Chen Hansheng was repaired. Although he was still laughing and joking, he no longer dared to behave like a monster.
In the evening, he helped the little fool take a bath.
Babies are supposed to have the most fun when they are three months to two years old, especially fat babies like Little Hanbao who sit naked in the basin and look as cute as a lotus root doll.
So whenever she took a bath, everyone gathered around to watch the fun. Even her mother-in-law stood in the bathroom on crutches, looking at her chubby great-granddaughter with a smile from the bottom of her face.
Generally, babies are resistant to bathing, but the little fool is relatively quiet, and there are some toys such as ducks and small balls in the bathtub. Her attention is attracted and she lets it go. Grandma, father, and mother poured water on themselves.
"That's it for today. It's not dirty at all."
After half an hour, Chen Hansheng felt that it should be almost done.
“I’m having a great time washing myself.”
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Liang Meijuan felt that she needed to wash her clothes for a while to welcome the new year cleanly.
"I don't care, I'm just worried that she won't be able to drink it."
Chen Hansheng said helplessly: "She has to taste the water poured from her head. It's so stupid. ."
"Hahaha..."
Everyone in the room laughed, and Queen Mother Liang also kicked her son with a smile.
Shen Youchu was a little embarrassed. It was recognized that Chen Hansheng was smart, so the baby's stupidity could only be inherited from him.
After the little fool dried himself and put on the little cotton-padded jacket that grandma specially bought, which was white, tender and festive, Liang Meijuan held her in her arms and kissed her again and again, not wanting to let go at all.
Actually, Liang Meijuan bought two copies of this little red cotton-padded jacket, and Xiao Xiao Yu’er had already taken the one. She treated the two little sisters equally, either she didn’t have them, or she had both. .
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At around 6 o'clock in the evening, as night slowly fell, firecrackers sounded from time to time in the community, and occasionally there were fireworks. The colorful tail turned into dots of silver flowers in the sky with a "biu" movement.
Fireworks and firecrackers have been strictly prohibited in Jianye, so we can only have some fun secretly. If we are in the port city, the "cracking" sound can be heard until more than 2 o'clock in the morning.
But this was enough for the little fool. This was the first time in her life that she saw beautiful fireworks and stared out the window intently in her grandfather's arms.
After a while, the fireworks stopped. Chen Zipei blinked her beautiful little peach blossom eyes, turned around and lay quietly on her grandfather's shoulder, and continued to watch without crying.
"My little granddaughter is so pretty."
Old Chen thought to himself.
Both Feng Gui and Shen Ruyi came back half an hour later. It is said that the sales volume of the Xinjiekou store todayThere were tens of thousands of them. During the official meal, Chen Zhaojun wanted to give up the seat of honor to his mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law refused.
My mother-in-law talks very little, but she understands everything in her heart.
So, in the end, Chen Zhaojun sat at the main seat. This was a rectangular table. On the left of Chen Zhaojun were Liang Meijuan, Shen Youchu and Aning, on the left were her mother-in-law, Feng Gui and Shen Ruyi, and Dong. Son.
Chen Hansheng sat opposite Lao Chen. The father and son were at one end and the other, and they just felt like supporting the family.
"In the new year, I hope my baby will grow up strong, my mother-in-law will be healthy, and everyone will be safe and happy."
Before moving his chopsticks, Lao Chen said two toasts: There are no bells and whistles in officialdom, no long speeches in social gatherings, just simple and plain blessings.
"Old Chen is getting old too."
When Chen Hansheng looked at his father's face, such an idea popped into his mind.
Actually, Chen Zhaojun is not too old, and he usually has a good attitude, so he looks relatively young. However, as long as he thinks of Chen Zhaojun as a grandfather, he will unknowingly plan for him. It’s really strange among the kind of old people who “need to give up their seat on the bus”.
"Dad, let me toast you."
Thinking of this, Chen Hansheng raised his glass and said.
“Ding~”
The father and son touched each other, and everything was unspoken.
After dinner, the Spring Festival Gala also started. Everyone was sitting around the sofa. The air conditioner was on in the living room. Everyone was sending New Year greetings and watching TV. It was really a strange feeling. The feeling of reunion under the lights of home.
However, Chen Hansheng soon found it boring and complained: "Is there something wrong with cross talk sketches now? Why does the ending have to be sensational? It seems that if it does not have some educational significance and reaches a certain height, the sketch will not be considered a success. "It seems like that."
At first, everyone was laughing happily and didn't realize this problem, but after Chen Hansheng sharply pointed it out, they realized that it seemed to be the case.
The cross talk sketches in the Spring Festival Gala seem to have this problem. The ending has to sublimate the main theme abruptly. The key point is that often the emotional foreshadowing is not enough, which looks really embarrassing.
"If you want to watch it, watch it. If you don't want to watch it, don't watch it. I will comment on this and that all day long."
Liang Meijuan is a little unhappy. It's better not to say it out, but to say it out. Looking at those sketches again, I feel really embarrassed.
"I'm not wrong..."
Chen Hansheng didn't dare to have sex with his own mother, and satirized the director of the Spring Festival Gala: "If you still behave like this, you will never be able to do it again." Those young people will no longer watch the Spring Festival Gala in ten years. We ordinary people just want to have fun. If we really want to get an education, why watch the Spring Festival Gala? The news network is so direct."
"Okay, okay. ."
Lao Chen patted his son on the shoulder: "Don't disturb other people."
"Okay."
ChenHan Sheng could only shrug his shoulders and go to the balcony, but his first call was not to Xiao Rongyu, but to Wang Zibo with the door open.
"Happy New Year, Xiao Chen. I wish you all the best in the new year and reach new heights bravely."
After receiving the call, Wang Zibo smiled and sent Fa Xiao Blessed.
"Happy New Year~"
Chen Hansheng said with a smile: "I wish Mr. Wang and classmate Shishi can sleep in the same bed as soon as possible."
" Please keep your voice down."
Wang Zibo stopped him in a hurry. He must be having dinner at home, and the sound of clinking glasses came from the receiver.
"Your dad and your father-in-law can drink well."
Chen Hansheng joked with a smile.
"After you get familiar with it, drink some wine, and you will be able to talk more."
Speaking of wine, Wang Zibo remembered another thing: "My mother asked me to mix Maotai liquor with Zhonghuayan’s money is for you. She said that good brothers should settle accounts clearly and not give things away in such a unclear way.”
“That’s true, Aunt Lu.”
Chen Hanshengyao. He shook his head and said: "How many eggs did I eat from your house when I was a kid? Besides, it's not good to talk about money during the Chinese New Year. Just talk about fate."
"Fate?"
Wang Zibo scratched his head, Does Xiao Chen mean that because the two families are so closely related, he insists on not charging?
"Yes, let's talk about fate."
Chen Hansheng nodded: "Totaling up to cigarettes and alcohol, I think it's probably more than 30,000 yuan. Mr. Wang, swipe a card or transfer money?"
"I..."
Wang Zibo choked and was even slapped on New Year's Eve.
At this time, everyone in the living room heard Chen Hansheng chatting with his friends, so he pretended to "accidentally" close the balcony glass door.
"No more."
Chen Hansheng lowered his voice and was about to hang up the phone: "I'm on Shen Youchu's side. I need to call Xiao Yu'er now. Send me a message if you have anything. ."
"It's really hard for you."
Wang Zibo said with emotion that he was not at ease even during the New Year.
"Hey~"
Chen Hansheng also sighed: "What bad intentions can Chen Yingjun have? I just want a bowl of water to be balanced."
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