The time of the city

Chapter 137 Spring Chapter 1

As the Spring Festival was approaching, Shang Xue suggested taking Mo Yu to buy new clothes. Mo Yu thought Song Fei would be bored at home alone, so she took her along.

Shang Xue held Mo Yu's arm, her face beaming with joy. "Mom is going to buy you a lot of beautiful clothes today."

"I don't need so many. I can't wear them all."

"Girls should dress up." Shang Xue pinched her little face.

Song Fei walked behind them, looked at them holding hands, and found that many of the people around them were families coming out together, and sighed.

"Hey, Feifei, come on and follow me." Shang Xue turned around and took her arm. Song Fei stared at Shang Xue's hand and suddenly felt sweet in her heart. At this moment, she felt that she also had a mother.

At the mall, Mo Yu sat aside, playing with her phone, letting Shang Xue choose clothes for her. Song Fei stayed by Shang Xue's side, helping her choose. Compared to Mo Yu, she felt more like Shang Xue's daughter.

"Fei Fei, how about this one?" Shang Xue picked up a coat and asked Song Fei.

"It looks great and suits Xiaoyu very well."

"Do you like it? This is what Auntie wants to buy for you."

"Bought it for me?" Song Fei widened her eyes, obviously not expecting Shang Xue to choose clothes for her.

"Of course, children should wear new clothes during the New Year. Go and try them on." Shang Xue pushed the clothes into her arms with a loving look on her face.

"Okay." A warm feeling surged in Song Fei's heart. She couldn't help wanting to laugh. She picked up the clothes and went to the fitting room. When she came out, Shang Xue had a few more pieces in her hands.

"Auntie, do you look good?" Song Fei pulled the corner of her clothes and looked at Shang Xue.

"They look good. These ones are suitable for you too. Auntie will pack them together."

"Thank you auntie."

On the way back, Song Fei took the initiative to hold their arm, and the three of them went home laughing and talking happily.

A few days later, the long-awaited Spring Festival finally arrived. When Mo Yu got up, Ni Jiamu was pasting Spring Festival couplets, with Ni Yuantang directing them from below.

"Amu, a little to the left, too much, to the right."

"Brother is so stupid."

"Who are you calling stupid? You come and stick it on." Ni Jiamu turned around and glared at Mo Yu with a proud look on his face.

"Hurry up, little brat! I think you're really stupid." Ni Yuantang slapped him on the butt.

When Song Fei passed by the kitchen, she saw Shang Xue rolling out the dough, and hurried in, "Auntie, are you rolling out the dough? Let me help you." After saying that, she washed her hands and helped Shang Xue roll the dough.

Outside, Mo Yu chased Xiao Xue with new clothes, "Xiao Xue, don't run, put on your new clothes."

But Xiaoxue continued to run forward with a howl, and Mo Yu continued to chase her without giving up. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and the pain from her head made her groan, "Brother, why did you suddenly stand in front of me? It hurts so much." She rubbed her red forehead.

"You're wrong, you're wrong, little ancestor. Let me help you catch it." Ni Jiamu took out a piece of beef jerky from his pocket, and sure enough, Xiaoxue came over happily.

"Brother is really awesome." With Ni Jiamu's help, Mo Yu successfully put the clothes on Xiaoxue.

Chen Xu entered the gallery while talking on the phone, but saw that the lights in the studio upstairs were still on. He thought that they probably forgot to turn them off.

After hanging up the phone, he went upstairs and opened the door, only to see Xiao Hecheng drawing. He was sitting by the window with his back to him, still wearing a white shirt. Chen Xu could only see his profile. He opened the window a little, and the wind blew the curtains along with the strands of hair on his forehead.

He looked out the window from time to time and made a few strokes on the paper. The heavy snow outside made him look cold and lonely.

"Crane City?"

Hearing the voice, Xiao Hecheng turned around, nodded at him and said, "Manager Chen," and then said nothing more.

He knew Xiao Hecheng was a quiet man, but Chen Xu still felt awkward. He coughed twice and said, "Hecheng had a day off yesterday, so why did he come to the gallery?"

He lowered his eyes slightly and smiled politely, "I have nothing to do anyway, so I just wanted to draw a few strokes."

"Hecheng, come to my house today to have New Year's Eve dinner. My wife has cooked a lot of dishes."

"No thanks, Manager Chen."

"You come from abroad and don't know anyone, so go and have some fun."

"Thank you, Manager Chen. I live abroad and don't have the habit of celebrating the Spring Festival."

Seeing that Xiao Hecheng kept refusing, Chen Xu didn't want to persuade him anymore. "Then Hecheng, go back and rest early. My wife is waiting for me at home after I leave."

After Chen Xu left, Xiao Hecheng looked at the falling snow outside, then opened the painting covered with a black cloth on the table and touched it. "You should be very happy today."

Looking at the scenery receding outside the window, Nan Feng became gloomy. Qiao Zhengrong called him to go to City B early in the morning. He didn't know if he could still see Mo Yu today.

"A Feng, the family we're going to today is a close friend of Grandpa's for many years, so you have to behave well."

"Hmm" Nan Feng couldn't help but wonder, with Qiao Zhengrong's profit-seeking personality, would he have any friends?

"Come here and make dumplings." Following Shang Xue's orders, the people scattered around the house quickly gathered in the restaurant.

Seeing the table full of rolled-out dough, Mo Yu was shocked. She didn't want to be asked to make dumplings, as she didn't know how.

"Today is New Year's Eve, everyone has to make at least five, hurry up and get started."

"I can't," Mo Yu and Ni Yuantang said in unison.

"Amu teaches Xiaoyu, and I teach you. We both have to cover it. No one can be lazy."

Mo Yu pouted and turned to look at Ni Jiamu's bag. She couldn't see clearly, so she moved the stool a little closer to him, leaned her head on Ni Jiamu's shoulder and stared at him intently.

Mo Yu's hair rubbed against Ni Jiamu's face, making it itchy. She also had the girl's unique gardenia scent on her body. He pursed his lips, and even his eyebrows rippled softly.

"Did you learn it, idiot?"

"I think I've almost learned it." Mo Yu moved her head and sat up straight, picked up a piece of dough and slowly wrapped it, looking at Song Fei and Ni Jiamu from time to time.

After a few minutes, she finally finished wrapping a dumpling. She stood up and placed the ugly dumpling in her palm. "I declare this is the first dumpling I've ever made in my life. I'll name it Mo Yu No. 1."

"Then your Mo Yu No. 1 will be eaten soon. Sit down and continue. My baby is so great." Shang Xue smiled lovingly.

After wrapping a few, Mo Yu gained experience. She happily whispered to Ni Jiamu, "Brother, I'll put a coin in it. I'll leave a small hole so you know which one it is and you can eat the coin."

"The fool ran away with only a small piece of meat left. Xiao Yubao's brother recognized him." His eyes were deep and his smile was obvious.

After making dumplings, everyone had a light lunch and looked forward to the New Year's Eve dinner. After lunch, Shang Xue and Song Fei were busy in the kitchen, preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

After sending New Year's Eve greetings to her friends, Mo Yu played games on the sofa with Ni Jiamu. The two of them huddled together under the same blanket. Mo Yu didn't play, but just watched Ni Jiamu play.

Time passed quickly, and it was time for the New Year's Eve dinner. Shang Xue brought out the dumplings she had made at noon, along with many other delicious dishes.

"Are the dumplings you make yourself tastier?" Shang Xue touched Mo Yu's head.

“But I don’t know which one is mine.”

"You made this." Ni Jiamu took the odd-shaped dumpling out of the bowl with a smile, put it in his mouth, and then spat out a coin from his mouth. "See if my guess was right. Xiaoyu made it really delicious."

Seeing the harmonious and beautiful appearance of the two, Ni Yuantang smiled and said, "Xiaoyu, when you look for a boyfriend in the future, look for one who follows your brother's example. Don't choose anyone who doesn't treat you well as well as Amu."

"Dad, Xiaoyu is still young." Ni Jiamu tightened his hands under the table.

Halfway through the meal, Shang Xue and Ni Yuantang went back to the room and came out with three red envelopes in their hands.

"Xiaoyu Feifei Amu wishes you good health and happiness every day."

Song Fei took it flattered, her eyes lit up, "Me too?"

"Of course, all the children here have it." Ni Yuantang took a sip of wine and looked happy.

"Wait, I have prepared gifts for you too." Mo Yu put down her dishes and chopsticks and ran upstairs.

When she came down, she was holding four gift boxes and smiling brightly. "Mom, this is the perfume I bought you. It smells great. Dad, this is the watch I bought you. Feifei, I bought you a bracelet. Of course, all three of these were bought with my brother's money." Mo Yu stuffed the three gift boxes into the hands of the three of them.

"Brother, I bought you a pen. I chose it for a long time. I bought it with mom's money. I hope you like it."

"I like everything Xiaoyu gives me."