My Sister is a Big Star

Xujia Town, Zhejiang Province.

Xujia Town was developed from a clan gathering place, one or two hundred years ago, the people surnamed Xu might have the same ancestor. After several changes, the scale of the town has expanded, but people surnamed Xu still account for the majority.

Xujia Town is not a big town, let alone rich. It is located in a hilly area, backed by green hills, and there are continuous fields outside the town. Because it is a little far away from the national highway, the car for the development did not catch up. The towns next door used to be poorer than Xujia Town. In the past ten years, there have been many factories and countless migrants. There are supermarkets, shops, Internet cafes, and ktvs.

Even if the locals rent out their houses, they can still live a prosperous life. A distance of more than ten kilometers is a different life.

Destiny!

Half of the people in Xujia Town are still farming. But here, many people have gone out. Some made a fortune in other places and never came back. Some returned to their hometowns and built big villas in the town.

Xu Lan's family was prosperous back then. They moved to the Shanghai stock market, and their household registration followed suit, and they took root in the Shanghai stock market. Except for the older generation, today's young people don't remember Qin Ma's family anymore.

Every Spring Festival, Qin's mother would come back to pay New Year's greetings to some uncles. In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer old people, and the elderly can't keep them.

This year when I returned to Xujia Town, the atmosphere was completely different. Not to mention the amiability of the older generation, some younger generations who hadn't met a few times also gathered together, either from the town or from nearby villages.

This year, there is a legend circulating in Xujia Town.

Anyone who is somewhat related to Xu Lan will say to everyone, "You know Qin Baobao, right?"

"Know!"

"You know Qin Ze?"

"Know!"

"It belongs to my aunt's house, and they are my relatives."

 …

"It's the daughter and son of my second uncle's daughter."

 …

"It's the daughter and son of my aunt's daughter."

 …

Beer has face, whether it is Qin Baobao, the first-line celebrity, the traffic queen, or Qin Ze, the fastest gunner and stock god in the music industry, there are basically no young people who do not know them.

Mother Qin and the old man bought gifts from the supermarket in the town, and sent them to each family. They were not in a hurry, and they would stay and chat with the old man before passing by, and then gave out red envelopes to the younger generation.

It was said that it was Qin Ze and Qin Baobao's kindness, but in fact it was Qin's mother and the old man's own money. Qin Baobao and Qin Ze often came back to pay New Year's greetings when they were young, but they almost never came when they were adults.

It didn't matter in previous years, but this year, some old people complained and sighed, saying that they would come back and have a look. Although they fell into the field, this is the root after all.

In fact, Xujia Town is Qin Magen, and has nothing to do with Qin Baobao and Qin Ze, but Qin Ma said with a smile that things are busy this year, and there is no time to spare.

Dinner is at Mama Qin's second uncle's house for dinner. An old man in his 90s lives alone. His son has moved to the city, so he will only come back to see him during the holidays. This year, the old man's son went to his wife's house to celebrate the New Year, and he was left alone.

Knocking on the door of the loess house, the old man stood tremblingly inside the threshold, with an old face full of ravines, his eyes were still clear, and he said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Lan?"

It wasn't that weeping because of extreme joy or emotional agitation, it was simply that he was getting older and his voice was trembling.

"Uncle, I'm back to see you." Mother Qin helped him into the house.

"If you count the time, it's time for you to come." The old man walked slowly to the table and sat down, "You will still come to see me."

"Because my uncle often picked fruit for me when I was a child." Mother Qin said with a smile.

At noon, Qin's mother was cooking, and the old man and the old man sat and chatted by the threshold. The so-called chatting is the one-sided chatter of the old man. The old man can understand Mandarin, but he can't speak it. The old man doesn't understand the dialect.

The meal was relatively light, laid out on a small dark table, two vegetarian dishes, one meat dish and one soup.

After eating, the old man asked vaguely: "Why don't your two children come?"

"I'm busy with work." Mother Qin said.

"Is your son's name Aze?" The old man laughed.

His face was full of wrinkles, "Xu Guang has been very skinny since he was a child, and he looks handsome. Your son is more like the grandson of the old scalper's family."

The old man ate in silence, unable to understand.

Qin Ma frowned slightly, and gave a vague and perfunctory "Hmm".

In the afternoon, the two of them left Xujia Town along the spacious road, walked a hundred meters, and turned into a rugged mountain road, with black fields on both sides, and a small white Town God's Temple in the distance.

Go through the Town God's Temple and walk ten minutes further to the cemetery of Xujia Town.

The cemetery is surrounded by a tea forest. The waist-high tea trees stretch to the end of the line of sight. In the distance, there are undulating mountains. The real ten-mile tea forest is a rare greenery in winter.

The sun was warm and the air was cool.

Qin Ma stood in front of a tombstone and remained silent for a long time.

The old man lit candles, burned incense, and burned paper money.

In the tomb lies a woman who is about the same age as Qin's mother. She is her childhood sister and best playmate.

In Xujia Town, there are memories of Qin Ma's childhood, and her best friend who loves her sisters is also buried.

Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, two girls who ran barefoot in the black field ridge, one was lying in the cemetery, and the other was middle-aged.

In my memory, the bright sunshine, the blue sky, the mottled halo under the shadow of trees, and the clear singing of birds are as clear as yesterday.

Mother Qin held the incense and talked to herself in front of the tomb, her lips moved but she couldn't hear her voice.

She talked for a long time, as if the opposite was not a grave, but her living best friend: Xu Ru.

The old man was watching from the side. Going to the grave is an indispensable thing when he returns to Xujia Town every year, and he is used to it.

After Qin's mother finally finished speaking, the old man set off a string of firecrackers and a bucket of fireworks, and the two left.

On the way back, Mother Qin met a man in a suit and leather shoes, holding a bouquet of yellow and white flowers that didn't match Xu's town.

He stood by the side of the road with a complicated look on his face.

Qin's mother paused slightly, then walked away calmly, passing by with no expression on her face.

Like a stranger.

She and the old man gradually walked away, the man turned around and stared at their backs.

Blue sky, tea forest, picturesque scenery.

Xu Yao stood in this painting, lost his mind for a long time.

 …

Leaving Su Yu's grandmother's house in the afternoon, she had no intention of inviting her mother over for a sit-down, nor did she have the intention of going out alone for a family dinner at night.

She took Qin Ze's arm, drove, and left.

Today, the lonely boat with a pouring heart finally has a harbor to anchor.

Su Yu can calmly let go of some essential feelings for others, let go of that tangled and sad past.

Qin Ze drank, leaned on the co-pilot seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Su Yu concentrated on driving, and the car was speeding on the elevated road. She smiled sweetly and said delicately, "Honey, I'm hungry."

"Didn't you just finish eating?" Qin Ze wondered.

"But I'm still hungry." Su Yu blinked.

She is already the age of a young woman, and now she is really a young woman, with every frown and smile, she has a coquettishness that was not there before.

"Understood, the upper mouth is full, but there is another one that is hungry." Qin Ze nodded: "It's because I didn't think carefully and didn't bother my concubine."

"There is always a treasure in the end of an eel's evil." Su Yu said.

All of a sudden, the two were playing in Su Yu's den, playing in the dark. Su Yu's special uniforms purchased online, one piece in rotation, one hundred and eight kinds of poses alternately displayed.

In-depth exchange of knowledge in simple terms.

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong too hastily, but the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came later.

Rouge tears, away from people drunk, when heavy, naturally people grow and hate water.

After Qin Ze gave Su Yu an injection, he fed her a few bites of lollipops.

In the end, a few paper towels wiped off the rolling water of the Yangtze River.

It was dark, and Qin Ze leaned on the wall to leave.

"System, you said I would become a Teddy, you big liar." Qin Ze burst into tears.

You lied to me, you lied to me~

My eyes are red from crying and my heart is broken~

"I didn't lie to you. Your fighting ability has already surpassed 80% of men. If you practice hard, you will be able to challenge Ritian's boss Teddy in a year or so." The system explained clearly : "After all, you are practicing the second set of radio gymnastics for elementary school students - the times are calling, and it has only been two months."

Qin Ze: "..."

He discovered a phenomenon. When the body is hollowed out, people's reactions will become sluggish, and the mind will be very tired. When looking at the mobile phone, the screen will be blurred.

The old man and Qin Ma will not come back tonight. They usually go to Zhejiang Province and will stay for two or three days. The relatives in the Shanghai stock market have finished their work. Drive back to my sister's luxurious mansion.

Qin Baobao and Wang Zijin are already at home. My sister is wearing home clothes, drinking champagne, eating snacks, and watching health programs.

Sister Zijin is mopping the floor bitterly.

As soon as Qin Ze came back, Wang Zijin burst into tears, and his sadness flowed like a river.

The nanny is on vacation these days, and the house has not been cleaned for several years.

Not to mention, my sister must be bullying sister Zijin vigorously while Qin Ze is not around.

Wang Zijin is just too arrogant, he admits the bet and admits defeat. If it were Qin Baobao, he would act like a spoiled child, dragging the baby brother back, and then hand over the work to the capable brother.

While washing the mop, Wang Zijin stretched his waist and said with a bitter face, "Oh my mother, my waist is broken."

"I feel the same way." Qin Ze has a deep understanding.

"Um?"

"I...I mean work around the house every day, and so do I."

"Then work harder, my sister will rub your waist tonight." Wang Zijin said with a smile.

In fact, he wanted Qin Ze to give him a massage, but he was thin-skinned, so let's put it another way.

After finishing the housework, Qin Ze had to help his sisters with cooking. Qin Ze was always unbalanced. He only paid without getting anything back, which was bad.

After finally finishing his meal, he slipped into Zijin's room when his sister fell asleep.

Wang Zijin lay on the bed and patted the place beside him: "Sister's waist is broken, hurry up and rub it."

"Didn't you rub it for me?"

"Massage is mutual, you help me first."

"I feel... you have been tricked."

After rubbing it for half an hour, Wang Zijin squinted his eyes comfortably.

"It's time for you."

"But I'm so comfortable, I just want to sleep."

"..."

"Or, I will reward you for sleeping with me tonight."

"Is it really possible?"

"En." Wang Zijin Xiafei's cheeks, with a weak mosquito moaning voice: "You can rub it."

Qin Ze didn't know if he heard it or not. He got into bed, put his arms around Wang Zijin's waist, and buried his face in her hair.

Wang Zijin's heart was beating fast, and he froze in Qin Ze's arms, not daring to move, afraid that his hands would fumble around in the eighteen forbidden places, that feeling of anticipation and entanglement.

Thinking about where my bottom line is, well, I definitely can’t take off my clothes, I can’t pick grapes, I can’t explore the depth, yes, this is the bottom line.

Then, she heard a snort.

snore?

Wang Zijin looked sideways, and the little red man had already entered into a sweet dream.

Wang Zijin: "..."

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