Are you dating online, miss?

He Lu wanted to say something, but a voice came from behind him: "Sister Lulu, my aunt has called you in."

Looking back, Manman was standing on the small balcony on the second floor and waving at her. The girl was wearing a thick down jacket, and when she spoke, she was exhaling white air from the cold weather.

"Immediately." He Lu raised his voice and replied, a little bit reluctant, so he could only say to the screen, "My family is urging me to go in, so let's stop here today..."

"There is no heating in your hometown, right? Don't stay outside for too long, go back, the holiday will be soon, and you will be there in a few days." Mo Yiyi could hear the reluctance in her voice, she wanted to laugh, and felt warm at the same time.

"Okay..." He Lu spoke slowly, "Then, see you in Beijing."

After the video ended, she stood still and took a few breaths, slapped her face, and then entered the room.

The other people in the living room sat together lively, continuing to chat about her family history before she went out. On New Year's Eve, when the family reunion is so rare, talking about these things seems to be very interesting.

After the video, He Lu listened to them chatting about their children, life, husband, and neighbors. He was not as irritable as before. , seem to be able to inexplicably share this joyful emotion.

They chatted about their husband's minor ailments, and the tone of their conversation and laughter was obviously disgusting, but secretly they were basking in their respective happiness.

He Lu listened, thinking about what little problems Yiyi would have, whether he would not brush his teeth for breakfast or not wear a Bra when he did not go out.

She let her imagination run wild, stretching it infinitely, the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to laugh, but she was afraid that people would see her smirking alone for no reason, holding back so hard.

They talked about their children being naughty and difficult to discipline, and their tone was full of indulgent love.

He Lu listened, thinking that he and Yiyi could not have children, but they could have a pet, a cat, a dog, or a little hedgehog. The little African hedgehog that was popular last time was a small one. After a long time, it will recognize the owner, very cute.

If Yiyi finds it troublesome to take care of cats and dogs, he can raise fish or small turtles, which can be regarded as scenery.

And so on.

This out-of-the-ordinary thinking has brought wonderful changes in a short time to parents who don't like it so much on weekdays.

Amidst the background sound of chatting with relatives during the Spring Festival Gala, she was immersed in her own little world and enjoyed listening to it.

He Lu sat in a corner of the sofa, smiling lightly, in the eyes of others, it seemed to be the joy of a family reunion on New Year's Eve, which was no different from others.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

It was a WeChat message from Mother He.

【Mom: Come to the kitchen】

He Lu thought he was helping to make supper, so he didn't think much, got up and went directly to the kitchen. Just as he stepped into the kitchen door, he was handed a mobile phone with her Lily page on it.

She looked up in surprise. She didn't expect her mother to find out before her father. He's mother kept silent during the confrontation that day, so she took it for granted that her mother's attitude was not as stubborn as her father's.

Who wants to...

Mother He carefully watched her daughter's expression change, took back the phone, and sighed: "I didn't read what you wrote, and I don't usually like it. What your father said last time was a bit serious, but you obviously didn't listen to it." ..."

He Lu pursed his lips slightly, but remained silent.

"As for me, I have no objection to your writing, as long as it doesn't affect your work, you know your father."

The words were tactful, and He Lu understood that this meant that his mother did not intend to delve into it, and was going to turn a blind eye to it.

For a middle school teacher like her who was almost rigid in the past, it was already an extremely rare concession.

He Lu raised his head, took a step forward, and hugged her gently.

Mother He's body was slightly stiff. After her daughter became an adult, mother and daughter rarely had such intimate and tender moments.

"Thank you, Mom." He Lu said softly.

Mother He raised her hand, her movements were a little rusty because she was not used to it, and patted her daughter on the back: "Okay, even if you think about it, it's impossible for your father to really keep an eye on whether you have written or not, and control the time, as long as you know it in your heart."

He Lu hummed, and before the end sound dissipated in the air, he heard a sentence that was neither light nor heavy, as if it seemed to be knocking.

"—I just hope that's the only thing you're hiding."

He Lu's heart, which had just fallen steadily, lifted up again.