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Chapter 24 Girlfriend is so cute, what should I do if I want to keep it in my pocket every day (2)
Viola's mother is kind and gentle, with a sense of sight of a middle-aged Julia. She is slightly fat and has a sincere smile. She rushes forward to hug Gan Tiantian warmly.

Viola's father is tall, handsome and funny in his 30s. When Gan Tiantian kissed him, she wondered if Luca would look like this in [-] or [-] years. The tail has deep crow's feet, but it is more mature and attractive.

"Welcome!" Viola's father opened the door of the black Fiat, motioning for Gan Tiantian to get into the car with his daughter. He smiled brightly and said in a powerful voice, "My little beauties!"

Viola’s family is even more familiar than Viola’s. In the car, they have almost finished introducing their family: why Viola’s eldest sister’s boyfriend is Spanish, and she studies architecture and knows saxophone; My elder sister’s boyfriend is German, and he is very old-fashioned who studies computers, and he doesn’t match my second sister’s personality at all; my younger brother, who learns Chinese and can learn Wing Chun, loves Bruce Lee the most; If I don’t go home, I’m afraid of being beaten by gangs; my second uncle’s wife is Brazilian, with a sexy and hot body...

This family is about to gather together a small United Nations!

Gan Tiantian concentrated all her attention along the way, for fear of missing a little information and not being able to understand it, it was a waste of energy and energy.

Halfway through the car, Viola's father turned on the radio at the front, and the male singer's voice was magnetically clear, and he sang three turns, and the climax was almost a roar.When Viola was next to Gan Tiantian, it was as if she had been electrocuted, and she answered it with a voice of "Aww", soaring high-pitched, which startled Gan Tiantian.

Viola's father patted the steering wheel to beat her, and Viola's mother clapped her hands and echoed. At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, a black Fiat just got excited on the empty road.

Apart from smiling, Gan Tiantian has no other expression on her face. The southern Italians are just like living treasures.

After driving for more than an hour, they finally arrived at Viola's house.

"Here we are, kids!" Viola's father turned off the car.Gan Tiantian and Viola got down from the back, jumped out of the car, and they both sneezed at the same time.

Two sneezes shook the sky, and the dog in the neighbor's house next door started to bark, and the barks echoed so that the dogs from every household began to sing in chorus.

Gan Tiantian: "..." She rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and Viola laughed beside her.

The air in the mountain village is moist and clean, with the fragrance of the soil after the rain. Gan Tiantian raised her head and looked around curiously. The midnight sky was twinkling with stars, and the twinkling spots of light seemed to hang within reach. The lights in the distance are dim, vaguely reflecting the outline of the mountain peak.

What a place, quiet and peaceful.

"Let's go, it's too cold outside, let's go to the house first." Viola's father locked the car and greeted them. "Tomorrow, Viola can drive you to the beach. The scenery is also beautiful."

Gan Tiantian quickly thanked her and followed them into the house.

Viola's home is a small three-story building, the first floor looks like a storage room, the second floor is a spacious living room, and the third floor is a few bedrooms.

Viola's brothers and sisters were playing video games in the living room. When they heard the noise, they ran out to say hello to Gan Tiantian warmly, and blocked her in the corridor. Gan Tiantian was flattered.

"Hey! Children, why don't you go to bed again?" Viola's father said, "Go to bed quickly after seeing the guests, who are also very tired."

Viola's brothers and sisters simply introduced themselves and gave their names, and they took turns to hug Gan Tiantian and give them kisses. After saying good night, they all dispersed with a "crash", scrambling to run to the third floor.Brother Viola dropped both slippers and didn't look back to pick them up, his bare feet thumping all the way.

Gan Tiantian: "..." What's with this déjà vu feeling like seeing a scourge?

"They're all afraid of my dad." Viola whispered in Tian Tian's ear, "because if they make my dad unhappy, he'll cook for everyone the next day."

Gan Tiantian: "..."

"You know," Viola shrugged, "my dad's cooking is so delicious."

Gan Tiantian twitched the corner of her mouth, tasted the word "dream" she used, and secretly glanced at the back of Viola's wise and mighty father.

The father didn't seem to notice it, and walked straight up to the third floor in front of them with his hands behind his back.

It's better not to look like the old Luka, said sweetly.

Going up to the third floor, Viola's father said goodnight to Gan Tiantian, and then went back to the master bedroom. Viola's mother took Gan Tiantian to the guest room prepared for her.

The guest room was originally the bedroom of Viola's second sister, where her piano and harp were placed. The second sister ran to squeeze with the eldest sister, and the room was given to Gan Tiantian.The room is very big, the furniture is very classic, even the quilt on the bed is trimmed with retro lace, and the strong princess style rushes towards my face.

"Honey," Viola's mother hugged her, "good night, sweet dreams."

"You too." Gan Tiantian said goodbye to her, and waved good night to Viola behind her.

After they took the door and went out, Gan Tiantian squatted next to Viola's second sister's harp with great interest. The harp in front of her was much bigger than Luca's, which was half a person tall. Pedals, unknown flowers are carved on the body of the brown-red piano, which is simple and beautiful.

When did Luka have to play another song, Gan Tiantian stood up until her legs were limp, and took out the toiletries from her backpack to go to the bathroom. Since she fell in love, she hasn't seen that guy play the piano again.

Gan Tiantian woke up, turned on her phone and checked the time, it was just after eight o'clock.She got up, washed and changed her clothes, went out, stood in the corridor on the third floor for a while,

The corridor was quiet, but there were a few noises from downstairs. She lifted her foot downstairs, and the wooden stairs creaked, as if she had returned to the Middle Ages overnight.

The living room on the second floor is connected to the kitchen. Viola's mother, Camilla, is preparing breakfast. Viola's younger brother, Marco, is stretching his legs. Sticking to the wall and pressing the horse vertically, chatting with the mother one after another while pressing, the loose trouser legs are piled up on the thighs, revealing the long white and straight legs.

Gan Tiantian stood at the door and said hello. Camilla put down the plate in her hand and came over with a smile to hug her and say good morning.Gan Tiantian rested her head on Camilla's shoulder, and saw Marco blushing, as if frightened, jumping on one leg from the wall, jumping to the dining table, and randomly pulled a chair to sit down.

Gan Tiantian: "..."

After hugging, Camilla raised her head to look at Gan Tiantian's expression, then turned her head to look at her youngest son, she realized immediately, and explained to her with a smile: "He is shy."

With his back to them, Marco sat silently, his neck, which was exposed from the practice clothes, was completely red.

Innocent young boy...Gantian smiled subtly and nodded to Camilla, thinking that Italy still produces this thing?

Camilla asked Gan Tiantian to sit down at the table, she continued to prepare breakfast, and Gan Tiantian sat opposite Marco.The boy glanced at her from time to time, and when she noticed, his eyes rolled wildly. The gray-blue eyes matched with his white and tender face made him look more lively and cute.

Gan Tiantian almost burst out laughing, wondering if Luka was as cute as him when he was a child?She deliberately stared at the boy twice, and the boy didn't even know where to put his hands.

She had fun for a while, and then she blamed herself: If she continued playing, she would become a strange aunt who molested teenagers!

Gan Tiantian coughed softly, then turned to Camilla and said, "Can I help you?"

After hearing the words, Camilla repeatedly said no, and after thinking about it, she turned her head and smiled at her and said, "You can come and help me make coffee, and I'll teach you how to froth milk, how about it?"

"Okay!" Gan Tiantian pushed away the chair and stood up, and she could still hear Marco exhale behind her.

The Italian coffee pot is sweet and sweet, so Camila asked her to boil coffee and milk at the same time, and then gave her a frothed cup. After explaining how to use it briefly, she left it to her to play.

Gan Tiantian waited for the coffee and milk to be cooked, put the coffee in a round and fat coffee cup, whipped the milk into froth and poured it on the coffee, and then used the small plastic spoon Camilla handed her, very amateurishly Pull out some coffee under the milk foam and draw some simple patterns on the milk foam.

Camilla glanced at her finished product and applauded encouragingly: "Not bad, it's perfect!"

Gan Tiantian thanked her, and said in her heart that she was a bit ugly, but not so ugly that she lost her appetite. She took the cup and wanted to put it on the dining table, but when she turned around, she found that Marco had disappeared.

"He's going to practice on the balcony outside." Camilla's breakfast was also ready, she arranged the family's breakfast neatly, and signaled Gan Tiantian to look out of the French window directly in front, "He learned some of your Chinese Kung Fu, Wing Chun and Tai Chi, I practice every morning."

Gan Tiantian tilted her head and looked at her with a smile: "Really, he likes these very much?"

"Yes, go and take a peek." Camilla said with a smile, then turned and went upstairs, "I'll wake the others up."

Gan Tiantian said hello behind her, and approached the floor-to-ceiling windows with light steps. Outside the window was Marco's back. The young man was doing Tai Chi. His thin arms and legs were propped up in the large exercise clothes, just like a few clothes poles .

He was very serious about every move, but the teacher's method was not authentic, and the essence was not taught, so Marco used the soft limbs to practice the taste of yoga with soft limbs.

Gan Tiantian waited until he finished punching, and it was really a bit messy in the wind.

Marco's so-called "Wing Chun" boxing is very familiar to Gan Tiantian. His Taijiquan is idle and exaggerated, but "Wing Chun" is a completely different style, fierce and fierce. Even if she doesn't know Wing Chun, It can also be seen that this is not the legendary Wing Chun at all!

A few footsteps came from the wooden stairs, Gan Tiantian raised her finger on the doorknob, knocked on the glass door, and motioned for Marco outside to come in for dinner.

Marco maintained the posture of making moves with his hands, and turned back a small half of his face, which was particularly festive.

After eating, Viola's parents rummaged through the Christmas tree from the storage room downstairs, and they carried a cardboard box upstairs one by one, and four or five large and small boxes filled half of the living room in an instant. space.

"Okay!" Viola's father washed his hands under the kitchen faucet, "I will leave the work of decorating the Christmas tree to you, and I will do other preparations with your mother."

After talking, the two went downstairs, and Viola dragged Gan Tiantian to open the box together. In the big box were three sections of iron Christmas tree trunks that could be spliced, and the branches were made of green hard plastic. In the small box were decorative lights and small Pendants, as well as gift-shaped candies and chocolates wrapped in tinfoil.

Viola's second sister overturned several boxes, and the trinkets popped out on the ground. She and Marco sat around and untied the lanyards wrapped around the heads of the trinkets.The second sister went to drag out the tangled lantern rope from another box and spread it on the ground.Viola and Gan Tiantian squatted to assemble the tree trunk.

Install the trunk, untangle the needle-shaped branches, wrap the colored lights around the branches from top to bottom, and then hang the ornaments one by one, the Christmas tree is done.

Viola plugged in the lantern, and when she saw the twinkling lights, she stretched, clapped her hands with her sisters, and said, "It's done!"

Gan Tiantian stood up, moved a little further away, and took a photo of their brothers and sisters.Viola jumped up with a "ah", took out her mobile phone, pushed Gan Tiantian to the Christmas tree, and called the others to get up and said: "I forgot! Take a photo together! This year we have guests celebrating the holiday together of!"

As a result, Gan Tiantian was surrounded by a group of people beside the Christmas tree, posing in various weird and festive poses.

Finally, it is Christmas Eve, the day before Christmas. This day, in the eyes of Italians, is just like Chinese New Year's Eve.

Viola’s legendary Uncle Lover and Second Uncle and Two Aunts all arrived. The second Aunt with a hot body also brought two sons. The luncheon was unprecedentedly grand. Two long tables were put together, and twelve people divided There are two rows of seats, from the main food to the dessert, one by one, the replacement plates piled up the sink and even the glazed table.

After the meal, the family sat together and chatted. The southerners have their own dialect, which Gan Tiantian could hardly understand. Marco sat next to her and translated for her. In fact, it was just some household chores. They would ask Gan Tiantian curiously from time to time. Chinese festival customs.

After the more lavish dinner, the family sat around the fireplace in the living room, and there were one or two "beeps" from the fireplace from time to time.

Viola's second sister entered the house and moved out the harp, and changed into a Greek-style blue dress, revealing one shoulder. She sat sideways in front of the fireplace, hooking the strings of the harp in front of her with both hands, and the moment the ethereal sound of the harp sounded , that lively girl seems to have become the goddess who is good at playing the harp in mythology.

Viola's second sister was playing the piano by herself, and the others were chatting. Gan Tiantian drank a little too much at night. The red wine made by Viola's father may have a higher alcohol content. She squinted her eyes and leaned on Viola. , I heard an unknown harp music, but what I was thinking about was someone who had played the harp once.

A certain person hasn't been in touch with her for the past few days, and he doesn't know if he has eaten delicious desserts in that home that he doesn't even want to mention.

Gan Tiantian blinked her sleepy eyes, focused her eyes on the plucked strings, and was ecstatic until Viola grabbed her arm and kept shaking it: "Tian Tian! Your phone is vibrating!"

Gan Tiantian's reaction was half a beat slow. She tilted her head and seemed to have digested the meaning of the Italian sentence for a long time. She reached out and took out her mobile phone. On the screen was a string of strange numbers without caller ID.

She pressed the connect button slowly, and heard someone on the other end of the microphone say hello with a deep smile. He said, "Dolcinna, happy Christmas Eve!"

Gan Tiantian didn't speak. Amidst the clean and clear sound of the piano, she covered her phone to her ears and smiled softly with her eyebrows closed.

"What are you laughing at?" Luca took his cousin's cell phone without knowing it, and hid from the banquet hall by himself, sitting on the edge of the fountain in the middle of the garden. "You're happy, aren't you?"

Gan Tiantian didn't speak, just laughed, her voice was very soft, but Luka could accurately capture her emotions.

"Hey, talk to me." Luca looked up.The night was dark and starry. He was only wearing a shirt, a vest, and trousers, and he didn't feel cold.He stretched out his hand to loosen the tie, put his hand on the tie, and subconsciously turned his head to glance at the dinner hall with elegant dance music playing behind him. He moved his fingers and put them down again.

"What do you want me to say?" Gan Tiantian asked knowingly. She wanted to stand up and go out to answer the phone, but she felt her legs were a little weak, so she simply shrunk her head and stuck it on Viola's back, pretending to be an ostrich.

"I miss you very much, how about you?" Luca's bangs were blown askew by the night wind, "Do you miss me?"

Gan Tiantian's voice fell silent again, and it was only after a while that she uttered slowly from her throat: "I really want to."

Luka's fingers holding the phone tightened instantly.

"I miss you very much," Gan Tiantian said slowly with a drunken smile amidst the melodious sound of the piano, "I want to hear you play the piano, Luka."

Luka also laughed. He was about to say something, but he keenly caught the sound of footsteps not far behind him. After he quickly said "wait for me", he hung up the phone and carefully recorded the call After deleting it, he held the phone in his hand and pretended to be surfing the Internet with nothing to do.

"Hey, Luca!" The cousin who lost his phone finally realized something was wrong, found the dinner hall, and walked towards Luca, annoyed and funny, "You stole my phone again!"

Luka raised his head and shrugged at him, raised the phone in his hand, and complained half-truthfully: "The dinner party is boring, you understand."

Gan Tiantian held the phone that was disconnected inexplicably, blinked her eyes for a long time but didn't react, until Viola pulled her whole body out from behind and dragged her to the room to sleep, she was still thinking dizzily : Wait for him... what are you doing... make it clear!
(End of this chapter)