How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

In the blink of an eye on the Chinese New Year, Chuichi followed his parents to the New Year in the south.

He didn't go to Hainan. His grandparents and grandparents retired in a second-tier city in the south. The suburbs bought a plot of land. The front yard circled a vegetable plot. The back yard went out for a small lake.

I haven't been to the south for a long time. It's cold here. It's minus zero outside the house. At first, I was a little squeamish. When I turned on the air conditioner, I felt a little dry.

In the winter in the north, all rivers and lakes have thick ice, let alone leaves, and there is no bare fart with snow on it. It is not very reluctant when it first comes, and it will be fresh soon after coming. He got up and happily forgot to forget Lu Jiaheng.

On the evening of the 30th, the family ate dumplings to watch the Spring Festival Gala. At the beginning, Zhizhi sneaked out of the house with his cell phone secretly, and the two of them watched the frequency for a long time.

When Chuichi talked about love, he was actually a little bit sticky. Usually because he felt really slow at work, she felt that she should be sensible.

But for a long time, I still feel a little depressed in my heart. It's not too serious, but it's light, but it does.

At 9:30 on New Year's Eve, Chuchi wore a coat and stood outside, holding his mobile phone and jumping up and down. As soon as Lu Jiaheng picked it up, she heard her happily twittering: "Lu Jiaheng! New Year!"

He was very quiet there, no noise, and the background was the bright city streets in the night behind the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

He wore a white shirt and looked at her quietly, with a smile on his lips, and his skin was very pale under the lights. The peach blossom eyes were clear and black, and the shadow under the thin lying silkworm was particularly obvious.

"Well, Happy New Year." His voice is still low-magnetism, only slightly dumb.

Hakuchi's cheerful expression disappeared, and the whole person calmed down.

She was stunned: "Are you still in the company?"

Lu Jiaheng's long eyelashes drooped, and a little tiredness was collected. He raised his hand and rubbed his lower brow gently with the middle fingertip: "Go back immediately."

"Lu Jiaheng--" It's New Year's Eve 30.

It's more than nine o'clock in the evening, why are you still in the company.

Everyone else happily eats dumplings in a family watching the Spring Festival Gala.

The lens moved. He seemed to have put the phone on the table. I didn't know where it stood. A disassembled cup noodle cup appeared on the table.

At first, Nori had a sour nose and began to regret that he had not stayed during the New Year.

She sniffed her nose. She didn't remember what she had to say, and it changed to her mouth: "I miss you so much."

She murmured and repeated it gently,

"I miss you so much, I want to go home."

Lu Jiaheng stunned and raised his eyes.

The girl in the video only wore a coat without buttons, the lantern behind her was bright red, and her cheeks were red and fluttering, looking very spiritually cute, but the glazed eyes were wet and light He bit his lower lip lightly, holding his mouth slightly, like a coquettish coquettish.

At that moment, Lu Jiaheng almost went to book a ticket.

He really wanted to drag her into his arms, kiss her, hug her, listen to her shrink in his arms, and talk to him stickyly.

She wanted to hide her and tie it in the room, keeping her in her sight every moment of every moment.

He curled his eyelashes, concealed a little dark embarrassment, and smiled softly: "Miss me constipation?"

"..."

He didn't mention it, and he first forgot about it.

He is quite vengeful.

"Lu Jiaheng, you as a man, don't have such a small belly," Chuichi educated him very seriously, and then added, "Especially for her girlfriend, she is right no matter what she says, you have to be generous."

Lu Jiaheng raised her eyebrows slightly, leaning back in the chair, she seemed to want to laugh: "You are right, I was wrong."

Seeing his attitude so correct, Chuichi was satisfied.

However, she was just a casual sentence at that time. Although she had spoken the most ardent curse in her heart, but it had been a while. He still remembered this stubble and mentioned it to her. It seemed to be very concerned.

Could it be that the grievances were too deep and the curse came true.

This thought took shape in his mind, and he looked at him hesitantly for a long time. After thinking about it, he couldn't help it. He asked cautiously, "Are you really constipated later?"

Lu Jiaheng: "..."

After hanging up the video, Lu Jiaheng sorted things out and returned to the old house.

Lu Hongsheng used to take his wife and children to go abroad during the Chinese New Year. Perhaps this year, he felt the pressure and threat and stayed in the imperial capital.

Perhaps it is because he finally realized that even if Grandpa Lu is only left with such a son, the heir is not necessarily him, and he urgently needs a little curiosity and filial piety.

However, after spending time with Chuchi for a long time, Lu Jiaheng was more willing to think of people and things in a better way. For example, he might have found it by conscience.

He hadn't been home for a few months. Lu Jiayi looked a little bit taller than last time. The children ran over and kicked, their heads were raised high, and the small hand raised him to want him to hug, and then immediately retracted.

Lu Jiayi's round eyes widened greatly, and her delicate brow furrowed slightly: "Brother is thin."

Lu Jiaheng hesitated and tentatively lowered his hand, gently touching his small head.

Lu Jia was stunned, looking a little flattered, looking at him happily, his dark eyes sparkling, his feet slightly, his head carefully rubbing his palm.

Lu Jiaheng unnaturally opened his eyes, closed his hands, and said lightly: "Go in."

The little boy shook his head happily, followed by a milky voice behind him like a little tail, slurred: "Brother is back today."

"Did your brother want to be remorseful?"

Lu Jiaheng didn't speak, listening to the nod of his own self-confidence, and he rejoicedly replied: "Brother wants to be remorseful."

"Yi Yi also missed his brother."

"..."

At that moment, the figure of the boy overlapped with a young girl repeatedly. Lu Jiaheng thought that the children around him were all parrots. All you like to talk when you are happy?

Lu Jiaheng stopped and lowered his eyes: "Do you miss me?"

Lu Jiayi nodded.

He turned his head, his tone was not emotionally fluctuating: "Lu Jiayi, how am I doing to you?"

Lu Jiayi's little head pecked rice like a chick: "Okay," he grabbed the hair on the top of his head, looking embarrassed, and said happily, "Brother touched Yiyi's head!"

"..."

Lu Jiaheng was dumb.

The children around him are also so easy to satisfy.

It seems that a very small thing can make them happy, as if life has never been hazy, even if it encounters unhappy things, it will pass quickly.

People can't bear to leave a trace on their flawless souls.

It makes people want to piously bring all the bright and beautiful things in this world to her.

Lu Jiayi stood obediently in front of him and did not speak. Lu Jiaheng stood on the first floor with his eyes down for a while, and then raised his eyes, just to see Lu Hongsheng coming down from the upper floor.

He looked at his expression a bit complicated, like looking at him for the first time seriously: "Just back?"

Lu Jiaheng raised his eyelids and hooked his lips indifferently: "The computer in the company has good performance, and it does not play games."

Lu Hongsheng didn't speak. Lu Jiaheng went upstairs. The moment he passed by, he called him: "Aheng, no matter how much you hate me, you and I are always father and son."

Lu Jiaheng stepped in.

The man’s voice is a little deep, dry, and emotionally carries something long and meaningful: "What I have will always be yours in the future."

Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and smiled softly.

What else to look forward to.

Some people are still unable to think in a good direction.

He stood with his back to him on the stairs two steps higher than him. His dark eyes were slightly raised, his eyes were sharp and cold, and his thin lips twisted a smiley and non-smiling arc: "You can't have it. It will be mine."

Lu Jiaheng spent two days in the old house.

On the second and early morning of the Chinese New Year, Mr. Lu finally caught him.

At that time, grandfather and grandson were sitting in the old man's tea room. One of them was holding a chair. The old man was teasing the bird. The parrot grabbed the handle of the carved wooden chair. The sharp beak gently pecked at the old man's finger and rubbed his head. His palm.

The old man squeezed a piece of carrot to feed it: "I told you before, have you considered it?"

Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Grandpa Lu knew more about him: "I don't want to go? What happened, followed my silent protest? Who are you hiding from these two days? Where do I go? You slip faster than Ergou."

Lu Jiaheng's eyebrows twisted slightly, a little helpless: "Grandpa--"

Grandpa Lu raised with one hand and interrupted his words: "I know why you, your little girlfriend, don't you want to take the physical exam instead of the exam and have to accompany others to think about it?"

Lu Jiaheng still didn't speak.

Grandpa Lu also looked at him with his eyebrows raised. The expression of grandpa and grandson worked together. There was a kind of fascination. The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while. The expression looked stern and seemed to be a little strangely happy. : "Let's you go out to read a book, isn't it to let you break up with a little girl from now on, and you will never be in contact with each other since then, and will come back in a year or two. At this point, you still can't tell the priority? Zhou Youshang?"

Lu Jiaheng sat next to him with his eyes down for a long time, and after a while, he quietly said quietly, "No."

Grandpa Lu: "?"

Lu Jiaheng slumped softly on the chair, his long legs stretched out, his elbows on the armrests of the chair, and he dragged his chin with one hand: "It won't work for a year or two, one or two years is too long, she It’s very sticky. I don’t think I can’t think of it in three days. I’m thinking of crying. I feel sad and I don’t want to.”

Lu Jiaheng glanced sideways and gave a glance at the old man next to him: "When she cries, I'm not here. Would you please help me? After all, it's your future granddaughter-in-law, you are also responsible."

Grandpa Lu: "..."

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Grandpa Lu waved his hand: I will come as soon as I come! ! !