But they also have a sense of proportion and know what could and could not be said.
Some people have said that it was not good for the family.
Bian Daoren stood up and said: "Now, go out and meet your colleagues, with your new identity as a 'Thorns' agent."
Gu Nian: "..."
Honestly, she was the only one to be confirmed in this detective agency, and everyone else was already a "Thorns" person.
Perhaps because Gu Nian's expression was too obvious, Bian Daoren could not help but laugh: "Yes, it's what you think."
Gu Nian: "..."
Although it wasn't true, she still felt like she was being pulled onto a pirate ship.
Following Bian Daoren out of the office, as if he already knew that the colleagues she was familiar with and good friends with in the past had already raised their heads before Bian Daoren opened his mouth.
"Come and welcome our new member, Gu Nian." The border man said in a loud voice.
Everyone clapped and said, "Gu Nian, you are welcome to join."
"Welcome!"
In order to celebrate that Gu Nian officially joined "Thorns", which was different from when she joined the detective agency.
Now, Gu Nian was truly their partner, and their relationship was closer.
At noon, everyone had a dinner together and held a welcome banquet for Gu Nian.
***
At night, Gu Nian came home from get off work.
As soon as she entered the door, before she had time to change her shoes, a small figure ran straight over and threw herself into her arms.
"Mother!"
Gu Nian held the soft ball in her arms, and her whole body felt warm.
She picked up the little guy and said, "Let mom see, which little chubby boy is he?"
Then, she looked at the little guy's white and glutinous rice cake-like face with seriousness and seriousness. She looked at it for a long time, as if she just recognized it.
She suddenly realized: "It turns out to be mom's Little Millet Cake."
The little guy giggled in Gu Nian's arms, his voice was as clear as a bell, with the softness unique to children: "Little Millet Cake is not chubby!"
"Yes, yes, our Little Millet Cake is a handsome boy, the most handsome." Gu Nian gave him a smack on his left and right cheeks.
"You two, stop it. Change your clothes quickly and come over for dinner." Mu Lanshu urged with a smile.
Gu Nian then put the little one down, changed into loose and comfortable home clothes, washed her hands, and went to the dining room with Mu Lanshu to bring the dishes to the table.
Then, she put the little one into the child seat and put the food on the plate for the little one.
The little guy was sensible and never needed to be fed or urged to eat.
In the past, Mu Lanshu wanted to feed him.
Unexpectedly, the little guy patted his not-so-thick chest and said, "Little Millet Cake is a man, I can eat it by myself."
Gu Nian took the chopsticks and ate the food cooked by Mu Lanshu, thinking of what Bian Daoren said today.
She looked at Mu Lanshu opposite and asked, "Mom, have you wanted to go home in the past few years?"
Mu Lanshu paused and realized that what Gu Nian was talking about was their home in China.
The house they used to live in City B was incomparable to this one.
It's not as big as this one, and it's not as well decorated as this one.
Even in life, to be honest, it was not as comfortable as it was now.
The smog in City B was too serious, and there were always problems with food safety.
Unlike here, the blue sky and white clouds allowed her to go out and exercise with confidence, and more importantly, she didn't have to worry about Gu Nian's safety all the time.
However, no matter how nice this place was, it was not her home after all.
It's not as good as home. It's hard to hear the familiar local accent and taste the taste of hometown.
She missed the bustling vegetable market in City B, and the relaxed chatting with her neighbors. When she saw them when they went out, they said hello to each other: "Have you eaten?"
More importantly, she missed her parents in Yucheng.
Although, she often talked to her two elders on the phone.
But she's still worried when she's not around.
Even if they go back and see each other every year like before, it was always different.
Mu Lanshu's eyes turned red when she thought of this.
Gu Nian saw that there was something else she didn't understand.
"Mom, our president talked to me today and said that he would bring a group of people back to China to deal with some things. I am doing intelligence analysis, so he asked me if I wanted to go back. I can't make up my mind, so, I haven't agreed yet, I want to come back and ask you."
"Can we go back?" Before Gu Nian could finish speaking, Mu Lanshu asked excitedly.
Gu Nian smiled and nodded: "I know how to reply to the president tomorrow."
Mu Lanshu was happy and said "good" several times.
Gu Nian turned around and saw the little guy looking at them curiously.
His mouth became like a little tabby cat.
Mu Lanshu made curry chicken legs tonight. The little one especially liked this bite, and his mouth was now a brown color.
Seeing Gu Nian looking at him with a smile, he picked up a tissue and wiped the area around his mouth in a serious manner.
"Little Millet Cake, do you want to go back?" Gu Nian asked.
Different from Gu Nian and Mu Lanshu, the little guy was born in country M, so he was more familiar with it.
However, he was still full of curiosity: "Is that the home of grandma and mother?"
"It's also your home." Gu Nian pointed at his little nose.
"I want to go back." The little guy nodded heavily. "Grandma said that there are still great-grandfather and great-grandmother at home, and they all miss me. I am so cute, I must go back to show my great-grandfather and great-grandmother."
"Yes." Mu Lanshu stroked the little guy's soft hair, "Every time I call, the old man doesn't ask me first, but has to ask the little guy to answer the phone first."
"Grandma, are there more delicious food in my hometown than here?" The little guy had never been back and was very curious.
Most of the domestic news broadcast by country M was not very accurate and did not paint a good picture of the country.