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Half a month later, Liang Xi dragged his family into their new home.

Xiao Hua grabbed Liang Xi's clothes, shook them again and again, and said excitedly, "Ah! Dad, are you finally going to live with Uncle Song?"

Liang Xi blushed, and nodded Xiao Hua's head: "What have you been thinking about all day?"

Xiao Hua stuck out her tongue.

Song Yizhou was not annoyed when he heard the conversation between the father and daughter, but envied the father and daughter for a while.

"Liang Li! Don't stand in a daze at the door! Come and help me put the clothes in the closet." Liang Xi shouted from the bedroom.

"Okay, here I come." Xiao Hua bounced away.

Song Yizhou walked up to Liang Xi who was busy, patted his shoulder and said, "Come to my house for dinner tonight, and I'll tell you good news."

"What good news?" Liang Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Song Yizhou sat by the bed and said, "I told you, I'm writing a book, and a publishing house in China wants to sign a contract with me."

"Yeah, that would be great."

"An editor is coming to Japan to do an interview with me in the next few days. I want to celebrate with you in advance."

Liang Xi smiled brightly and said, "It's okay to celebrate, but you can't persuade people to drink."

"Okay, no, I know you don't drink well."

After everything was tidied up, Song Yizhou knelt down and patted Xiao Hua's head, and said, "Liang Li, you have to obey your father's words obediently. Uncle's house is next door. You can come to me anytime if you need anything."

Xiao Hua raised her head and said, "Don't uncle live with Dad?"

Liang Xi, who was wiping the floor, coughed wildly with his back propped up and his mouth covered, his face flushed.

Song Yizhou laughed so hard that he fell to the ground.

In the evening, Liang Xi took Xiao Hua to Song Yizhou's house for a banquet, and Song Yizhou had already prepared a small table of dishes.

Liang Xi said: "Ah, I haven't eaten Chinese food for a long time, I miss it so much!"

"Dad, Chinese food smells so good."

Song Yizhou set his chopsticks and said, "Two little greedy cats, dinner is ready."

Just as Liang Xi was teaching Xiao Hua how to hold chopsticks, the phone rang.

When Liang Xi saw the caller, he trembled instantly.

"It's over, Liang Li, your aunt is calling." Immediately, Liang Xi made a gesture of silencing the two of them.

"Hello, sister."

"What? You've already arrived in Japan?" Liang Xi panicked.

"Ah ah ah ah, you take it easy, no, no, no, I mean I'm not ready yet."

"Okay, okay, I see, the address will be sent to you later."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Xi hurriedly picked up Xiao Hua and said, "Song Yizhou! Xiao Hua is sorry for your trouble."

Song Yizhou already knew about it, and it was normal for him. Ever since he met Liang Xi, he had to help him hide from his sister-in-law once or twice a year.

"Okay." Song Yizhou agreed straight away, "No, it's definitely too late for you to clean up the house now, why don't you stay at my house tonight, and Xiaohua and I are next door."

The two hit it off, and hurried to work.

"Quickly, remove the food."

"I brought some clothes here."

"Song Yizhou, take your notebook."

Xiao Hua stood by the wall and looked at her almost crazy father indifferently, holding a chicken leg in his hand and gnawing leisurely.

She remembered that as long as her father's sister-in-law came to Japan, she would be hidden by her father, but she really wanted to see who her aunt was.