Miss sun chatted with Gu Nianjia as she ate the shrimp meat her father gave her. "Jiajia, happy Lantern Festival."

Miss Jia smiles, "Happy Lantern Festival aunt."

"I said I was going to cook for you. His father would not let me go, just like an old child."

Sun teacher said disrespectful look at the side of the father Zhang.

Gu Nianjia: "..."

Come on, I know you are very kind.

Show what show.

never mind smiling, make complaints about the food they are eating to Mr. Sun. "It's okay, we made a table for ourselves."

Mr. Sun said, "yes, I'll go to city a to take care of you two when I'm free."

"Yes," she nodded

I chatted with Mr. Sun for a few minutes. Because I wanted to eat, the video went up.

Quiet down, the good heart more lonely I can't tell you what it's like.

She thought, at this moment, song Changwen and his family are also around the table, having a lively Lantern Festival.

Zhang Jingyu saw that she was absent-minded and asked with concern, "what's the matter? Is it uncomfortable? "

"Nothing. Eat."

Gu Nianjia bends her lips, picks up chopsticks, and holds a piece of spareribs. They are all selected spareribs. They are not big, just one at a time.

Now in this season, although the weather is a little longer, it's still very early. It's dark unconsciously.

After eating a piece of spareribs, Gu Nianjia went on to eat them, and did not remember how fast he had eaten them.

Suddenly, a light outside the window, I don't know who put fireworks in the community, flying up from her window.

Blooming in the air, into the stars.

"Will mom go to set off fireworks when we get home?"

"Good."

Gu Nianjia stares at the fireworks outside. The dazzling light is reflected in her eyes.

Her hands are tightly holding chopsticks, her eyes are not sour.

Want to cry, want to cry.

Zhang Jingyu's voice rang across the street. "It seems that you still want to set off fireworks."

At last, Gu Nianjia couldn't control it. She cried and said, "I miss my mother."

She almost blurted out this sentence, and then she froze, tears in the eyes stopped rotating, ribs in the mouth has been worded no taste.

A smile flashed in Zhang Jingyu's eyes. It was too late to catch it.

He took a deep sip. "That's it."

Think as you think.

"Jiajia."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind her.

It's like dreaming.

She suddenly turned around. Song Changwen was wearing a light brown sweater. Her short, lean shoulder length hair was rarely tied up. She smiled a little at the corner of her mouth and looked at mindfulness.

Miss Jia thought it was her illusion. She blinked, and then blinked. The figure she missed was still there.

She broke into tears and smiled, stood up and rushed to her. "Mom."

In front of song Changwen, she hugged song Changwen.

Song Changwen's hands are lifted up, hanging in the air for a while, and then he embraces Gu Nianjia unnaturally.

The palm of his hand felt on his back.

Quietly asked: "like to eat mom's cooking?"

Wen Yan is stunned by the thought of Jia. She stares at Song Changwen with tears. She looks at Song Changwen with incredible eyes. "These..."

She opened her mouth and looked back at the table.

Zhang Jingyu said with a smile, "it's all made by aunts."

He also stood up and went to miss Jiahe and song Changwen.

Gu Nianjia looks at Song Changwen, who is still her mother in memory. She finds that her desire for her mother has not changed at all.

PS: I'm sorry for my last two days' decision. Please seriously criticize me. I'm willing to accept all criticism. You can ask for a little request [in addition to explosive change], or love you ~ ~ ~