My grandmother passed away not long ago, and the house was not decorated with any red items that represented the New Year's atmosphere, so it seemed a little deserted. But with the addition of Xia Yue, the house became more lively.
Many things in the world cannot be achieved at the same time. We can only comfort ourselves and treat them with a normal mind.
The two children had watched enough TV and came over to make trouble. Su Jinru pinched two pieces of dough and gave them two pieces of plasticine to play with. She waved her hand as a gesture to drive them away, telling them to go aside so as not to make such a fuss that they would not be able to eat dumplings later.
The Spring Festival Gala began, and cooked dumplings and dishes were served on the table.
The main seat was empty. That was grandma's seat. Su Jinru set out a set of bowls and chopsticks, smiled slightly, and said to the others, "Eat, eat."
Xia Yue sat next to Youyou, picking up dishes and serving soup for her. The little girl hardly had to do anything herself. As she gradually became familiar with Xia Yue, she dared to ask for something: "I want some meat."
"Okay, eat meat."
Xia Yue picked up a piece of beef and fed it to her, and picked up a piece for Ziheng as well. Ziheng was stunned and looked at his mother. Xia Xi took the beef from his bowl and said, "Ziheng is allergic to beef."
"This... I don't know." Xia Yue was a little nervous.
Xia Xi shook his head nonchalantly: "It's okay, he knows he can't eat it and won't eat it."
To be on the safe side, Xia Yue asked, "Is there anything Youyou can't eat?"
"No." Xia Xi smiled and looked at the little girl with puffed cheeks. "There's nothing I can't eat. I can list a lot of things I don't like, such as various vegetables."
Youyou supported herself on the two ends of the chair with her hands, stuck out her tongue at Xia Xi, and refused to admit that she was picky about food: "I'm not not eating."
Ziheng exposed her shortcomings: "Of course, because every time I don't eat vegetables, my mother will give me a warning look."
Youyou pouted, rolled her eyes at him, grabbed the chicken leg and threw it into his bowl: "Eat, and stop saying bad things about me."
Several adults laughed.
With two children as seasoning, the New Year's Eve dinner was quite enjoyable, but there was a faint sadness in my heart.
The dishwasher was responsible for washing the dishes, and the family sat together to watch TV, eat fruit and chat.
The two children had a regular schedule and fell asleep soon. After Xia Xi said something, they obediently went to wash up and go to bed, leaving only the adults in the living room to stay up to celebrate the New Year.
Su Jinru took the hands of the three sisters and stacked them together, covering her own hand on top: "Everything will be fine from now on."
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After midnight, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
After Xia Xi finished her shower and dried her hair, she sat on the edge of her bed, reflecting on recent events. Her phone rang, disrupting her thoughts. Previously, it had been message alerts, New Year's greetings from colleagues at work. This was the first call she'd received.
She picked it up and took a look, her eyelashes fluttering twice. It was actually a call from Xu Yanfeng.
The last time they met was in Gan Lin's hotel. She was in a bad mood at the time and refused to talk to him. After that, she had a lot of things to do in her life and couldn't take care of him, and almost forgot about this matter.
There is no way to avoid it.
Xia Xi stood up, walked to the window, opened it a little, and the cold air hit her face. Her mind suddenly became much clearer, and then she pressed the answer button.
Xu Yanfeng said calmly, "I thought you wouldn't answer my call and would continue to avoid me."
Xia Xi quickly denied it: "I'm not avoiding you, I'm just busy lately."
Xu Yanfeng knew she was busy, so he gave her enough time to deal with it and calm down without disturbing her. He also took this opportunity to think a lot and felt that it was time to talk to her.
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