The dishes prepared by Lu Zheng are particularly conspicuous on the dining table. They don't look very good and are not as exquisite as those cooked by the chef.
The old man is alone all year round, but this year he has his grandson and great-grandson with him to celebrate the New Year, which makes the house a little more festive.
It was colder in the countryside than in the city. After dinner, Mr. Lu went back to the bedroom to take a lunch break.
Lu Zheng took his children out to see the scenery of the town. The father and daughter held an oil-paper umbrella together.
There was light snow falling in the sky and the air was dry and cold.
Young people who worked outside during the Chinese New Year have all returned home. There are cars parked in front of every house, and families gather around the stove to keep warm.
The black Martin boots crunched in the thick snow, and there were still red confetti from the firecrackers on the ground.
Someone in the town knew him and saw him walking through the door with his child in his arms. They invited him in to warm themselves by the fire and gave the child candy.
Yuanyuan didn't come out either. She sat in her father's arms, peeling sugar oranges and eating them. She took one piece for herself and gave him one piece for him to eat.
Originally they were just chatting about trivial family matters, but suddenly the topic turned to Lu Zheng and asked about his relationship issues.
It is common here to urge marriage during the Chinese New Year. Some people not only urge their own children, but also talk to other people's children when they see them.
This was the first time Lu Zheng had encountered such a thing. He quickly picked up the child and ran away. He felt uncomfortable all over.
"Dad, will you get married in the future? Will I have a mother?"
Yuanyuan understood what the family was saying. They wanted to introduce their daughter to her father.
"I don't know, I didn't think about this."
Lu Zheng has never had a strong love for a specific person in his entire life.
I have female friends around me, but they are just friends, and I have never thought about extending them to a deeper relationship.
If a friend suddenly confesses to him, he will feel disgusted and want to stay away from this person.
It may also be that his parents' marriage had an impact on him. He doesn't expect love, let alone get married.
"If dad has another child in the future, will he still treat me well?"
Yuanyuan is more worried about this. She is very afraid that the past experience will happen again.
"You think too much. I will only have one child from you."
Lu Zheng also noticed that she was afraid that he would be partial and patted her back gently.
He understands this feeling and would never be such a parent.
"Why? Don't you want a son?"
Yuanyuan looked at him in confusion. The village used to say that a family must have a son.
"Why do I want a son? Who instilled in you this idea of favoring sons over daughters?"
Lu Zheng stopped and looked down at her eyes. Someone must have said something to her before she asked such a question.
"No one told me that in the village where I lived before, every family had to give birth to a boy."
In those days, there was no need to say it. It could be seen from the girl's name and the treatment of the two.
“That’s because they have a problem with their thinking, and this concept is wrong.
You don't need to listen to those voices, don't let them invade your thoughts, in my eyes you are the best. "
Lu Zheng didn't know what kind of tiger and wolf den it was, but this kind of thought still remained.
Perhaps it was because of the different social circles he was in. He had never encountered this kind of thing since he was a child, and it felt very uncomfortable to hear a child ask such a question.
He will give the child the best life and enrich her spirit and inner being.
Let her stand high enough in the future and have the rights she has so that this kind of voice can no longer affect her.
"Well, I won't listen!"
Yuanyuan nodded seriously, her father's words really enlightened her.
From this moment on, she was freed from the shadow of her previous life.
Dad said she is the best!
There is a large open space in the backyard of the garden, covered with white snow. The servants walked down the corridor without leaving any footprints, as clean as a piece of white paper.
"Let's have a snowball fight!"
Lu Zheng pinched a snowball and threw it towards the child. The little guy also squatted down, grabbed two handfuls of snow and threw it towards him.
The father and daughter chased around the open space. The snowballs the children could squeeze were also small, and the snowballs they hit were not painful or itchy.
Yuanyuan thought she had avoided her father's attack nimbly, but in fact it was Lu Zheng who kept letting her go.
Otherwise, the solid snowball he pinched could hit the child with bruises and swollen face.
The originally pure white snow was covered with footprints and traces of the fight between the father and daughter.
Lu Zheng walked backwards facing the child. He missed a step and tripped over his left foot with his right foot and lay down in the snow. A large dent was made in the snow, but he felt no pain.
When the sky is gray and you look up, you can see tiny snowflakes falling, as if they are integrated with the heaven and earth.
Seeing her father lying in the snow, Yuanyuan ran over and lay on him, stuffing her red fingers into his collar.
"hiss--"
Lu Zheng took a breath of cold air and put his cold hands on the child's neck.
"Dad, it's so cold, your hands are like stones."
Yuanyuan shook her head from side to side, trying to escape from the clutches.
"Do you think your hands are warm?"
Lu Zheng and the child fell in love with each other, lay in the snow for a while, and then took her home to warm his hands.
A charcoal fire was lit in the living room, and Mr. Lu invited them to come over to keep warm.
Seeing the child's red face from the cold, he almost felt heartbroken, and reached out to pat the falling snow on her body.
"Don't go out to play in the snow when it's cold, you'll get sick."
The servant cooked ginger soup to dispel the cold, and the father and daughter each drank a bowl.
Yuanyuan likes Xuansha Tangji, grilling it next to the charcoal fire and eating it hot.
"Be careful, don't burn it."
Mr. Lu saw her little hands constantly pouring out the hot oranges, so he handed her a tissue to wrap.
"Grandpa, eat it!"
Yuanyuan peeled it open and gave him half. The white skin on the hot orange peeled off easily.
After playing in the snow the afternoon before yesterday, the father and daughter both caught colds and had runny noses the next day.
Mr. Lu is weak and a minor illness can cause him to become bedridden.
The two of them were afraid of infecting him, so they stayed upstairs and brought food and drink into the house.
"Aqiu——"
Yuanyuan sat on the sofa with the medicine in her hands and sneered. After a while, she closed her eyes and poured the medicine in.
"ah--"
Then he opened his mouth to eat a toffee fed by his father.
Lu Zheng looked at the brown medicinal soup, frowning and it took him a long time to drink a little bit.
This is what the old man specially made people endure, and it is most effective in treating colds and colds.
The old man's wishes can never be let down.
But if you can’t drink it, you just can’t drink it…
"I bought you a piece of strawberry cake, and you said it was your bowl."
Lu Zheng saw that he still had less than half a bowl of Chinese medicine, and he really couldn't drink it.
Grandpa also specifically told him to drink it all. If he had so much left, he would definitely be nagged.
He didn't want to cause trouble for himself.
"Two pieces!"
Yuanyuan gestured to him, and the little profiteer sat on the ground and raised his price.
"make a deal!"
"..."
Seeing her father agree so quickly, she felt that she shouted less.
After the servant came in, Lu Zheng handed her the empty bowl, and the child cooperated by putting the remaining medicine into the tray, saying that he couldn't drink it.
