My Sister is a Big Star

  Zhe Province, Xujia Town.

  Xujia Town was developed from a clan gathering place, one or two hundred years forward, Xu's surname may be the same ancestor. After several changes, the size of the town has expanded, but the surname Xu still accounts for the majority.

  Xujia Town is not a big town, let alone wealthy. It is located in hills, backed by green mountains, and outside the town is a rolling field. Because it is a bit away from the national highway, I did not catch up with the development of the car. The next few towns were poorer than Xujia Town. In the past ten years, there were many factories and countless migrants, supermarkets, shops, Internet cafes, KTV, and everything.

  The locals can live a prosperous life even if they rent out their houses. A dozen kilometers away is a different life.

  Fate!

   Half of the people in Xujia Town are still farming. But here, many people have also gone out. Some have made a fortune in the field and will not come back. Some have returned to their hometowns and built large villas in the town.

  Xu Lan’s family was very successful that year. They moved to the Shanghai stock market, followed by their registered permanent residence, and took root in the Shanghai stock market. Except for the older generation, the young people now don't remember Qin Ma's family anymore.

  Every Spring Festival, Qin’s mother will come back to pay New Year greetings to some uncles. In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer old people.

  I will return to Xujiazhen again this year. The atmosphere is completely different. Not to mention the gentleness of the older generation, some younger generations who have not met a few people also gather together, or rushed over from the town or from a nearby village.

  This year, there is a legend circulating in Xujiazhen.

  Anyone who has a little affair with Xu Lan will say, "Do you know Baby Qin?"

"knowledge!"

  "Do you know Qin Ze?"

"knowledge!"

   "It belongs to my aunt's house, it's my relative."

  ...

  "It is the daughter and son of my second uncle’s daughter."

  ...

  "It is the daughter and son of my aunt's daughter."

  ...

  Bel has face, whether it is a top-line celebrity, Qin Baobao who is the queen of traffic, or Qin Ze, the top gunner and stock **** in the music industry, there are basically no young people who don’t know them.

  The gifts that Qin’s mother and her father bought from the supermarket in the town were given to each family. They didn’t rush, and they didn’t have a family. They stayed and chatted with the old man, and then sent red envelopes to the juniors. The gifts were not heavy, but the red envelopes were full of weight.

  It said Qin Ze and Bao Bao’s thoughts, but it was actually Qin’s mother and father’s own money. Bao Bao Qin and Qin Ze often came back to pay New Year's greetings when they were young, and almost never came to them when they were adults.

  In previous years, it didn’t matter. This year, there were old people sighing and complaining, saying that they would come back anyway. Although they were outside, this is the root after all.

  In fact, Xu Jiazhen is the root of Qin's mother, and has nothing to do with Qin Baobao and Qin Ze, but Qin's mother smiled and said that this year's things are busy and she can't spare time.

  Supper stayed at Qin Ma’s second uncle’s house for dinner. An old man of more than ninety years lived alone. His son moved to the city, and he would only come back to visit him during the holidays. This year the old man's son went to his wife's house to celebrate the New Year, and he was left alone.

   Knocked on the door of the loess house, the old man stood trembling in the threshold, with an old face in the ravine, his eyes were still clear, and his voice trembled: "Xiao Lan?"

  It's not because of joy that I cried, I was emotional, it was purely because I was getting older and my voice was trembling.

   "Uncle, I'm back to see you." Qin Ma helped him into the house.

   "Count the time, you should come too." The old man walked slowly to the table and sat down, "You will come to see me too."

   "Because my uncle often picked fruits for me when I was young." Qin Ma said with a smile.

  Qin’s mother was cooking at noon, and the old man and the old man sat and chatted by the threshold. The so-called chat is the unilateral chatter of the old man. The old man can understand Mandarin, but he can't speak it. The old man didn't understand the dialect.

  The meal is relatively light, laid out on a small dark table, two vegetarians, one meat and one soup.

  After eating, the old man asked vaguely: "Why don't your two children come?"

   "I'm busy with work." Qin Ma said.

  "The son is called Aze, right?" The old man laughed, his face full of wrinkles, "Xu Guang is very skinny and handsome, your son is more like the grandson of the old scalper's family."

  The old man ate silently, unable to understand.

  Qin's mother frowned slightly and gave a vaguely perfunctory "um".

  In the afternoon, they left Xujia Town along the wide road, walked out 100 meters, and turned into a rugged mountain road with black fields on both sides and a white Chenghuang Temple in the distance, not big.

  Go through the Chenghuang Temple and walk in for another ten minutes to reach the cemetery of Xujiazhen.

  The cemetery is surrounded by a tea forest. The waist-high tea trees stretch to the end of the line of sight. In the distance, there are undulating mountains. The real Shili Tea Forest is a rare greenery in winter.

  The sun is warm and the air is cold.

  Qin Ma stood in front of a tombstone, silent for a long time.

  The old man lights candles, incense, and paper money.

   Lying in the tomb is a woman of the same age as Qin Ma. She is her childhood sister and best playmate.

   In Xujia Town, there are memories of Qin’s childhood, and her girlfriends who love sisters are also buried.

  Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, the two girls who ran barefoot in the black ridge back then, one lay in the cemetery and the other into middle age.

  In my memory, the brilliant sun, the blue sky, the mottled halo under the shadow of the tree, and the clear cry of the birds, are as clear as yesterday.

  Qin’s mother was holding the incense, talking to herself in front of the tomb, only her mouth moved, but no sound was heard.

  She talked for a long, long time, as if the opposite was not a grave, but her living girlfriend: Xu Ru.

  The old man was watching, going back to Xujiazhen every year, going to the grave was an indispensable thing, he was used to it.

After Qin’s mother finally finished speaking, the father set off a string of firecrackers and a bucket of fireworks, and the two of them left.

On the way back from the original road, Qin Ma met a man in a suit and leather shoes, holding a bunch of yellow and white interlaced flowers that did not match Xu Jiazhen.

  He stood on the side of the road with a complicated expression.

  Qin Ma paused slightly, then stepped away calmly, passing by without expression.

   is like a stranger.

  She and the old man walked away gradually, and the man turned around and stared at their distant back.

  Blue sky, tea forest, picturesque.

  Xu Yao stood in this painting, lost consciousness for a long time.

  ...

  Leaving Su Yu’s grandmother’s house in the afternoon, she did not want to invite her mother to sit down, nor did she have the thought of going out alone to have a family dinner at night.

  She took Qin Ze's arm, drove, and left.

  To this day, the lonely boat in my heart finally has a harbor to anchor.

  Su Yu can calmly give up some of the indispensable feelings of others, and abandon the tangled and sad past.

  Qin Ze drank, leaned in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest.

  Su Yu concentrated on driving, and the car was speeding on the elevated. She smiled and said, "My husband, I'm hungry."

   "Isn't it just finished eating." Qin Ze wondered.

   "But I'm still hungry." Su Yu blinked.

  She is already at the age of a young woman, and now she is really a young woman, with smiles and smiles, with a coquettishness that was not there in the past.

   "Understood," Qin Ze nodded, "It's a widow who didn't think about it well and didn't bother to love his concubine."

  "Good and evil will eventually be rewarded." Su Yu said.

  At the end of the day, the two played in Su Yu’s den.

  The sky was dark, Qin Ze helped the wall to leave.

   "System, you said that I would become Teddy, you big liar." Qin Ze burst into tears.

   lied to me, all lied to me~

   My eyes are red from crying, and my heart is broken~

"I didn't lie to you. Your fighting ability has surpassed 80% of men at present. If you practice hard and for a year or a half, you can challenge the daily boss Teddy." The system has a clear explanation. : "After all, you practice the second set of broadcast gymnastics for elementary school students-the times are calling, it's only two months."

  Qin Ze: "..."

  He discovered a phenomenon. When the body is hollowed out, people's reactions become sluggish, and the brain is very tired. When looking at the mobile phone, the screen is all spent.

The old man and Qin’s mother won’t come back tonight. They usually go to Zhejiang Province. They will stay for two or three days. The relatives on the Shanghai stock market have all left. Qin Ze doesn’t have any good friends and teachers to pay New Year’s greetings, so he directly Drive back to my sister's luxurious mansion.

  Baby Qin and Wang Zijin are already at home. The sister is wearing home clothes, driving champagne, eating snacks, and watching health programs.

   Zijin sister, mopping the floor bitterly.

  As soon as Qin Ze came back, Wang Zijin's eyes burst into tears, and his sorrow flowed upstream.

  Nanny has been on vacation these few days, and the house hygiene has not been cleaned for several years.

  I didn’t say anything, my sister must take advantage of Qin Ze’s absence to bully sister Zijin.

  Wang Zijin is too arrogant. He admits to losing his gambling. If he changes to Baby Qin, he will act coquettishly and drag him until the baby brother comes back, and then hand over the work to his able brother.

  While washing the mop, Wang Ziyan stretched out his waist and said with a bitter face: "Oh, mom, my old lady's waist was broken."

   "Same feeling." Qin Ze has a deep understanding.

"Ok?"

   "I...I mean doing housework every day, and so do I."

   "Then you work hard, my sister will rub your waist at night." Wang Ziyan said with a smile.

  In fact, he wanted Qin Ze to massage himself, but his face was thin, so another way of saying it.

  After finishing the housework and helping the sisters to cook, Qin Ze is always imbalanced, only paying without reward, and disheartening.

  Finally finished the meal, and when his sister fell asleep, he slipped into sister Zijin’s room.

   Wang Ziyan lay on the bed and patted the place beside him: "Sister's waist is broken, hurry up, rub it."

   "Didn't you rub it for me?"

  "Whether the massage is mutual, please help me first."

   "It feels like...you have gotten your way."

  It takes half an hour to knead, and Wang Ziyan squinted comfortably.

   "It's time to change you."

   "But I'm so comfortable, I just want to sleep."

  "..."

  "Or, reward you for sleeping with me tonight."

"Really can?"

   "Yeah." Wang Xiafei's cheeks, faint mosquito voice: "You can rub it."

  Qin Ze didn't know if he heard him, he got into the bed, put his arms around Wang Ziyan's waist, and buried his face in her hair.

  The prince's heart was beating fast, he froze in Qin Ze's arms, dared not to move, fearing that his hands would touch the place of the eighteenth forbidden place, the feeling of expectation and entanglement.

  Thinking about where my bottom line is, um, you must not take off your clothes, and you can’t mess around with the forbidden area. Yes, this is the bottom line.

   Then, she heard the snoring.

snore?

  The prince looked sideways, and the little **** had already entered his dream sweetly.

  Prince Yan: "..."

  Asi, this salted fish.