Huayu started as a substitute director

Chapter 748 Shameless

On January 28th, Lunar New Year's Eve, the entire city of Beijing was covered with a thick layer of snow, as if the city had been draped in a pure white silver coat!
The branches of trees and vegetation in the villa's yard were covered with snow, and the grass was buried deep under the snow. The once lush green scene had now turned into a pure white landscape.

When you step on it, it makes a "crunching" sound.

"Wow! So beautiful!" Liu Tianxian held her son in her arms, wearing a black fur coat and gray fluffy earmuffs, looking very cute and elegant.

Her son, like her, was wrapped up tightly in a fluffy fur coat, and wore cute earmuffs on his head, just like cat ears. He looked very adorable, but he looked like a girl.

Liu Tianxian took a deep breath and exclaimed, "The air is so fresh, isn't it, son?"

After she finished speaking, she kissed her son's cheek, and the baby just sucked on his hand and made "ee-ya-ee-ya" sounds.

"Look, is Dad here yet?" She turned around and saw Fang Hong walking towards her with a plastic shovel in one hand.

The plastic shovel is the kind with a square end and a long handle. It's very lightweight. Fang Hong remembers that they used to be made of iron, but now they're made of plastic to make them lighter.

Fang Hong, wearing a thick leather down jacket that looked brand new, approached and asked, "Is it in this pile?"

"Let's go a little further ahead, there's more snow there."

Liu Tianxian pointed forward, then said sweetly to her son, "Let's watch Daddy build a snowman, okay?"

"Yay yay yay!" The baby stretched out his hand.

"What's wrong? You want to build a snowman too? Come on, you can do it too!" Liu Tianxian put her son on the ground.

I held his arms from behind and helped my son stagger forward. He's seven or eight months old now, which is the time when he's learning to walk.

"The snow is already up to his ankles, don't let him get cold." Fang Hong scooped up a shovelful of snow with a rubber shovel and started piling it up.

"It's alright, he's dressed very warmly." Liu Tianxian helped her son closer to the snowdrift that had already been piled up but hadn't yet taken shape.

The baby didn't care whether the snow was cold or not; he stretched out his tender white hands to grab it and put it in his mouth.

"Hey, hey... why are you eating this, you silly little thing?" Liu Tianxian quickly knocked the snow out of her son's hand.

"Just like you, I grab it and stuff it in my mouth," Fang Hong chuckled.

"You shameless bastard!" Liu Tianxian's face was flushed. She grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Fang Hong's head.

Fang Hong shrank his neck, and the snow accurately hit his head, scattering in all directions, some even landing on his neck and melting quickly.

"Is your father a bad guy?" Liu Tianxian asked her son.

The baby couldn't understand, he just kept babbling and trying to grab snow.

"Don't eat it! Let's help Dad build a snowman, okay? Look, grab some snow and pile it on top of this, and we're done." Liu Tianxian taught her son to grab some snow and then pile it on top of the snow pile Fang Hong had built.

Although there was hardly any snow piled on top, it's all about participation.

"Are your hands cold?" Liu Tianxian asked, holding her son's hand.

However, the baby didn't seem to notice and continued to grab snow and pile it up, having a great time.

Kids are like that; they want to play with anything that looks fun, regardless of whether it's hot or cold. They don't even seem to feel it when their hands crack from the cold.

A family of three was building a snowman outside, while the two mothers were cooking New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen inside the villa.

This year is the most complete year yet, with three generations living together.

Xu Liyun kneaded the dough and asked, "What did you and Qianqian eat in the United States?"

"We eat the same dishes over there, all of which I made myself. We rarely eat out. If we do go out, they have steak, seafood, fried chicken, and things like that, similar to a Western restaurant," Liu Xiaoli said, busy chopping and washing vegetables.

The two of them cooked and chatted about everything under the sun.

Seeing no movement outside, Xu Liyun tilted her head to check the living room and asked, "Hey, where did Qianqian and the others go?"

"They've gone out, haven't they? I'll go check on them."

Liu Xiaoli wiped her hands on her apron and went to the living room, then to the door. Seeing them building a snowman, she called out, "Come back after playing for a while, don't let the child catch a cold."

“Okay, we’ll be back in a bit,” Liu Tianxian replied.

Liu Xiaoli said something and then ignored them, instead explaining the situation to Xu Liyun.

The three people in the yard had already built three chubby snowmen, two big ones and one small one in the middle, which perfectly represented the three of them.

"Wow! Daddy's amazing! He's made three little figures. Do you know which one is?"

Liu Tianxian teased the children, pointing to the smallest one with her son's little finger and saying, "This is you, isn't it?"

Then, pointing to both sides, he said, "This is Mom, and this is Dad!"

The baby's mouth is babbling incoherently, and it's hard to tell what he's saying. He might be trying to express himself, or he might be trying to imitate his mother's speech.

Fang Hong used his hands to reshape the three snowmen, making their features more three-dimensional.

"Come on, let's take a picture." Liu Tianxian took out her phone from her pocket and handed it to him.

Fang Hong took the phone, turned on the camera, held the phone up, and then put his arm around Liu Tianxian's shoulder.

Liu Tianxian held the child, tilting her head slightly to the side, appearing more intimate.

A family of three stands in front of a snowman, the image frozen in time.

"I'll take a picture of you two, father and son." Liu Tianxian handed the child to Fang Hong and took the phone.

Fang Hong squatted down, put his son in his arms, and took a picture in front of the snowman.

They took about a dozen photos before stopping. Liu Tianxian specially selected a heartwarming photo of the family of three in front of the snowman and posted it on her WeChat Moments, with the caption: "The wind, snow, and temperature are just right. Happy New Year!"

This post quickly garnered numerous comments from friends and family.

Jane Zhang: "Wow! What a loving family! Happy New Year!"

Auntie: "The baby is so cute, I really want to rub his cheeks. Happy New Year, Qianqian!"

Shu Chang: "Wishing you all a Happy New Year!"

Uncle: Happy New Year!

Tang Yan: "I'm so envious! Happy New Year!"

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Before long, Liu Tianxian's WeChat Moments were filled with dozens of blessings from family and friends, and she was busy replying to them one by one.

After all, since people wish her a Happy New Year, she also needs to wish others a Happy New Year in return.

This post won't be shared outside of WeChat Moments; everyone knows that.

It was almost afternoon when the New Year's Eve dinner was finally ready. The table was full of delicious dishes, including steamed dishes and seafood, all prepared according to the Hubei cuisine.

"Xiao Fang, go to the door and set off the firecrackers," Liu Xiaoli instructed.

"Okay, Mom." Fang Hong said, then picked up the firecrackers and walked outside. He always set off firecrackers before eating his New Year's Eve dinner.

“Let’s go, baby, let’s go too.” Liu Tianxian got excited and followed along.

At the entrance, Fang Hong arranged the firecrackers and then lit them with a lighter, immediately emitting a series of crackling sounds.

Other houses in the distance were also setting off firecrackers, and the sound of firecrackers was constant.

Liu Tianxian quickly covered the baby's ears, watching the firecrackers crackle and pop, and the sky rockets bursting with sparks in the sky.

It's daytime now, so the sparks aren't very noticeable.

But it still gave Liu Tianxian a festive feeling of Chinese New Year, and the baby's eyes lit up as he watched everything with curiosity.

After all, it was their first time in this world, and they were curious about everything.

At the dining table, the family sat around the table, with wine glasses already poured in front of them. They stood up and raised their glasses.

Liu Tianxian and Fang Hong wished, "Mom! Happy New Year!"

"Happy, everyone is happy," Xu Liyun said with a smile.

They then clinked their glasses together and each took a sip.

"Baby..." The baby, sitting in the stroller, suddenly cried out, kicking his legs as if trying to stand up and participate.

"Oh dear, I forgot about my precious baby." Liu Xiaoli hugged the baby in her arms.

However, the baby ignored everything else and just reached for the red wine. But because it was too far away to reach, he just stretched out his hand and made "ee-ya" noises.

"Does he want to drink too?" Liu Tianxian asked.

“We can’t give him that; children shouldn’t drink alcohol,” Xu Liyun said.

But the baby wouldn't give up, and when he couldn't catch it, he started crying loudly.

"Oh, why are you crying?" Liu Xiaoli cherished him and wiped away his tears.

“This little guy wants to drink too,” Fang Hong said.

"Then let him have a sip, just a tiny bit," Liu Tianxian gestured, indicating a very small amount.

“That won’t do,” Xu Liyun objected again.

"It's alright, Mom. This wine is only a few degrees strong. Just let him taste a little, don't let him drink it," Liu Tianxian said.

Xu Liyun remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement; Fang Hong, on the other hand, didn't care, they knew what they were doing.

Liu Tianxian picked up her wine glass and held it to her son's lips.

When the baby saw the wine, he immediately stopped crying and looked forward to drinking it.

"Slow down, don't make too much," Liu Xiaoli instructed.

"Hmm!" Liu Tianxian was still worried, so she dipped some in her chopsticks and then put it near her son's mouth.

However, the baby only sniffed it slightly and touched it with his mouth before his face immediately scrunched up, and he turned his head away, losing interest.

"Hahaha!" Liu Tianxian burst into laughter, finding it very cute.

The three people next to him also started laughing.

The baby was fine, just a little disgusted.

The New Year's Eve dinner passed in this atmosphere, with people playing with the baby and chatting about everyday life, and then it was already February.

The Oscars are just around the corner at the end of February, and Fang Hong and Liu Tianxian will head to Los Angeles early after celebrating the Lantern Festival to make preparations.

After all, regardless of whether it wins an award or not, the movie is going to be released.

(End of this chapter)