For a moment, everyone in the room fell silent.

A moment later.

Comrade Lao Nan got up and went to the kitchen.

It didn't take long for a bowl of steaming dumplings to come out.

"Eat, take the vinegar yourself." Comrade Lao Nan said angrily.

Di Jinghan thanked him seriously, "Thank you, Uncle Nan." ”

Nan Qiyue handed over a plate of vinegar, "Oh, and chili peppers......"

Di Jinghan was a little flattered, and stiffly said "thank you" to Nan Qiyue.

Ding Dong –

The doorbell rings.

The seventh day of junior high volunteered, "I'll open the door!" ”

He ran too fast and slid on the wooden floor for a while before he braked the car.

When I opened the door, it was a snowy river.

"Jiang Xiao!" Nan Qiyue's eyes lit up and pounced.

Jiang Shi naturally stretched out his arms and took the little girl into his arms.

Crunch squeak –

Comrade Lao Nan grinded his teeth and deliberately coughed loudly, "Cough, cough...... It's not playing mahjong, why are you here today! ”

Nan Qiyue shyly left Jiang Shi's arms, "Why are you here?" ”

Jiang Shi handed over a paper bag, "New Year's gift." ”

Nan July couldn't wait to open it, and inside was a pink scarf.

"Beautiful! I like it! ”

Jiang Shi added quietly, "Oh, I knitted it." ”

"Really?"

Nan Qi picked up the scarf and looked at it several times, and there were indeed many small flaws on it, and it looked like it was hand-knitted......

"Hmm...... Jiang Xiao, you are so amazing! ”

Comrade Lao Nan said sourly: "What is this, I think I knitted a sweater for your mother back then...... When you were a child, I sewed cotton pants for you......"

Di Jinghan lowered his eyelids and ate dumplings silently.

During the Chinese New Year, Jiang Shi came, and Comrade Lao Nan was not easy to catch up, so he could only look at his little padded jacket nesting beside Jiang Shi, and even watched the Spring Festival Gala that he didn't like to watch with relish.

This warm scene fell in Di Jinghan's eyes, which was particularly dazzling.

After eating the dumplings, he put away the dishes and chopsticks, "Uncle, excuse me, I'll go back first." ”

"Hey...... Have you eaten enough? Comrade Lao Nan's standard mouth is hard and soft-hearted, "It's not easy to drive when it's snowing, so you can live here tonight." ”

Di Jinghan smiled, "How can there be a reason to live in someone else's house for the New Year, and I am already very satisfied to have a Chinese New Year's Eve meal." ”

Comrade Lao Nan was silent for a moment, "You wait for me." ”

He went upstairs with a fat beer belly, and when he came down, he had a long black down jacket in his hand.

"I bought it for the seventh year of junior high school, and when I bought it big, he couldn't wear it, so it was still new. You young people, as long as the demeanor is not warm, can you keep warm by wearing a coat? You have to wear a down jacket in winter, you know......"

After a long time, he still had to force Di Jinghan to put on that ugly down jacket.

"Don't take it off! Do you hear that?! ”

Di Jinghan adjusted his breathing, "Thank you, uncle." ”

"Thank you! It's said that it's a dress that can't be worn on the seventh day of the first month! ”

Chu Qi's belly: He can obviously wear it! Winter clothes, what does it matter if you are older?

*

Di Jinghan was wrapped in a thick down jacket, and the heating in the car was very hot, but he was not willing to take it off.

Something that is too warm is always greedy.

The car pulled up to a garbage can, he rolled down the window, and after a moment, rolled it up again.

In the trash can, the ugly pink gloves lie quietly, unknown.

It will never be known again by the person who should have received the gift.