Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

After saying that, he turned around and walked out. When he passed by Aunt Chen, he said politely: "The food is delicious. Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Chen."

Aunt Chen handed her the vase she had just filled.

Cui Sanning glanced at it, was silent for a second, and then reached out to take it.

The smile on his face completely disappeared the moment he stepped out of the door.

The brother and sister left the courtyard together. Inside, Grandpa Su looked at a large table of food, sadness flashing in his old eyes.

A small reunion at the winter solstice, and now I am the only one left.

On the way back, the two of them remained silent.

Su Mubai frowned and turned the steering wheel to find a place to stop.

He looked sideways at Cui Sangning, who looked indifferent, and said: "Cui Sangsang, let's talk."

It was rare that Cui Sanning didn't interrupt by cheating, and calmly said: "Okay."

Su Mubai said: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Cui Sanning had a faint smile on his face: "Why do you think so?"

"I feel like you suddenly became a lot colder towards grandpa." He said what he was thinking.

Cui Sanning nodded slowly and suddenly said: "Brother, I went to Suzhou when I was four years old. I haven't been back before college. I can't remember many things at the age of four. Most of the things I remember are bad things."

His eyes fell forward, as clear as an outsider: "There are very few grandfathers in my memory. The little affection that four-year-old Su Sangning had for him, how much can the twenty-six-year-old Cui Sangning remember? "

Su Mubai understood the meaning of her words. She had no relationship with him in the first place.

After being stunned for a moment, he said in a daze: "But didn't you get along well with him before?"

Cui Sanning didn't speak. For a moment, Su Mubai slowly said, "Is it for me?"

"And mom." Cui Sanning added that there was no need to hide these things from his brother.

She said: "As long as I stand there, I am reminding him of the hurt and debt he has suffered."

That look of feeling grievanceed but not showing it in front of him made it easier for people to feel guilty.

Su Mubai's heart ached, and he secretly tightened his hand on the steering wheel.

Cui Sanning smiled and said, "Brother, why do you think I would like someone who detained you in the Su family and separated you from us?"

"Mom is still feeling guilty because she didn't take you away."

She was obviously laughing, but Su Mubai blamed himself and wanted to slap himself twice.

He should have thought of it a long time ago, but like a fool, he thought she really liked grandpa and urged her to come over to see him every day.

After a while, he sighed and looked out the window to prevent her from seeing the wetness in his eyes, but his hand fell on Cui Sangning's head: "Sang Sang, no one can touch my brother now, and don't see anyone you don't like. "

Cui Sanning looked ahead: "I know, I figured it out."

Thinking of the conversation that day, the corner of his mouth raised with a hint of mockery: "Didn't you ask me what happened?"

"I'll go see him when he wakes up."

Slowly narrate: "He asked me to forgive Su Qinghua."

He turned his head and looked at Su Mubai: "Brother, do you know what I thought of at that moment?"

"Is this how he asked his mother to forgive his son?"

He leaned his head back against the seat and looked at Su Mubai with a funny look: "Brother, how dare you say he does."

Su Mubai closed his eyes, and his mind was full of the scene when his mother was forced to jump into the sea.

The hand that landed on Cui Sanning's head patted silently.

The brother and sister didn't say anything and stayed in silence for a while. Su Mubai asked her, "I'll take you home. Don't go tonight."

"I'll talk to Third Uncle and the others."

Cui Sanning shook his head: "Go."

"I am okay."

He smiled and said, "Your sister is much more capable than you think."

Su Mubai knew, otherwise he wouldn't have kept so many things from him.

Cui Sanning put his hands into his coat pockets: "Let's go!"

Su Mubai confirmed again: "Is everything okay?"

Cui Sanning nodded seriously: "Brother, let down the people who are good to you for the sake of people who are not good to you. This kind of thing cannot be done."

Su Mubai smiled fondly and started the car again.

The car drove directly to his teahouse.

The teahouse is not open to the public today, so it is a lot quieter.

It was still early, but it was noon, and we had an appointment for dinner in the evening, but no one had come over yet.

Cui Sanning got out of the car and watched the waiter changing the lanterns under the eaves on both sides.

It was so festive that Cui Sanning was speechless: "What you know is that it's my birthday, but what you don't know is that I'm getting married."

"As for it?"

Su Mubai took a look at the newly replaced lantern and was very satisfied.

"What do you know? This is a sense of ritual."

"How festive. Mom said she would make it festive for you. It has a good meaning and is auspicious."

Added: "Besides, getting married?"

"Are your demands so low? This is where you are."

"When you get married, my brother will be playing the gongs and drums loudly, and he will go up to the front to perform the lion dance for you."

Cui Sanning was amused by him, and she said, "Afraid that others don't know how many years you have been practicing juggling?"

“Who performs a lion dance when getting married?”

Su Mubai disagreed: "Don't imitate grandpa's nonsense, what kind of juggling, what I do is the quintessence of the Chinese nation."

"As long as I say yes, no one else needs to agree."

As he spoke, he opened the trunk, glanced at the motionless man with his neck hunched in his pocket, and smiled and cursed, "Can you come over and use your precious little hands to help me carry some."

Cui Sanning shook his head decisively, half of his face wrapped in a scarf: "You already said it was Jingui's hand, but you still have the nerve to call me?"

Su Mubai was speechless. While taking down the things from the trunk, he glanced at her exposed calves and complained, "Will I die if I wear more clothes?"

"It's winter, wear a jacket instead of a coat!"

Cui Sanning refused to admit it and said: "My exposed face and hands are just cold."

Su Mubai haha, you are such a stubborn duck.

Cui Sanning was still muttering: "My sister gave me some mink as a gift last time."

"I feel like I don't quite fit in."

Su Mubai echoed: "It's rare for you to have self-awareness. A child secretly wears adults' clothes."

"How many people have your sister's aura?"

Without waiting for Cui Sanning to refute, he suddenly looked at the box in the trunk and was stunned for a moment. Then he asked Cui Sanning: "How to deal with this?"

"What?" Cui Sanning said and walked over to take a look.

It was the vase she asked Aunt Chen to put in just now.

She said calmly: "I don't want it, I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, he walked into the house with his pocket in his pocket.

Su Mubai said from behind: "Ask the two of you to come out and help me carry my things."

Cui Sanning ignored him, but soon someone came to help him carry things.

Su Mubai glanced at the box in the trunk, was silent for two seconds, reached out and took it out, and closed the trunk.

He walked to the trash can nearby and threw the box in without blinking.

Do I care?

There was no trace of the playfulness on his face that he had just argued with Cui Sanning.

Dark, storm is coming