Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

Ever since Chen Mi came back, Li Yucheng has been coming here more and more frequently.

It’s not that Ni Jia was hiding on purpose, but after being busy during the day, he could only draw at night.

Moreover, she would paint for two or three hours at a time, and would only come out to drink a glass of water in between. Today, before she even got up, someone came in with a glass of water.

I thought it was Aunt Tong. Ni Jia lowered his head and said, "Thank you."

After she said that, she realized that she was wrong, because the palm holding the water cup was broad, the knuckles were distinct, and the fingers were slender. It couldn't be a woman's hand.

She turned her face slightly, and the man's eyes moved from the drawing to her face, calm and composed.

Not preventing the other party from entering the house is to give the child a complete childhood as much as possible, but this does not mean that the other party can freely enter her bedroom or study.

"What's up?"

"Tomorrow is Wednesday."

"I know."

"You should go to bed early today."

He came up here specially just to remind her that she had a physical examination tomorrow? Ni Jia didn't quite believe it, but he nodded perfunctorily and went back to drawing.

"How are you going to spend Christmas?" Li Yucheng not only did not prepare to leave, but sat down on the chair.

Ni Jia paused with her pen tip and put it down. There was confusion in her eyes. In her impression, Li Yucheng should not care about any festival, not even the Spring Festival.

But the other party quickly answered her confusion, speaking in a calm tone as if he was discussing business.

"My daughter seems to be looking forward to it," Li Yucheng paused and asked, "What should I prepare?"

Just now, my sister downstairs asked him a series of questions, such as how he celebrated Christmas in the past and what Santa Claus put in his socks?

I also asked him why it doesn't snow in the capital, and whether Santa Claus's sleigh can slide?

Li Yucheng couldn't answer any of the series of questions. He had no habit of celebrating Christmas and even almost blurted out that it was a foreign holiday and Chinese people didn't need to care about it.

He asked seriously, and Ni Jia answered him seriously: "A gift is fine, but you have to wrap it, and it's better to be original."

"Okay." Li Yucheng agreed and sat there without moving.

Ni Jia glanced at him, probably thinking that he was a novice and confused, so to reassure him, he added, "I will prepare the other things."

After saying that, Ni Jia picked up the paintbrush again, drew a few lines, turned back again, and raised his eyebrows at him.

"I checked the weather, and it's not going to snow on Christmas Day."

"Well, then what?"

Li Yucheng frowned and repeated the question again. Then she saw Ni Jia's puzzled expression gradually collapse, the corners of his mouth pursed, and he could not hide his smile.

"You can just tell her that this is the truth and don't make it difficult."

Li Yucheng thought that the reason why the other party could say it so lightly was because he did not see his daughter's expectant eyes just now. Of course, there might be another reason.

That's what they are used to. They are tired of celebrating this kind of festival abroad, but it is the first time for Li Yucheng, and he doesn't want to shatter his daughter's fantasy.

I also can't express my numb and boring life.

"This is the first year, he doesn't want them to be disappointed." Li Yucheng's expression was not joking at all, and even a little serious: "I'll think of a way to deal with this, don't tell them yet."

After saying that, Li Yucheng stood up and walked to the door, his hand on the door handle. Finally, he couldn't help but ask: "Is he here every year?"

Ni Jia just realized who the person was talking about when the other party seemed to have got the answer.

"Then there is no way I can do worse than him." Li Yucheng said and left.

It was not until the footsteps became farther and farther away and finally disappeared at the stairs that Ni Jia came back to his senses. He turned back and stared at the drawing, blinking.

A few seconds later, she picked up the paintbrush again, drew a light yellow bottom line, then erased it and changed it to blue.

Li Yucheng seemed to be particularly serious about his duties and identity as a father. Ni Jia originally thought that it was unnecessary, after all, the blood relationship was there and no one could take it away.

But the other party's unconcealable sense of loss still impacted her even though they were several meters apart.

Compassion forced Ni Jia to put down his paintbrush again, put on his clothes and go downstairs. He was still in the living room with headphones on, making a work call while accompanying Ni Hao to build Lego.

Ni Jia went to the kitchen to make two cups of milk first, and then returned to the living room and sat down. She faintly heard a few words, "plan", "venue". Li Yucheng looked at her and quickly hung up the phone.

She felt it necessary to give a reminder, lest the other party do something exaggerated just to compete with her.

So she took out her cell phone, opened Taobao, typed a few words, and began to browse the page slowly.

"How about buying a different Christmas tree this year?"

As soon as the question was thrown out, Haohao immediately put down the cat and pounced on her: "Last year, Nina's Christmas tree was white, as beautiful as pine mist!"

"Yes!" Ni Jia touched her face, held her daughter in his arms and looked at the pictures together: "Then you choose?"

“Okay!” Haohao excitedly took the phone while swinging her legs. Ni Jia pushed her and said, “Go watch it with your sister.”

Haohao jumped down from the sofa, ran over in two or three steps, and squeezed in between Li Yucheng and Ni Hao and sat down: "Dad, let's pick together!"

Li Yucheng put down the Lego block in his hand, and his stiff face gradually softened. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he became happy because of the invitation.

The two sisters obviously have different preferences, and occasionally they would argue about the styles. Whenever this happened, Li Yucheng would interrupt and say, "Then buy both."

"Really?" Ni Hao's eyes lit up and she tilted her head to ask. In previous years, she was always the one who made compromises.

Li Yucheng touched her head and said firmly, "Of course."

“This little string of lights is so pretty!”

"Wow! There's a little elk! This is so cute!"

People were dazzled by the pictures on the Internet. Li Yucheng tried his best to remember everything his daughter praised or said she wanted. He even opened the memo for fear that he had missed something.

Ni Jia noticed this action and immediately stopped them: "Calm down, you two, buy no more than two, there's no place to put more."

"You can put it in the yard!" Ni Hao pointed outside the door, and Hao Hao nodded: "And the living room!"

"Yes!" Ni Jia smiled and raised his hand to indicate a number: "So there are two!"

"Two here and two from dad, that's four Christmas trees in total!" Haohao shook his head and muttered to himself, "Leave it to me, rest assured!"

Ni Hao automatically asked: "Then we each choose two."

"Okay~"

Ni Jia: ....

The daughter in the living room continued to ask: "Mommy, then we should buy an extra hat this year! Daddy wants to wear one too!"

"Bake more cookies, too."

"Dad hasn't eaten the cookies you baked yet!"

“And tiramisu and grilled chicken!”

"Wow! I wish tomorrow was Christmas!!"

Li Yucheng lowered his head, tapped his fingers, and finally couldn't help but clenched his fist and laughed softly...