On Chinese New Year's Eve, the capital is brightly lit, but there are not many people.

Once a year, I return to my hometown every festival.

"Auntie brought a lot of specialties from other countries, as well as the durian cake just now, which is also my favorite, I remember the last time I ...... with my aunt" Meng Xiaoxuan opened her mouth and said to herself, with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

Xu Yuan looked into the distance and nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, Meng Xiaoxuan changed her words and asked in a low voice, "Mother's ...... Is it related to my aunt?"

The cold wind hit, and the atmosphere was as low as freezing.

After being stunned for a minute or two, Xu Yuan nodded slightly and said softly, "Hmm." ”

Rao is Meng Xiaoxuan had already prepared in her heart, but she still couldn't help but feel cold in her heart.

She's not stupid.

Two years ago today, after her father came back, she notified her aunt as soon as possible, but her aunt was not as excited, happy and impatient as she thought.

After that, for two whole years, the aunt did not show up, something that had never happened in the previous eighteen years.

If I don't see myself for a few months, my aunt will think that she wants to die.

Why didn't it come this time?

I didn't even come back for the New Year.

How could Meng Xiaoxuan not think about it?

It's because of Dad!

Now, this conjecture has finally been confirmed.

My aunt is ashamed of her father.

And my father's attitude towards the Meng family also proves this.

"On the day you were born, I was not there, and your mother gave birth early due to an accident. At that time, it was difficult to have both, and your mother said to protect you, and your aunt agreed. Xu Yuan didn't want to say more.

If he was there, he could have saved both, but he wasn't there that day.

And Meng Xiaoxuan's mother's accident was caused by the Meng family, so this is also the reason why Meng Cen'er did not let Xiaoxuan and the Meng family meet.

She knew Xu Yuan's temper very well.

Without Tu Meng's family, it was already Xu Yuan's last compromise with his deceased wife.

Meng Xiaoxuan's eyes were red, and tears flowed down.

She has mixed emotions.

"What about you...... Is it my aunt's fault?" Meng Xiaoxuan asked.

"It's not strange now. Xu Yuan spoke.

After being silent for a few minutes, Xu Yuan continued: "Let's go, go back to sleep." Natural and man-made disasters, the former can't be avoided. Your aunt, that's right, you're not wrong, it's me who is wrong...... I was so competitive...... Win the world, lose her!"

Xu Yuan turned and left.

After that, Meng Xiaoxuan also walked back to the room.

At this moment, behind the curtain next to the balcony where they had just stood, trembling slightly.

Meng Cen Er tried her best to cover her mouth and let out a sobbing sound.

A mother's love for her daughter is the most selfless love in the world, and there is no one.

But except for the mother, no one else will ever be qualified to say the word "keep the child".

Even if it is just a paraphrase, it will make Meng Caire feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Now it's not weird?

Doesn't it show how much Xu Yuan complained about Meng Cen'er in the past? That made her want to die for a while! More than the day her sister and Xu Yuan got married!

After so many years, Meng Ceng'er finally understood why her sister wanted her to take care of Xiaoxuan and Xu Yuan.

Because if it weren't for this entrustment, Meng Ceng'er might not have been able to insist on choosing self-liberation.

Sister, always that sister.

In front of her, she will always be a little girl who can't grow up.

There was nothing to say all night, and each thought about it.

……

At eleven o'clock the next day, although it was noon, because everyone slept late the day before, this point was acceptable.

Far away, Xu Yuan smelled the fragrance, and he walked out of the bedroom with the head of the chicken nest.

This scent, strange and familiar.

"Peanut porridge?" Meng Xiaoxuan also appeared with a pair of panda eyes, sleepy-eyed.

Apparently, no one slept well last night.

"How do you know?" Xu Yuan said.

This is his favorite porridge and used to be his daily must-have breakfast.

"In the past, my aunt would make it for me every morning!" Meng Xiaoxuan rushed to the dining room downstairs barefoot, happy like a child.

Xu Yuan was stunned, and for a long time, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

It seems that after he left, Cen Er shouldered two responsibilities.

Be a father and a mother again.

On the dinner table.

Meng Xiaoxuan and Xu Yuan ate extremely violently, and it could be seen that they had been looking forward to this peanut porridge for a long time.

"This porridge is to mix the minced meat with the minced ginger, and sprinkle three or five green onions when it comes out at the end, it's amazing!" Xu Yuan opened his mouth to comment, "Just three or five, too much is too greasy, and less is not fragrant." ”

"Yes, you really think you're a gourmet, I've eaten the second bowl, you're not fast!" Meng Xiaoxuan served herself another bowl and gave up today's body management.

The family is happy.

"Well, there's something I'd like to discuss with you. Meng Cen Er spoke.

Xu Yuan nodded.

"I want to ...... After the year, let's find a time to travel, shall we?" Meng Ceng'er said.

Meng Xiaoxuan was so excited that she almost smashed the table: "Okay!"

Then the two women looked at Xu Yuan at the same time, in this family, the big things have always been the men's decision.

"After more than a month of the Chinese New Year, I may be a little busy. Xu Yuan really can't pull away, there have been a lot of things recently, especially when he is still preparing to open a new TV series, the kind that he directs and acts.

"Huh?"

The two women glanced at Xu Yuan at the same time.

"How about the end of next month or the beginning of next month?

In this family, there has never been a major event.

"Okay, that's it. Meng Xiaoxuan made a decision, and the two daughters showed joy on their faces.

"Then I'll take care of the foreign affairs, and then shift the focus back to China to escort you. "Meng Cen'er is well arranged, her affairs are not one or two, if she wants to come back, she has to finish it anyway, half a year and a year are fast.

Look at Boss Ma, the handover must be arranged a year in advance.

Tick tick!

Xu Yuan's mobile phone rang, and Ning Meng called.

"Xu Yuan, where are you now? Come to the hospital, I'm rushing to Lang Lang's side. That little fresh meat really got into trouble in advance, bite someone first, it's really bad!"

Ning Meng hung up the phone, Xu Yuan packed up, and prepared to go out.

Meng Xiaoxuan stayed at home and was with Meng Cen'er.

After Xu Yuan left, the two women looked at each other, and each moved out of their own computers to fight in the living room.

It turned out that both of them had trumpets and often fought for Xu Yuan on the Internet.

On the Internet, the interview video of the fresh meat surnamed Wang is also being circulated.

"First of all, I want to apologize to everyone, I did make a mistake in last night's performance. But for a reason, Xu Yuan deliberately interfered with me offstage at that time!" The speech of the surname Wang Xianrou was surprising.

Can you make such an excuse?

"And this sketch is not my top of him, it was because he didn't play a big name, and I participated in it temporarily, so I am a little unskilled, please understand. Regarding this point, you can also go to China Television for verification. I didn't do anything wrong, and I wasn't afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. ”

"What? Yes, it was true that his left hand was injured during the conflict with me, but I was also hit on the face by him, and I rubbed a lot of powder, you see, this is ......."

"I was talking, Lang Lang inexplicably rushed over and beat me, I really can't believe that this kind of person is actually an internationally renowned artist, really staying crooked for a long time, thinking that we mainlanders are easy to bully?"

The surname Wang is fresh meat, and Director Han, the assistant director of the small category, is also there.

He kept nodding his head, and from time to time he confirmed the statement that the surname Wang was fresh meat, which enhanced his persuasiveness.