In the early morning, the continuous autumn rain makes lovesickness.

Without the sunshine and the thin clouds, the temperature is suddenly cold, which makes linglie frown: winter really comes.

Little darling can't go shopping, or I really want to take her to visit the whole capital, buy all her favorite winter clothes, bow down and kiss on Mu Tianxing's forehead, she is still sleeping.

Linglie has put on her clothes, and her fingertips are rummaging in front of the wardrobe. Finally, she quietly picks up her mobile phone to call Qu Shiwen, asking her to bring all the magazines of the big brand maternity clothes to Mu Tianxing. Anyway, she has nothing to do in the daytime. It's better to rummage through the magazines to find the clothes and shoes she likes than to play with the computer on his back.

Walking downstairs, the couple took a seat in the dining room.

Linglie came forward: "father is early, mother is early."

Politely say hello, Zhuo ran help him open the dining chair, linglie sat for a moment, looking at the wine Lantern Festival on the table, slightly surprised: "where did it come from?"

"I did it!"

Ni Xiyue looked at his son proudly and said: "your grandmother gave it to me and your mother-in-law! So we all do it. It's just that some time ago, you were too busy. You were not at home during the war. When you came back, you were taking your children, and you were busy with your wedding. This time was quite idle, so I did something. Try it. "

How can linglie dislike the breakfast made by her mother?

He had a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, and even expectantly blew a spoon into his mouth.

Lojeb looked at him as if he was more nervous than Ni Xiyue: "is it delicious?"

The way linglie waited for the answer was like three sons waiting for praise. Linglie just glanced at lojeb lightly and knew it.

The boundless black pupil twinkled slightly. He raised his lips and smiled: "rice wine tastes good, but the little lantern festival in it..."

He deliberately paused, and immediately upset rojeb: "what happened to the little lantern festival?"

Linglie shook his head, sighed, and said regretfully, "mother, why do I think this Lantern Festival is not like a ball, but rather like a pimple? And it's not chewy in your mouth. It's not made by a woman as delicate as water. "

Ni Xiyue chuckles.

Rojeb's face is black!

Linglie said again, "but this wine is really good. It has the taste that grandma made it!"

Finish saying, he is holding small spoon, avoided small Tangyuan intentionally, scooped some rice wine in spoon only, still very enjoy appearance swallowed.

Lojeb never spoke again. He buried himself in his own food. When linglie finished his breakfast and deliberately took the first step, he heard lojeb's teeth itching: "I will never make it for him again!"

With a smile and a pause, linglie's tall figure reflects the elegant and noble temperament under thousands of lights. The poetic and picturesque face is a little surprised: "ah, this is done by the father?"

Ni Xi looks at him with a white moon: "OK! Don't be happy with your father! "

Linglie smiled, walked over, picked up the bowl in front of him, and sent all the intentionally left dumplings to the entrance, swallowing them.

Lojeb's face looked better, but there was still some lack of face: "I'll get up at five o'clock and knead the noodles for you. Do you like it or not?"

He was reminded of his first taste of his son's craftsmanship with Ni Xiyue four years ago, as well as his first taste of the wonton made by Ni Xiyue in his study.

He also knows that he owes too much to linglie, but time is irreversible, and only now he can make up for it.

Today is still the winter solstice. They have never had the winter solstice together.

In Ningguo, the winter solstice is a big day for family reunion. They don't have the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid Autumn Festival, Lantern Festival and so on like China. They only have the summer solstice, winter solstice, lunar new year, and the founding of the people's Republic of China, which are the traditional festivals of the four countries.

Linglie smiled, and while ljeb didn't notice, she bent over and kissed him on the cheek: "Dad, I love you!"

Simple dad.

It seems that ordinary people's children call for their father's voice, and linglie's call is very kind and natural, as if the word "father" had been read in his heart many times.

Lojeb's nose was sour, and he looked at his son's handsome face: "cough, what do you do with such meat and hemp?"

Linglie smiled, and Wenrun explained: "four years ago, after Xiaoguai lost her pregnancy with her, my father read these two words in my heart for four years. Because of this mood, I don't want you to be in the same mood as me. "

Ni Xiyue also has a sour nose. Do you want to be so emotional in the early morning.

She looked behind her eyes and said, "the children are still sleeping, but they have sent a car to pick up Bella. In a moment they came down, and Bella arrived. "

"Is it too early?" Linglie picked up her eyebrows: "Bella is also very sleepy. Children, the longest body when sleeping. "

As soon as Ni Xiyue heard this, he knew that his son valued women more than men: "it doesn't matter. She's here. If she's tired from playing in the daytime, she can also sleep early in the evening. I'm just listening to adoration asking Bella every week if she's back. It's hard for me. "

With a chuckle, Ni Xiyue said: "our family adores, and we are really a little warm man."

"All the men in Luo's family are hot and cold." After lojeb finished, he took Ni Xiyue's hand and held it in his palm, saying: "you are so kind-hearted. You put all the palace people home for the winter solstice. Today you have to make three meals a day by yourself, and wash the dishes by yourself. Where can the queen of the country do these?"

Ni Xiyue said with some embarrassment: "people have worked so hard for such a long time, and it's not easy to have a winter solstice. The whole country has seven days off. Why don't the palace people go back? Besides, it's more meaningful and homely for our family to do everything by themselves during the winter solstice! "

"Winter solstice..."

Linglie whispered a little, his eyes were shining, and he said softly, "I only remember that day when Ashi made dumplings for me."

Ni Xiyue smiled: "more than that, there are Tangyuan and baozi. Anyway, it's mainly pasta. I've already thought about it. In a moment, Bella came and asked the children to make their own dumplings. During lunch, they were asked to eat their own dumplings, how many dumplings they made and how many they ate. Besides, they were asked to understand that cooking was very hard. First, they were not allowed to waste. Second, they should respect everyone in the world who depended on hard-working hands to live seriously. "

Linglie smiled: "well, it makes sense."

Lojeb also smiled: "my little crescent is most suitable for being a queen, with a noble, kind, sincere and gentle heart."

Linglie also smiled: "there is also smart thinking, rich imagination, great creativity."

"Creativity?" Ni Xiyue at first listened to the flattery of the father and son, and was still floating, but what's the meaning of creativity?

Listen to lojeb father and son, never so tacitly agreed: "have a son!"