The next morning.
Fu Xiao, who was awakened by the sound of firecrackers, opened his eyes dazedly and noticed that he was lying not in his room but in the living room, wearing Shen Xingzhou's coat.
Oh, yes, last night was New Year’s Eve, they agreed to stay up together.
We chatted until the early morning, and she fell asleep at some point.
Yi Ning, who was lying on the armrest of the sofa opposite, was also awakened by the sound of firecrackers. He opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes, and asked sleepily, "Xiao Xiao, what time is it?"
"I don't know, but it's not daybreak yet,"
The aroma of dumplings is already wafting from the kitchen.
Fu Xiao stood up from the sofa, followed the sound of firecrackers, walked out of the living room, and came to the outside of the yard. It was Lian Yi and others who lit the firecrackers.
She smiled helplessly: "Is it necessary to eat so early?"
Shen Xingzhou, wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a cooking apron, walked out of the kitchen. He smiled slightly, looking like a nobleman who was suitable for family life.
He stood next to Fu Xiao, "Are you cold?"
As he spoke, he handed over the thing in his hand. Fu Xiao saw the roasted sweet potato in his hand and was a little surprised: "Where did you get it?"
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "I made it myself, try it."
"Okay, thank you."
At this time, Lian Yi and others also walked over from the yard with a smile. Seeing the roasted sweet potato in her hand, Mu Lianshen's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything and pushed her into the living room.
The dumplings were served, one bowl for each person. After eating, Lian Yi and Lian Nian went to visit the Lian family.
Pay New Year's greetings to the elders of the Lian family and worship the ancestors.
Although they usually have a bad relationship, as long as they don't fall out, they will show proper courtesy.
For many families in Hong Kong, the rules for celebrating the New Year and other festivals are even stricter than those in the inland areas.
After a sleepless night, Lian Nian looked a little tired and his voice was a little hoarse: "Lian Shen, you guys should go back to sleep. We will be back soon."
Mu Lianshen nodded, "Okay, drive slowly on the road."
Lian Yi followed him with an unhappy look on his face. What annoyed him most during every Chinese New Year was going to the Lian family and having to kneel for a long time.
If it weren't for the fact that the person kneeling was indeed his ancestor, he really wanted to quit.
Mu Lianshen looked at Shen Xingzhou, "You're not going back?"
Shen Xingzhou smiled and said, “I need to go back, Uncle Mu, then I’ll leave first.”
He glanced at Fu Xiao who was sitting on the sofa and talking to Yi Ning, picked up his coat beside him, turned around and walked out of the villa.
Mu Lianshen came and sat down next to Fu Xiao, and said softly: "An An, go back and have a good sleep."
Fu Xiao leaned in close to him and sniffed, wrinkling his nose and said, "You drank a lot yesterday,"
He patted her head and said, "I didn't drink too much. We were just chatting."
She stood up with a look of disbelief and handed him a hangover pill from the table in the living room. "Take one and take a rest for a while."
Mu Lianshen reached out to take it, poured out a pill for himself, and handed the bottle to Zhai Jiu.
After finishing his meal, he pinched his brows and said, "Dad will go upstairs first, you should go back to your room quickly."
"Yeah, don't worry,"
After Mu Lianshen and Zhai Jiu went upstairs, Fu Xiao and Yi Ning also returned to their respective rooms to rest.
Leaving Yi An alone to guard the house.
When Fu Xiao opened her eyes again, it was already around ten o'clock in the morning. Mu Lianshen and Zhai Jiu, who had been drinking, were still asleep. She went downstairs and found Yi An was the only one in the living room.
Waving her hand for Yi An to go upstairs and have a rest, she went to the kitchen to wash some fruit, then brought it to the lounge chair in the small garden and sat down.
The sun is shining brightly at noon, making people feel warm.
Fu Xiao leaned on the armrest of the recliner, eating an apple cut into small pieces, then slowly lay down and gently rocked the chair, as lazy as a cat.
Shen Xingzhou, who had briefly appeared at the An family, returned here again.
If it weren't for the fact that the old man of the An family still held some power that he wanted, he would not have gone back to do this play.
Since Mr. An has regretted his decision and misses his eldest son, he can just put on a show in front of him and play the role of his favorite grandson to get what he wants. This is much easier than snatching it away by himself, so why not?
But there is no need to pretend to have deep blood ties in front of other people.
So I just pretended in front of Mr. An and returned to where my heart was.
As soon as I stepped into the villa, I heard Fu Xiao's lazy and soft humming.
He paused and walked towards the sound.
The girl lay lazily on the recliner, humming a tune and swinging her little feet on the recliner.
At this moment, Fu Xiao's unmade-up small face bathed in the sun looked as white as snow. She must have been exposed to the sun for quite some time, as her snow-white skin was faintly tinged with a healthy blush.
Her small hand, as white as white jade, was placed on the armrest of the recliner, and it swayed gently as she hummed a little tune.
There was a faint smile on the corner of her lips. The picture was so beautiful that it was beyond words.
At this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.
Thousands of emotions surged in his heart, and Shen Xingzhou felt that in a moment, the world was no longer the same, and everything was empty.
Only she in front of me has color.
The rocking lounge chair, the warm midday sun, and her.
He understood that this was another scene he would never forget in his life.
This girl once again left a mark on his heart.
Overlapping many times before.
He seemed to be in a trance, and his steps gradually became heavier. Someone blocked the sun in front of Fu Xiao. He opened his eyes and saw him. He was slightly startled and asked in confusion: "Why are you back again?"
Her voice was low, with a weak tone, which was particularly seductive.
He curled his lips slightly, narrowed his upturned peach blossom eyes slightly, and spoke in a low and seductive voice, with a lazy hoarseness: "I went to the An family to show my face, and then I came back..."
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