Chapter 1227 1227: Daddy, Hug

They weren't as drunk as they were back then, but they were sober.

Looking at the cold stars in the night, Dong Huiying remembered a lot of things, but what she thought about the most was the man who had no conscience.

Yixuan, at this moment, where are you?

Coincidentally.

In a mountain village somewhere, the subordinates looked at the man who was as gentle as jade, carrying a wine jug, and climbed up to the roof with his hooves.

"What's wrong with the owner?" The people gathered together in a whisper and secretly bit their ears.

"You only came this year, so it's understandable that you don't know. Our owner has always been like this, this is an annual practice. On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, he was always alone on the roof, sitting all night. ”

At this moment, a soft little bun, wearing a light purple jacket, he opened his little fat legs with a cute face, and slowly came out of the house holding on to the wall.

"Daddy?" Soft and cute, big eyes and water smart.

On the room, the gentlemanly and gentle man was suddenly startled when he heard the sound, and then he went down the ladder.

"Forgetfulness."

The little man grinned, revealing a few cute millet teeth. He raised his chubby little hand, "Daddy, hug!" ”

The man smiled and scooped up the child, "I'm not well-behaved at all, why don't you sleep yet." ”

The child tilted his head, looked at his father, and then shook his head slightly, "Sleepy, no!" ”

"On the contrary, it's not sleepy."

"Well, not sleepy!" nodded solemnly, and then the little milk baby stretched out her short little hand, hugged her father's neck, and smeared her father's face with saliva.

The man smiled indulgently and dotingly, and the little milk baby was also happy with his little teeth.

"Fangfang, look, every day!" The little baby waved her little hand, pointed to the roof, and then to the sky.

The man pinched him, "Okay, go up to the room and look at the stars." ”

After that, the man looked back at the subordinate behind him: "Butler, bring the quilt that you have not forgotten, and light a brazier and send it to the roof." ”

"Yes, the farmer, the old slave will do it!"

When the housekeeper brought the quilt, the man wrapped the little baby tightly with the quilt, and then took the little baby down the ladder to the roof.

He sat cross-legged and placed the little figure between his legs.

"Every day, every day!" The little milk baby excitedly stretched out her little hand and pointed to the cold night.

The man chuckled, "Not good again." He shoved the child's little hand back into the quilt, and then he looked into the night and said, "That's the star, the twinkle, the star." ”

"Star?" The child tilts his little head.

The man looked at the cold star and nodded gently, "Yes, it's a star...... "Year after year, year after year, year after year, the place is different, but this big Chinese New Year's Eve star is still as beautiful as that night."

He chuckled and took a sip of thin wine, as if thinking of something, and let out another sad smile mixed with loneliness and bitterness......

New Year's Day.

Dong Huiying decided to go to the town, although the family had everything to eat, but she planned to go back to her parents' house to have a look, so she grabbed everyone out of the house.

Shuyu, a lazy chronic child, although she is usually lazy, is not absent at this time.

With the men in the family, took a carriage to Taihang Town under the mountain, Dong Huiying walked and shopped, she walked into a store, selected a few hostas, and made people wrap them directly very proudly.

Well, anyway, even this shop belongs to our family, and the things in the shop are naturally our family's, so you don't have to pay cash to buy and buy, which is really refreshing.

Chapter VII.

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