Not long after the first half began, those playing badminton and table tennis stopped and either sat in the stands or stood by the court to watch the game.

There are many elders among those playing table tennis, and they are of high status. They are usually very busy and only have time to get out and play during the Spring Festival holiday.

As they surrounded them, several young players on the court felt the pressure doubled. One of the young players' father was there. When he was dribbling the ball, he heard his father's cheers and his hands shook instantly, and the ball was intercepted.

But He Dongchuan and Zhu Jianming both played very fiercely. Under their leadership, the others quickly became nervous and no longer cared about who was on the sidelines.

After halftime, everyone got used to it.

Therefore, after the start of the second half, both teams quickly found their rhythm and began to score goals alternately.

There were more and more spectators in the stands. No matter they were watching the game, taking care of their kids or sunbathing, they all turned their eyes to the court and started cheering for them.

Zhu Jianming's wife and children also came and sat slightly below Su Ting and the others. When his daughter cheered for him, Su Ting and the others could hear it, and when He Yan cheered for his father, they could also hear it.

The smell of gunpowder was sizzling between the two children.

In order to suppress each other, the two of them shouted louder and louder, and gradually heard her brother cheering for his father at the top of his voice, so she also shouted at the top of her voice: "Dad! Go!" She liked to repeat two words at a time.

Su Ting was worried that the two children's voices would be hoarse after the game, so she patted He Yan's shoulder and said, "Don't shout so loudly, your father can hear you."

But He Yan had his own ideas. He pointed at Zhu Jianming's daughter and said, "Dad can hear my voice, so he can definitely hear her voice. If he hears that my voice is smaller than hers, Dad will definitely think that we don't have confidence in him, and he will be very sad."

Su Ting wanted to say, "Your father is not that fragile," but seeing He Yan's stubborn expression, she could only say, "If I shout with you guys, my voice will definitely be louder than hers. Can you guys keep your voices down?"

He Yan's eyes lit up instantly: "Mom, do you want to cheer us on?"

Slowly raised his head: "Mom~"

In fact, Su Ting didn't want to shout. As an adult who wanted to save face, she felt that it was enough for her to cheer when a goal was scored. Shouting non-stop like a cheerleader would be so unstable!

But she is not a cheerleader, and after this game, both children's voices will be useless.

For the sake of her child's health, Su Ting decided to risk it all and nodded, saying, "Okay, I'll go with you!"

He Yan jumped up with joy and slowly followed the dance.

At this moment, Zhu Jianming jumped high and dunked the basketball towards the backboard.

As the basketball went into the pocket, Zhu Jianming's daughter screamed: "Dad is so great! Dad is the best!" After shouting, she turned her head back and tilted her head back, showing a proud smile to Chong He Yan.

But this time He Yan didn't lose his temper like before. He just raised his chin and snorted coldly.

His mother will cheer with him and his sister soon, and their voices will definitely be louder than hers! It will piss her off!

As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, He Yan saw his father get the ball and dribble quickly towards the other half of the court. He jumped up instantly, clasped his hands to his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Come on, Dad! Come on, Dad!" At the same time, he turned his head to look at Su Ting.

Under his expectant gaze, Su Ting raised her hand and shouted, "He Dongchuan! Come on!"

During the dribbling phase, apart from a few children, no one was shouting on the court, so although Su Ting's voice was not loud, it was very abrupt. He Dongchuan instantly caught the sound and looked towards the stands.

Seeing this, Zhu Jianming quickly reached out and tried to steal the ball from him.

There was now some movement on the field, and the people watching the game were exclaiming in surprise, thinking that the ball was bound to be intercepted.

But before Zhu Jianming's hand touched the ball, He Dongchuan reacted. He raised the ball with both hands, jumped high, exerted force with his right hand, and the basketball moved rapidly, drawing an arc in the air, and then fell into the pocket.

"nice shot--"

He Yan yelled at the top of his lungs: “Ah ...

Slowly he sang along: “Ahhhhhh——”

Su Ting: “…”

She felt that there was actually no need for her to cheer along. After getting high, He Yan completely forgot what they had just said and just kept shouting at the top of his lungs. Man Man then didn't understand anything and just kept shouting along with his brother.

Her joining will not make the two children cheer louder, but will only add one more person with a hoarse voice in the family.

But after He Yan finished shouting, he looked at her expectantly, so even though she knew her voice might be ruined, Su Ting still followed suit and shouted: "He Dongchuan! Great! He Dongchuan! The best!"

He Yan thought her mother's cheering words were better than her own, so she started to shout along. She wanted to follow suit, but her vocabulary was too limited, so the cheering words turned into "Congratulations! Great!"

The people sitting around couldn't help laughing when they heard the soft "congratulations" coming from Manman's mouth, and then looked at the man on the court who had taken off his black sweater and was only wearing a sweatshirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The man with strong arm muscles couldn't help laughing.

Some people who like to stir up trouble imitated Manman's words and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Congratulations! Great!"

He Dongchuan, who had been running like crazy because his wife and children were cheering him on, almost stumbled when he heard the shout. He steadied himself and rushed to the young man on the sidelines, shouting, "Get lost!"

Not only He Dongchuan, but also the person dribbling the ball had his hands shaken, and the ball was intercepted by He Dongchuan's teammate.

He Dongchuan quickly returned to defense and ran to the empty half of the court. The person dribbling the ball was surrounded and saw him from a distance. He raised the basketball high and passed it to him.

He Dongchuan looked at the arc of the basketball, ran two steps to catch the ball, and while still in the air, he turned his body and threw the ball into the basketball hoop.

A ball goes into the hole.

Two consecutive goals increased the score between the two teams from five to ten.

The two children cheered again, and Su Ting was also moved, waving her hands and shouting, "Congratulations Dongchuan!"

He Yan replied: "Great!"

Su Ting continued to shout: "He Dongchuan!"

He Yan continued in the same tone: "The best!"

The mother and son cooperated smoothly, attracting the attention of everyone on the court. Looking at the person who was hunched in front of him, Zhu Jianming asked sourly while dribbling the ball: "Did you say hello to your wife in the stands in the middle court?"

"What?"

"Why did your wife suddenly cheer you up without telling you?"

He Dongchuan laughed: "I played well, my wife was very excited, so she cheered for me, is that not okay?"

"Then why didn't she cheer you on in the first half?"

"We didn't play well in the first half."

He Dongchuan said it calmly, but Zhu Jianming almost vomited blood. He didn't play well and still led us! This was intolerable, so he rushed!

As a result, he failed to rush forward and the ball was intercepted.

Zhu Jianming quickly returned to defense, but this time He Dongchuan did not take the ball and shoot directly. Before Zhu Jianming caught up, he passed the ball to his teammate under the basket and dunked.

The score was tied at twelve.

In the subsequent games, He Dongchuan became more and more courageous. The team he led was able to organize an effective attack every minute, and the scores of both sides quickly expanded.

In the end, the score was fixed at 65:42.

As the midfield whistle sounded, the whole audience cheered. The brother and sister's voices were hoarse, Su Ting's voice was also dry, and the three mothers could hardly shout.

But the smiles on their faces were brighter than anyone else on the field, and they all raised their hands high and waved towards He Dongchuan.

During this time, Zhu Jianming's daughter turned her head to look at him. He Yan noticed it and pulled down the corners of his eyes with his hands, then raised them up and grinned and made a face at her.

When Zhu Jianming's daughter saw this, she burst into tears, turned around and threw herself into her mother's arms, pointing at He Yan and complaining, "Mom, look at him!"

He Yan didn't expect the other party to cry. Seeing her tears, he was suddenly at a loss. He took two steps forward unconsciously, then quickly stepped back and turned to look at Su Ting: "Mom..."

Although the two children did not quarrel, they were indeed competing with each other during the competition. Moreover, Zhu Jianming's daughter looked at least two years younger than He Yan, and she was so angry that she cried. As He Yan's parent, Su Ting could not remain silent.

Su Ting patted He Yan's shoulder, slowly stood up and walked over to him, holding him and asking, "Is the child okay?"

"It's okay. The little girl has a bad temper. She will be fine soon." Zhu Jianming's wife was gentle and did not get angry with He Yan because of her daughter's crying. Instead, she asked with concern, "Is your child okay?"

"It's okay, my throat is just hoarse." Su Ting felt a little uncomfortable in her throat and couldn't help coughing. Then she noticed the look in Zhu Jianming's wife's eyes and explained sheepishly, "My throat is also a little uncomfortable."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jianming's wife couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

As they were talking, He Dongchuan walked up through the crowd, took the sweater from his son's hand, and without rushing to put it on, he stared at Su Ting and asked, "How did I perform just now?"

He Yan raised his two thumbs and said in a hoarse voice: "Superb!"

Slowly, I followed suit and shouted, "Bang Bang!"

Considering the presence of outsiders, Su Ting's answer was more reserved than in the middle of the game. She just smiled and said, "Very good."

But He Dongchuan was already very satisfied, so he spread out the sweater and put it on.

After putting on his clothes, He Dongchuan noticed the mother and daughter in front of him and nodded at them.

In fact, she didn't know Zhu Jianming's wife. After he joined the army, he rarely came back and was very busy every time he came back, so she had never met Zhu Jianming's wife.

But He Yan and Zhu Jianming's daughter were the loudest in the whole game. After half of the game, he could naturally guess their identities. Seeing Zhu Jianming's daughter's red eyes and tears in the corners of her eyes, He Dongchuan asked in a low voice: "What happened?"

"During the competition, the two kids were cheering for you. You won the competition, and Xiao Yan was so happy that she cheered a little loudly. She heard it and looked over. He Yan noticed it and made a face at her to show off."

In fact, Su Ting felt that the main reason why Zhu Jianming's daughter cried was that her father lost the game. He Yan's grimace was at best just an induction. But Zhu Jianming's wife was here, so she certainly couldn't say that. She could only try her best to restore the whole process.

He Dongchuan understood what Su Ting meant, looked at He Yan and asked, "Did you make a face at her?"

He Yan felt that he was wronged. He really didn't expect that she would cry so easily. But she did cry after he made a face. He could only admit guiltily: "I did make a face."

If he had known that the other person would cry so easily, he would definitely not have made that face!

Zhu Jianming's wife waved her hands and said, "It's okay, the children are playing."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Jianming came up through the crowd. Seeing the young lady's red eyes, he picked her up and asked, "What happened to Yunyun?"

Before Zhu Jianming's wife could say anything, her daughter pointed at He Yan and complained, "He bullied me!"

He Yan was stunned. He didn't expect that he had gotten into trouble with a snitch.

It’s bad enough that she complained to her mother, but now she’s distorting the facts and complaining to her father!

He Yanzhang blushed and said, "I didn't bully you! It was obviously your father who lost, and you were crying because you were unhappy! Why do you blame me for everything?"

When Zhu Yunyun heard He Yan mention his sad story, she cried even harder.

Seeing her crying, He Yan felt that the pressure on his head was getting heavier and heavier. He suddenly wanted to cry too. He pouted and said, "That's enough! Don't think I don't dare to cry!"

"Alright, a man won't shed tears easily," He Dongchuan patted He Yan's shoulder, "Although what you said is true, some things can't be said too bluntly, and you should celebrate if you want to, why are you making faces at people? Apologize to them now."

Zhu Jianming: “…” Just apologize if you want to. Why hurt someone?

Zhu Jianming's wife quickly said, "You really don't need to apologize. This can't be blamed entirely on He Yan. Yunyun herself is also at fault."

"Yes," Zhu Jianming agreed, and then said to his daughter, "It's just a game, if you lose, you lose. Daddy will win a few more games for you to see, okay?"

Zhu Yunyun raised her head from her father's arms and asked with a choked voice, "Really?"

"Of course."

The little girl's temper came and went quickly, and she recovered just as quickly. With a smile on her face, she boasted to He Yan, "My dad said that I will win in the future!"

"My dad will win too!" He Yan raised his chin and looked up and asked, "Right, Dad?"

"Yes." He Dongchuan nodded affirmatively and asked Zhu Jianming, "When is the next time we play basketball?"

After one game, Zhu Jianming has realized the difference in their skills. Although he is not afraid of losing, if he plays another game and calls his wife and daughter over, won't the daughter cry again?

Zhu Jianming laughed: "There are a lot of things to do during the New Year, so the time will have to be rescheduled, but don't worry, there will definitely be a chance."

He Dongchuan also smiled: "I am definitely relieved." Just win again.

He Yan and Zhu Yunyun looked at each other, both with confidence: My dad will definitely win!

Su Ting looked at the two men, then at the two children, and thought helplessly that it seemed that sometimes, the competitive spirit of adults was no different from that of children.

…

They shouted too excitedly in the morning, and their voices were hoarse in the afternoon.

After learning the reason, Cheng Xiaoman asked helplessly: "Why are you guys just watching the game? Why are you shouting at the top of your lungs?"

He Yansha spoke in a hoarse voice, as if it was a matter of course: "For... ahem, to support Dad."

"It's not a serious competition, your dad wants you to support him?" Cheng Xiaoman said unhappily, "I cooked some pear soup, you can each have a bowl later, drink it slowly!"

Su Ting and He Yan did not dare to object and agreed obediently. Although Man Man did not understand, he also said "ah" as a response.

Snow pear soup is easy to cook. Peel and core the pears, cut into pieces, add a little rock sugar, add water and cook in a pot for half an hour before serving.

The cooked pear soup has a clear base color like water, but is thicker than water. It tastes smooth and sweet and is very easy to drink.

He Yan and Man Man both love sweet food. One bowl was not enough and they wanted to have a second bowl, but Su Ting was afraid that they would get cavities from eating too much sweet food so she didn't agree.

Maybe it was the effect of the pear soup, or maybe it was because they didn't eat much in the afternoon, but by the time we had the New Year's Eve dinner, Su Ting and He Yan's throats had gotten much better. Although she couldn't speak, she looked much more energetic, so she must have no longer been feeling uncomfortable.

Firecrackers have to be set off during the New Year's Eve dinner. When He Dongchuan is not at home, this is He's father's job. When he comes back, this matter falls back on him.

After the food was served, He Dongchuan took He Yan out.

After a while, there were crackling sounds outside, and occasionally He Yan's shouting could be heard. He's father smiled and said, "It seems that Xiao Yan has a good voice."

Cheng Xiaoman said: "If you don't care about it when you play, you will feel uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow."

The sound of firecrackers had not stopped yet when He Dongchuan took He Yan back to the house. After entering the house, they took off their coats as they walked. When they arrived at the living room, He Yan was wearing a sweater, while his father had even fewer clothes on, only a light-colored singlet.

Cheng Xiaoman said, "Come on, come on, sit down and have your meal. We're waiting for you two."

The father and son responded and sat on either side of Su Ting.

As soon as she sat down, Cheng Xiaoman stood up, raised her glass and said, "Today is the wedding of Dongchuan and Tingting, and it is also the first Spring Festival that our family has spent together since Miaomiao was born. Here, I wish everyone good luck in work and life in the coming year!"

People at the table raised their glasses and took turns saying auspicious words. He Dongchuan's words were simple, just two sentences, but Su Ting's were longer. She first wished the three elderly people in the family good health and longevity, and then wished the two children happiness in the new year.

He Dongchuan waited for a long time, but his wife didn't bless him, so he couldn't help asking, "What about me?"

"I wish you..." Su Ting held the wine glass and stopped talking. She looked up at He Dongchuan and pursed her lips unconsciously.

After entering 1976, Su Ting always felt nervous. She remembered that in the original book, He Dongchuan's incident happened in 1977.

However, because He Dongchuan had been dead for many years when the original novel began, and he was not the protagonist, his death was not described in detail in the original novel, and the relevant descriptions were all indirect.

So Su Ting only knew that he died in an accident in the summer of 1977, but she didn't know the exact time, place, and event of his death.

Because of the unknown, Su Ting didn't know whether she could prevent He Dongchuan's death.

Su Ting looked at He Dongchuan and said solemnly, "I also wish you good health and a long life."

He Dongchuan didn't know what Su Ting was worried about, so he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why does this blessing sound so familiar?"

"I know!" He Yan raised his hand and said, "This is the blessing that mom just said to Grandpa, Grandma and Grandma Wang!"

"You were not prepared, and you didn't know what to say when you were suddenly asked, so you copied the previous blessing to perfunctorily?" He Dongchuan pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "No, you have to say a few more words to make up for it."

Su Ting didn't care about the sadness anymore, she said angrily and amusedly: "No, just these two sentences. You asked me for blessings, but I didn't see you blessing me alone just now!"

"You want to hear it?" He Dongchuan leaned sideways, looked down at her and said, "Should I tell you now? I hope that in the new year, Comrade Su Ting will be happy and cheerful, with a smile on her face all the time and me in her heart all the time..."

Hearing that he was getting more and more frivolous, Su Ting quickly put down the wine glass in her hand and reached out to cover his mouth: "That's enough! If you keep talking, the food will get cold!"

Feeling threatened by his wife's eyes, He Dongchuan obediently shut his mouth.

Seeing his expression, He's father snorted coldly and said, "You are thirty years old, and you are not stable at all."

Cheng Xiaoman patted her husband's arm: "It's New Year's Day, why do you have to be so serious?" She thought it was good for her son and daughter-in-law to be like this. When they talk to each other, the home will be lively and warm.

But she really couldn't let him go on making jokes. Firstly, he would delay the New Year's Eve dinner, and secondly, the young couple were too greedy, and she was too old to eat sweets.

"Tingting is right. If we don't start eating now, the food will get cold." Cheng Xiaoman said with a smile and raised her glass again, "Shall we have a drink?"

Before everyone had even picked up their glasses to drink, He Yan started yelling, "What about me?"

"You what?"

"You all said your blessings, but I haven't said anything yet!" He Yan said loudly. He had just been thinking for a long time and was waiting for them to ask.

As a result, no one of them asked him what he meant!

He is so disappointed!

Facing He Yan's accusatory eyes, everyone was silent. Three seconds later, Cheng Xiaoman said, "Then go ahead."

He Yan picked up the soda - at his strong request, the drink he drank at the New Year's Eve dinner was upgraded from plain water to soda.

He Yan raised his head, straightened his chest, and cleared his throat, then spoke confidently: "I want to wish Grandpa, Grandma, and Grandma Wang good health..."

"Does this sound familiar?" He Dongchuan asked his wife in a deliberately drawn-out voice.

He Yan's face flushed and he explained, "It's different later!"

Su Ting patted He Dongchuan's arm and encouraged him, "Xiao Yan, keep talking."

"Yeah!" He Yan raised his head, chest and cleared his throat again to repeat what he had just said. It turned out that after regaining health, he was different from Su Ting. He could write a short essay even after a long speech.

Two minutes later, He Yan finally finished blessing the three elders, looked at He Dongchuan and Su Ting and said, "I also want to wish my parents good health and all the best..."

Oh, that's a cliché.

He Dongchuan thought to himself and listened to He Yan read a short essay: "...I hope that mom and dad can stay together forever and never get divorced!"

Well, at least I said something pleasing to the ear.

He Dongchuan nodded and said, "That's right."

He Yan raised his head proudly. Of course not, he had been thinking about it for a long time!

Su Ting couldn't help but touch He Yan's head. She thought that the divorce had long been forgotten in his mind, but she didn't expect that he still remembered it.

This child.

Su Ting said in a soft voice: "Mom and Dad will be fine, and our whole family will be fine."

…

People had to keep vigil on New Year's Eve. There were few entertainment activities at this time, so there was nothing to do. Cheng Xiaoman moved a table to the living room and arranged for everyone to play mahjong.

He's father was serious outside, but as an adult, he was willing to play with his family, so he, Cheng Xiaoman and Aunt Wang made up three people. The fourth family was Su Ting and his wife. Because He Dongchuan took the initiative to say that he wanted to be a military advisor, it was Su Ting who drew the cards.

Su Ting is under a lot of pressure.

It's not that she's afraid of losing. Although she rarely plays mahjong, she's always had good luck and has never lost in her life. What she's worried about is winning too much, after all, the other three families are all elders.

He Dongchuan was not so worried. When Su Ting was sorting the cards, he said, "Don't worry. I'll teach you. You will definitely beat them badly."

He Yan and Man Man cheered for their parents: "Come on, Mom and Dad!"

Seeing that He Dongchuan was so confident, Su Ting felt relieved. She would play whatever he said anyway. If they won, it wouldn't be her fault, because it was all his teachings!

After three rounds, Su Ting lost her patience and turned to ask, "Do you really know how to play mahjong?"

He Dongchuan said calmly, "Yes, I just have bad luck."

Su Ting thought to herself, your luck is so bad, nothing works out for you, and everything goes wrong. It's a pity that he could still say he could lead her to win. That's unbelievable!

At the beginning of the new game, He Dongchuan was about to instruct Su Ting, but she pushed him away: "From now on, please shut up and control your hands. I will play by myself. Thank you."

Although she doesn't want to win too hard, she doesn't want to lose too hard either, okay?

Without He Dongchuan's guidance, Su Ting didn't win this round, but at least she didn't make any mistakes and her loss was not as big as in the previous few rounds.

When the new round started, Su Ting's cards were better than before. He Dongchuan couldn't help but said something, but his wife stopped him before she could say anything: "Please don't say anything, thank you."

He Dongchuan shut his mouth and watched Su Ting turn the tide quietly.

Before the eighth game started, Su Ting had already won back the money she lost in the first four games. After settling the bill, she turned her head and looked at He Dongchuan. Although she didn't say anything, her expression was full of sarcasm.

He Dongchuan made a zipper-pulling gesture, indicating that he had said nothing.

He's father, He's mother and Aunt Wang: Even though we lost all the money we won, it was really cool to see He Dongchuan lose money!

…

Because Su Ting would let the game go after winning a few times, so even though she had good luck, she only won about ten dollars that night.

However, after the card game was over, Cheng Xiaoman gave her a big red envelope, saying it was a New Year's gift for her.

Su Ting was embarrassed to accept it: "I'm already this old."

Cheng Xiaoman smiled and said, "No matter how old you are, you are still a child in my and your father's eyes. Keep it. Not only do you have it, but Dongchuan also has it."

Thinking that He Dongchuan was almost 30 and still taking red envelopes, Su Ting felt at ease and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mom!"

Su Ting hadn’t received a red envelope for almost ten years since her father passed away in her previous life, so this unexpected red envelope made her happy for a long time.

After washing up, He Dongchuan returned to the room and saw Su Ting leaning against the bed, holding up the red envelope and looking at it as if flowers had bloomed on it. He climbed onto the bed, hugged her and asked, "Are you so happy to receive the red envelope?"

"Yes! I am very happy. I am very happy. I am very very very very happy."

It was rare to see her childish side, He Dongchuan couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her, saying with a smile: "It seems I should give you a red envelope too."

Su Ting moved the red envelope away, with surprise on her face: "You have money to give out red envelopes? Are you hiding some private money?"

He Dongchuan: “…” The bad thing about his wife managing the money is that she knows everything about his financial situation, so he can’t even pretend to be rich and powerful.

He Dongchuan took out a red envelope from under his pillow, handed it to Su Ting and said, "This is the New Year's money my mother gave me. Now I give it to you."

Su Ting took the red envelope, opened it, took out the money inside and counted it.

Same as hers, ten big group tickets, a total of one hundred dollars.

Su Ting stuffed the money back into the red envelope, and then did not forget to correct the man in front of her: "My red envelope is mine, and your red envelope is also mine, so what you are doing is not called giving me a red envelope, but handing over the red envelope, do you understand?"

Seeing the pride in her eyes and eyebrows, He Dongchuan gritted his teeth, lowered his head, bit her lips and said, "I see, then, for my honest red envelope, will there be any reward?"

"What reward?"

He Dongchuan lowered his head and whispered in Su Ting's ear: "Take the initiative tonight."

Su Ting: “…” She shouldn’t have asked.

…

After it was over, Su Ting lay on the bed at an angle, and He Dongchuan covered her from behind, kissing from her lower back to her shoulders, passing across her neck, and biting her earlobe.

While they were kissing, firecrackers suddenly sounded outside.

Firecrackers should be set off on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Without looking at his watch, He Dongchuan knew it was New Year's Day. He said in a deep voice, "Wife, Happy New Year."

His voice is very nice, especially when he deliberately lowers his voice, it sounds like a "subwoofer".

Su Ting, who was drowsy with her eyes closed, raised her hands unconsciously after hearing his voice, rubbed her ears and opened her eyes. Looking at the handsome face close at hand, she turned over and held his neck, whispering, "Happy New Year, He Dongchuan."

However, He Dongchuan was not satisfied with her address. He lowered his head, bit her lips and said, "Call me husband."

Su Ting chuckled: "What?"

"I want to hear you call me husband."

“Sassy.”

"What's wrong with that? No one else can hear it," He Dongchuan said seriously, kissing her and urging her, "Hurry up."

Su Ting couldn't stand being pestered any more, so she had to surrender and said, "Okay, okay, happy new year, husband!"

“Happy New Year, wife too!”

"You just said that."

"Say it again."