Chapter 146 Uncle, you really are Mao Mao's good friend!
The Western clock in the hall chimed several times.
We entertained our friends until it was time for Mao Mao to go to bed. Her eyelids gradually became heavy, her little head bobbed up and down, and her eyes became increasingly hazy. When someone said something, she would take a beat to reply.
Seeing the girl across from him becoming sluggish, Nie Zhengyun regretfully got up to say goodbye: "It's getting late, I should go home."
Mao Mao snapped out of her daze and struggled to climb off the sofa: "Uncle, I'll take you."
Nie Zhengyun did not refuse.
With a string of little tails following behind her, Mao Mao escorted the person to the door.
Nie Zhengyun's subordinates had already driven the car to the entrance, opened the door, and were waiting at the entrance.
It was still quite cold on New Year's Eve. Nie Zhengyun wrapped a scarf around his neck, put on a hat, and said to the little girl who came out to see him off, "Mao Mao, thank you for your invitation. I had a lot of fun today."
"You're welcome." Mao Mao pursed her lips, revealing sweet dimples on her cheeks: "Uncle, you're welcome to come to my house again next time."
They've already exchanged treasures and are even better friends than before.
Nie Zhengyun smiled slightly, and under the murderous glare of the Commander Lou, extended an invitation to the adorable little bundle of joy in front of him: "You are also welcome to come to my house to play again."
"Okay!"
"Oh, right, and this too."
Nie Zhengyun took out a small red envelope that he had wrapped in advance from his pocket, bent down and handed it to Mao Mao.
"Miss Mao Mao, Happy New Year!" He smiled gently, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes curving upwards. "Here's some lucky money for you, may you have a worry-free year ahead."
Wow!
Mao Mao has already received many lucky money gifts during the New Year, but she never expected to receive one more.
She happily accepted it: "Uncle, thank you!"
Nie Zhengyun patted her little head. As soon as he touched it, the little girl took the initiative to rub her head against his palm. Her soft hair brushed against his palm like a feather.
Like a little puppy, it enthusiastically expresses its feelings through actions.
His smile deepened as he looked at the little girl's adorable, chubby face, then glanced at the group of guardians behind her, and felt a pang of regret.
Happy times are too short; in the blink of an eye, it's time to say goodbye again, and who knows when we'll meet again.
"Miss Mao Mao, I'll be going now."
Mao Mao waved her little hand at him: "Goodbye, Uncle."
Nie Zhengyun patted her little head again.
Just as I was about to turn around, a voice suddenly came from behind the crowd: "Where are the paper-cut window decorations by the door? Who picked them?"
Everyone was startled, and Mao Mao hurriedly turned around.
Even Nie Zhengyun looked over curiously.
He had seen the paper-cut window decorations pasted on the entrance of the Marshal's Mansion during the day and had taken a few extra glances at them.
During the New Year season, every household puts up Spring Festival couplets and window decorations, but the Lou family's is different.
Made by different people, the craftsmanship varies; some are exquisite like printed prints, while others are rough and crude. The one pasted on the door is particularly strange.
The fact that the paper-cut window decorations are gone has elicited strong reactions from everyone.
Where? Where?
"I saw it when I came in this afternoon."
Who tore it up?
"Who would tear paper-cut window decorations during the Lunar New Year!"
Besides, these are paper-cut window decorations made by Mao Mao herself. No one would tear Mao Mao's decorations!
Everyone was in a panic, searching everywhere by the light from the doorway.
"I saw it!"
Lou Fengju walked over quickly, picked up the red kitten window decoration from the shadows under the steps, and pasted it back onto the door.
"The wind must have been too strong and blew it away."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're still here."
Nie Zhengyun was completely bewildered: "This window decoration..."
Lou Dashuai suddenly glanced at him and asked abruptly, "What do you think of this paper-cut window decoration?"
"This paper-cut window decoration?"
Nie Zhengyun glanced at the paper-cut window decoration again.
I've looked at it several times, but I still can't figure out what shape it is.
If I had to put it that way... it does look a bit like a turtle?
But why would the Marshal's Mansion put a turtle sticker on its front door?
—What if?
“It’s truly…unique.” Nie Zhengyun mused, “I’ve never seen anything like it anywhere else; it’s really special.”
Mao Mao's eyes lit up instantly!
"Special" means to praise!
Mao Mao raised her little head and said loudly, "It's a cat!"
"It's a cat made by Mao Mao!"
My dad said I looked like a turtle.
My brother said I looked like a turtle.
Only Uncle praised Mao Mao as soon as he saw her.
Uncle, you really are Mao Mao's best friend!
Everyone: "..."
...
After Nie Zhengyun left, Commander Lou held his youngest daughter tightly and wouldn't let go.
"Mao Mao, sleep with Daddy tonight, okay?" Lou Dashuai rubbed his beard against her soft cheek and coaxed her gently, "Daddy promises not to snore tonight."
Mao Mao shook her little head, struggling to break free from his embrace.
But she was no match for Commander Lou's strength; her small body couldn't break free even a fraction of an inch. She could only plead with her mother and brothers who were passing by, reaching out her little hands: "Help..."
Lou Dashuai's heart is breaking.
He saw it all.
That Nie Zhengyun is good at fooling children. He completely fooled their innocent little girl, calling him "Uncle" all night long, almost treating him like her own father.
He is Mao Mao's father!
If this continues, his unique position in Mao Mao's heart will soon be in jeopardy.
Lou Dashuai was extremely anxious, eager to improve his standing with his daughter.
Lou Fengju strode over and rescued Mao Mao from her father's arms.
Once rescued, Mao Mao tightly hugged her brother's neck with her little hands, holding him close.
She turned her little head away, showing the back of her head to Lou Dashuai: "I don't want to sleep with Daddy, no!"
Lou Fengju patted his sister's head reassuringly: "That's right, don't sleep with Dad. His snoring is so loud, it will disturb our Maomao."
Commander Lou's tiger-like eyes welled up with tears: "Mao Mao..."
"Dad, you are still the only dad in Mao Mao's heart. If you are too anxious, you will scare Mao Mao."
Lou Fengju carried his younger sister past their father and went upstairs.
As he walked, he said, "My shoulders are a little sore. What happened? Did I carry people for too long today? I wish someone could give me a shoulder massage..."
Mao Mao immediately responded, "I'll massage my brother's shoulders!"
"I knew our Mao Mao was the most considerate."
The brother and sister went upstairs together affectionately.
It was getting late, and the rest of the group went back inside one after another.
Before they parted ways, the wives were still clicking their tongues in disbelief.
"That Mr. Nie really did take the jade Buddha!"
"He's so generous."
"First they gave us big yellow croakers, now they're giving us jade Buddhas. Next time we meet, won't they be handing over the entire Green Gang to us, Mao Mao?"
"He's already this generous before even calling me 'Dad,' what will it be like when he actually does..."
"Don't say anything, the commander is heartbroken."
"Xia Xiaoxiang," the third concubine reminded, "you have to be careful not to let Mao Mao lose the jade Buddha."
Although it was obtained in exchange for a stone, it is a true treasure.
It can represent Nie Zhengyun's identity and is more valuable than it appears on the surface.
Xia Xiaoxiang, holding Mao Mao's cookie box, nodded solemnly in agreement.
The cookie tin rattled, and the contents inside clattered.
Afraid of bumping or damaging even a corner of the jade Buddha, Xia Xiaoxiang carefully held Mao Mao's cookie box, as if it were a fragile item.
Who would have thought that Mao Mao's pile of junk would actually become a treasure?
But……
Thinking back to all the gifts Mao Mao had received.
She's seen the world, so why isn't she surprised at all?
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