When my grandparents got up to practice Ba Duan Jin in the morning, Fang Chi also woke up, but he didn't move. The quilt was very warm and he didn't want to move.

I turned over and pulled the quilt to cover my head and planned to be confused for a while.

But when the quilt was covered, he smelled a faint scent of coconut milk.

Sun Wenqu?

Fang Chi opened his eyes and looked at the quilt on his body in a daze.

Gray and blue stripes.

That's right, this is Sun Wenqu's quilt.

Fang Chi sat up, the sofa was too narrow, and he pushed his hands away and flipped directly to the ground.

He jumped up quickly and shook his quilt with his quilt.

Now I'm awakened from sleepiness.

How did Sun Wenqu’s quilt come from him?

Fang Chi took a look upstairs, ran to the backyard first, stood behind his grandparents, and followed them with his arms and legs moving.

"Grandpa," he whispered, "where did the quilt I covered come from?"

"I don't know," Grandpa turned his head and looked at him, "Why did you sleep on the sofa?"

"You're just snoring too beautifully," said grandma.

"I've drunk wine." Grandpa laughed.

Fang Chi chatted with his grandparents for a few words, ran back to the living room, folded Sun Wenqu's quilt, and carried him upstairs.

Sun Wenqu should have given him this quilt, so Sun Wenqu must have no cover. I don’t know when I took it down and did not sleep that night.

At this moment, he didn't care whether Sun Wenqu was making pottery or not, and knocked on the door several times, and the sound was quite loud.

"Here you come." Sun Wenqu's voice came from the room.

"Hurry up," Fang Chi knocked again, lowered his voice and said, "What's wrong with you?"

The door opened, and Sun Wenqu was wearing pajamas: "What's going on?"

"You haven't slept again?" Fang Chi entered the house and threw the quilt on the bed. The pot had been formed, and the light-colored lines were drawn on the pot. I couldn't tell what it was, but it was very beautiful. He frowned, "Didn't you sleep all night?"

"I slept too long yesterday afternoon and couldn't sleep at night," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I'm not sleepy now."

Fang Chi looked at Sun Wenqu, his face was okay, and he didn't see any red bloodshots in his eyes. He didn't say anything else, but just pinched Mr. Huang's ears squatting on the table.

Mr. Huang slapped his hand away and jumped back to the bed.

"How do you know I'm sleeping in the living room?" Fang Chi looked at Sun Wenqu.

"I'll go to the bathroom," Sun Wenqu said, "I was shocked by passing by the living room, and I was sleeping with my teeth and claws."

"...Is that?" Fang Chi scratched his head, "I think I'm pretty honest in sleeping."

"That's what you think," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I took off the quilt and felt that the temperature in the living room was much lower."

"Thank you." Fang Chi said.

"No need to thank you," Sun Wenqu yawned, "Cook a bowl of noodles."

"Well," Fang Chi nodded, and then said, "I am going to visit relatives to pay New Year's greetings today. There is no one at home at noon... What do you want to eat? I'll prepare it for you first, and I'll be back in the afternoon."

"No need to prepare," Sun Wenqu said, "I went to the county town today, and my grandfather said there was a shuttle bus today."

"County town?" Fang Chi was stunned, a little surprised, "There are only two buses today, one bus will go out in the morning and one bus will come back in the afternoon. Are you back in the afternoon?"

"I won't go back, I'll be back tomorrow," Sun Wenqu patted his shoulder, "You uncle Liangzi is here, live in the county town. Today I will be with him and come back tomorrow."

"What?" Fang Chi was completely stunned.

"You can sleep here here tonight, you don't have to sleep on the sofa." Sun Wenqu said.

"You won't come back tonight?" Fang Chi still didn't come back to his senses.

"Well," Sun Wenqu nodded, turned around and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Fang Chi couldn't say anything, and suddenly felt a little disappointed. He sat on the chair next to the table, took a pen and turned it in his hand, "Nothing."

"Don't you think it's boring to go to New Year's greetings?" Sun Wenqu smiled and reached out to pinch the hair on his head and rubbed it.

"Well, it's quite boring. I'm not very familiar with relatives, so I have nothing to say." Fang Chi sighed softly.

"I have a red envelope to get it." Sun Wenqu rubbed his hair again.

"How big can this kind of red envelope be? It's not tempting," Fang Chi smiled, "If you add one, you can't catch up with your one... How big is your red envelope?"

"You haven't counted yet, are you?" Sun Wenqu leaned against the table.

"I didn't count, I didn't have the nerve to count, I felt that there were quite a lot." Fang Chi touched the inner pocket of his jacket.

"Where are you still holding your body?" Sun Wenqu laughed.

"I kept putting it in my pocket," said Fang Chi, "I didn't change my clothes."

"It's not much, just 2666," said Sun Wenqu, "I went to the town bank to exchange the money for a long time, and my service attitude was not good at all."

"...It's too many, are you all playboys playing like this?" Fang Chi said.

"Who said that we playboys can't take it up if they don't have 5,000 yuan," Sun Wenqu knocked on the table. Mr. Huang jumped back to the table from the bed. Sun Wenqu took it and hugged it, "Just ask for a joke."

"Oh." Fang Chi nodded.

The two of them didn't say anything next, and Fang Chi was in a bad mood. He was already bored to pay New Year's greetings, but Sun Wenqu still had to go to the county town to play and would not come back tomorrow.

bother.

"Oh," Sun Wenqu kicked the chair's leg, "I'm hungry."

"Hmm?" Fang Chi raised his head, "Oh."

He stood up and turned and walked out of the room, went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

He realized that he had started boiling water. Ma Liang was coming?

"Well, he liked it here very much after he came back to play once." Sun Wenqu said while eating noodles.

"What's there to do in the cold sky?" Fang Chiting couldn't understand.

"You don't understand. The county town is more fun than the city, and it's fun to fire fire," Sun Wenqu said. "They don't go back to their parents' home this year, so it's okay to stay by themselves."

"...How many days will he come?" Fang Chi asked.

"I don't know, it's only one or two days. I'll talk to him. Anyway, he's driving, and he can run over from both sides of the county town," Sun Wenqu glanced at him, "Don't you eat?"

"Eat." Fang Chi lowered his head and pulled the noodles in his bowl, and ate a chopstick.

"When will you go back to school? Why don't you take his car back? There's no need to squeeze in with people." Sun Wenqu said again.

"...No need," said Fang Chi, "I will be in the sixth chapter of the first lunar month."

"Yes." Sun Wenqu responded.

After dinner, I helped my grandparents sort out the New Year’s goods I wanted to bring. When it was almost done, everyone in the family came over.

The relatives are mainly grandfather's elder brothers and sisters. The elderly do not have to go out, and the younger generation can just run back and forth, but grandparents also regard this as a traveler. They also think that they are older and have less time to meet each other, so they are willing to run every year to talk about their childhood. They plan to sit at home and wait for everyone to worship when their legs are not smooth in the future.

Fortunately, they lived not far away. Fang Chi went to Uncle Zhang's house to borrow a car, and drove for a while before he could get over.

"There are fewer buses during the New Year, so there are many people. Be careful," Grandma told Sun Wenqu in the backyard. "Also, when the bus is not in the usual place, you have to go out. It is not easy to walk. Why do you tell you, just..."

"I'll take him there." Fang Chi walked over and said.

"He'll leave in a while," said grandma, "you'll send him over for a breath now."

"You guys go there first, let my dad and second uncle drive. I will go there by myself after I take the canal and borrow a motorcycle." Fang Chi said very simply.

"Okay, whatever you want," Grandma patted him and walked into the house. "I used to ask you to send Fang Hui to death and never move, but now I'm quite active."

"Fang Hui is nothing." Fang Chi twitched.

"Hey, you kid," Grandma retreated and slapped him on the back, "He heard that he was going to fight."

"I can't beat me," said Fang Chi, "and swing him 309b with one hand."

"Do you hate it?" Grandma slapped him again.

When there are too many people in the family, it will be very chaotic when you go out. There is no point in your voice when you shout and say something. My dad and second uncle broke through the siege and put everything in the car first, and then pushed grandparents into the car.

"Okay, okay, get in the car!" Dad shouted.

The second uncle got a car over, and the car borrowed by Uncle Zhang, there were two cars in total, and they got on one car. The group of people shouted for a long time. Finally, Hu Ying and Fang Hui got on the same car and shouted unhappily: "I want to change a car, I want to go to my grandpa's car!"

"Let's go, drive!" Fang Yun pulled her, "I don't have to go after another change!"

The car drove away, and Fang Chi stood in the yard and felt that he finally stopped. After an hour of trouble, even the boy was so quarrel that he didn't know where to hide.

"Sun Wenqu!" Fang Chi shouted in the yard, wondering whether Sun Wenqu was upstairs or in the backyard.

"Here!" Sun Wenqu's voice came from the backyard, accompanied by the boy's screams.

Fang Chi turned around and went to the backyard, and Sun Wenqu was playing with the kid.
To be continued...