"Squeak squeak squeak." Xiaobai was excited, did the human next to Benbai have any sourness? A change of face was like flipping a book.
"Go, go to the side."
"Squeak squeak squeak." See, another change of face.
And the man called boss, squinting a pair of triangular eyes, swayed to the center of the screen.
At this moment, he carefully examined the ancient costume girl on the screen.
The girl was not overwhelmingly beautiful, but her delicate features and natural temperament immediately brought to mind a word: graceful and intelligent.
Fu Xinci disliked that person's stare, especially his triangular eyes.
Fu Xinci was not someone who would wrong herself, nor would she tolerate someone who made her feel like she had swallowed a fly.
As the screen suddenly went black, the girl in ancient costume also disappeared from everyone's sight.
"What's going on? We haven't traded for food yet."
At this moment, everyone present was shocked, especially the boss.
"How dare she, how dare she."
The man was angry, wishing he could smash the screen in front of him, but he dared not.
The city was short of food, and in the freezing cold, they didn't know where to find it. The girl on the screen was now their benefactor.
The man regretted it now, he shouldn't have revealed his vulgar little thoughts.
"Squeak squeak squeak." Benbai was angry, digging out his eyeballs.
Fu Xinci felt disgusted, wishing she could gouge out that scoundrel's eyes.
But before she could express herself, Xiaobai was already digging out eyeballs.
Heh, this could be considered a telepathic connection.
With Xiaobai's shared indignation, Fu Xinci's mood brightened.
She would trade food with humans, but not with non-humans.
Thinking this, Fu Xinci took Xiaobai out of the space.
"Squeak squeak squeak." Benbai wants to stay here.
"Why?"
"Squeak squeak squeak." The external shocks disturbed Benbai's sleep.
Fu Xinci understood Xiaobai's feelings when she thought of the firecrackers outside.
"Alright, you stay in the space and continue to hibernate."
"Squeak."
Fu Xinci watched Xiaobai lie on her bed, looking very comfortable, and resignedly exited the space.
It was time to accompany her parents to wish her grandfather and maternal grandparents a Happy New Year.
The Meng family's courtyard was more lively than in previous years. Grandpa Meng couldn't help but sigh to Father Fang, "New Year is about people, it's lively when there are many people."
"Yes," Father Fang also felt deeply. "In the past few years in Qingzhou, I always felt something was missing during the New Year, and I couldn't be happy."
"Now it looks better, right?"
"Mm."
The two old men sat on the kang, chatting happily, while outside the window, several children in the courtyard were playing happily in their new clothes.
"Brother, I want to play football with you tomorrow." Ning'er stared intently at the ball in his brother's hand.
"No, you're still too young. The kids who play with us are all older. It would be bad if you got bumped."
Ning'er was unhappy to be called young by his brother and argued, "I'm not small anymore. Mother said I'm another year older after the New Year. After the first lunar month, I can officially go to school with Father."
"That's true, but football is not allowed." Yu'er also cherished the leather ball his sister found for him. He didn't know about other places, but at least in Qingxi Town, the ball his sister gave him was unique.
Ning'er wanted to cry. He also wanted to play football with his brother, but his brother just disliked his short legs.
What to do!
Visitors came and went, and the brothers' unspoken arguments hadn't ended.
Later, Uncle Qi arrived, and Ning'er happily followed Uncle Qi into the room.
"Uncle Meng, Uncle Fang, Happy New Year."
"Good, good. It's cold outside, quickly take off your boots and get on the kang."
"Yes." Qi Yuanshan paid his respects to the two elders, then took off his boots and sat opposite the kang table.
Grandpa Meng understood Qi Yuanshan's temperament. Seeing his demeanor, he knew he had something to say.
As expected, after Qi Yuanshan sat down, he discussed important matters with the elders.
"Uncle Meng, Xiao He will be seventeen after the New Year. I, your nephew, am thinking of building a small courtyard for him when the weather warms up, for his future marriage."
Grandpa Meng: He and his son had also discussed this matter in secret, after all, their granddaughter would be fifteen after the New Year.
At this time, girls got married early, and some even married before they were fifteen.
Qi Yuanshan bringing it up today was also a sign of respect for them.
Since Qi Yuanshan had taken the lead, Grandpa Meng also expressed his thoughts.
"Where does Yuan Shan want to build this courtyard?"
"I, your nephew, can't decide, so I came to discuss it with Uncle Meng."
"My old brain is no longer useful. I'll call Yu'er and Xiao He over later. More people means more ideas. Moreover, this courtyard will be for Xiao He to live in, and he must like it."
"Yes, Uncle Meng is right."
Ning'er was very obedient. Seeing that his grandfather and Uncle Qi mentioned his father, he immediately went out to call his father.
Qi Hetian had just returned from the seaside at dawn. He slept in after breakfast.
Knowing that his father had arrived, he washed his face with cold water and appeared before everyone with renewed spirit.
"Father, you're here."
"Mm."
Qi Yuanshan looked at his tall and handsome son, who was already of marriageable age, and a sense of paternal pride arose.
The Meng family father and son, as well as Father Fang, all had their eyes fixed on Qi He.
Especially Fu Yu, the old father-in-law's intentions were well known.
Qi He's thick skin had already been honed under the elders' attention. If not impenetrable, a few more glances from the elders would certainly not make him blush.
"Xiao He, sit down too." Grandpa Meng spoke first. He repeated Qi Yuanshan's words to Fu Yu and Qi He.
Finally, he mainly asked Qi He, "Xiao He, where do you want to build this courtyard?"
Actually, Qi He already had a place in mind, and seeing Grandpa Meng ask, he wanted to say it.
But he thought that Sister Fu didn't know his thoughts yet, so he wanted to discuss it with her first.
It would be even better if Sister Fu liked it. If Sister Fu had a more preferred place, he would definitely listen to Sister Fu.
Everyone in the room was experienced. Seeing the young man smile without speaking, they all understood what was going on.
Qi Yuanshan was enlightened. He immediately instructed his son, "You can also ask Xinci. Xinci is sensible."
There was no need to be coy with his own father. Qi He said "Mm" and ran out.
It's good to be tall and have long legs. Even running is a captivating sight.
Ning'er: He envied his brother-in-law's long legs.
Fu Xinci was sitting by the window, talking to Chunyu, and heard footsteps, knowing it was Qi He.