After Song Qiqi's words were finished, Song's father and Mrs. Song didn't speak, just looked at the things in front of them and were silent.

She regretted a little that she said this at this time, it should have been a happy atmosphere of family reunion, but she suddenly said it like a lack of roots, and it was difficult to collect it, and now it can't be recovered.

After a while, Song's father said: "In five years, I will be fifty years old, and your mother will be fifty-three years old. ”

Song Qiqi tried to be coquettish and confused: "Oh no, you can hire a professional to manage the company's affairs, I will watch it, I won't let you bother too much, didn't you say before that you would go around with your mother after I took over, you will go there then." ”

"Dad, Mom, you two just promise me, believe me, okay?"

The two of them looked at each other and frowned.

"Okay, I'm just mentioning it today, the specifics haven't been decided yet, and then we'll tell you when we decide, from now on we won't talk about this, just once a year, dumplings and dumplings."

"You decide for yourself, after all, you have grown up, and I believe you have your own judgment." In the end, Father Song could only say.

Song Qi nodded violently: "Okay." ”

She took the initiative to put the dumpling wrapper into Mrs. Song's hands, dug up the filling for her as if she were courteous, and looked at Mrs. Song eagerly.

Mrs. Song didn't say anything after all, and let him go.

Song Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

After wrapping the dumplings, Song Qiqi went upstairs to his room, searched for a few books, and took out all the things that were sandwiched inside.

Those things used to be the peripherals she bought when Chen Yeye first debuted, and in order to increase sales, she used to buy hundreds of magazines with Chen Yeye as the cover, and then slowly distributed them to the people who were chasing Chen Yeye at that time.

And these are very precious, related to Chen Yeye's many first posters, some photos and letters.

She packed all her things into a box and moved them downstairs into the trunk of the car, planning to return them to Chen Yanye and see what he could do.

It's time to finish eating, and the dumplings made by Mrs. Song are on the plate like gold ingots, each skin is thin and the filling is thick, and the filling is very rich in one bite, and it is also delicious.

In this dumpling with an even head and a good look, you can see at a glance that the strange-shaped dumpling she wrapped, even she doesn't want to eat it.

Just as he was about to start, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Before it was time to pay New Year's greetings, she was a little curious about who was coming, and looked up intently in the direction of the door.

The aunt went to open the door, and a boy in a khaki down jacket, black sweatpants, and seven-figure sneakers appeared in her sight, followed by a girl in a black coat and white pants.

Song Qiqi's expressionless face suddenly wrinkled, a little disgusted, and a little surprised.

"Auntie, sister-in-law, we're late." The male voice spoke.

Song Qiqi looked at Mrs. Song, and saw that her expression had not changed, and her disgusted expression was a little more restrained.

The people who came were the children of her aunt's family, one named Cheng Zhi and the other Cheng Wang.

Under the influence of Mrs. Song, Song Qiqi has not been interested in the two since he was a child.

When she was born at the time, Cheng Zhi was six years old, and Cheng Wang was also two years old, her memory before the age of three was not clear, but after the age of three, she remembered that Cheng Zhi bullied her every time she followed her mother to her house to play, and bullied her hard.

She believes that human nature is inherently evil because of these two sisters and brothers.

Song Jiji's most impressive time was at her birthday party, Mrs. Song bought her a beautiful little dress, she wore it to play in the bedroom, and after Cheng Zhi came, she "accidentally" cut a hole in her skirt.

Since then, every time Cheng Zhi comes to her house, Song Ji always has to cry.

Song Qiqi poked the dumplings, a little absent-minded, I don't know why this sibling suddenly came to her house in the thirties of the Chinese New Year's Eve this year, and came so coincidentally.

"Come and sit down, the dish is just cooked, come and try the dumplings made by your aunt." Before she could figure it out, Father Song took the initiative to beckon them to take a seat.

Song Qi pouted, feeling uncomfortable for a moment.

The aunt and her father's twenties and thirties and her mother had already told her as a joke, and Mrs. Song put it down, but she still had a mustard in her heart.

She pursed her lips and glanced at Father Song, wanting to convey something with her eyes, but Father Song didn't receive the signal, and was squeezing her eyebrows, Cheng Zhi walked over and sat in the vacant seat next to her.

Cheng Zhi took out a small box from his LV bag and handed it to her, saying, "I bought you a gift when I was on a business trip some time ago, see if you like it or not." ”

Song Jiqi didn't really want to take it, and after taking it, she had to return one out of politeness, thinking that picking a gift for Cheng Zhi would be enough for her to have a headache.

The whole table looked at them, and she had to reach out and take it after thinking about it, and after thanking her, she put it aside casually, and didn't look at it.

The memories of her childhood are too deep, and even what Cheng Zhi does now can't change her impression of her.

"What about your mother, why didn't you come?" Mrs. Song spoke up to resolve the embarrassment.

Cheng Zhi said obediently: "My mother will go back to my grandmother's house, and she will come over in the next year." ”

Song Qi lowered his head to eat, and didn't want to speak for a moment.

Knowing that the last person my mother wants to hear is my grandmother, Cheng Zhi's fluttering words can offend their family of three.

She took a small ball and put it in the bowl, and said to Mrs. Song, "Mom, I'm hungry, can I eat first?" ”

Mrs. Song leaned on her and pushed the dumpling plate towards her, "Eat, after eating, your father said to take us to the suburbs to set off fireworks." ”

Song Qiqi's face lit up instantly, and the reunion dinner was a lot more fragrant.

Halfway through the meal, Song Qiqi learned that Cheng Zhi and Cheng Wang were called over by Mrs. Song herself, and it is said that they also invited their mother.

As for the reason for inviting them over, it is related to a funeral attended by Mrs. Song on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month.

The person who died was a friend she had known when she was younger, and it was very sudden, almost the day before she was playing on the golf course, and the next day she was gone.

The person was absent at night, the cause of death was a heart attack, and the person was gone when he was found.

Until the funeral was over, Mrs. Song couldn't believe that the old friend had died.

That day, Mrs. Song suddenly understood what it was, and all grievances in the face of life and death were not counted as grievances.

So this time she took the initiative to invite their family of three.

The impatience on Song Qiqi's face had completely disappeared, and even the eyes that looked at Cheng Zhi and Cheng Wang were much calmer.

After dinner, the group drove to the suburbs to set off fireworks.

When she was in the car, Song Qiqi's mobile phone kept ringing, it was a New Year's message and WeChat sent by someone, and she took the trouble to take it out and reply every time and then put it back.

She didn't know what to expect, but she thought that the next one might surprise her.