I really didn’t want to be born again. During the Spring Festival, the correct way to drive a family atmosphere. After Xiao Rongyu returned home from the drink shop, she found her daughter was not at home. Aunt Lin, the nanny, said that her grandmother took her downstairs for a walk.

　　 Xiao Rongyu was relieved that in the world besides himself, there must be Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan among the elders who are willing to use their lives to protect their babies.

　　 Not long after, Liang Meijuan also returned with her granddaughter. When Xiao Yuer saw her mother, she immediately opened her arms to hug her.

　　 "Where did you go today, did you listen to grandma's words, and saw something interesting..."

　　 Xiao Rongyu teases her daughters, which is an interactive way to guide children's thinking ability.

"Oh!"

　　 Xiao Xiaoyuer glared at her round eyes and called out loudly.

　　 "Oh, grandma took you to the park."

　　 Xiao Rongyu nodded and said as if he understood.

　　 When taking a walk, Liang Meijuan likes to take her granddaughter to the riverside park for a walk. Xiao Rongyu thought she would go there again today.

"Oh!"

　　 Xiaoyuer seemed to feel that he had been misunderstood, so he dangled his short legs and called again.

　　 "I saw my brother and sister."

　　 Xiao Rongyu's brain supplement.

　　 "Cough······"

　　 Empress Dowager Liang coughed and she went to watch TV a little embarrassed.

　　 There is no way, this is to bully Xiaoyuer who can't speak now, otherwise she would have to shout "Grandma took me to see my sister!"

　　 After Xiao Rongyu, who was completely unaware, went back to the bedroom and changed her pajamas, she also sat next to Liang Meijuan and said softly, "Mom, I want to discuss something with you."

"what's up?"

　　 Liang Meijuan turned her head.

　　Because there were Xiao Hongwei and Lu Yuqing on the sofa, Xiao Rongyu took Liang Meijuan by the wrist to the bedroom and closed the door before saying, "How did you and Dad arrange for this Spring Festival?"

"I······"

　　 Liang Meijuan choked. She had discussed this matter with Chen Hansheng just now, but there was no clear result. Maybe in the end, she really had to rely on the "front and back of the coin" to decide.

　　 "Do you think this will work."

　　 Xiao Rongyu saw the hesitation of Empress Dowager Liang, so he suggested: "You, Dad, and Xiao Chen will come back this morning, and we will have dumplings and glutinous rice **** together."

　　 "The New Year's Eve..."

　　 The upright Queen Mother was almost about to ask her question, but she later realized that Xiao Yuer said that she deliberately set aside the night of the New Year’s Eve.

　　 The intention is self-evident, so that he and Lao Chen don't need to be embarrassed.

　　 Liang Meijuan raised her head and stared at Xiao Yu'er in a daze, at the sweet little girl with a high ponytail, who now gave birth to a granddaughter's "daughter-in-law" for the old Chen family.

　　"Girlfriend······"

　　 Empress Dowager Liang held Xiao Rongyu's hand, her throat rolled to say something to thank, but finally held back.

　　 Saying those words is equivalent to acknowledging the existence of "Shen Youchu and Chen Zipei".

　　 Some lies are like this. Even if everyone knows it well, they can't pick it out. Liang Meijuan needs to be stupid in this matter, so that she can continue to visit her two granddaughters.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 Therefore, Queen Mother Liang could only hold Xiao Rongyu into her arms and sobbed quietly.

There were tears rolling in Xiao Rongyu’s eyes, but she raised her neck and did not let the tears fall. She sniffed and comforted: "Mom, don't cry, pack up and continue to watch TV. On New Year's Day, The baby has to kowtow to grandparents."

　　 "I want to stuff a big red envelope for my dear!"

　　 Liang Meijuan calmed down and took the door out. When Xiao Rongyu was left alone in the bedroom, she muttered to herself: "Mom, I hope you will not blame me for taking the baby away in the future."

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　　 The next day of the New Year’s Eve, every family celebrated the arrival of the New Year with lanterns and festivities.

Chen Hansheng went to the factory in the morning and gave a verbal commendation to the on-duty employees who stick to their posts, because Guohu has arranged three times the salary for the on-duty employees, and will organize them to watch the Spring Festival Gala in the evening. The cafeteria will provide dumplings tomorrow morning And glutinous rice balls.

　　 These treatments are basically the same as state-owned enterprises.

　　 Confirmed that there was no problem in the factory, he took a box of Moutai and a box of Chinese cigarettes from the factory and drove to Jinji Tangcheng District.

　　 After knocking on the door, Wang Zibo was still a little unhappy: "Why do you bring so many things."

　　 "It's not for you."

　　 Chen Hansheng sent a small sentence. After seeing Wang Zibo's parents and Bian Shishi's parents, Chen Hansheng said with a grin: "Wang Shu Aunt Lu, Bian Shu Aunt Zhang, spend a few more days here during the Spring Festival, if you need to talk to me directly.

　　Bian Shishi’s parents arrived the day before yesterday, and Chen Hansheng also came over for a meal. When introducing his identity, Bian Shishi’s parents were obviously shocked. In their hearts, Chen Hansheng should belong to the big figure standing in the clouds.

　　 "Don't take things here."

　　 Lu Yuzhen is familiar with Chen Hansheng and blames him: "Xiao Yu'er gave us a down jacket, and you came to give us cigarettes and wine today. Do you think Aunt Lu can't afford it?"

　　 "Look at what you said."

　　 Chen Hansheng put down his cigarettes and wine with a smile: "These are the local specialties of Jianye, they are not worth much."

　　 Lu Yuzhen shook his head, and probably only Chen Hansheng who can describe Maotai and Zhonghua as "local specialties".

　　 "Sizzle~"

　　 Chen Hansheng was talking, and he directly tore a piece of China open, and personally helped Wang Zibo's father and Bian Shishi's father light the cigarettes.

　　Wang Zibo's father has no psychological burden, this is the **** who he grew up watching when he was a child;

　　 Bian Shishi's father was still a little cramped, bent over and clicked.

A large part of Chen Hansheng’s respect and gratitude is Bian Shishi. Think of a boss with a net worth of several billions who is willing to light a cigarette for ordinary middle-aged people who meet for the second time. That is to see Bian Shishi. On the face.

　　 If only Wang Zibo's old man, Chen Hansheng would not be so respectful.

　　Wang Zibo's father and Bian Shishi's father are not good at words, and Wang Zibo is not very good at finding topics. Before Chen Hansheng came, the three men just sat in the living room and watched the NBA game, lonely and somewhat deserted.

　　 After Chen Han is promoted, it will be different. He can blow anything, and dare to blow anything.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 From the Gulf War to the secrets of the US presidential election, from the reform and opening up to the entertainment industry lace news, it is a flowery story, the key is that the two old men listen carefully Be fascinated again, sometimes even arguing with red, it's like playing mahjong.

　　 Bian Shishi in the kitchen sighed, Wang Zibo's ability to drive the atmosphere needs to learn more from Chen Hansheng.

　　 When it was almost noon, Chen Hansheng saw that the time was almost the same, stood up and prepared to say goodbye: "Uncle Wang, Uncle Bian, I will withdraw first."

　　 "Now I'm leaving, stay and eat."

　　 The two old men are quite reluctant.

　　 "I have left, I still have to go home to eat today."

　　 Chen Hansheng said with a grin: "Wait until the second day of the new year, I will bring my girl over to ask for a red envelope. Everyone will take it out automatically when that happens. Don't wait for me to remind you."

　　 "Wait a minute."

　　 Lu Yuzhen yelled to Chen Hansheng from behind: "I made some lotus root clips. You take them all back to save your mother's time."

"Row!"

　　 Chen Hansheng simply agreed. He carried a bag of lotus root and went downstairs, and reminded Wang Zibo in a low voice: "You and Bian Shishi’s red envelopes, remember that they are double copies."

"understood."

　　 Wang Zibo grumbled, UU reading www.uukanshu. com he understands the meaning of best friends, red envelopes are not the key, "double" is the key.

　　 "Sample, I still feel bored."

Chen Hansheng grinned: "Your life now is about family harmony, accompanied by beautiful women, and quiet at night. Don't provoke the four old people to have opinions. Hey... don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals, envy Mr. Wang every day. "

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Wang Zibo closed the security door. He and Bian Shishi have always slept in separate rooms. This dog is deliberately mocking himself.

　　 However, after Wang Zibo returned to the living room, the atmosphere returned to coldness again. Bian Shishi winked at her boyfriend when he came out to pour tea and asked him to take the lead in speaking.

"That one·····"

　　Wang Zibo recalled the topic that Chen Hansheng provoked, and asked his father, "Dad, what do you think of the war between Lebanon and Israel last year?"

"My point of view?"

　　 Wang Zibo's father was taken aback for a moment, and then he reprimanded: "Do you care about what these things do, can you be more down-to-earth and live your own life first!"

　　 Wang Zibo was shocked.

　　 Bian Shishi rolled his eyes next to him. This is a small chat and not an interview. Just think about how Chen Hansheng started:

　　 Speaking of the world situation, a good friend of mine happened to be doing business there during the Gulf War.······

　　 When talking about folk ghost stories, a good friend of mine, yin and yang has a physique, can see ghosts since childhood...

　　 When talking about secret secrets of the officialdom, I was a good friend who used to be the secretary of the city government...

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