Chapter 1037 Jiaozi (1)

"Okay."

Xia Siyu said to Xia Youbiao again: "Dad, we're going back first."

Xia Youbiao almost immediately pulled his hand back from Xia Siwei: "Are you leaving?"

Xia Siwei's eyes also darkened at the same time.

Xia Siyu nodded: "I may have to go back to record a New Year's greeting in the evening, so I have to go back to deal with work first."

Xia Youbiao immediately said: "We should go too."

"Dad!" Xia Siwei immediately called him, "Can you accompany me this year? I miss you and mom so much."

This is Xia Siwei's usual trick. When she and her mother returned to China, Xia Siwei often pretended to be pitiful in front of Xia Youbiao, sometimes sick and sometimes having nightmares, just like the ancient concubines competing for favor, just not wanting Dad to go to see them.

Bo Yi also knew his wife's intentions, and hurried to keep him: "Yes, Dad, you can have the New Year's Eve dinner here before leaving. If you are tired, you can also take a rest. There are plenty of guest rooms."

Xia Siyu did not answer on the side. Anyway, from the past to the present, the Xia family and she are not a family. Even if she went to the Bo family at this time, she could not change this fate.

However, she was not the poor little girl who was looking forward to her father's return on New Year's Eve. She had grown up and had a husband. The world of her and Bo Yan did not need to accommodate more people.

"Then we will leave first, and your family can have a good chat. Grandpa, Bo Yan and I are leaving, happy new year."

Xia Siyu had long been accustomed to it and did not feel sad. She took Bo Yan's hand and got into the car. When the car drove out of the garage, maybe it was the angle, she clearly saw a little nostalgia in Xia Youbiao's eyes.

But he had his ex-wife, son, daughter, and son-in-law's family around him. Well, it looked like a family reunion.

It was good.

Soon the car turned and drove out of the door of the Bo family. Xia Siyu did not even give him a nostalgic look.

Bo Yan turned his head, looked at his wife who was a little solemn, and reached out to cover the back of her hand. Xia Siyu looked up, Bo Yan smiled softly, his palm was warm, and then his fingertips intertwined and held her fingers.

She was neither envious nor jealous, anyway, she had a husband. She also held his hand tightly and rested her head on his shoulder: "Hubby, what are we going to eat tonight? After all, it's the New Year's Eve dinner, we can't just do it casually, right?"

Bo Yan also rubbed her head with his cheek: "Then tell me, what do you want to eat?"

"What do I want to eat?" Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment. As a foodie, countless delicacies flashed through her mind in an instant. But after all the ups and downs, the last thought left in front of her was: "I want to eat dumplings."

Dumplings Dumplings, also known as Jiaozi. At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, eating dumplings represents bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new.

But for Xia Siyu, she was deeply impressed by dumplings because her mother would personally make dumplings for her every New Year. Whether abroad or after returning home.

However, when her mother made dumplings, she would always leave an extra portion for her father. But he never came back to eat them, not even for a year.

She still remembered that the first time she ate dumplings as a child, she was conquered by the soft and juicy dumplings. She thought that dumplings were the most delicious thing in the world, and it was not an exaggeration.

As she grew older, she no longer liked to eat dumplings. Not only did she not eat them during the New Year, she also did not order them on ordinary days.

But today, maybe because of something on her mind, or maybe because of Bo Yan, she really wanted to eat dumplings, very much.