I listened to my sister's words today.

As soon as Yun Yiru got out of the car, Ye Shihan suddenly hugged her and she was almost suffocated by her tight embrace.

"Wow, Sister Ye, is your school on vacation?"

Yun Yiruo asked excitedly, her eyes sparkling, as if they were relatives reuniting after a long separation.

Ye Shihan chuckled: "It must be a holiday. Today is New Year's Eve. Did you miss me?"

"Why do you feel like you've shrunk?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo's mother suddenly stood behind the child, making gestures with her hands to indicate "stop talking".

Ye Shihan also changed the subject, put her sister down, and patted her head.

"Hey, haven't they come back yet?"

Luo's mother was busy sorting the items in the trunk while saying, "I guess there was a traffic jam on the way. There was also a traffic jam on the way back."

Just then, there was a sound of light footsteps and the old lady walked out of the house.

"Ah! Grandma!"

The old lady couldn't stop smiling when she heard this. She reached out and patted the child's shoulder: "Hey, hey, hey! Grandma is here, come here quickly."

Yun Yiruo trotted into the old lady's arms, her eyes curved into crescents with laughter.

"Grandma, are you feeling better? Why don't you stay in the hospital for a few more days?"

The old lady chuckled and patted the back of her hand: "It's all right now, don't worry, I'm in great shape now!"

"Come on, let me show you the restaurant. We've prepared a lot of delicious food. It's our reunion dinner today!"

"Reunion dinner?"

"Shouldn't New Year's Eve be the New Year's Eve dinner?"

The old lady smiled and picked him up.

"Yes, New Year's Eve dinner is also called reunion dinner. Today is our New Year's Eve dinner."

As she spoke, she walked into the restaurant. Yun Yiru followed her gaze and saw that the table was covered with delicious food, all neatly arranged.

Yun Yiruo opened her mouth wide, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! So beautiful!"

His eyes were almost wide open, like a country kid coming to the city for the first time, full of curiosity and excitement.

"Looks good, doesn't it? These carved vegetables were carved by your sister Ye herself."

He picked up a plate of beautifully carved radishes from the table and handed it over.

Yun Yiruo took the carrot and took a closer look. She saw a lifelike little rabbit carved into it, even its eyes seemed to be slightly squinting. "Wow! So delicate!"

Ye Shihan walked in with a lot of luggage on her shoulders, and put down the bags.

Picking up another carrot carved like a little fox, he asked, "Does it look like you?"

Yun Yiruo took the radish and couldn't help laughing, "Haha."

Inside the restaurant, the atmosphere was cheerful and enticing aromas filled almost every corner.

Yun Yiruo and Sister Ye were chatting, and laughter was heard one after another.

But at this moment, footsteps suddenly were heard at the restaurant door.

Yun Yiru looked up and saw two familiar figures appear at the door - her father and grandfather.

He stood up instantly, a nervous yet polite smile on his face.

Although her inner world is deep and closed, unable to accommodate too many emotions and interpersonal relationships, she knows that her father and grandfather are an inevitable part of her.

“Dad, Grandpa!”

Although full of affection, he does not recognize anyone other than his mother.

"Grandpa and Dad, come and have dinner. We're waiting for you."

The tone was brisk, yet it also implied an unspoken sense of alienation.

There is always an unknown barrier, which is her silent resistance.

The two men stood at the door, looking at her words, and seemed to be touched by this long-delayed greeting.

After a moment's silence, Father Yun finally stepped forward with a soft light in his eyes.

He bent down slightly, wanting to pick up the child, but just as he was about to reach out, the old man quickly moved sideways and got there first.

"Come on, let's go eat!"

The old man moved quickly, as if he could sense the hesitation in the child's eyes and the restraint in her heart, and he pulled her into his arms more enthusiastically.

At the dining table, the large round table was filled with people, and the air was filled with the aroma of food.

The old man and Yun Yiruo sat side by side in the main seat. The old lady asked Luo's mother in a low voice, her eyes full of concern: "Can the child have a drink?"

Luo's mother took the drink handed to her by the old lady and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay to drink less."

He poured some Coke into a disposable cup and handed it to Yun Yiru.

Yun Yiru's eyes lit up and she took it without hesitation.

He tilted his head back, took a big sip, his face filled with a satisfied smile, and even some foam splashed out of joy at the corners of his mouth.

"Thank you grandma!"

The atmosphere at the table was pleasant and warm.

Everyone was helping Yun with food, picking up pieces of fresh fish fillet, five-spice braised pork, and crystal clear steamed shrimp.

Yun Yiruo's small bowl was piled higher and higher, the dishes were almost overflowing, and the white rice was almost buried under the rich dishes.

Seeing these delicious foods, her little eyes lit up even brighter, as if even the small bowl was enlarged by her appetite.

Everyone ate and talked, the atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful, laughter continued, and the topic always seemed to revolve around Yun Yiruo: "Yun Yiruo, how is it at your sister Jiang's house?"

Everyone's eyes were on the child, full of love and pampering.

But whenever Yun Yiruo showed a hint of displeasure, the atmosphere seemed to freeze instantly, and everyone subconsciously changed the subject.

There was silence at the table for a few seconds from time to time, as if they all had a tacit understanding and tried to avoid those past events that they didn't want to touch upon.

Yun Yiruo frowned slightly, as if realizing this.

Her eyes were a little confused, and she vaguely felt that there was something she could no longer remember. It could even be said that she was gradually forgetting those once vivid memories.

He lowered his head and stirred the food in the bowl with a small spoon, unwilling to participate in the discussion anymore.

Although the table was full of care, they always lightly touched upon the past and never mentioned it again.

Just when everyone was chatting enthusiastically, the old lady suddenly changed the subject and started talking about the interesting things about Yun's father's childhood.

"Thinking back then, the conditions were so different from today! We couldn't have meat every meal at home."

The old lady sighed softly and then said, "Do you know?"

"When your father was a child, he was craving meat."

"Once, just to have a bite of delicious meat, he was so bold as to climb up to the beam and pull out the bacon hanging there!"

At this point, the old lady couldn't help laughing out loud.

After hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Yun's father, imagining the image of the naughty little boy at that time.

At this time, Yun's father scratched his head embarrassedly, with an awkward smile on his face.