Feng Lin's family background is only a little better than Xiao Liulang, but it is really not very good. This can be seen from his daily food, clothing and expenses.

However, when it comes to Xiao Liulang, he has always been unconditionally generous. Take this red paper for example. If you buy a piece of dozens of coins or more, it will cost almost half a tael of silver.

He usually eats pickled vegetables and steamed buns in the academy.

In the evening, snow fell again in the sky.

Feng Lin stayed alone in the academy.

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

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

He didn't burn charcoal, one was that the academy would not let it burn, and the other was that he was reluctant to burn it.

There were four people living in this house. On weekdays, all classmates were there, but they didn't feel so cold. Now they were alone, and they felt that all the cold wind was pouring into his stomach alone.

This was his first year in a foreign land.

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

It is far from true, and it is not fake to save a few taels of money on travel expenses. Of course, what is more important is that he has to spend all his time studying and does not want to delay the day.

His family passed down three generations, but he did not give birth to a second son until his generation. The sisters in the family gave him a study, one married a widower to fill in the house, and the other promised him a tea dealer over fifty years old.

They have spent their entire lives in for him, and he has to work hard and return home in glory.

After venting a hot breath on his hands, Feng Lin wrapped the quilt tightly and continued to bury his head to read.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Strange, this time, who will come to him?

The academy was on holiday, everyone left, and even the Masters went back to celebrate the New Year, and he was the only one left in the empty academy.

"It's not a ghost, right..." He successfully scared himself, his face turned pale, and he wrapped himself in the quilt and said, "Who are you?"

"It's me."

A familiar girl's voice came from outside the house.

Feng Lin lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and walked over to open the door. When he saw Gu Jiao covered in wind and snow, he thought to himself that he might as well be a ghost!

This is the men's dormitory!

What is she a woman coming here for?!!!

"Why are you here? Did something happen to Brother Xiao?" Feng Lin could not think of any other reason except this. 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 anxious back, Gu Jiao said calmly: "There is no carriage."

During the Chinese New Year, there is a risk again, and even ox, horse and carriage cannot be hired.

Feng Lin said without thinking: "Can't you use your legs without a carriage? Hurry up!"

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

It’s not her who can’t walk.

Facts have proved that Feng Lin's physical strength is really not as strong as Gu Jiao. Along the way, Gu Jiao's face was not blushing or breathing, but Feng Lin almost fell down several times.

When he finally arrived at Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang's home, Feng Lin felt that his legs were no longer his.

He used his last bit of strength to push open the door, looked closely, but was stunned by the scene inside.

I saw Xiao Liulang sitting on a chair in the main hall, watching the old lady teach Gu Xiaoshun to cut window flowers. How rosy and rosy to look like he was?

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

"It's Xiao Feng here, sit down!" The old lady also greeted her.

Gu Xiaoshun always disliked Feng Lin, but today he unexpectedly did not roll his eyes on Feng Lin.

Monk Feng Lin was confused and he looked at Gu Jiao blankly: "No, it's not Brother Xiao..."

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

Feng Lin: “…”

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

Feng Lin spent the first New Year's Eve of leaving his hometown at Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang. Because he hated Gu Jiao and Gu Xiaoshun were there, he thought he would be uncomfortable, but it turned out to be unexpectedly harmonious.

Gu Jiao made dumplings according to the customs in the village, and also made osmanthus candy rice cakes according to the customs of his and Xiao Liulang's hometown. When the smell of his hometown surged on his tongue, tears suddenly burst out.

Not moved, it’s really delicious!

ah!

Isn’t this little villain a local? Isn’t this little evil woman made the sugar rice cake so fragrant?!

Feng Lin was crying when he ate.

At first, he was really delicious and cried, but later he was filled with longing for his hometown. He began to think about his sisters and his elderly parents.

I don’t know how they were doing this year when they were not at home.

Seeing that he was crying so badly, Gu Xiaoshun didn't choke him for the first time, and even gave him his sugar rice cake.

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

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

Gu Xiaoshun used to celebrate the New Year with the Gu family, but there were many people in the Gu family, but no one would notice him. For example, when he ran away tonight, he promised that no one would find out.

The old lady didn't remember how the New Year was in the past. She had a very happy New Year anyway. She posted a couplet herself and taught Gu Xiaoshun that stupid man to cut the window flowers. It was indeed worse than hers, and she felt immediately balanced! In addition, Jiaojiao also made an exception and asked her to eat five candied fruits, which were only given two.

Xiao Liulang was very calm. He was never a person who showed joy and anger, but Gu Jiao could still feel the melancholy vaguely emanating from his body.

More than usual.

Several people stayed up until midnight.

There are only three rooms in the house, so it is not easy to feel aggrieved by the old lady and crowded with others. Gu Jiao then cleaned up Xiao Liulang's house and let Feng Lin live temporarily.

No matter how good Feng Lin and Xiao Liulang have a relationship, they don’t know that the couple has never had a room together yet, so he moved in very readily.

Including the night at the inn, this was the second time the two of them had fallen asleep together. Gu Jiao's bed was much spacious than the inn, and the quilt was thicker.

The lights are not turned off on New Year's Eve, and the oil lamps on the table emit a faint light.

The two were lying in their respective beds. Xiao Liulang closed his eyes, and Gu Jiao knew that he was not asleep.

"Is this New Year a good time?" Gu Jiao asked softly.

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

Gu Jiao: "Next year will be better."

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The subtext is: I will live with you next year!!!
Chapter completed!