Xia Mi stood under the eaves, stretched out, and his cloak accidentally slipped off his body, exposing some of the white and tender skin on his shoulders.
It was still dark, the sun had not even risen, and she was woken up by the sound outside.
"Xia Mi, Xia Mi, come out and watch me play with a gun. I feel uncomfortable practicing boxing these days, but I still feel better playing with a gun."
"Neuropathy!"
Xia Mi stood under the eaves and rolled her eyes, looking at this fool who kept talking about trains and refused to let her sleep.
"Hey! I have such a bad temper." Xuan Hao pinched Xia Mi's face gently: "Who are you calling crazy?"
"You're crazy!" Xia Mi slapped his trotter away angrily.
"I don't have the same experience as you." Xuan Hao picked up the black spear leaning against the corner, which was a bit more powerful than him, put it on his shoulder and walked into the yard.
Although it has gradually warmed up, the weather is still very cold, and the clouds in the sky are gradually dyed with morning glow, and they are dimly lit.
Xuan Haoheng stood quietly in the yard holding a spear, his long hair tied into a ponytail, blowing in the cold wind.
Practicing martial arts is like studying. If you don't review it for a long time, you will forget it. Although he hasn't touched the spear for a few days, he felt a little raw when he touched it today.
Or maybe it's because the calluses on my hands from recent boxing have affected the feel.
When it comes to practicing boxing, it’s so painful that it’s hard to describe in words, so I might as well not talk about it.
"Whoosh!"
The spear dragged out a large shadow in an instant, and the sharp blades filled the sky were more powerful than before. Perhaps because of his boxing practice, his strength became stronger again.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
The spear, which is as tall as a person, dances around Xuan Hao, blowing in the wind, forming a graceful arc like a barrier.
The snow that has not yet melted on the ground was swept up and flying messily. The spear was swung cleanly, cutting away the flying snow and tearing the breeze.
Xia Mi sat there, staring blankly at Xuan Hao. At this time, she was still wearing the clothes she wore when sleeping. The cloak she wore to keep warm was rolled up, and her long hair was flying. This human being
, what exactly do you want to do?
"Are you fascinated by this handsome guy? Do you think I'm awesome?" Xuan Hao looked at Xia Mi in a daze, stopped the gun dance, and said with a smile.
"If it's not a gun, it's just a fist. You're so ugly." Xia Mi's face was filled with disgust. She really did.
…
Peaceful days are always beautiful, but also very short. Time flies by so fast that it feels like there has never been such a beautiful time.
The end of the year is here in a blink of an eye, and the New Year will be here soon. Although in this turbulent era, the usually dull city has also added a little bit of vitality. There must be something to look forward to in order for things to get better.
"Celebrating the New Year? It seems that we haven't celebrated the New Year together yet. What would it be like to celebrate the New Year together?" Xia Mi looked at the people outside and the red lanterns hung up one after another.
"Oh?" Xuan Hao tilted his head, "Chinese New Year, Chinese New Year is the scene of family reunion...family..."
Xuanhao was in a trance as he spoke.
In his memory, the Spring Festival has always been beautiful, with lights and colorful decorations on the streets and alleys, and people laughing and rejoicing. Especially on New Year's Eve, colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky in various shapes, lighting up the sky.
It was so wonderful for his family to sit around the old house in the small town, eat New Year's Eve dinner and enjoy the fireworks. It was like this until he was eighteen years old.
"I haven't had it for more than ten years either..."
"Huh?" Xia Mi was a little confused. Does it mean that you have never lived for more than ten years? This guy turned out to be an orphan? How pitiful.
"Don't you have any family?" Xia Mi asked.
"There used to be...but now, it's gone..." Xuan Hao looked at the sky in a daze.
"And you?"
"Me? I'm lucky enough to have an older brother. Although it's a pity that he's a fool, he always calls me sister." Xia Mi said, with a rare genuine smile on his face.
Xuan Hao was stunned when he saw Xia Mi's smile.
"Well, I used to have a sister too. She was very beautiful, very cute, and much better behaved than you~"
"Humph, are you showing off?" Xia Mi snorted: "How could there be someone cuter than Xia Mi in the world!"
"Yes, yes, no, no..." Xuan Hao said perfunctorily.
"You are perfunctory with me!" Xia Mi pursed his lips.
"Hahahaha, no, really not..." Xuan Hao looked at Xia Mi. He knew that this girl did this on purpose, and suddenly felt that this girl was so cute.
But he was telling the truth. There was indeed no one more beautiful than her in this world, at least now, he had not seen her.
"Cough, cough!"
"Sorry to disturb you," Li Shuwen appeared out of nowhere.
At this time, his hands were full of lanterns: "Good disciple, please help hang up the lantern for me."
"Huh?" Old man, don't you know how to look at the atmosphere? You can't hang it yourself? Xuanhao is speechless. I have to hang up a lantern and I have to do it myself. What's the use of you?
"We have been together for so long, we can be considered a family. Let's get through this year." Li Shuwen smiled and handed over the lantern in his hand and put it into the hands of Xuan Hao and Xia Mi.
"Okay..." Xuan Hao took the lantern.
Xia Mi also stared blankly at the lantern in his hand, celebrating the New Year? Woohoo, no, this is not the point, a family?
…
At night.
"Is it delicious?" Xuan Hao looked at Xia Mi, who had his head lowered, and asked with a sly smile.
"Well, well, it's delicious. I've never tasted this before." Xia Mi puffed out his cheeks and chewed: "Well, I didn't notice that you can also cook~"
"That's necessary. How about it? Is it awesome?" Xuan Hao held a spatula in his hand.
"Awesome, awesome, awesome..." Xia Mi only had delicious food in his eyes, his mouth kept bulging, and his tone was all perfunctory, "Okay, okay, the food is ready, you have no use value anymore, step back."
.
Xuan Hao was preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner in front of the earthen stove, but he accidentally attracted a greedy little cat.
He can cook. After his parents left, he was the one who took care of his sister. After all, his sister's craftsmanship is beyond words.
In this turbulent era, oil and salt are very precious things, and only during the Spring Festival are they willing to put more of them, and few people can take the time to study how to make delicious rice, so even if his skills have deteriorated,
It's just barely okay, and what's more, what he cooks is Sichuan cuisine from his hometown. Very few people in the north have eaten it, so of course it will feel fresh.
"Let's eat~" Xia Mi licked her lips and walked to the dining table with Xuan Hao carrying stacks of plates filled with vegetables.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, okay." Li Shuwen looked at the two little guys in front of him and showed a happy smile.
The three of them sat together, chatting and laughing while eating the New Year's Eve dinner.
Outside the window, in the originally dull city, thousands of houses were lit up with rare lights, and lanterns were hung in front of the houses.
The sound of "cracking" firecrackers sounded, and there were night lanterns hanging in the sky next to the moon...