Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

With a lonely expression, Ning Xiaotong was walking on the street dumbly, passing everyone around her with warm smiles on their faces, full of hope for the new year.

New Year's Eve has always been a day to reunite with family members. I still remember that when Mom and Dad were still there, every New Year's Eve, the three of them happily ate New Year's Eve dinner. liquor.

Then I watched the Spring Festival Gala in a waning mood, watching the new year.

For those programs that are not new at all, Ning Xiaotong always picks up a few favorites to watch.

As for those programs, my mother has always liked to watch them, and every time she insisted on dragging herself to watch them with her, and it was a rigid requirement that she must watch the year.

Of course, this is New Year’s Eve when I grew up. When I was young, I would hold lit incense sticks with a group of children of the same age, set off firecrackers one after another, and toss until the next day. Go to sleep, but this can be regarded as an indirect way of keeping the year old.

And this year?

Mom and Dad are gone, and even the daughter-in-law doesn't know the exact whereabouts, so she can't stay by her side.

Seeing that New Year's Eve is approaching day by day, Ning Xiaotong still has no intention of buying new year's goods.

Huangfu Lin's injury is almost healed, and he doesn't need to spend a lot of time every day to cook medicine porridge for him, and the time is suddenly vacant, but he feels more and more sad and lonely in his heart.

Downstairs, there are enthusiastic old ladies asking themselves, "Little Tong, why didn't the handsome young man who sent you back last time celebrate the New Year with you?"

Ning Xiaotong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and remained silent.

The old lady laughed and joked, "Little Tong, you must be shy. Auntie told you that there is nothing to be shy about."

Ning Xiaotong saw that the old lady had a tendency to educate herself, so she quickly found an excuse and slipped out.

Those old ladies who often get together to chat, most of their children go out to work hard, and they may not be able to come back during the holidays.

Thinking of that time, I was already working, and I was afraid of my mother's nagging, so I often found reasons and excuses not to go home.

So much so that, now, I want to go home and listen to my mother's nagging, but I can't hear it anymore.

The old ladies looked at Xiaotong as if they were their own children, and turned their thoughts to Ning Xiaotong.

I chatted with them for a long time, and they didn't leave until dusk fell.

Back in the house, there was still warm lighting, but it was deserted, in stark contrast to the bustling hustle and bustle outside.

Standing in front of the window, looking downstairs, the children were having a great time playing, and in a trance, I felt that I was back to my childhood.

I was just as naughty as them, and my mother followed behind, constantly chanting to Father Han, "Tell me, how can a girl act like a kid all day long."

What responds to my mother is always the gentle and tolerant smile on the corner of my father's mouth.

The phone rang, waking up Ning Xiaotong who was immersed in the past.

Hastily wiped away the tears that didn't know when she fell, calmed down, and replied, "Hello."

"Xiaotong, it's me." A familiar voice came from the opposite side.

"Qianqian, what's the matter?"

"Little Tong, I want to celebrate the New Year with you." Luo Qian's voice came from a distance through the phone, and a man's voice could be vaguely heard passing by.

A flash of clarity flashed in Ning Xiaotong's eyes, that man was probably Song Gang.

Shaking her head, "Qianqian, you should accompany Song Gang, after all, this is the first time you two celebrate the New Year together."