"Hey, it's already past eight o'clock. Let's sit there for a while, drink some hot tea and then go..."

This time the preface did not match the postscript, but Zhang Shihui was stunned.

"Let's go? Where are we going? There's still heavy snow falling outside. Well, why are you throwing me into the hotel so early?"

"What? You are really... Don't you have to go to the Telegraph Building to make a long-distance call to your parents every year? I mean, since our affairs are almost settled, I should go with you this year.

.Say a few words to your uncles and aunts, and wish them a happy New Year..."

Only then did Zhang Shihui suddenly realize.

Overjoyed, she held Liu Weijing's hands tightly in her own...

But you must also know that life will not be exactly the same template after all.

Some families and some people have their own unique joys and sorrows in the same beautiful life passage.

And only they themselves can know the specific taste of it.

Just like this moment, after dinner, Lan Lan locked herself in the room, sat in front of her desk, and stared at herself in the mirror in shock.

This is something that happens frequently during this period of time.

She did go back to school again.

She followed Ning Weimin's advice and shouldered the expectations of her family, just like she had for the past nine years.

Stare at the blackboard carefully every day and copy down the test questions and the answers given by the teacher.

Her family, teachers, and former classmates were all happy for her return to class.

But only she knew that she was actually very reluctant.

She was just forcing herself to try to get back into life for the sake of her parents and her so-called future.

She had no idea whether she could ever be happy again by making such a choice that satisfied everyone.

She didn't know when the inexplicable pain in her heart would completely dissipate.

Now the only thing that can give her a sense of comfort is the painting Ning Weimin gave her.

With this, she seems to be able to maintain a fragile connection with some exciting emotions...

Coincidentally, the Luo family in Courtyard No. 2 of Shan'er Hutong also experienced a trace of disharmony.

Just when the banquet was about to end, Luo Guangsheng put down his wine glass and mentioned a taboo of the Luo family and talked about something that made Master Luo extremely disgusted.

"Dad, I want to go to Chadian'er in my second year of junior high school. I'll bring something to see my mistress..."

"No, where are you going? You have free time! Don't mention this to me."

"After all, Xiaosan'er is my biological brother, your biological son..."

"I don't have this son for a long time, don't you know? My son should be the champion of the individual school, not a gangster. Don't make me unhappy!"

"Dad, it's been so long and you still don't miss him at all? In the past two years..."

"I don't want to! Bastard! I told you to stop talking. Don't think that I can't touch you now that you are a father!"

At this moment, Pan'er was awakened by her grandfather's violent slamming of the table, and cried "Wow" loudly.

Luo Guangsheng's words even reached his lips and were immediately stopped.

Seeing Miao Yujuan anxiously coaxing her son, she quietly waved to herself.

Look at the angry-eyed father and the mother whose face is uglier than crying.
Chapter completed!