After dinner, the couple sat on the sofa chatting, while Wenmo diligently helped carry the empty plates to the kitchen, where he immediately started scrubbing them with dish soap.
"I'll help." Xia Lian squeezed her small body next to Wen Mo and poked her little head out.
"No need, no need. You cooked most of the dishes, so I have to show that I'm useful, otherwise I'll just be useless."
Wen Mo joked, continuing to scrub the plate, his eyes never leaving her, only glancing occasionally at the little girl beside him, wanting to secretly touch her head, but his hands were wet and he couldn't.
"Uncle and Aunt, are you satisfied?"
"So far, their reaction seems quite satisfactory. After all, we've been so sincere, so why wouldn't they be satisfied?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Lian's slightly tense mood immediately relaxed considerably.
"Very happy."
"What's making you happy?" Wen Mo asked, turning around.
"It's happening again, family." Xia Lian's long bangs obscured her bright eyes as she took a step closer and secretly hugged Wen Mo in the kitchen.
"Do you think my uncle and aunt like me?"
"Of course I like it, is that even a question?" Wen Mo said confidently.
This wasn't just him making things up; Su Juan and her husband's goodwill towards Xia Lian was clearly evident.
However, considering Xia Lian's past experiences, Su Juan would be more careful when interacting with her, for fear of touching on past events.
Another thing is that when Wenmo was little, he always complained that he wanted a younger sister, saying how cute other people's sisters were. But when he got to his own family, he became an only child.
But the elderly couple were busy with their careers at that time, so they didn't have time to have a second child. They didn't even have time to spend with Wenmo when he was little, let alone have a younger sister.
So the matter was delayed again and again, until even Wenmo himself forgot that he wanted a little sister. Although this wish was only fulfilled now, which was a bit late, Wenmo was very happy.
"You were cooking in the kitchen and didn't see me, but I saw that Mom brought you a gift," Wen Mo said softly, closing the kitchen door slightly.
"Gift?"
“Yes, it was wrapped in a box.” Wen Mo chuckled softly. “It’s a very pretty dress, red and white, probably for you to wear during the Chinese New Year. It looks very festive.”
Xia Lian was taken aback. She hadn't even noticed that her aunt had brought her a gift, and from the description, it sounded very expensive.
"It's for the New Year, that's the time to wear it."
“That’s right. Back then, our family would have a good New Year, all warm and cozy together. It would be nice if you wore this dress and let all the neighbors take a look, so they would know that the Wen family had a daughter.” Wen Mo couldn’t stop imagining the future, and the more she thought about it, the further into the future she imagined, until she thought that every New Year would be like this.
“I am the daughter of the Wen family… but I am also Wen Mo’s girlfriend.” Xia Lian shook her head.
"...We'll take it slowly later, let's start with our daughter."
Will you get married in the future?
"Take your time, don't worry, I promise you."
"Really?" Xia Lian moved a little closer.
"When have I ever lied to you? Oh, by the way, your bangs are messy, fix them yourself."
After Wen and Mo had spent some time cuddling in the kitchen, they each helped wash the dishes before returning to the living room and sitting down on the sofa.
"What do you two usually do? Besides going to class, there doesn't seem to be anything fun to do at home." Su Juan looked around the whole house but didn't see anything new or interesting.
Even when Su Juan and her husband have nothing to do at home, they will go out for a walk or stay at home to watch movies together.
Unexpectedly, these two young people had an even more monotonous life than them. Their lives were completely repetitive: getting up to go to class, going home to sleep after class, and then repeating the same process.
The only fun thing is that there's a cat bed in the corner where Xiao Hei is sleeping soundly. Otherwise, I would definitely pick it up and pet it hard.
"We usually study together, occasionally go out to play, go shopping, and also sit together to play games." Wen Mo counted on his fingers, recounting their daily life.
It was very plain, but he didn't elaborate on its subtleties, because saying it would make things very wrong, and revealing too many details would easily expose his flaws.
"You two usually study in the living room? Isn't there a desk in the room?"
Su Juan glanced at the other side of the sofa, where two schoolbags lay neatly arranged.
"No, we usually study in our room." Wen Mo scratched his head awkwardly. He had just left his backpack on the sofa because it took up too much space in the room and was too much trouble to tidy up.
"I have the most confidence in your grades, both of you. Wenmo told me that Xiaolian, your grades are also very good, right?"
Xia Lian nodded, thought for a moment, and then said softly, "I got second place in the grade in the midterm exams."
"Wow, that's amazing!" Su Juan couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. Wen Mo had told her last time that this girl had gotten third place in the grade when school started, and she didn't expect her to move up another place now.
"That's right, this girl is amazing."
Wen Mo's nose was sticking out high. Even though the praise wasn't directed at him, he was happy to hear Xia Lian being praised, happier than anything else.
Listening to their conversation, Wen Yiquan silently took a sip of tea, then waved to Wen Mo, "Come inside with me, I need to talk to you about something."
"What's up?" Wen Mo was a little confused, and his heart tightened involuntarily.
"Come in, don't worry about what's going on yet." Wen Yiquan stood up, and the two entered Wen Mo's room one after the other. Sunlight streamed into the bed from the balcony.
The room is decorated in a simple and elegant style, mainly in white and light gray, creating a soft and tranquil atmosphere. A soft double bed is covered with simple bedding, and next to it are simple and practical furniture and decorations, making the whole room feel refreshing and pleasant.
The room was beautiful and clearly had just been cleaned; there wasn't a single piece of trash in the bin, which was quite obvious, but it was indeed very clean for the moment.
The idea of a double bed came from Wenmer himself, because he always likes to toss and turn in his sleep, and it would be easy for him to roll off the bed if he slept in a single bed.
Wen Yiquan crossed his arms and remained silent, staring intently into Wen Mo's eyes, as if trying to discern something from his son's gaze.
"Dad, why are you staring at me like that?" Wen Mo shrugged helplessly, appearing calm on the surface, but his palms were actually sweating.
"..."
Wen Yiquan remained silent for a long time. Seeing that his reaction was as if nothing had happened, his doubts lessened considerably. But then he seemed to remember something and smiled inexplicably at the pillow in his hand.
"Why is there only one pillow today?"
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