Luo Yongmu was a little embarrassed: "Well, in order to exercise my patience, my dad has forced me to practice calligraphy since he was a child. Isn't it okay to write? Make you laugh!"

"Luo Yongmu, don't be humble, what is meant by okay, this is great!" Momo admired.

Luo Yongmu looked at the direction: "Then, the painting you just talked about?"

Dudu walked to the drawing board, took the drawing off, and handed it to him: "Give it to you, I will count it!"

Luo Yongmu looked surprised and quickly reached out to pick it up: "Thank you! Don't worry, I will find someone to frame this picture after I go back, and then hang it in my room."

When receiving the painting, his fingers inadvertently touched Dudu. He felt that the other's fingers were a little cold, and his heart jumped twice more involuntarily.

"Well, although the sun is good today, the temperature in winter is still a bit low. Wear one more piece of clothing and don't catch a cold!" He looked at Dudu's tone with concern. Dudu raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were open and sincere.

So, the corner of her mouth smiled slightly: "Thank you, but I'm not cold!"

Momo took a deep look at Luo Yongmu who was just about to speak, and suddenly heard a commotion in the front yard.

Someone shouted: "Old lady, old lady, I am Dabin, don't you know me?"

The three people in the backyard were all taken aback, and then walked to the front yard without an appointment.

At the birthday party of the nine twins in the large front yard of the Lu family.

At this time, it was past eleven o'clock at noon, and oversized cakes were already prepared in the kitchen. The parents of the Lu family came out and were about to lead the nine little guys to start the important part of cutting the cake!

Suddenly a group of people broke in from outside the door.

Headed by an old man in his sixties and seventies, he was just yelling loudly at the door!

Behind the old man were two middle-aged men in their forties and a girl of 14 or 15 years old.

Looking at this old man of his own age, Father Lu frowned and turned to ask Mrs. Lu, "Mom, who is he?"

The old man didn't wait for Mrs. Lu to speak, but threw himself excitedly, and grabbed Mrs. Lu's hand: "Aunt Lu, this is Gu Dabin and my father is Gu Baoshan! Don't you remember me?"

"Gu Baoshan?" Mrs. Lu, who was in her eighty years and still in good spirits and body, frowned slightly, as if lost in thought. A few minutes later, she suddenly raised her head with tears in her eyes.

"Baoshan? Dabin, are you Dabin?" As she said, she held Gu Dabin's hand excitedly.

When Gu Dabin saw that she recognized herself, his expression was also very excited: "Aunt Lu, I have been thinking of you abroad all these years!"

"Okay, okay, are your parents?" The old lady met again, and Mrs. Lu was a little bit incoherent with excitement.

Hearing her asking her parents, Gu Dabin bowed her head sadly: "My mother passed away ten years ago. My father suffered a sudden illness last year and is no longer there.? Falling leaves return to the roots, I followed my father’s last wish when he died, The family business has all moved back to Yucheng."

Hearing the death of her old friend, Mrs. Lu choked: "Oh, I am probably the only one left in our generation. You kid, why don't you contact me sooner? Let us old friends see you for the last time. OK!"

Father Lu also vaguely thought of the Gu family's affairs at this time.

He hurriedly bent over to persuade his mother: "Mom, don't be sad. Today is the children's birthday."

Mrs. Lu remembered her nine great-grandchildren, and wiped away her tears: "Yes, yes, today is the birthday of the babies. Don't cry, just be happy."

Father Lu stretched out his hand to Gu Dabin: "Dabin, long time no see. The last time we parted, we were still a high-spirited teenager, and my hair was grey when we thought of seeing each other again. How fast time flies! Today, you It's just right to come, come to the birthday party of my nine grandsons together!" JrNovels.com