don't talk about the past

It's another year's New Year's Eve, thousands of houses are lit up, and there is a happy story in every bright window.

Mi Huaile sat on the sofa, making dumplings while watching the Spring Festival Gala with the coffee table.Shen Guang took the rolled dough out of the kitchen and placed it in front of him. The man frowned delicately as soon as his fingers touched the dough: "The skin is too thick! You should eat dumplings!"

"Yes! I was wrong, I will roll it thinner next time." Nodding in agreement, the man wiped the flour off his face with his sleeve, and went into the kitchen to continue fighting with the dumpling skin.

Covering her mouth with a smirk, Mi Huaile stuck out her tongue.

The "lost and found" lover, Shen Guang cherishes it very much, it is almost to the point of obedience and obedience.Mi Huaile pointed to the east, but he dared not hit the west; Mi Huaile wanted the moon, but he dared not pick the stars.He knew he owed Mi Huaile, so he was ashamed of him and wanted to make it up to him.

At that time, he made an agreement with Zhou Pujiang that in order to completely break Mi Huaile's mind, he asked his fellow villager Xiaoxi, who was pregnant and happened to run away from home after having an argument with her husband, to play a play with him. Speak cruelly, tell him about the marriage, and deceive him that Xiao Qian already has his child.Seeing Mi Huaile's hurt eyes, he was so helpless, his heart ached no less than him.But he agreed to Zhou Pujiang, that was the only condition for saving Mi Huaile and returning him to freedom, knowing that he couldn't do it, how sad!Fortunately, the rain is over now, and his lover is back in his arms.He can only repay the miraculous "again" given to him by doubling his cherishment.

Suddenly, there was a loud cry of a baby in the room, Mi Huaile dropped the half-wrapped dumplings and rushed into the room, the pink baby who was as soft as dough was pouting and crying sadly.Mi Huaile picked up the child and gently patted his back: "Son, what's the matter? Oh, don't cry, don't you cry, are you hungry? We should eat, right?"

Shen Guang also trotted in, "What's the matter? Is your son hungry?"

"Well, I'm going to warm up the milk in the refrigerator, you coax it first." Mi Huaile handed the child to Shen Guang and walked into the kitchen.Just at this moment, the doorbell rang, and the baby bottle was put into boiling water to be scalded. The man went to the door and lay down on the peephole to watch. Xiao Xi and her husband came.Mi Huaile hurriedly opened the door to let people in, smiled and bent his eyebrows: "Come in, it's cold outside? Hurry up and warm up. I'm making dumplings here! We'll have hot pot for dinner, and we'll come back after twelve o'clock." Cook dumplings."

"Ah! It's stuffed with chives and eggs! I love it the most!" Xiao Xi swallowed her saliva as she stared at the white and tender ingots that had been wrapped, and her plump face looked even more rosy now after giving birth, " Brother Mi, give me a few to try first, I’m starving to death! This unconscionable person thinks that I’m too fat after giving birth, and they don’t let me eat meat. Every day is radish and cabbage, and they raise me like a rabbit on."

"What are you talking about! I didn't see you skipping a meal just by controlling it like this. Don't complain that I won't buy it for you if you won't be able to wear beautiful clothes later."

Xiao Xi's husband opened a nursery company in the city, and now the business is getting bigger and bigger. The rare green peony species cultivated by his company's garden has been sold overseas, and the price of a single plant is more than [-] yuan.

Mi Huaile giggled: "When you come to Mi Ge's place today, you can open your mouth and eat the dumplings made by Mi Ge. I'm sure you won't want to drop your chopsticks after eating them. As for the beautiful clothes! They are not sold in the market, so we can make them to order." .”

Glancing at her husband proudly, Xiao Xi hugged Mi Huaile's arm and acted like a baby: "Brother Mi is still nice to me!"

Put the warmed milk drop by drop on your hand to test the temperature. When you feel that it is almost ready, Mi Huaile sent the milk to Shen Guang in the house, and did not forget to ask: "After drinking, remember to stand up and pat your son on the back. Hiccup and then put it flat, so as not to spit up milk."

"Understood, don't worry! Xiao Xi and the others are here?"

"Well, here you are, sitting in the living room."

"Have Lingling and Mom come?" Shen Guang hugged the little girl horizontally, and brought the pacifier to the baby's mouth.

"It's snowing so much outside, it's time to catch cold with the old people and children here, let's take the little girl back tomorrow, remember to check the car at night and fill up the gas."

Shen Guang was stunned; "It's my wife who is thoughtful!"

Recalling going to the airport to pick up his son in the winter, Fu Wei walked out of the passageway with his little girl in his arms. Mi Huaile was so excited that he could not stop crying. His heart was full of mixed feelings. He couldn't tell what it was like. unknown.From the time when Mizi was in the surrogate mother's womb, Fu Wei sent Mi Huaile the B-ultrasound pictures of the fetus's routine examination every month.Watching their son grow up slowly, from fuzzy meatballs to clearly distinguishing facial features, to seeing him yawning, smiling and stretching leisurely in the womb, Mi Huaile and Shen Guang couldn't express their joy and excitement.Life is such a magical journey, from a small fertilized egg, to an embryo, and then to an independent person, it is incredible and full of imagination.Holding the little guy in his arms, Mi Huaile felt that looking forward to this little guy was really not easy, it was even harder than being pregnant for ten months.After going through all kinds of hardships and twists and turns, but never had the heart to give up, it can only be said that the fate between this child and them is deeply rooted, even if he has not yet come to this world, it has already been imprinted in their hearts.At that time, Shen Guang hugged his shoulders tightly and whispered softly in his ear: Our family will never be separated.It turns out that Shen Guang understands the shortcomings in Mi Huaile's life, and has always understood.The man couldn't say anything, he just nodded desperately, not to leave!Never part again!

The ingredients for the hot pot are all prepared, and the soup in the zinc-copper pot is bubbling and bubbling, and the hot air fumigates the room with blurred warmth.Mi Huaile pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside the door, and thought to himself: Although Zhou Pujiang was invited, that person probably wouldn't come!When he called him, the man's tone of obvious surprise weakened when he said he was invited to his house.It is unnatural to say that the company gets busier as the year ends, and I don't know if I can spare time.Try as much as possible, when he said this to him, Mi Huaile knew that it meant a polite refusal.For Zhou Pujiang, Mi Huaile is grateful, not only because of his help to him and his sacrifice of his life to save him, but also because of his consistent affection for him.There is no fate, only blame that they always meet at inappropriate times.

The sound of 'Kang Bang Bang' knocked on the door startled Mi Huaile's shoulders shrank, and then he laughed clearly.Besides Fu Wei, who else could commit two hundred and five with such righteousness?When the door opened, Mi Huaile stared at the western scene in surprise, he had to admire: the world is so big, there are so many wonders!

I saw Fu Wei holding champagne in one hand, and holding Zhou Pujiang's collar with the other.Boss Zhou glared at Fu Wei with embarrassment, "Hey! Get your hands away! My suit is all wrinkled by you!"

"Cut—it's just an old Armani. I have plenty in my closet. It's more than enough to compensate you for ten sets!"

The two are almost the same height, with long arms and long legs. One is dressed casually but can't hide his scholarly demeanor, while the other looks like an elite who just walked out of the office, but is restrained in this narrow corridor. Playing tricks on the ground, no matter how you look at it, it is uncoordinated.It's strange to say that Fu Wei is a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, and Zhou Pujiang is a practicing family, ruthless, cunning and revenge, how could he be willing to let Fu Wei lead the 'collar' away?Mi Huaile looked at them with deep meaning, held back a smile and opened the door to let them in.Fu Wei unceremoniously stuffed champagne into Mi Huaile's arms, threw off his snow boots at the door, and stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet. When he saw the affection in the living room, even a blind man could tell it was a young couple. The men nodded and said hello one by one. The hand holding Zhou Pujiang's clothes still did not relax, and he brought the man in front of Mi Huaile. When I walked downstairs to your house, I saw him wandering around the entrance of the building, sneaking into the elevator, and looking up at your window from time to time, so I just brought him up for you to deal with."

"You lunatic! Let go of your hands quickly! Otherwise, I will let you go around!" The man's face was already red to the neck, and he spoke harsh words, but he didn't take any action.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Mi Huaile slapped Fu Wei's hand that was holding onto the cloth: "Let go! I invited him here!"

Fu Wei immediately let go, his ears drooped and his tail tucked up like a puppy, and the flag died down.Zhou Pujiang patted his suit, glared at Fu Wei sideways, and apologized to Mi Huaile: "I came too hastily, and I didn't prepare any gifts. This is milk powder for the baby."

Before the baby's mother could speak, Godfather Fu snatched the gift box and took a closer look: "Ah! Xiaomi, my godson is lucky, Dutch cow Mia!"

A gust of cold wind swept across, and the mentally disabled patient died immediately under the claws of Jiuyin ribs.Mi Huaile patted the ashes on his hands to eliminate harm for the people.

After thanking Zhou Pujiang with a smile, Shen Guang put the Niu Baiye that had been modified into a knife on the table, and said to everyone, "Come to the table, let's open the pot!"

Everyone raised their glasses, this first glass of wine, a toast to the past, and wish us a prosperous future!