Chapter 340 It even went all the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau
On New Year's Eve, Lijiang Villa was brightly decorated and filled with joy.
Xiao Anning and Xiao Nian'an were dressed in the Tang suits that Fu Siyan bought for them. The bright red color of the suits was full of vitality, and they looked just like the cute little Fuwa mascots on TV.
The clothes Chen Qingshu wore were prepared by Qiao Xingjia.
They are all predominantly red.
This year is more meaningful than any of the previous years.
Qiao Xingjia and Qin Yancheng took Xiao Xingchen back to the Qin family's old house for a family reunion. They came early in the morning to give the two little ones red envelopes, but left after a short while.
Shen Qingshu also gave Xiao Xingchen a red envelope.
Before leaving, Shen Qingshu pulled Qiao Xingjia aside and asked softly, "I heard from Xiao Wen last night that you and Qin Yancheng had a fight that took you to the Civil Affairs Bureau last month?"
Qiao Xingjia was stunned for a moment, then stomped her foot, "That big mouth Wen Jingxi, didn't I tell him not to tell you?!"
"You kept something this big from me? Do you still consider me a sister?"
Knowing she was in the wrong, Qiao Xingjia bit her lip and muttered, "Anyway, we didn't get divorced, so don't worry."
"What's it for this time?"
Qiao Xingjia lowered her head and pouted, refusing to speak.
Shen Qingshu glanced at Qin Yancheng, who was sitting in the car waiting for Qiao Xingjia, and sighed helplessly, "Forget it, don't be so impulsive in the future. It's the New Year, let's keep things peaceful. There are many people in the Qin family, so don't speak too impulsively, or people will misunderstand, okay?"
"I know!" Qiao Xingjia waved her hand. "I'm off!"
"Go ahead." Shen Qingshu looked at Qin Yancheng. "Dr. Qin, drive carefully."
"Okay, it's windy outside, you should go inside."
Shen Qingshu nodded and waved to them.
Qiao Xingjia got into the passenger seat, while Xiao Xingchen sat in the back seat in his car seat.
The white Cayenne slowly drove away.
Shen Qingshu turned around and went back inside.
The living room was bustling with activity.
Two adults and two children squatted on the ground, fiddling with a pile of Spring Festival couplets.
In the past, who would have thought that Fu Siyan and Wen Jingxi could calmly put up Spring Festival couplets together!
Shen Qingshu watched from the side, her eyes gentle and warm.
The two little ones were just walking around on the sidelines, doing more harm than good.
"Xiao Anning, Xiao Nian'an, come and wash your hands, let's make dumplings!"
"Let's make dumplings!" Xiao Anning's eyes lit up. "Okay, okay, I love making dumplings the most!"
The little girl stood up and ran towards her mother.
Tiny footprints were left on the Spring Festival couplets.
Fu Siyan looked at him and smiled.
Wen Jingxi sighed, "Fine, I couldn't escape Xiao Anning's approval this year either."
Xiao Nian'an wiped it with her tiny hands.
It can't be wiped off...
Let's add another one then!
The small figure flashed past and ran towards the restaurant.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Jingxi saw another set of little footprints, one on the left and one on the right.
The man holding the double-sided tape chuckled angrily: "Well, as expected of twins, even your footprints have to be paired up!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan's smile deepened.
Wen Jingxi looked at him, pursed her lips and pondered for a moment before asking, "Are you staying tonight too?"
Fu Siyan paused, and after a moment, he said, "I'll stay with the children until the New Year is over before I leave."
Wen Jingxi wasn't actually trying to get rid of him.
He wanted to ask Fu Siyan if he still had any romantic feelings for Shen Qingshu.
But since Fu Siyan said so, Wen Jingxi did not explain further.
He thought that there was plenty of time, and some things were not something to rush into.
However, thinking that he would be returning to Xingcheng after the New Year, he still felt a pang of longing for Shen Qingshu.
Wen Jingxi himself couldn't explain his feelings for Shen Qingshu.
Perhaps it was the initial attraction of youth, but over the years, his relationship with Shen Qingshu has become more like familial affection.
Wen Jingxi is still certain that he likes Shen Qingshu, but this liking has long since transcended romantic love.
"No matter what happens between you and A-Shu in the future, can you promise me one thing?"
Fu Siyan paused in her action of tearing off the double-sided tape, then looked up at him and said, "Go on."
"Please always respect her."
If you love her, then respect her.
This is Wen Jingxi's understanding of love.
Fu Siyan stared intently at Wen Jingxi.
It was at this moment that he began to feel that Wen Jingxi was worthy of his respect and admiration.
From the moment this man met Shen Qingshu, he has always been by her side, as a friend and as family.
He did such a good job that Fu Siyan felt ashamed of himself.
There was no one around, but the sounds of two little ones playing and a woman's gentle voice guiding them could be heard coming from the restaurant.
Fu Siyan lowered her voice and asked him, "Are you leaving?"
"Hmm." Wen Jingxi lowered his eyes and gave a bitter smile. "I am the only son of our Wen family, and I am of marriageable age. My grandfather's health is not good, and he wants to see me get married and have children."
Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan fell silent.
As someone who has experienced a failed marriage, he doesn't seem to have much of a say on the topic of marriage.
"Does A-Shu know?"
"I haven't told her yet," Wen Jingxi said with a forced smile. "Let's talk about it in a few days. I'll be going back on the eighth day of the new year."
Fu Siyan nodded, "Okay."
...
After the Spring Festival couplets were put up, Fu Siyan and Wen Jingxi also joined in making dumplings.
Wen Jingxi is a cultural relic restorer. He is skillful and can easily make dumplings.
On the contrary, Fu Siyan is not good at it.
When he was making dumplings, his little fingers on both hands looked too conspicuous.
Little Anning didn't understand. Pointing to the finger that her father wasn't moving, she asked, "Dad, why isn't this finger moving?"
The man's face stiffened as soon as he finished speaking.
Shen Qingshu never expected that her daughter would notice this.
“Daddy’s finger is fake.” Fu Siyan said casually, not trying to hide the fact, but afraid that his daughter would be scared, he asked again, “Isn’t it amazing?”
Xiao Anning blinked. "Why are your fingers fake?"
Fu Siyan smiled gently, "Because I was accidentally injured, I changed into a fake one."
Xiao Nian'an glanced at her father's finger and said to Xiao Anning, "Dad's finger was injured while saving me. After the injury, the finger was damaged, so it had to be replaced with a prosthetic."
"Huh?" Xiao Anning blinked, looking at Fu Siyan with some sympathy. "Will Daddy be in pain?"
Fu Siyan smiled faintly, "It doesn't hurt anymore, Xiao Anning, don't worry."
"Daddy did that to save Xiao Nian'an," Xiao Anning said in a clear voice. "Daddy is very brave and amazing!"
Fu Siyan smiled gently, "Thank you."
Shen Qingshu stared at Fu Siyan's finger, pursed her lips, and sighed.
...
After lunch, Fu Siyan received a phone call saying he had to go out for a while.
He's actually been quite busy lately.
After Fu Siyan left, Shen Qingshu also took her two children back to the bedroom for a midday rest.
Her body hasn't fully recovered yet, and she still sleeps too much every day.
When I woke up, it was already dark.
The sound of firecrackers began to fill the city one after another.
On New Year's Eve, every household was filled with the sounds of firecrackers and fireworks, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.
Shen Qingshu led her two children downstairs.
The New Year's Eve dinner is ready, and we're just waiting to eat.
Shen Qingshu looked around. "Has Fu Siyan not arrived yet?"
"Yes, it's almost seven o'clock, why hasn't Mr. Fu arrived yet?" Zhang Yun asked. "Should I call Mr. Fu and ask?"
He responded with a soft, gentle voice.
Zhang Yun called Fu Siyan.
It was a bit noisy on Fu Siyan's side.
I could also vaguely hear someone on the other end of the phone saying "Dad."
Zhang Yun asked respectfully, "Mr. Fu, are you coming back for New Year's Eve dinner tonight?"
"You all go ahead and have your New Year's Eve dinner." A deep, emotionless voice came from the phone: "I can't leave here for now, but I'll go back later to keep the kids company."
"Okay, I understand." Zhang Yun hung up the phone and looked at Shen Qingshu, saying, "Mr. Fu said he'll come over later to keep the children company on New Year's Eve."
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