Chapter 42

Feng Lin's family situation is only a little better than Xiao LIULANG, but it's not very good, which can be seen from his daily expenses.

However, in dealing with Xiao LIULANG, he has always been unconditional and generous. Take the red paper this time. It costs almost half a tael of silver to buy a piece of red paper with dozens of articles.

He usually chews pickled vegetables and steamed bread in the Academy.

In the evening, the sky was snowing again.

Feng Lin was alone in the Academy.

He was reading a book in his bedroom. One oil lamp was not bright enough, but he was not willing to light the second one.

There was a cold wind coming from the crack in the door, which made him shiver.

He didn't burn charcoal. First, the Academy wouldn't let it burn. Second, he was reluctant to burn it.

There are four people living in this house. On weekdays, all the students are there, but they don't feel so cold. Now they are all alone. They just feel that all the cold wind is pouring into his stomach.

This is his first year in a foreign land.

He missed his parents and his sisters, but he couldn't go back.

It's far from true. It's not fake that he can save a few taels of money. Of course, what's more important is that he wants to spend all his time studying, and he doesn't want to delay a day.

His family has been handed down to him for three generations, and no second son has been born in his generation. In order to support him to study, one of his sisters married a widower to fill a house, and the other was promised to a tea merchant over 50 years old.

They put themselves in for him all their lives, and he had to work hard and return home in good clothes.

After taking a hot breath at his hand, Feng Lin wrapped his quilt tightly and continued to read.

Dong Dong!

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Strange, this time, who will come to him?

The academy is on holiday. Everyone has gone. Even the teachers have gone back for the new year. He is the only one left in the empty Academy.

"Can't it be a ghost..." he succeeded in frightening himself, his face turned white, wrapped up the quilt and said, "you... Who are you?"

"It's me."

The familiar girl's voice came from outside.

Feng Lin opened the quilt, put on his shoes and went to open the door. Seeing Gu Jiao covered with snow, he thought that he might as well go to hell!

This is a man's dormitory!

What does a woman come here to do!!!

"Why are you here? Is something wrong with brother Xiao? " In addition to this, Feng Lin could not think of any other reason. Without waiting for Gu Jiao to answer, he immediately put on a cloak and said to Gu Jiao, "where is brother Xiao?"

"At home." Gu Jiao said.

Feng Lin left the house without saying a word.

Looking at his fiery back, Gu Jiao calmly said: "no carriage."

Those who celebrate the new year are at risk, and they can't be hired.

Feng Lin thought and said, "can't you walk on your legs without a carriage? You must hurry

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

It's not her who can't walk.

Facts have proved that Feng Lin's physical strength is not as good as Gu Jiao's. along the way, Gu Jiao's face was not red and she was out of breath, but Feng Lin almost fell down several times.

When he finally got to Gu Jiao's and Xiao LIULANG's home, Feng Lin felt that his legs were no longer his own.

He tried his best to open the door and looked at it, but he was made a little silly 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. How ruddy and ruddy is his look? How sick is he?

"I'm back." Xiao LIULANG greets them.

"It's Xiao Feng. Sit down quickly!" The old lady also said hello.

Gu Xiaoshun always looks down on Feng Lin, but today he unexpectedly doesn't look down on Feng Lin.

Monk Feng Lin couldn't figure it out. He looked at Gu Jiao in a daze: "no, it's not brother Xiao, he..."

Gu Jiao said, "that's what you said, but I didn't say it."

Feng Lin

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

Feng Lin spent his first new year's Eve away from home with Gu Jiao and Xiao LIULANG. Because Gu Jiao and Gu Xiaoshun, whom he hated, were here, he thought they would not be comfortable, but it turned out to be an unexpected harmony.

Gu Jiao made dumplings according to the custom of the village, and made sweet scented osmanthus candy New Year cake according to the custom of his and Xiao LIULANG's hometown. When the taste of his hometown came to the tip of his tongue, his tears burst out.

It's not moving. It's real. It's delicious!

Ah!

Isn't this little villain a local? Why did Mao make the sweet rice cake so delicious?!

Feng Lin was tearful.

At first, he really cried because of the delicious food. Later, he recalled his missing for his hometown. He began to think about his sisters and old parents.

I don't know how they've been doing this year.

Gu Xiaoshun saw that he was crying so miserably. For the first time, he didn't choke him. He also gave him his share of sugar cake.

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

Gu Jiao lived alone in the organization on New Year's Eve in her previous life. When she grew up, she was no longer an experiment in the organization, but she just moved from the laboratory to another room, and she was still the only one.

Gu Xiaoshun used to take care of his family for the Spring Festival. There are many people in his family, but no one will notice him. For example, if he runs away tonight, he promises that no one will find out.

The old lady can't remember how she spent the past years. Anyway, she had a good time this year. He pasted the couplet in person and taught Gu Xiaoshun to cut the window flowers. As expected, it was worse than her. His heart was in balance! In addition, Jiaojiao also made an exception to let her eat five preserves, usually only to eat two.

Xiao LIULANG is very calm, he has never been a person of joy and anger, but Gu Jiao can still feel the melancholy on him.

More than usual.

Several of them stayed up until midnight.

There are only three rooms in the house. It's not easy for the old lady to be crowded with people. Gu Jiao then cleans up Xiao LIULANG's room and lets Feng Lin stay temporarily.

No matter how good the relationship between Feng Lin and Xiao LIULANG is, he doesn't know that they haven't lived together so far. He's very happy to stay.

On the night of the inn, it was the second time for them to sleep together. Gu Jiao's bed was much wider than that of the inn, and her quilt was thick enough.

New year's Eve is not off, the oil lamp on the table exudes a weak light.

Two people lie in respective bedclothes, Xiao LIULANG closed his eyes, Gu Jiao knew that he was not asleep.

"Have you had a good year?" Gu Jiao asked softly.

Without waiting for Xiao LIULANG to answer, a small slender hand reached into his quilt and grasped his cold and stiff hand.

Gu Jiao: "next year will be better."