Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 45 Reunion Dinner

Looking at the cute and small rice package in his hand, the light in Puyang Fenghua's eyes was ignited, and he smiled: "Thank you, Ayu."

"Let's go, our New Year's Eve dinner is about to begin." Puyang Yuren clapped his hands and walked out of the kitchen with roasted wings.

The three of them acted, leaving Puyang Fenghua alone to stare at the plate of gimbap in his hand and meditate.It has been many years since no one specially made food for him.Twist a small piece and put it in your mouth, the fragrant lotus flower permeates your mouth.The most gentle smiles in the world blossomed like flowers in the dark night, brightening the night sky. Since then, he fell in love with the moment when the boy cooked for him.No one knew that he had developed a hobby for himself for the first time, and this hobby was about a teenager.

Sitting around the round table, they pulled Lu Sheng and Wen Yu down to sit down.

Seeing Puyang Fenghua walking leisurely, he hugged the plate of gimbap tightly in his arms.

Under the candlelight, the delicate and lovely gimbap was exposed to everyone, and they all stretched out their chopsticks, but Puyang Fenghua avoided it seemingly unintentionally but on purpose. "I think such bland food is not suitable for everyone's preferences."

Covering his mouth and giggling, this man is also stingy.

The three retracted their chopsticks resentfully, the winner is king, who made them ineffective in martial arts?He could only watch helplessly as the unknown thing fell into the man's mouth and was swallowed into his stomach.

Unwillingly, Yuhuang stretched out her chopsticks to grab a piece, but Puyang Yuren flicked the chopsticks off.

"Don't touch my things casually..." The voice was obviously still flat, but it made the listeners feel so creepy.

As soon as the anger dropped to freezing point, the culprit didn't notice it, and was leisurely chewing on the rice.

"Ah...it smells so good...you can't waste my heart." Puyang Yuren stretched out his chopsticks, pretending to be excited and said.

Wen Yu and Lu Sheng also smoothed things over, and the atmosphere eased.

"Happy New Year!" Puyang Yuren said to the four of them with fruit wine, because of the drunkenness last time, Puyang Fenghua only let her buy fruit wine, which was his biggest concession.

Surprised by such a new language: "Ah! Happy New Year!" Everyone toasted.

Although there are only five of them, they are very warm. Putting aside class thoughts and identities, in such a farmyard, after the ninth Spring Festival here, without the company of Puyang Lie, it is still so warm.

"I hope that next year, we will still have a reunion dinner together." Puyang Yuren said his first New Year's wish at midnight.

"Ah."

At this moment, everyone forgot their responsibilities and returned to themselves.

Under the sky full of fireworks, Puyang Yuren looked up at his head, with the brightest smile on his lips: "Uncle Huang, I still like to call you Uncle Huang."

Puyang Fenghua nodded: "Then Ayu will be called for a lifetime."

"Okay." Looking at the man's exquisite face, he agreed without thinking.

Touching the boy's bun, the most brilliant fireworks bloomed on top of their heads.

Lu Sheng and Wen Yu were playing and playing with each other, "Lu Sheng, light this up."

Yu Huang also smiled, quietly looking at the two people who were standing close together under the fireworks.How nice it would be if time stayed at this moment.No hatred, no restlessness, no helplessness, it would be nice to be so happy forever.

New year, new weather, Puyang Yuren woke up, looked at the brand new clothes beside the bed and smiled, Yuhuang also prepared new clothes.

The fuchsia robe is embroidered with bustling falling flowers, winding upwards and blooming on the chest.Clothes fluttered, and the person had already walked out of the room.Stretching her hand towards An Lin, she took out a red envelope, wondering in her heart, will Yuhuang still prepare the New Year's money for her?
"Ayu, Happy New Year!" Puyang Fenghua looked at the boy with his head down on the path and smiled, looking at the brocade clothes on the boy with satisfaction.

Puyang Yuren, who was concentrating on the red envelope, was looking at the writing on it, "May my son grow up healthily." The seven words burst into tears.

"Why are you crying on the first day of the new year? Ayu doesn't have a mole of tears." Puyang Fenghua approached and wiped away the boy's tears, his movements were extremely gentle.

Looking up at the man, the tip of his nose passed over the man's finger, and a faint lotus fragrance came, "Uncle Huang, this is his handwriting."

"Well, Brother Huang gave it to me. He said he would give you one every year, and he prepared twenty." Puyang Fenghua said lightly, that kind of fatherly love is really great.If he had met a father like Pu Yanglu back then... Could it be that he would be different now.

It’s okay not to mention this, but when she heard Puyang Fenghua’s explanation, she felt even more uncomfortable: "Uncle, I will lend you a shoulder to lean on, and Ayu feels uncomfortable." Puyang Lie, you were so decisive when you abandoned me to find Aran. so?Sincerity makes me uncomfortable, you must have done it on purpose.Leaning on the man's shoulder, tears fell drop by drop on the man's red clothes, blooming small dark flowers.

Feeling the young man's slightly trembling shoulders, Puyang Fenghua sighed softly, if he was selfish and didn't wrap the red entrusted by the emperor brother in the new clothes, he wouldn't be sad, would he?However, that was the last wish of the emperor's brother, and he was unwilling to refuse.

Wanting to reach out to comfort the young man, but finally lowered his hand, he could only whisper in the young man's ear, "Ayu, don't cry."

Grabbing the clothes on the man's chest, screaming under his throat, let's cry once while she is still young.

"Uncle Emperor... You prepared this new clothes, right?" Wiping away tears, she said to the man with crystal clear eyes.

"Don't cry anymore?" He pinched the boy's nose with a smile, and wiped off the water stains on the boy's face, making it hard to see that the boy just cried.

Smiling through tears, he escaped from the man's grasp, "Uncle Emperor, Happy New Year, have you prepared Ayu's lucky money?"

Escape the prepared red envelope: "I have already prepared the number."

"I don't want it without it." Puyang Yuren put the red envelope in his arms and said with a smile.

Seeing the young man's bright smile instantly, Puyang Fenghua was relieved in his heart, the young man knows how to control his feelings freely.

Turning around, he waved to the three people standing not far away: "Happy New Year, red envelopes are given out." The snowflakes on the roof were shining under the sunlight, and little drops of water were dripping from the eaves.

(End of this chapter)