Fang Qiuyan never looked at Lu Jingsong from beginning to end.

Firstly, she knew that he hated her, and Fang Qiuyan didn't want to make everyone unhappy during the New Year.

It turned out that to her, he was actually just a stranger with the title of her husband.

Unless necessary, she would not complain in front of him.

The three of them finished their New Year's Eve dinner while chatting casually.

It was Fang Qiuyan who talked to Douhua.

Lu Jingsong occasionally wanted to interrupt and say a few words to Douhua, but she only responded with "um" and "oh".

Lu Jingsong was frustrated.

Douhua finally finished his meal and couldn't wait to jump off the chair.

"Mom, I want to play firecrackers with my brothers and sisters."

When talking about firecrackers, Douhua's eyes lit up and she no longer had the timidity she had when facing Lu Jingsong.

Lu Jingsong felt a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly he thought of something and took out a red envelope from his pocket.

"Douhua, this is the New Year's money your dad gave you."

Douhua was stunned again when he saw the red envelope handed to him.

After she reacted, she looked at Fang Qiuyan somewhat helplessly.

Fang Qiuyan squatted beside her, touched her head, and encouraged her: "This is the New Year's money your father gave you. Please accept it. Remember to say thank you to your father and wish you good luck and prosperity."

Hearing this, Douhua slowly stretched out his hand and took the red envelope from Lu Jingsong.

"Thank you...thank you dad...dad...congratulations...congratulations on your prosperity..."

He spoke haltingly and almost lost his tongue.

But when Lu Jingsong heard her call him dad for the first time, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It was as if something had taken root inside.

Looking at the little guy in front of me whose features are similar to mine, an indescribable tenderness wells up in my heart.

"Do you want to set off firecrackers? Daddy will take you there, okay?"

For fear of scaring her, Lu Jingsong spoke in a low voice.

After hearing this, Douhua subconsciously looked at Fang Qiuyan.

His face still had that helpless and pitiful look.

Fang Qiuyan was naturally happy to see Lu Jingsong's attempt to get close to Douhua.

"Don't you want to set off firecrackers, Douhua? Your dad is amazing and can set off a lot of interesting firecrackers. Don't you want to watch?"

Hearing that his father could also set off a lot of awesome firecrackers, Douhua's eyes lit up, and he looked at Lu Jingsong with anticipation on his face.

"think!"

She said this with some excitement, and then left with Lu Jingsong eager to try.

Just as he took a small step forward, he was stopped by Fang Qiuyan.

"Not yet, you need to take a shower first before you can go out and play."

After all, today is New Year's Day, so take a shower early.

Douhua was also well behaved. When she heard that 놚 was going to take a shower, she hurried back to the room to get her clothes.

The child left, and there was another strange couple left in the kitchen.

Facing Lu Jingsong, Fang Qiuyan has become increasingly calm.

No more stuttering.

"Can you wait a moment?"

She asked in a calm tone.

Lu Jingsong gradually got used to her changes.

Hearing this, he nodded.

"Um."

Still a stingy one-word response.

Fang Qiuyan didn't take it to heart. She filled a bucket of water for the tofu pudding and took it to the shower room.

After Douhua found the clothes, she carefully washed her hair and gave her a bath.

Finally, she changed into the new clothes that I had made for her when she was back home.

Although they were said to be new clothes, they were actually altered from her old clothes.

Although there are no patches on the fabric, you can still tell that the fabric is old.

Douhua didn't mind. She was very happy wearing her "new clothes".

He opened his arms and turned around in front of Fang Qiuyan.

"Mom, does it look good?"

Of course, it was good-looking. After all, they lived such a difficult life that they even had to make their clothes two sizes bigger.

I’m afraid if it’s too small it won’t fit me next year.

Looking at the half-new and oversized clothes she was wearing, Fang Qiuyan felt a little sad.

But she still smiled and nodded.

"The bean curd is so pretty, it looks good on anything."

Wanchun said that if you encourage children more, they will be braver and more confident.

Fang Qiuyan felt that everything she said was right, and she did it without any hesitation.

Sure enough, Douhua smiled happily after hearing her praise.

Lu Jingsong, who was standing in the yard, saw Douhua wearing a "New Year outfit" that was obviously made from old clothes, with a very satisfied look on her face. In an instant, the little bits of guilt in his heart finally gathered into a vast ocean and almost drowned him.

What on earth was he doing? How could he allow his own flesh and blood to live such a miserable life?

Douhua had no idea of ​​her father’s worries, so she ran towards him happily wearing her “new clothes”.

"Dad... Dad... Are you still setting off firecrackers?"

Walking up to Lu Jingsong, Douhua looked up at him.

Lu Jingsong looked at the tofu pudding with its sleeves and trouser legs folded in half, and he didn't know what to feel.

His lips moved, and finally, he said in a somewhat dry voice: "Let it go."

The two girls went out, leaving Fang Qiuyan alone at home.

She quickly cleared the dishes and looked at her face. It seemed a little too dry.

Taking advantage of this time, she hurried back to the house to review the contents of Lin Wanchun's two lessons.

Lin Wanchun gave her a storybook.

She knew many of the words in the storybook, and for the few she didn't know, she looked them up in the dictionary, wrote them down, and practiced them.

Just by looking up the dictionary while reading, she was able to slowly understand the story of the book.

Fang Qiuyan read those stories eagerly. She didn't know how much time had passed until the screen became so dark that she could no longer see the words on the screen. She got up and went to take a shower.

Xiao Douhua had her old clothes transformed into "New Year outfits", but she had nothing of her own.

During the Chinese New Year, she was still wearing the same two pieces of clothing that she changed over and over every day and that had been patched up a lot.

After taking a shower and washing her hair, Fang Qiuyan dried the water from her hair and went back into the house.

After entering the house, she fumbled in the cupboard and took out the skin cream and body lotion that Lin Wanchun had given her.

Fang Qiuyan was used to being frugal in her life, and there was no electricity in her hometown in the countryside, so she usually didn't turn on the lights in her room when she came to the family compound for such a long time.

After opening the skin care product, she began to apply it in the dark, relying on the dim light from the window.

After wiping her face, she skillfully took off her clothes, scooped out a large amount of lotion, and rubbed it all over her body.

I have to say, this skin care product is really amazing.

After using it for a few seconds, she felt her skin became much smoother.

The visible effects also made Fang Qiuyan more active in using it.

After carefully applying lotion all over her body, she prepared to put on her clothes.

But at this moment, there was a creaking sound from the door.

"who!"

Fang Qiuyan shouted loudly, and quickly picked up the clothes on the bed to cover herself.

But it's still too late.

Although the room was dark, there was still a faint light coming through the window.

Even if there is only a tiny bit of light, everything that should be seen and shouldn't be seen is still completely exposed in front of the visitor!