Good Morning, Mr. President!

"It's loose at home, but I have to go back tonight."

"how?"

"Dinner here tonight. Later, my mother may come over again."

Bai Yeqing naturally knew who she said "Mom", and she expressed an instant surprise. Xia Xingchen said: "I know my mother still remembers my dad. If they can really be together again, I think it's good."

Bai Yeqing shook his lips, "Will you, forgive your dad?"

Xia Xingchen snorted, "Do you want to try?"

"Do cocoon self restraint, will your husband do it?"

The words "your husband" are strange to Xia Xingchen, but they have a very wonderful feeling. Just listening, standing on this side couldn't help being silly.

This man ...

From today on, it's really her husband. Not only is it the default in my heart, it is also legal. As long as they are together, no one can take them apart. Ok! Even if Lan Lan escaped from prison, there was no way to get them.

The wind blew through, making the winter wind less harsh.

"What's silly?" Bai Yeqing could feel her emotions over the phone.

"No." Xia Xingchen turned back and asked him with a smile, "Are you busy at night? Would you like to come over for dinner?"

Bai Yeqing didn't answer immediately, as if turning the schedule, he said, "There is still a schedule at night."

"Well, that's okay, let's see at home at night."

Before the phone was hung up here, Xia Guopeng came out. Excited, with light on his face.

Xia Xingchen spoke to Bai Yeqing on the phone, and the two hung up. Then Xia Guopeng heard: "Xing Chen, your mother agreed! She really agreed!"

At this age, Xia Guopeng was as happy as a child because of a meal with his ex-wife.

Xia Xingchen sighed and couldn't tell what it was like.

The phrase ‘I ’ve known this before, why bother’, really fits the current situation.

Xia Guopeng was very happy. After speaking with Xia Xingchen, he returned to the villa to change clothes. Because I retired earlier, I usually wear comfortable home clothes at home these days, but today I deliberately took out my shirt and suit and put on it, it seems a lot of spirit.

After changing clothes, I went to the kitchen and said that I would cook in the evening to make a few dishes.

It was time for dinner before Shen Min arrived. Mentioned gifts.

Xia Xingchen and the old lady went out to pick it up. The old lady has not seen this former daughter-in-law for many, many years, and now she sees it again, and she thinks that things are wrong, and she unconsciously redens her eyes.

"Just come back. Just come back." The old woman muttered, "Go in and sit down. This year is so rare and lively."

In the past year, in addition to two female dependents in the family, there were many other people walking around. But Xia Guopeng retired this year, and even those friends who walked in the past have never been here again.

"Mom, sit here." Xia Xingchen pulled Shen Min down on the sofa. She could see that her mother was also exquisitely dressed today, her hair was held high with jade jade, and she wore a cheongsam and cloak, quite delicate. Although not as young as when he left, but the charm still exists, it has a unique flavor.

The old lady looked at the daughter-in-law for a long time, and there was all kinds of emotions in her heart for a while. Shen Min let her watch calmly, and did not dodge. After a long time, the old lady realized the hindsight and looked away, as if asking casually, "Star, what about your dad?"

"In the kitchen, it is said that you want to make your mother's favorite chicken and prawns."

When Xia Xingchen replied, the old lady's eyes turned to Shen Min from time to time, as if trying to probe her emotions. However, the emotion on Shen Min's face was always faint, making people see nothing.

Nothing seemed to move.

Xia Xingchen also did not know her mother's thoughts.

Xia Dabai came in from the outside at the moment, the outside was cold, and the little face was flushed with red. Originally he was not at home in this house, but when he saw his grandmother, he immediately relaxed a lot.

"Grandma."

Running towards her, the person lay on Shen Min's lap.

"Why did you run out and freeze yourself like this?" Shen Min took his hand and covered Xia Dabai's small face, Xia Dabai grinned, "Dabai is not cold. Grandma, why are you here?"

"Dabai can come here. Grandma is not welcome?" Shen Min asked deliberately. Xia Xingchen stretched out his hand and touched the child's clothes, afraid that he would sweat sweating and drench his robes outside for a long time.

"Welcome. We knew that Grandma would come, and we came together." Xia Dabai's voice was crisp and raw, so the atmosphere was rare and active.

The heating was gradually coming in, and the temperature in the hall had risen a little, not so cold.

The old lady looked aside, and the two big, three, and three people on the other side were as close and lively as a family. Let's look at the cold and lonely side of her, and I felt a little uncomfortable. She said rudely: "The three of you are sitting. I will go into the kitchen and ask Guo Peng to come out."

"Trouble you, Mom." Shen Min was still very kind to the old lady. However, this politeness is more alienation.

The 'Mom' sounded in the ear of the old lady, and it made her feel sighed.

…………………………

When Xia Guopeng saw Shen Min, his eyes dazzled.

Xia Xingchen could see that he was a little nervous tonight, always busy and busy, some eager and flattering. In contrast, Shen Min has nothing too much to say.

After eating, I sat on the sofa and cut the fruit myself.

He sharpened the mango, put it on a small fork, and flattered him in front of Shen Min. Shen Min looked down at the yellow mango with bitter heart. Mango is her favorite fruit. She used to like it, but she rarely eats it. Later, Xia Guopeng didn't know where to learn how to cut mango, so she always made her delicate.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, she still remembers those small details so clearly.

But, the clearer, the more uncomfortable my heart is.

"Why not eat?" Xia Guopeng looked at her with expectation, and then saw that she had kept her eyes on the mango, she smiled bitterly, and said, "I haven't cut the mango like this for many years. I thought I had forgotten ... "

"Grandma, don't you eat it? You don't eat that big white, okay?" Xia Dabai was a foodie, and when she saw the beautiful mango placed there, she had already talked about it. Little mouth poke with little finger.

"Little cat! Why isn't it so good?" Xia Xingchen pulled his little finger out of his mouth.

Xia Guopeng smiled, "It's your grandpa who neglects you. I'll cut one for you right away."