I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

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.

The most fun time for a baby is between three months and two years old, especially for a fat baby like a little fool, sitting naked in the basin, looking 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 with a cane, 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. In addition, there are some toys such as ducks and small balls in the bathtub. Her attention is attracted to her, and she lets her grandma, dad, and mom go to her body. Water.

That's it for today. It's not dirty to begin with.

After half an hour, Chen Hansheng felt that it was almost done.

I'm having a great time washing myself.

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 always has to taste the water poured over her head. It's so stupid.

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Everyone in the room laughed, and Queen Mother Liang also laughed and kicked her son.

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 had dried himself and put on the little cotton-padded jacket that grandma had 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.

In fact, Liang Meijuan bought this little red cotton-padded jacket in duplicate, and Xiao Yu'er had already taken the one. She treated the two sisters equally, either having none, or having 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. Occasionally, there were fireworks with colorful tails, and the sound of biu turned into dots of silver in the sky.

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 eyes, turned around and lay quietly on her grandfather's shoulder, and continued to watch without crying.

My little granddaughter is so beautiful.

Chen Zhaojun thought to himself.

Half an hour later, both Feng Gui and Shen Ruyi came back. It is said that the turnover of the Xinjiekou store today was tens of thousands. During the official meal, Chen Zhaojun wanted to give up the seat of honor to his mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law did not accept it.

My mother-in-law talks very little, but she understands everything in her heart.

Therefore, in the end, Chen Zhaojun sat at the main seat. This was a rectangular table. On the left side of Chen Zhaojun were Liang Meijuan, Shen Youchu and Aning, and on the left were her mother-in-law, Feng Gui, Shen Ruyi, and Dong'er.

Chen Hansheng sat opposite Lao Chen, and the father and son seemed to be 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 a few toasts. There were no official bells and whistles, no long speeches in social affairs, just simple and plain blessings.

Old Chen is getting old too.

Chen Hansheng looked at his father's face and an idea popped into his mind.

In fact, Chen Zhaojun is not too old.

He usually has a good attitude, so he looks relatively young, but whenever he thinks of Lao Chen as a grandfather, he will unknowingly be classified as one of those old people who needs to give up his seat on the bus, which is really strange.

Dad, let me toast you.

Thinking of this, Chen Hansheng raised his cup and said.

Ding~

The father and son touched each other, and nothing was said.

After dinner, the Spring Festival Gala also started. Everyone was sitting around the sofa, and the air conditioner was on in the living room. Everyone was sending New Year greetings messages while watching TV. It really felt like a reunion under the lights of thousands of families.

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.

At first, everyone was laughing happily and did not realize this problem, but after Chen Hansheng sharply pointed it out, they realized that it seemed to be the case.

The cross talk skits in the Spring Festival Gala seem to have this problem. The ending is forced to sublimate the main theme. The key point is that often there is not enough emotional foreshadowing, which looks really embarrassing.

If you want to watch it, watch it. If you don't want to watch it, don't watch it. People who evaluate this and that all day long.

Liang Meijuan was a little unhappy. It would have been better if she didn't say it out loud. But after saying it, watching those skits made her feel really embarrassed.

I'm not wrong...

Chen Hansheng did not dare to have sex with his own mother, and satirized the director of the Spring Festival Gala: If it is still like this, in ten years those young people will not watch the Spring Festival Gala anymore. We ordinary people just want to have fun. If we really want to get an education, we still have to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Why are you watching the Spring Festival Gala? The news network is so direct.

Okay, okay.

Lao Chen patted his son on the shoulder: If you don't watch, don't disturb other people. Go to the balcony and make a phone call.

All right.

Chen Hansheng 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 may you reach new heights bravely.

After Wang Zibo received the call, he smiled and sent his blessings to Fa Xiao.

Happy New Year~

Chen Hansheng said with a smile: I wish Mr. Wang and classmate Shishi will sleep in the same bed as soon as possible.

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.

Chen Hansheng joked with a smile.

After you get familiar with it and drink some wine, you can talk more.

Speaking of wine, Wang Zibo remembered another thing: My mother asked me to give you the money for Maotai liquor and Zhonghua Cigarettes. She said that good brothers should also settle their accounts clearly, and they can't give things away in such a unclear way.

It's true Aunt Lu.

Chen Hansheng 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.

edge?

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: The total of tobacco and alcohol is about 30,000 Yuan, Mr. Wang, swipe the card or transfer?

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Wang Zibo choked, and even got 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. If you have anything to do, send me a message.

It's really hard for you.

Wang Zibo said with emotion that he would not be able to feel at ease during the New Year.

Hey~

Chen Hansheng also sighed: How could Chen Yingjun have any evil intentions? I just want a bowl of water to be balanced.

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