In this way, Du Xiaoxian and Du Niannian lived in Gu family.

All of a sudden, a beautiful and lovely granddaughter appeared, and the whole family was very happy. In particular, Gu Guangxian and Fang Yaru were very obedient to Du nianian, for fear that they would not love her enough. They would not even let her go. They always liked to hold her.

Fang Yaru is OK, but Gu Guangxian is not in good health. He can't breathe when he is holding flowers in the garden. Rao is like this, he is also reluctant to let go.

Du Niannian didn't like them to hold them. He said, "I'm not a three-year-old. Why do you always hold me? I have feet to walk by myself."

When she was in Yawan, she was able to take care of herself. When she arrived here, she did everything for her. The little girl was not used to it. She snatched her own socks from Alin's hand and said, "I can wash myself. My mother said that I should do my own things."

Ah Ling had a good relationship with Du Xiaoxian. When she met Du Niannian, she naturally liked it. She was not willing to let her wash her socks, so she coaxed her: "Niannian is still young. Can you wash it by yourself when you grow up? You see, Auntie Ling washes all her socks

"Auntie is not good, Auntie is a slacker," Du Niannian said with a face of awe: "Niannian, don't learn from her."

"But this is aunt Ling's job! If you wash your socks, what does aunt Ling do

"I don't care! I wash my own socks anyway No matter how ailing coaxes her, Du Niannian refuses to give her socks.

Ah Ling had no choice but to follow her.

Du Niannian took a small stool and sat down to one side, happily washing with a Ling. Fang Yaru took a nap and searched all over the world for her precious granddaughter. No one was anywhere. Finally, he found Du Niannian sitting there, washing his socks meticulously.

"Oh dear, what are you doing?" Fang Yaru hurried past.

"I'm washing my socks!" Du Niannian wrung the washed socks dry and shook them out to show her, "does Grandma see if I'm dry or not?"

"How can you do this when you are so young?" Fang Yaru was extremely distressed and complained to a Ling: "how can you let Miss Sun wash her socks? The water is so cold. What should I do if I catch a cold?"

Du nianian said, "I don't blame aunt Ling. I have to wash them myself. When I'm at home, I wash my socks myself."

Fang Yaru's eyes turned red when she heard it. She pulled Du nianian up to dry her hands: "my darling, it's all because of grandma's bad. You've suffered so much at a young age!"

"I didn't suffer," Du Niannian said with a serious face. "My mother said that I should do my own things, and my aunt in the kindergarten taught me the same thing."

"There are special people in our family to do these things. You don't need to do them. You just have to play happily."

"But I'm happy to wash my socks, too."

Fang Yaru was a little helpless and said, "read, you have to remember that you are miss Qianjin, you don't need to do these things."

Du nianian tilted his head and asked, "Granny, what is Miss Qianjin?"

Fang Yaru didn't know how to explain it, so she had to say, "just call Miss Qianjin like my aunt."

The little girl is not willing to, curling her mouth: "it turns out that a big slob like my aunt is Miss Qianjin! I don't want to be! "

Fang Yaru wondered: "how can my aunt become a big slob?"

"Because aunt doesn't wash socks!" Du Niannian's reply.

Well, she went around to wash the socks again. Fang Yaru had to say, "honey, it's not like this. Because our family has invited people to do these things, so my aunt doesn't have to do it by herself. If you do it yourself, the servants will have nothing to do!"

"What does the servant do?"

"It's about helping our family."

Du Niannian suddenly remembered: "my mother said that she is also a servant. She can get her salary if she works here. Then I also want to be a servant and help my mother earn money together."

Fang Yaru was made to laugh and cry. She said, "baby, you don't need to make money. After that, all the money in our family will be left to you. You can't spend it all in your life."

"Can I give it to mom?"

"Of course, we won't treat your mother badly." Fang Yaru said with a smile, "don't mention being a servant again, you know?"

Du Niannian nodded and was led out by Fang Yaru.

Just entering the hall, Gu nianbin came in from the door. Fang Yaru asked, "are you ready?"

Gu nianbin sat down and took out the contents of the bag to Fang Yaru and said, "it's all done. Niannian is officially renamed as Gu Nian Nian. This is the account book, and there is her ID number on it.

Fang Yaru looked at the name that was changed into a memorial, beaming, "your father said that reciting this name is too simple and meaningless. He wants to change one, but you have made it all right, even if you do."

"It's just a name. There's nothing to change." Gu nianbin took a light look at Gu Niannian: "Niannian, remember, you will be surnamed Gu later. Have you heard that?"

"I know, my mother wants me to listen to you," Du Niannian said to Gu nianbin, always unable to be as intimate as others: "but if you are not good to your mother, I will still be named Du.""No, I promise not," Fang Yaru quickly comforted her, "how can my father be bad to her mother? Call, Dad

Thinking of Gu nianbin's poker face and remembering Du Xiaoxian's words, he called out reluctantly, "Dad!"

This is the first time miss called him. When she first came, because the child was against him, no one forced her to call her. This time, Fang Yaru also tried to say something. Unexpectedly, Miss Nian really called.

Fang Yaru was so happy to hold her thoughts and kiss again and again: "my baby is so good. I want to be sensible. Go and let my father embrace me."

Hearing the child call him, Gu nianbin still has no expression on her face, but her eyes are a little softer, but she can't see it. She still thinks that the father doesn't like her, so she won't go there.

Fang Yaru kept working for her: "baby, don't be afraid. He's dad. Dad likes you very much. Go to Dad."

In fact, she was afraid of Gu nianbin, but she was stubborn and didn't want to show it easily. She looked at Gu nianbin quietly with her small head high.

Gu nianbin also looked at her, suddenly frowned, stood up and said: "I went upstairs." This look reminds him of Du Xiaoxian. When Du Xiaoxian is single minded, it is this expression. He was bored, so he chose to leave.

Miss looking at his back, curling his mouth, with a very small voice said: "dad still does not like me."

"Of course not. Dad likes you."

"Where does he like me?" "He didn't play with me, nor did he laugh at me. He didn't look like my father at all. I miss my father Lu."

Although the voice of thinking was small, Gu nianbin could hear it clearly. He stopped and turned to look at miss. His eyes were cold: "I really doubt if you were born by me?"

Thinking is the strong character, without showing weakness, yelled at him: "I'm not born to you, I was born by my mother!"

Fang Yaru glared at Gu nianbin: "what are you doing with your children? Get up there

Gu nianbin took another look at the thought, and then turned away.

Wu Ru Ya said with her eyes wide open

Fang Yaru asked: "Niannian, who is father Lu?"

Thinking of no thought, he told her all in all: "father Lu likes his mother and me. He bought me a lot of food and big dolls. I like him very much." She sighed with a little regret: "they were almost married, but Dad suddenly appeared. My mother abandoned father Lu. "

Before she went to pick up her child, Fang Yaru heard Gu nianbin say that Du Xiaoxian was going to get married. She didn't take it seriously. However, it was true. Thinking about her son's suffering over the years, Du Xiaoxian almost got married. She felt a little uncomfortable. Listening to Gu Niannian say that Du Xiaoxian abandoned Lu Xiaoxian, she thought it was funny. She asked Gu Niannian, "who taught you that her mother abandoned father Lu?"

"It was father Lu who said it himself." "Lu's father was so sad that he cried. He said that his mother didn't marry him and abandoned him," he said

Fang Ya Ru's heart moved, a big man cried for her, absolutely with deep feelings, Du Xiaoxian and that surnamed Lu are not simple, they have reached the point of marriage, no wonder Gu nianbin can't let go!

Originally, Fang Yaru was trustworthy about Du Xiaoxian's conduct. But now, after listening to Gu Niannian's remark, she has some doubts. I'm afraid it is because their family has more money than the Lu family. Du Xiaoxian weighed the pros and cons and made a choice?

Gu Niannian heard the sound of "brush brush brush" outside. She knew that her mother was sweeping the floor. She said to Fang Yaru, "I'll go to find my mother." He ran out of the house quickly.

At the bottom of the steps, Du Xiaoxian was determined to sweep the leaves with a broom. After five years, she returned to this home and still did the same job. The difference was that she had a child, and the father of the child was strangers to her. She went in and out every day as if she was transparent and did not look at her.

Although Du Xiaoxian has made psychological preparations, such a cold shoulder still makes her depressed. Compared with the past, when she was held in the palm of her hand, now she is indifferent and estranged. It seems that there is a distance between mountains and rivers that can not be crossed.

But can not retreat, her children are here, her men are here, her happiness is here, no matter how hard it is, we must stick to it!

Leaves keep falling, palm big yellow leaves soft lying on the ground, the wind blows, and swing up. She fixed to watch, suddenly a small figure ran down the steps, "Mom, mom, I'll help you!"

Du Xiaoxian has a smile on her face. Although all the people who care for her family are very kind to her, only the smiling face with consideration can really make her smile.

Looking up, the window on the second floor was half open, and the curtains were fluttering in the wind. The scene was very familiar, except that a figure was missing. He was in the room, but he would never stand at the window to look at her as before. After all, many things are different after five years' absence.