After Li Jingchen was silent for a while, he said: "I was really worried about him at the time, and also a little angry at the same time. When did he and I become so awkward? He didn't even dare to tell me a request directly, and he had to use such roundabout ways.
Way to keep me?"
Lu Wanwan said: "I guess it may be that the old man feels guilty towards us, or it may be because he is getting old and is inevitably depressed."
"Yes, he is old."
To be honest, Li Jingchen did not want to admit that Li Yuanzhong was old.
Li Yuanzhong was the majestic towering tree in his heart when he was young. He was the murderer who indirectly caused Wan Wan to fall into the sea in his heart when he was in his prime. He thought about following him, surpassing him, and taking revenge on him, but he never thought about it.
will get old.
"In this way, it seems that I can no longer ignore him as before."
"Then just be nice to him. Didn't I say that I don't mind."
After Lu Wanwan finished speaking, he stood on tiptoes excitedly to see An An and Li Xiuqi downstairs, who were preparing to light a new round of fireworks.
At this moment, no grudges or hatreds are as dazzling as the fireworks that are about to bloom.
After An An noticed Lu Wanwan's head sticking out, she immediately shouted: "Mommy? Mommy! Come down and set off fireworks with us!"
"Okay." Just as Lu Wanwan responded, he heard a voice from behind: "No."
Lu Wanwan turned around and asked, "Why not?"
Li Jingchen's fingertips lightly traced her belly and said in a low voice: "You are pregnant, so you are not allowed to mess around with them."
"Oh, it's okay, just let me go down."
It had been a long time since Lu Wanwan had set off fireworks, so he was inevitably itchy and wanted to go down and play.
But Li Jingchen frowned and said, "What if they don't play it seriously and throw firecrackers at you on purpose, causing you to have fetal infection?"
Lu Wanwan rolled his eyes and said, "Then just like you did to your grandfather, just carry me to the sofa to rest, right?"
"..." Li Jingchen suddenly wanted to shut up her annoying little mouth.
At this time, An An's call came from downstairs again: "Mom! Are you down? We are going to start playing!"
Lu Wanwan immediately blinked at the wall of flesh in front of him and said softly: "Let's go down together, and you can protect me by the side. Is that okay?"
Li Jingchen couldn't resist her coquettish attack and finally gave in: "Okay then, you have to stay by my side, do you hear me?"
"Yes, I heard it!" Lu Wanwan said obediently.
After the two of them went downstairs, An An immediately handed Lu Wanwan a lighter and said with bright eyes: "Mommy, I left a barrel for you, go ahead and light it."
Lu Wanwan asked: "Where is it?"
An An stretched out her hand and said, "What about that."
Lu Wanwan then looked around and saw a square gun barrel placed in the snow not far away, about the size of a stool. He couldn't help but said "Uh...": "Isn't it a bit too big?"
Big?"
"It's so fun!" An An was already going crazy. Half of the fireworks in the snow were lit by him. The feeling of running away after lighting and the adrenaline surge made him eager to share it with others.
.
At this moment, Li Xiuqi handed over a slender firework stick and said to Lu Wanwan: "Auntie, do you want to try the fairy stick? It's beautiful and not dangerous."
This undoubtedly gave Lu Wanwan a solution.
After Lu Wanwan took the fairy stick, he said to Li Xiuqi: "Thank you."
Li Xiuqi smiled lightly at her. He exchanged a secret with his aunt today. He knew that her aunt was pregnant and it was not appropriate to play with large fireworks, so he came up with this temporary solution for her.
When An An saw that Lu Wanwan had a fairy stick in her hand, not only did she stop pestering her to light the barrel, but she clapped her hands and said, "I want to play too!"