The eldest grandson, Gu Tianhao, was the most perceptive. He said seriously, "Grandpa, I need to go to the toilet."
"Grandpa, I'm going too!" Granddaughter Gu Tianjiao and grandson Gu Tianyi also stood up, "I'm going too!"
Even the youngest grandson, Gu Maomao, who was only 5 years old, looked at his brothers and sisters who stood up, and jumped off the chair for no apparent reason.
Gu Feiyan also wanted to stand up, but Lin Yaru glared at her. Then... she seemed to stop glaring at him. Instead, she raised her chin slightly towards the living room.
Gu Feiyan got the order.
Personally lead a group of Gu family soldiers to go to war! The rest of the people at the table smiled and looked forward to it, and began to discuss the various wedding preparations for Gu Feihan in a low voice.
Gu Feihan had his back to the living room door, the receiver pressed against his ear, listening intently. On the other end of the receiver was the little girl whom he missed terribly after not seeing her for just one day.
I can never get enough of hearing this voice every day, even if she only talks about what delicious food I ate today.
The living room door was gently pushed open a tiny crack, and several heads piled up, one on top of the other, all lying on the crack of the door.
Gu Tianhao, the oldest grandchild, was taller than the third aunt, but he could not resist Gu Feiyan's powerful aura, so they had to bow their heads obediently.
Aunt Zhou was worried, so she turned around and saw this scene...
Smiling and shaking his head.
That……
Let’s listen together!
Gu Feiyan wanted to have a bug, and while listening, she complained in her heart: Oh my, what a sin! This face of saccharin is almost sickening.
Gu Tianhao, with a stern and serious face: My uncle’s image has been completely ruined in my mind... Don’t stop me, I want to find a new idol.
The only granddaughter, Gu Tianjiao: My uncle’s girlfriend seems to have a nice voice. Is she as pretty as her voice?
Gu Tianyi chews nougat: The snacks my aunt gave me are so delicious. I have to ask her for more later! 5-year-old Gu Maomao: Why is my uncle drooling like me... Oh, why is my third brother drooling too...
Aunt Zhou looked anxious: "It's more important to get married and have a baby soon, it's useless to talk nonsense!" Not long after, a tall shadow with his hands behind his back appeared behind them.
Mr. Gu.
I can't help it.
Lin Yaru had already met the girl. The two of them held hands and chatted for a long time in the guesthouse, but her real father-in-law couldn't even hear a sound!
The old man also knows how to go to the toilet.
Old Master Gu gave his soldiers a cold look. What could anyone say? They just gave up their C position.
How could Gu Maomao, who was only 5 years old, stay still for so long? He listened but couldn't understand what was going on. There were several people piled up above him. It was so hot! So crowded! He pushed open the door with a bang! The huge noise made the atmosphere in the room suddenly stagnate.
Gu Feihan's face froze, and his aura changed immediately. He straightened his back, and his eyes became cold in front of outsiders.
It was as if they had not said anything affectionate on the phone just now, the two were just talking about today's weather.
Soldiers: I don’t believe you.
Gu Feiyan: You stinky brother, wipe your saliva first.
Gu Feihan sighed.
Forget it, these guys have already come in, and we've been talking on the phone for so long, it would be better to meet him and let him kiss me enough...
"Xiao Li, let's stop talking for now. I'll call home later. You should have a good rest first." Gu Feihan ordered urgently.
Su Xiaoli on the other end of the phone was stunned. This turn of events was a bit abrupt.
But she was not one to make trouble. "Yeah, you too. Say hello to everyone for me and I'll wait for you to come back."
The last sentence, "Wait for you to come back", made Gu Feihan's heart tremble with joy again.
Everyone could vaguely hear the voice in the microphone. Gu Feiyan smiled wickedly and said, "Brother, I'll wait for you to come back!" He walked away holding the smiling Aunt Zhou's arm.
Gu Tianhao looked serious, and patted Gu Feihan on the shoulder, "Uncle, I'll wait for you to come back."
Everyone followed the same process in turn.
Gu Maomao couldn't reach his shoulder, so he could only pat his uncle's butt hard, "Wait, come back."
Only Mr. Gu was left. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the unfilial son, "Did you mention the serious matter to the girl?"
Gu Feihan came back to his senses and frowned helplessly.
"She still insists on getting engaged after the college entrance examination, but she doesn't want to trouble you and mom. She said that she is the younger generation, so she must visit our house first before discussing the engagement."
No matter how anxious Mr. Gu was, he could tell that this girl was polite.
His face showed the same helpless expression as his son.
Su Xiaoli put down the phone.
Just as I was about to pay the bill and leave, I suddenly remembered something.
She picked up the phone, paused in mid-air, and put it down again. She stared at the phone for a while and sighed.
Ling Yicheng was sitting at the desk, writing something on the letter paper with a pen in his hand.
The silver-gray AURORA-KONA is the same model as the one given to Su Xiaoli, only the color is different.
In the velvet box of the drawer, there was a treasured old fountain pen that looked quite ordinary. He was reluctant to use it - the one he had taken from Su Xiaoli on the train.
Ling Yicheng wrote and paused, occasionally losing his concentration and looking up at the quiet phone.
On New Year's Eve, even the casinos were closed.
The usually bustling underground gambling den is now just like its disguised appearance, silent, deserted and desolate inside and out.
Only the sound of firecrackers coming from afar reminded him from time to time that today was a day for family reunion.
Ling Yicheng lives and eats here, and now he is the only one in the entire factory.
People like Fatty Ma have their own homes to return to during the Chinese New Year, but he has nowhere else to go.
Ling Yicheng picked up the cup, and the tea had gone cold again.
He looked at the cup quietly and finally decided to have another refill.
Wait a little longer. Wait a little longer.
Maybe... maybe there will be a call.
The bell rang.
The sound was so abrupt that it broke the silence of the night.
Ling Yicheng's hand shook, and a few drops of boiling water from the cup scalded his hand.
How can I care about that?
Normally, this phone only rings when notifying of "urgent closure of the stall", but today the stall is not open - could it really be...
"Hello...Excuse me..." Su Xiaoli's clear and distant voice sounded from the other end of the receiver.
"It's me, Xiaoli." Ling Yicheng's breathing was a little rapid.
"It's really you. I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't know if I could get through. I didn't expect someone would answer the call on New Year's Eve." Su Xiaoli said with a smile.
Ling Yicheng held the microphone tightly and laughed along with her.
"I'm calling just to wish you a happy new year." Su Xiaoli's voice was clear.
"Well, Happy New Year, and Happy New Year to you too." Ling Yicheng's voice was a little hoarse.
After saying Happy New Year, Su Xiaoli didn’t know what to say next.
In my previous life, every Spring Festival, I just hoped that at least one person would say "Happy New Year" to me, which would be great.
I reminded myself to be careful not to have "psychological transference" again, but finally I felt that I had to at least say this sentence so that I could go back home and celebrate the New Year with peace of mind.
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