The domestic Christmas atmosphere naturally cannot be compared with foreign countries, and everywhere seems less authentic, but the best thing the Chinese are at doing is to combine everything with China's national conditions, and then develop a set of Chinese characteristics.

As for some so-called experts jumping out and saying that Christmas is also a kind of cultural invasion, and today's young people are keen to celebrate Christmas, which made Europeans want to do it more than 100 years ago, but they can't do it, and it has become a reality today.

There are also people who say that the Chinese have been invaded by the children and grandchildren who were badly educated by Jesus, and that Christmas is to forget their ancestors, because Christmas itself commemorates Jesus.

Assuming that this view is correct, then shouldn't we also know who Jesus is? Find out how Jesus educated their descendants? How can he be stronger than the descendants of Confucius? If you don't know him and don't get close to him, how can you defeat him? If the resistance works, the Qing Dynasty will still need to fall?

This is simply a funny statement, because few Chinese know Jesus at all, and most of them have just known Santa Claus, and it doesn't matter who Jesus is, the important thing is that even if there is no holiday, these two days are very happy.

Because the Chinese have no faith, so all festivals are celebrated, don't think that it is so easy to let the Chinese people have faith in their minds, if it is really that easy, the Chinese now do not have to blindly resist all day, it is precisely because the output of faith is not easy, so our tall and tall can not play, and foreigners also can't play.

Unless one day, our traditional festivals can also be popular all over the world, then we can play the foreign festival to the essence, ordinary citizens, or always make their every day wonderful, this is the most important thing.

In addition, are foreigners really religiously celebrating Christmas because of their faith?

Song Zheng still remembers a Christmas before the crossing, when the US President Trump announced: "Tax cuts are a Christmas gift for all Americans." ”

After listening to Trump's words, you should know the connotation of Christmas, right?

In fact, for Americans, Jesus doesn't matter, the key is whether you can make Christmas very happy, very happy, this is the essence of a holiday, where does it come from so much depth? Where does it come from so much nonsense?

Chinese like Christmas, but unlike foreigners, they have long regarded Christmas as a festival of eating, drinking and having fun, nothing more than to find a reason to relax and play crazy, as for what Jesus did, no one cared.

Song Zheng's father and daughter came out of the small shop on the street, it was already three o'clock in the evening, and after the excitement passed, Song Ning also began to feel sleepy.

"Go home!"

Although Song Ning was very sleepy, he was still reluctant, but when he thought that Song Zheng would have to work tomorrow, he nodded sensibly, and said with longing in his eyes: "Dad, can you still take me out to play next Christmas? When the time comes, come out with my mother and brother!"

Song Zheng smiled and clenched Song Ning's little hand, and said, "Okay!, but tonight's incident, you can't tell your mother, you must keep it secret, you know!?"

Song Ning tilted his head and asked, "Will Mom be unhappy?"

Song Zheng nodded and said, "Mom will indeed be unhappy, but Mom is worried about you, you know?"

Song Ning nodded, rubbed his eyes, and said, "I know!"

Song Zheng rubbed Song Ning's little head and squatted in front of her: "Come on! Dad carries you!"

"No, Dad, I can walk by myself, Dad is tired too!"

"Come on, Dad hasn't carried you for a long time!"

When Song Ning heard this, he no longer refused, and smiled on Song Zheng's back, although he was ten years old, although his life was better now, Song Ning was still very thin, and he almost didn't feel weight when he carried it.

The snow gradually became lighter, and a thick layer accumulated on the road, and a gust of wind blew, rolling up the floating snow on the road, and hitting the face cold, fortunately, the distance from the parking position just now was not very far.

"Dad, it's so cold, do they have a place to live with the old grandmother and little sister we met just now?"

Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, and said: "Of course there is! They have money, they can go to the hotel, and they can buy tickets to go home, and the money can make them use it for a long time, maybe in a few days, they can go home and start a new life, and that little girl can also go to school, maybe you can see her again in the future!"

"Really?" Song Ning asked in surprise.

"Of course!"

Song Zheng said, his heart couldn't help but gloomy, although there was a lot of money, and even some salaried people only had so much income a year, but it was obviously a drop in the bucket to support the lives of their grandparents and grandchildren.

That old man looks quite old, I don't know how many years I can protect my granddaughter, if something happens to that old man, what will happen to that little girl?

Song Zheng didn't dare to think about it, he could only guess in a good direction, the cruel side of society, he really didn't want the child to be exposed to it too early, although when Song Ning was young, compared to that little girl, he was not much stronger.

"Song Zheng!"

Song Zheng was walking, and suddenly heard someone calling him, followed the sound and looked over, and couldn't help but be stunned, a car stopped next to them, the window fell, and a familiar and unfamiliar face appeared in his sight.

Song Jiahui!

If it weren't for the reunion, Song Zheng would have forgotten that there was such a person in this world.

It looks a lot haggard than the last time I met, the makeup on his face is very thick, and there is a puff of wind and dust, seeing Song Jiahui, Song Zheng subconsciously turned around, not wanting Song Jiahui to see Song Ning on his back.

But this is obviously in vain, such a big person, so close, how could Song Jiahui not see it, and suddenly the originally gloomy eyes burst into a bright color.

"That's ~~~~~"

"It doesn't matter who it is!"

Song Zheng interrupted Song Jiahui's words, and looked at Song Jiahui with warning eyes, although he didn't want to admit it very much, but the blood relationship could not be changed, Song Jiahui was Song Ning's mother, but in front of him, she was dressed as a cheesy woman, like a dusty woman, he didn't want Song Ning to know that she was her biological mother.

Song Jiahui wanted to speak, but when she met Song Zheng's gaze, that look made her feel afraid.

"Can I ~~~~~~ have a few words with you!?"

Song Zheng hesitated, but nodded: "My car is in front, let the child get in the car first." ”

After Song Zheng finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the parking place, Song Jiahui hurriedly said: "Let's get in my car first, it's snowing outside, don't freeze the child!"

"It's fine!"

Song Zheng quickened his pace, and Song Ning, who was lying on his back, didn't say a word from beginning to end, and didn't look at Song Jiahui in the car, but grabbed his clothes with two small hands.

Let Song Ning get into the car, Song Zheng turned on the air conditioner, then closed the car door, and looked at Song Jiahui who was parked and standing on the side of the road.

"What do you want to say?"

Song Zheng said, lit a cigarette, he only gave Song Jiahui a cigarette time, if it weren't for Song Ning, he really didn't want to have any contact with this woman.

Song Jiahui lowered her head and looked into the car from time to time, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything inside through the window, which made her heart even more gloomy.

"I'm ~~~~~~~ I'm married!"

Married!?

Song Zheng glanced at Song Jiahui, and there was no emotional fluctuation, as if he had heard an inconsequential news: "Is it?

Song Jiahui smiled bitterly when she heard this, took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes fell on her face, which seemed to take away a trace of wind and dust: "Yes! I have a home of my own! The child ~~~~~~."

"Very good! My wife treats her like her own!"

Song Jiahui pursed her lips and forced herself to show a smile: "That's good, that's good!"

"Don't you have anything else to say?"

Song Zheng actually didn't hate Song Jiahui in his heart, after all, Song Jiahui didn't abandon him, and he didn't have any feelings for Song Jiahui, but a mother could abandon her newborn child for the sake of a "better life" as she said, which Song Zheng could never forgive.

Just like in his previous life, when he was born, his biological mother left with a passing foreigner because she couldn't stand poverty, and since then, for more than 30 years, she has never seen him once.

Until he became famous in Hengdian and went back to the countryside to worship his ancestors, the mother who had never appeared in his memory suddenly stood in front of him, crying and shouting that he was sorry for him.

At that moment, Song Zheng only felt extremely ridiculous, especially when the woman kept saying that the mother and son would reunite and never be separated from now on, in fact, to put it bluntly, she just wanted him to support his old age.

When the so-called mother didn't appear, Song Zheng could barely make up an image of a mother in his heart, hating it, and still trying to excuse her, perhaps, his mother was also somewhere, and he always remembered him in his heart.

However, when his mother did appear, the fictional image collapsed in an instant, and all that was left was deep disgust.

"It's late, if there's nothing else, I'll go first!"

"Wait!"

Seeing that Song Zheng was leaving, Song Jiahui hurriedly shouted, hesitated, as if she had mustered up a lot of courage, and said: "Song Zheng! If ~~~~~~ hadn't left you at the beginning, I would ~~~~~."

Song Zheng couldn't help frowning when he heard this, is it still interesting to say this now?

In this world, how can there be so many ifs, if, everything has already happened, isn't it ridiculous to say this?

Facing Song Zheng's gaze, Song Jiahui couldn't say any more, lowered her head, and said in a choked voice: "Can you let me see Miaomiao?"

"No way!"

Song Zheng refused without thinking about it, looking at Song Jiahui's current appearance, although she said that she was married, but with this outfit, she could figure out what kind of person she married, Song Zheng didn't want her baby daughter to be polluted in any way.

Song Jiahui hurriedly said: "But no matter what, I am Miaomiao's mother." ”

"When you left, you weren't anymore!" Song Zheng waved his hand to stop Song Jiahui from speaking again, "Song Jiahui, if you really want the good of the child, it's best never to appear in front of her, look at your current appearance for yourself, do you think Miaomiao will want her biological mother to be like you!?"

"I ~~~~~~"

Song Jiahui can't refute how ridiculous her life has been over the years, she knows best, first with Song Xiaofei, and then after being dumped by Song Xiaofei, she also thought about starting her life again, but it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and she is used to a luxurious life, and she can't stand it at all when she is asked to find a job within her ability and live a 9-to-5 life.

However, fortunately, she was still ashamed, and did not slip into the abyss in one step, and after a period of time around several men, she met her current husband, a rich man who was thirty years older than her, had a dead wife, and his son was two years older than her.

Is life happy now?

Song Jiahui can't lie to herself, to put it bluntly, she just wants a free long-term meal ticket, a cash cow that can sell her famous brands and luxury cars at any time, and a cash cow that can satisfy any of her wishes.

After being broken by Song Zheng, Song Jiahui really hated to find a crack in the ground to get into, and she even regretted why she couldn't help but stop Song Zheng and let herself appear in front of the child like this.

Song Zheng looked at Song Jiahui and couldn't help sighing, although he didn't have any feelings for Song Jiahui, the woman in front of him was Song Ning's mother after all.

"Since you are married, you will live a good life in the future, you don't have to worry about the child, Lin Xinru and I will be good to her, she should grow up carefree, you are just bothering her!"

After Song Zheng finished speaking, he threw away the cigarette butt, opened the car door and sat in, started the car, and drove in the direction of home.

"Daddy!"

"Miaomiao, will you hate Daddy?"

Song Zheng knew that Song Ning knew everything very well, but the child was very sensible, and he was too heavy to say it.

"I won't! How could I hate Daddy!"

Song Zheng sighed and said, "Miaomiao, do you know who that person ~~~~~~~~ just now?"

Song Ning nodded, his expression gloomy.

Song Zheng looked at it, and couldn't help but feel a tingling in his heart, the appearance of that woman was too cruel for Song Ning.

If there was no such person as Song Jiahui in this world, Song Ning might live happily forever, but that woman would always appear inadvertently, and every time she appeared, she would put a thorn in Song Ning's heart.

"Miaomiao! She'~~~~~~she's your mother!"

Song Ning covered his ears violently and said loudly: "Don't say it, don't say it, Dad, I'm ~~~~~~ my mother at home, I only have one mother, and she ~~~~~~ I don't know her!"

Song Zheng was taken aback by Song Ning's reaction, which made him a little worried, he wanted to have a good talk with Song Ning, but how could an adult say it without hurting the child!?

Forget it, let's talk about it when Miaomiao grows up!

When I got home, Song Ning was already asleep, got out of the car with the child, entered the door, went upstairs, changed into pajamas, put it on the small bed, and watched the child sleep peacefully, Song Zheng retreated and returned to the room of the husband and wife.

"Why haven't you slept yet!?"

Lin Xinru snorted: "I originally wanted to see Miaomiao, but no one was there, I guessed that you took Miaomiao out to play!"

Song Zheng smiled, changed his clothes, fell on the bed, and took Lin Xinru into his arms: "Aren't you worried that Miaomiao will be stolen?"

Lin Xinru appreciated Song Zheng's eyes and said, "I'm not that stupid, what's more, Miaomiao has always been very sensible, if it weren't for your instigation, the child wouldn't have gone crazy with you!"

"All right, it's my fault, but in front of the kids, you have to pretend you don't know anything!"

"Hmph! I still need you to say!" Lin Xinru squirmed for a while and found a comfortable position, "Is Miaomiao happy?"

Song Zheng nodded, suddenly thought of Song Jiahui again, hesitated, and said, "When we came back, we met Song Jiahui!"

Song Jiahui!?

Lin Xinru was startled, but immediately regained her composure, that woman couldn't pose any threat to her now, so there was no need to take it to heart at all.

"And then?"

Lin Xinru's reaction surprised Song Zheng a little, listening to her tone, it seemed like a completely irrelevant matter, is this still the daughter-in-law who can knock over the vinegar vat when she has nothing to do?

But think about it carefully, Lin Xinru really doesn't need to be jealous for Song Jiahui: "When I came back, Miaomiao's mood was very bad, I thought ~~~~~~ if you could enlighten her, you also know that Miaomiao's mind is heavy, if this kind of thing has been pressed in her heart, I am worried that she ~~~~~ have some words, and it is not convenient for me to say it!"

Lin Xinru suddenly laughed: "You just told me, let me pretend that I don't know anything, if I say it, wouldn't I be a goof!"

That's right!?

I didn't expect it just now.

"Don't worry! Miaomiao will be fine, I know the child better than you!"

"But ~~~~~~"

"No, but!" Lin Xinru said, suddenly turned over, and the whole person was lying on Song Zheng's body, and one hand stretched out directly down.

I'll go~~~~~

"What time is it?"

Lin Xinru's eyes floated with a hint of resentment: "I don't care, you just care about going out with Miaomiao, you don't care about me, now I want you to make amends, by the way, what about my Christmas gift?"

"~~~~~~ in my top"

Song Zheng really prepared, of course, it was all bought with Ren Tong's help.

"I don't want a gift that I don't want if I don't have a gift in it!" Lin Xinru said, suddenly stood up and rode on Song Zheng's waist, "This is not the Christmas gift I want." ”

Lin Xinru said, suddenly took off her pajamas arrogantly, and under the illumination of the light, every inch of her skin was full of seductive luster.

"Husband, we're giving birth to a younger brother and sister for Miaomiao and Qiuqiu!"

Wait, shouldn't this be discussed in advance?

Not~~~~~~

There was no resistance at all, Lin Xinru bent down, kissed Song Zheng, and then ~~~~~~~~~

"Take it easy!"