"When his daughter's first cry is heard, every qualified father's heart will feel warm."

Uncle Maoli nodded, and at the same time he felt that he was also a qualified father at that time, but now...

Thinking of this, Uncle Maori frowned slightly.

"Three acres of glutinous rice turned into three jars of daughter's red. My father carefully sealed the jars and buried them deep under the osmanthus tree in the backyard, just like the deeply hidden father's love."

"My father would go under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and care about things when he had nothing to do. This way he seemed to feel more at ease."

"This wine will not be opened until the daughter gets married. The first three bowls of wine are scooped out from the altar and dedicated to the daughter's father-in-law, the daughter's father, and the daughter's husband respectively. This means praying for good health and prosperity for the family."

Guangyou introduced it like this, and at the same time he remembered a poem.

"There was a poet in China who couldn't help but recite a poem after drinking his daughter's red wine: 'I just want to live in Dongguan when I move, and I chop down the moon in the lake every night.'"

After briefly introducing the story, Xiaolan also felt that this wine was more than just wine.

Her face was a little red and she glanced at Uncle Maori.

Uncle Maoli nodded: "Take the bottle of wine and hide it. I really hope that the wine is not taken out."

"dad!"

Xiaolan blushed and shouted to Uncle Maori.

"Hahaha."

Uncle Maoli smiled and put his daughter Hong aside and opened a can of beer on the table.

The atmosphere at dinner was pretty good. After dinner, Guangyou went to take a shower.

The earlier he goes, the longer he can lie in the bathtub and the more comfortable he will be.

After taking a shower and returning to the room, Guangyou subconsciously glanced at the calendar on the table.

Suddenly I realized that Valentine's Day is coming soon.

"By the way, this is my first Valentine's Day when I'm single, right?"

An incredible smile appeared on Guangyou's lips.

"Wow, I suddenly feel great. In the past, I was either given a green light or fed dog food."

This time he can finally feed others dog food!

Although it's not very obvious, it feels really good.

In the past, Valentine's Day would either involve someone wearing a green hat, or one would watch other couples kissing each other alone on the street.

Suddenly I realized that I would have someone to accompany me on this Valentine's Day and on all future Valentine's Days, and I felt so happy.

"It's vain."

Guangyou smiled and nodded, lying directly on the bed, feeling very happy.

"You're having sex."

Conan pushed the door open and saw Guangyou with a rippling smile on his face.

"Tch, Valentine's Day is coming soon, what are you going to give Xiaolan?"

Guangyou's question stunned Conan.

"I have no idea."

"It's okay, take your time, it's up to you."

"Um."

Conan nodded, with a forced smile on his face.

Guangyou felt that he had sprinkled some salt on his wounds, so he sat up and apologized: "I'm sorry, Conan."

Conan waved his hand: "It's okay, it's all my fault."

"It depends on the situation this time. I will prepare a gift for you."

"No need, it's more meaningful to prepare the gift yourself."

Conan rejected Guangyou's kindness, and he himself was thinking about what to prepare.

Seeing Conan thinking, Guangyou also smiled happily.

There's just something wrong with his eyes, it seems like there's something about his grown-up son in it.

The look in Conan's eyes made him feel a little hairy.

Guangyou, who was lying on the bed and calmed down, was also a little confused. He didn't know why Valentine's Day was coming as he was going through the day without any warning.

The timeline of Mingke's world is very messy. Maybe the god who manages time in this world has hung up.

Just like the teacher from 73 in his previous life said that he only lived for half a year, Guangyou also thought it was too ridiculous.

But, after all, Uncle 73 is the author, so whatever he says is what he says.

Don't ask, just ask and it's 73's fault.

Conan's timeline has always been an unsolved mystery, and the more Guangyou thought about it, the more his head hurt.

"Forget it, don't worry about it anymore."

Guangyou rubbed his forehead and said helplessly.

If the timeline is confusing, let it be confusing. After all, this is the world written by Uncle 73, and he has the final say.

Two days later, snow fell from the sky.

The school had double holidays again, which made Guangyou deeply aware of the holiday mechanism of foreign schools.

It snowed, and Guangyou and Conan were also driven to the street by Xiaolan, saying that children must be full of energy.

Merchants also seize the opportunity that comes only a few times a year to engage in various promotions.

Of course, Guangyou, who was used to seeing all kinds of promotions, didn't feel anything at all, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Some merchants increase the price before discounting and then discount back to the original price, which is just like fooling children.

But there will definitely be some scammers who will buy it with a smile, thinking that they have taken advantage of it.

"What's so great about Valentine's Day? These are not just publicity tactics used by businessmen to promote business."

Conan complained with half-squinted eyes.

"So your emotional intelligence is too low."

Guangyou shook his head and looked at Conan: "A normal girl comes to you for this or that. What would you think?"

"The activities of merchants are to give them a reason to act coquettishly. If you buy something for her, she will remember your kindness."

"What you think is really a straight man's idea. If you hadn't been able to reason a bit and have a childhood sweetheart, otherwise, tsk tsk tsk."

Guangyou really dislikes Conan's idea. Although his emotional intelligence is not very high, he at least knows this.

However, Conan is different. He feels that many things other than reasoning are unnecessary, except football.

"enmnm..."

Conan was speechless by Guangyou.

"That's right, Conan doesn't understand girls' thoughts at all."

Ayumi's face had the look of a deep-seated and resentful woman, and Guangyou felt a little pity for Conan.

Conan was very mysterious when he arrived, and it directly made Ayumi's little heart, which was not yet fully developed, pounding.

This made Genta and Mitsuhiko, who had been playing with Ayumi since childhood, very uncomfortable.

"And the chocolate is delicious!"

Yuantai's reason is simple and crude: delicious food is king.

"You're not saying that because you can't receive it, are you?"

Yuantai winked at Conan and said suspiciously.

Conan suddenly laughed.

As soon as he saw this expression, Guangyou understood that Conan was sour.

"Tsk, tsk, it's okay. At least you still have some childish chocolates. I don't even have any."

Guangyou pushed Conan and smiled.

Xiao Ai slapped Guangyou angrily: "Don't irritate him so much."

"oh oh."

Although he was beaten, Guangyou still laughed a few times like a bitch.

Guangyou glanced at Xiao Ai, looking forward to the chocolate Xiao Ai gave him.

Expectation is expectation, of course he couldn't say it out loud.

Girls still need to save face.
To be continued...