"Wen Lu, you may not understand that feeling. Every time I receive a gift that is perfunctory, I feel very sad because you don't pay attention."

"For example, as long as you observe a little bit, you will know that I don't like to use perfume, but you gave me many, many perfumes. Those perfumes are in the bottom cabinet of the bedroom wardrobe, and I haven't touched them."

"Wen Lu, if you don't understand, forget it. You don't have to force yourself. I don't like what you gave me."

Tong Yao didn't accept his gift at all, and her eyes were very cold.

Wen Lu shrank his hand, but still insisted on giving her the gift: "Look, maybe this time... you will like it."

"I don't want your gift."

Nursery Rhymes Leave.

She went to find Mo Mo.

Wen Lu lowered his head sadly and put away the gift in his hand.

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, light snowflakes began to fall in the sky again.

In the evening, the snow became heavier and heavier, and the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker.

The Tong family did not drive Wen Lu away because Mo Mo wanted his father.

In the evening, Mr. Tong asked the kitchen to prepare hot pot. The Tong family, which had always been sparsely populated, suddenly seemed to be filled with fireworks. Everyone sat down at the table, including Wen Lu.

Wen Lu was not idle, he was always doing things. During the meal, he even peeled shrimps for Mo Mo and Tong Yao.

Tong Yao was a little surprised because she found that Wen Lu's movements were very skillful.

Tong Guansheng didn't say anything. Even if he did speak, it was just to tease Mo Mo and ignore Wen Lu.

Of course, no one except Mo Mo cared about Wen Lu.

Wen Lu is like an outsider.

"Let's set off fireworks at night." Mo Mo couldn't speak clearly, but spoke excitedly to all the adults.

Tong Guansheng was the first to agree, cheerfully saying: "Okay, grandpa will take Mo Mo to set off fireworks."

Nursery Rhyme has not seen her grandfather so happy for many years, and Mo Mo's arrival made the atmosphere in the whole family different.

No one said much, New Year's Eve was peaceful and peaceful, and tomorrow is the new year.

I don’t want Mo Mo to be unhappy. If anything happens, we’ll talk about it after the New Year.

There was a lot of fun in the restaurant, and the white heat from the hot pot was rising. The temperature inside was very different from that outside. Looking out from the room, there was white snow outside the window.

Wen Lu was quite good at taking care of people, serving them soup and fruits respectively.

After a while, I couldn't eat any more nursery rhymes, so I played with Mo Mo for a while.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Mo insisted on setting off fireworks. Tong Guansheng took his hand and went to the courtyard outside. The little guy was wrapped tightly and held the fireworks prepared for him by his great-grandpa.

In the restaurant, only Wen Lu and Tong Yao were left.

Tong Yao also stood up and walked towards the window. She was wearing a light beige turtleneck sweater, her hair was tied high, she looked gentle and fresh, and her face was rosy.

Standing by the window, you can see the beautiful snow scenery outside, but the nursery rhymes don't look at the scenery, they just look at Mo Mo.

She was also worried that Mo Mo was unsatisfied. So far, the little guy's adaptability was pretty good, at least much better than his father's.

She lay by the window and watched Mo Mo's fireworks. The colorful fireworks rose into the sky and bloomed with a "pop" sound. The children looked up and jumped on the snow.

The little guy is so small that he looks like a little penguin.

The brilliant fireworks reflected in Mo Mo's pure pupils, adding beauty to the world.

Tong Yao looked at it, and the corners of her lips curved cheerfully.
Chapter completed!