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"good."
Xia Siyu said to Xia Youbiao again: "Dad, let's go back first."
Xia Youbiao pulled his hand away from Xia Siwei almost immediately: "Are you leaving?"
Xia Siwei's eyes darkened a bit at the same moment.
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Xia Youbiao immediately said: "It's time for us to leave."
"Dad!" Xia Siwei immediately stopped him, "Can you stay with me this year? I miss you and mom very much."
This is Xia Siwei¡¯s usual trick. When she and her mother returned to China, Xia Siwei often pretended to be pitiful in front of Xia Youbiao. She was sometimes sick and sometimes had nightmares. It was as if they were competing with ancient concubines for favor. They just didn't want their father to come and see them.
Boyi also knew what his wife was thinking, so he quickly asked someone to stay: "Yes, Dad, you can have New Year's Eve dinner here before leaving. If you are tired, you can take a short rest. There are plenty of guest rooms."
Xia Siyu didn¡¯t answer. Anyway, from the past to the present, the Xia family and her were not a family. Even after arriving at Bo's house, this fate did not change.
¡°However, she is no longer a poor little girl looking forward to her father¡¯s return on New Year¡¯s Eve. She has grown up and has a husband. The world between her and Boyan does not need to accommodate a few more people.
"Then let's go first and have a good chat as a family. Grandpa, Boyan and I are leaving. Happy New Year."
Xia Siyu has long been used to it and doesn't feel sad. She took Bo Yan's hand and got into the car, and the car drove out of the garage. When she left, perhaps because of the angle, she clearly saw a little nostalgia in Xia Youbiao's eyes.
¡°But he has his ex-wife, son, daughter, and son-in-law¡¯s family by his side. Well, it looks like the family is indeed reunited.
fine.
Soon the car turned and drove out of the gate of Bo's house. Xia Siyu didn't even look back with nostalgia.
Bo Yan turned his head, looked at his somewhat solemn wife, and reached out to cover the back of her hand. Xia Siyu raised her head, smiled softly, her palms were warm, and then her fingertips intertwined with hers.
She is neither envious nor jealous, she has a husband anyway. She also held his hand firmly and rested her head on his shoulder: "Honey, what are we having for dinner? After all, it's New Year's Eve dinner, so we can't just deal with it casually, right?"
Boyan also rubbed the top of her head with his cheek: "Then tell me, what do you want to eat?"
"What do I want to eat?" Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment. As a foodie, countless delicacies flashed through her mind. But Qianfan passed away, and the last thought that remained in front of her eyes was: "I want to eat dumplings."
Dumplings are also called Jiaozi. At the end of the year and the beginning of the new year, eating dumplings represents saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.
But for Xia Siyu, she was deeply impressed by dumplings because her mother would personally make dumplings for her every Chinese New Year. Whether abroad or after returning home.
It¡¯s just that when my mother makes dumplings, she always leaves an extra portion for my father. But he hasn't come back to eat in a year, not even in a year.
She still remembers the first time she ate dumplings as a child and was conquered by the soft and juicy dumplings. She thinks that the most delicious thing in the world is dumplings, and it is not an exaggeration.
As she grows older, she no longer likes to eat dumplings. Not only does she not eat them during the New Year, she also doesn¡¯t order them on ordinary days.
But today, perhaps because she was touched, or perhaps because of Bo Yan, she really wanted to eat dumplings, very much. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com