Chinese New Year's Eve, in the brightly lit night, there was a burst of laughter from time to time in Mingke's old mansion.

Almost all the friends in Jiangcheng gathered here to celebrate the New Year, and there was a large table of people sitting around.

The house was stained with fire, and the winter cold was all driven out of the door.

Amy stood up and went to inspect the vents that had been set aside to keep the room safe from the oven fire.

The living room and kitchen of the old house are also separate, and you need to walk through the boxy yard to get there.

She checked the vents and pushed the door open, ready to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything she needed help with.

It was cold outside, Amy gathered the red scarf around her neck, wrapped her clothes tightly, and walked briskly towards the kitchen, when she heard a knock on the door outside [vinegar slippery literature-first issue] as she turned around the courtyard.

This is Mingke's house, and it should be a guest who came to visit her door, and it would be rude for her to open the door directly.

So Amy went out of the kitchen and found Ming's mother.

"It looks like there's a guest coming outside."

"Is this the point in time?"

It was already dark, and although the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner had not officially begun, it was indeed night.

Who will come to their house on the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve?

Ming's mother walked over with such doubts and glanced out through the crack in the door.

Outside the door, there is a Western-style man wearing a suit and tie, with elegant gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a square thing wrapped in red silk in his right hand, which looks like a gift brought to someone's house in ancient times.

Ming's mother didn't know this person.

But she still opened the door and asked politely, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Maybe this person is a colleague or friend of Minker.

Unexpectedly, the man bowed slightly to her and replied:

"Ms. Qi, I came to you specially to talk to you about Mr. Mingke."

"Looking for me?"

Ming's mother was a little puzzled, since she returned to the city from the countryside, she has not been to any social occasions again, and she usually keeps as low a profile as she can, trying to reduce her sense of existence, for fear of the catastrophe like before it happens.

Other colleagues who have returned to work like her are in a similar situation, so although they usually get along well in school, they usually only move around too often in private, let alone a special day like Chinese New Year's Eve.

"That's right. I forgot to introduce myself, I am Mr. Ming Yanghong's new agent, Wu Xinli, and it is a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Oh, that's the case, then you should talk to Mingke."

Ming's mother has been waiting for Ming Yanghong for so many years, but in the end, what she was waiting for was the news that he remarried abroad and gave birth to another son.

A sincere mistake, although her good family upbringing made her not hysterical, and also allowed her to think rationally, understanding that under the circumstances at that time, Ming Yanghong didn't know if she could have the opportunity to return to China again, and it was normal for her to get married and have children overseas, but emotionally speaking, she really couldn't face the people and things related to Ming Yanghong with a smile on her face.

Especially after she vaguely guessed that the fire that Amy experienced before might have something to do with Ming Yanghong's side, she united with Ming Ke for the first time in this matter, and resolutely expressed her unwillingness to have anything to do with Ming Yanghong's side.

"No, today's business is to talk to you, and it only takes you three minutes to delay."

Wu Xinli's attitude was resolute, Ming's mother glanced back, the others in the house did not notice this, and Amy, who only knew that there was a guest visiting, was also in the kitchen to make final preparations for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was good, and she didn't want to be ruined by the person in front of her.

So, Ming's mother walked out of the door with her feet raised and gently covered the door.

"Please."

Wu Xinli is more businesslike than Gong Da, like an emotionless work machine.

"I have been entrusted by an agent to negotiate with you. Mr. Ming Yanghong hopes to meet Mr. Mingke in Hong Kong City, and he has this right as Mr. Mingke's father. ”

"He wants to see Mingke, why doesn't he let you talk to Mingke directly? Mingke is already an adult, and it should be up to him to decide whether to go or not, not to talk to me. ”

In the matter of Ming Yanghong, Ming's mother was unwilling to interfere with Ming Ke.

Mingke has now graduated from college and is working in society, and as a mother, she doesn't need to check everything.

"There is some misunderstanding between Mr. Mingke and Mr. Mingyanghong, and Mr. Mingke refuses to talk to anyone related to Mr. Mingyanghong, so I can only come to you, hoping that you can tell Mr. Mingke that Mr. Mingyanghong will stay in the port city for two to three months in October this year, and that Mr. Mingke can go to him at any time during this time if he wishes. Mr. Ming Yanghong said that he, like you, is no longer young, a man who has stepped into the soil with half a foot, and he hopes to see his children in his lifetime. ”

The expression on Mingmu's face did not change in any way because of these words, but she maintained the basic courtesy towards strange guests.

After Wu Xinli finished speaking, she didn't leave any guests, let alone say any extra polite words, and went directly into the courtyard to close the door.

This is enough to express the anger in her heart at this time, for Mingmu, who has always watched the guests go away and then turn around and close the door.

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

Amy happened to come from the kitchen to pick up something and bumped into this scene and asked her a little worriedly.

Mother Ming hesitated for a moment, took Amy to a place where there was no one, and asked:

"Ke'er's father asked someone to tell me that he would be in Hong Kong City for a while this October and wanted to see Ke'er, and I don't know if I should tell Ke'er about it. He's an adult, and I think he has the ability to make his own decisions, but he doesn't want to listen to anything about his father at all right now......"

This matter is really difficult for Ming's mother.

She doesn't have any closer relatives around her, and Mingke herself is so emotionally introverted that she has to ask Amy for help.

"Auntie wants to hear my thoughts?"

Ming Mu nodded.

"I'm not sure what to do better, I'm worried that if this matter is not handled well, Ke'er will have regrets in the future."

As for what regrets, Ming's mother didn't say it explicitly, but Amy could understand.

The child born by Ming Yanghong and Yu Luqing is about to graduate and work, and he himself is not young.

In the face of death, many of the things he once did would become insignificant.

"From what I know about Mingke, he probably won't want to hear anything about his uncle again."

He didn't even want to hear Ming Yanghong's name anymore now, otherwise he would not be able to control the anger around him.

Amy knew that this was because the dangerous things she had encountered before really frightened him, and now the three words of Ming Yanghong were equivalent to blowing up from time to time, and he could explode again at any time and cause harm to the people around him.

He didn't dare to gamble, and he wouldn't gamble.

"Alas......"

Ming Mu sighed softly, she had already thought of this answer.

"Does Auntie want Mingke to meet her uncle?"

Ming Mu shook her head.

"Actually, I don't know what I want him to do, as a mother, I hope he can be happy, and I hope he can look back on the past in the future without regrets."

Amy doesn't quite understand this feeling.

She has never felt the love of her father and mother, and her only feelings for home come from Grandma Wang and Mother Ming.

But she thought, it must be different from real parental love.

Amy thought for a moment before she said to Ming's mother:

"I see what you mean, I'll try to talk to Mingke, but the final decision is still in his hands."

Ming's mother glanced at her gratefully.

"Thank you. The boy still doesn't like to talk to me very much, and if I mention his father's business, he probably won't listen at all and interrupt. ”

Amy comforted Mother Ming a few words, and then got busy with her again for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

In any case, life always has to go on, doesn't it?

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is very rich, with meat and vegetarian combinations, a lot of cold and hot dishes, drinks are also produced by Miller, and there is a color TV next to it, which is not common now.

The color TV was new, larger than the previous black-and-white TV, with a large lump behind the screen, like the oldest desktop computer in Amy's memory.

There aren't many TV shows now, but because it's New Year, there's festive music playing all the time.

After all the dishes were served, everyone happily took their respective positions, toasting to the cheerful and red-hot music and taking turns to say auspicious words.

Outside the window, there are thousands of lights, swaying and shining.

On the other side of the deep city, Ai's father, Ai's mother, and Ai Qianjin also sat in the rental house, sitting together at the small dining table eating, drinking, and talking.

"Your mother and I have long known that our daughters are unreliable, and only our sons are the best. No, now that your mother and I have no jobs, look for your three sisters above, one runs faster than the other, everyone thinks we are troublesome and unwilling to reach out to help us, or hello, obviously the working conditions are so much harder than them at the beginning, but you are still willing to support us. Son, don't be afraid, your mother and I are still young, and we will definitely not hold you back, and we will go out to find a job immediately after the New Year. ”

Ai's father is not telling empty words, but he really thinks so.

He and Ai's mother really love Ai Qianjian, and they are unwilling to let him suffer a little, and of course they are not willing to burden him at home.

If there were only three of them in the Ai family, it would definitely be a harmonious and happy family.

Ai Qianqian didn't answer them, he knew that there was no way to make them understand what equality between men and women was, and he couldn't tell them directly that the reason why the three sisters were unwilling to help them was because they had gone too far before.

He used to be a jerk too, and the suffering of several sisters at home had something to do with him.

Ai Qianjin can't do anything else, the only thing he can do is to honor his parents well, so that they can live a good life in their old age, not too bad.

Moreover, at this time in the deep city far away from his hometown, he was really happy to have Ai's father and mother by his side to celebrate the New Year together.

Thinking of this, Ai Qianqian raised the wine glass in front of him.

"Come, Dad, Mom, let's have a drink together, I wish we can all make a lot of money next year, and when the time comes, we will buy a big house and a big color TV, and we will live a better life together."

Ai's mother's eyes were a little hot.

She turned her head to secretly wipe away her tears.

"Well, okay, you must be able to make a lot of money and live a good life."