Last night it snowed in Beidu, and today there's already a thin layer of snow in the yard. Rou Rou and Xiaoxue were chasing and fussing around in the yard, carefree.
Jiaojiao had her hands in her pockets, absentmindedly kicking with one foot, just watching them chase and play, and couldn't help but lose focus with her gaze.
"Auntie, are you unhappy?" Xiaomeng didn't know when he came up beside her, tugged at her coat, and asked.
Jiaojiao looked down, met his almost unrealistically beautiful eyes, and shook her head with a smile.
Xiaomeng said softly, "Auntie, don't be unhappy, Dad will be sad."
Because it's New Year, everyone instinctively avoided talking about Lu Xian, including just having been at the Lu Family's house, it wasn't mentioned. Hearing Xiaomeng bring it up suddenly, Jiaojiao was momentarily stunned.
She looked at Xiaomeng's serious eyes.
Squatted down in front of him: "Xiaomeng, did your dad often mention Auntie to you before?"
