The Long-awaited Mr Han

“That’s right. At that time, I was at the filming location. I can only say that you will regret not watching it. You won’t have such chances in the future. That episode can be said to be a classic.”

“Hahaha, above poster, it’s enough to say that Lu Man is a classic, don’t talk about Qiao Luna.”

“Hahahahaha, who said that Qiao Luna is not a classic? She destroys things in a classic way. I’m waiting for the sticker packs after the show airs. They must be very classic.”

“Hearing what you said, I’m even more curious, who did they invite exactly?”

“I won’t say, I won’t say. I can’t say. If I say it out, it has no meaning. Anyway, this episode is really great, and you definitely cannot miss it. Lu Man’s acting skills are great. Originally, during the Chinese Arts Championships, I felt that the comments about her were a bit exaggerated, but now that I’ve seen her live, I understand that those comments were actually very conservative and that Lu Man’s acting skills were definitely not just that!”

“Gosh, the comments are so good. Then I definitely need to take a look.”

“I hope that what you are saying is real, that that so-called ‘super big-shot’ won’t make us disappointed.”

The internet started to debate again.

But very quickly, this news was overtaken by the news of the Spring Festival Gala by the different stations.

The coming Sunday was the eve of the Chinese New Year.

Han Zhuoli wanted to return to the family home for the countdown. Meanwhile, Lu Man went to spend time with Xia Qingwei during the countdown.

When Han Zhuoli sent Lu Man home, he thought how, when this time next year comes around, Lu Man would be going to the family home with him to celebrate the New Year.

When Lu Man returned home, although it was only her and Xia Qingwei, Xia Qingwei was very festive and put up the needed decorations.

Because normally, although Lu Man went to stay with Han Zhuoli, she went to school. After lessons in the day time, Lu Man would directly return her.

Now that it was the holiday, when Han Zhuoli went to work in the day, Lu Man would come here to spend time with Xia Qingwei.

Adding on the fact that Xia Qingwei was still teaching children the violin at present, she was quite busy in the day.

So she did not feel that when Lu Man moved to stay with Han Zhuoli, there was something that was out of place, and her life was quite fulfilling.

When Lu Man returned, she saw that there were fruits set up on the table, and Xia Qingwei was just putting up a couplet and a word, ‘Fu’¹.

“Mom, you’re preparing to put up the couplets already?” Lu Man walked over.

“Yes.” Xia Qingwei saw that Lu Man was back and passed the decorations for the windows to her. “Here, stick this on the windows.”

Lu Man would come over practically every day, so Xia Qingwei treated her coming home very normally. It was just as if Lu Man was still staying here, went out to walk for a bit, and returned home. Her heart was not moved at all.

Lu Man took the decorations and went to take off her coat, then went to paste the decorations on the windows.

She stuck the couplet at the “fu” on the main door.

After Lu Man finished sticking it, she went to the kitchen to take a look. Xia Qingwei had already prepared the stuffings of the dumpling, and Lu Man went to wash her hand and then put on an apron.

When Xia Qingwei was done pasting decorations and returned, she saw that Lu Man had already moved the stuffings and the dumpling skin to the dining table and covered the table with a panel board.

Xia Qingwei went to clean up and walked over with an apron on to wrap the dumplings with Lu Man.

Lu Man really liked how it was like now, sitting together with Xia Qingwei around the dining table, moving their hands to do work while they chatted.

It was especially quiet and calm, and she hoped that she could always be like that with Xia Qingwei.

Lu Man turned to look at Xia Qingwei. Her mother did not seem old at all.

Perhaps it was because she played the violin, she had a gentle and mild aura that caused people to feel very comfortable looking at her.