn his eyes on Feng Lin.

  The second monk Feng Lin Zhang was puzzled. He stared at Gu Jiao blankly: "No, it's not Brother Xiao, he..."

  Gu Jiao spread her hands: "You said it yourself, I didn't say it."

   Feng Lin: "..."

  Why didn’t you find this woman so cunning before?

  Feng Lin spent the first New Year's Eve when Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang had left their hometown. Because of the presence of Gu Jiao and Gu Xiaoshun, whom he hated, he thought he would be uncomfortable, but the result was unexpected harmony.

  Gu Jiao made dumplings according to the customs of the village, and made sweet-scented osmanthus sugar rice cakes according to the customs of his and Xiao Liulang’s hometown. When the taste of hometown came to the tip of his tongue, tears burst out of his eyes.

  I am not touched, but the real wife is so delicious!

what!

   Isn’t this little villain a local? Are you making sugar rice cakes for Mao so fragrant? !

  Feng Lin burst into tears after eating.

  It was so delicious that he cried at first, but then he missed his hometown. He began to think about his sisters and his elderly parents.

  I don’t know how they are doing this year when they are away.

  Gu Xiaoshun saw that he was crying so miserably, that he did not choke him in the first place, and even gave him his share of sugar rice cake.

  This is undoubtedly a lively New Year's Eve, for Feng Lin, and for Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao’s New Year's Eve in her previous life was spent alone in the organization. When she grows up, she is no longer an experiment in the organization, but she is just moved from the laboratory to another room. She is still the only one.

  Gu Xiaoshun used to spend the New Year at the Gu’s family. There are many people in the Gu’s family, but no one will notice him. For example, if he ran away tonight, he promised that no one would find out.

  The old lady has no memory of how she spent the previous years, anyway, she had a very happy year. He personally posted the couplet, and taught Gu Xiaoshun that naive man to cut the window grilles. It turned out to be worse than her cut, and his heart was instantly balanced! In addition, Jiaojiao made an exception to let her eat five candied fruit, usually only two.

  Xiao Liulang is very calm. He has never been a person with emotions and anger, but Gu Jiao can still feel the faint sense of melancholy emanating from him.

   more than usual.

  A few people stayed until midnight.

  There are only three rooms in the house, and it is difficult for the grieving old lady to be crowded with people, so Gu Jiao cleared Xiao Liulang's house and let Feng Lin stay temporarily.

  No matter how good the relationship between Feng Lin and Xiao Liulang was, he didn't know that the young couple had never had a room with each other so far.

  Counting the night at the inn, this was the second time that the two of them collapsed and slept together. Gu Jiao’s bed was much wider than the inn’s, and the quilt was thick enough.

  The lights are not turned off on New Year’s Eve, and the oil lamp on the table emits a faint light.

  The two were lying on their own blankets, Xiao Liulang closed his eyes, and Gu Jiao knew that he was not asleep.

  "How have you been this year?" Gu Jiao asked softly.

   Before Xiao Liulang could answer, a slender hand reached into his bed and grabbed his cold and stiff hand.

  Gu Jiao: "Next year will be better."

  　The subtext is just plain: I will spend time with you next year! ! !

  (End of this chapter)