Jian Zhiyu looked at him funny: "Growing so big, my mind is all on you, are you still not satisfied?" ”

Jian Muxi nodded: "Satisfied, but Mr. Han still needs Mrs. Han's continued attention in the future." ”

Jian Zhiyu pursed his lips and smiled.

At the end of the company's year-end party, the family was ready to stay in the simple house for the New Year.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, they finished the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner early, and under the influence of Jian Zhiyu, the family sat around the sofa in the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Jian's mother hugged Jian Zhiyu and Jian Muxi, and sighed: "It's really good to finally be able to celebrate the New Year with two babies." ”

She glanced at Jian Zhiyu: "Thinking about leaving a baby in Australia for the New Year a few years ago, my heart is still sad." ”

Jian Zhiyu habitually hugged Jane's mother's arm and swayed: "Mom is over." She glanced at Jian Muxi deeply: "Every Spring Festival in the future, our family will spend it together." ”

Mother Jane touched the tears in the corners of her eyes, sighed lightly, and then hugged the two babies: "The little baby is right!" ”

When the clock struck twelve, scattered snowflakes drifted outside the window.

Jian Zhiyu rushed to the courtyard and stretched out his hand to catch the scattered snow in the sky: "It's snowing!" ”

She remembers that when she was a child, it seemed to snow every Chinese New Year, and then she dragged her brother to the yard to build a snowman.

Suddenly, her body was warm, and when she looked down, a thick down jacket was draped over her shoulders, and she looked at the person who was dressed for her, with a happy smile on her face: "Thank you!" ”

Jian Muxi stretched out his hand to tighten the down jacket on her body for her, with a doting face: "Be careful of catching a cold!" ”

Jian Zhiyu rested his head on his shoulder and looked at the snowflakes in the air: "I still remember the scene when I celebrated the New Year with my brother for the first time. ”

Jian Muxi snorted cold air in his nose: "En! Do you remember the New Year's gift you gave me at that time? ”

Jian Zhiyu looked at him with blinking.

Honestly, she really doesn't remember that.

She scratched her head: "That ......"

Jian Muxi looked at her and shook his head and smiled: "I know you don't remember!" Then, like a trick, he took out a piece of plastic paper from behind him.

Probably because of the over-plastic, the painting is well protected, and even the uneven color is smeared.

Jian Zhiyu took the piece of paper with some hesitation, looked at the things on the painting, and looked at Jian Muxi suspiciously: "This is the first New Year's gift I gave you?" ”

Jian Muxi nodded reluctantly: "En!" ”

Facing the street lamp, Jian Zhiyu carefully observed the things on the painting, and was puzzled: "How could I draw a dog and give it to my brother?" ”

Jian Muxi glanced at her: "You also know that this painting is a dog?" ”

Jian Zhiyu looked up at him, his face full of doubts: "Isn't it?" ”

Jian Muxi's face was as aggrieved and ugly as eating Coptis chinensis: "I also feel like a dog, but at the time, you said that this was a painting, and I built a snowman with you in the snow." ”

"Huh?" Jian Zhiyu picked up the painting again in disbelief and looked left and right, and then bit his lower lip: "My painting skills at that time were still good, and I actually painted my brother's charm." ”

Jian Muxi looked at her with wide eyes, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Jane, Zhi, Yu!" Then he grabbed his hands and made a gesture to make a simple statement.

Jian Zhiyu was shocked, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly stuffed the painting to Jian Muxi and rushed into the house.

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