I really don't want to be reborn

"Don't spoil him, let's tidy up the refrigerator together."

Liang Meijuan stopped Shen Youchu, and turned her head to warn Chen Hansheng: "It must be done before three o'clock!"

"understood."

Depressed, Chen Hansheng moved the glass to the bathroom. After making two gestures, he could only stuff two fingers into it.

"What tool is suitable..."

Chen Hansheng looked left and right, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "I almost forgot, there is a ready-made tool!"

......

Not long after, Liang Meijuan and Shen Youchu packed up the refrigerator, walked out and saw that Chen Hansheng was really not lazy, and was honestly washing cups in the bathroom.

He seemed to be in a happy mood, singing "Three circles to the left, three circles to the right, twisting the neck, twisting the butt..."

"not bad."

Liang Meijuan nodded in relief, but when she was about to kiss the little boy, she suddenly found that her granddaughter was not in the crib.

"Could it be carried out for a walk?"

Empress Dowager Liang shook her head, no one went out just now.

She found the balcony from the living room, then the bedroom from the balcony, and finally found it in the bathroom.

That bastard, Chen Hansheng, was holding his daughter in his arms, using her chubby little arms to brush the glass with warm water.

Not to mention, the baby's arm can just fit into the glass, the bathroom is not cold at all with the Yuba turned on, and even the stupid little fool is kicking his short legs happily.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of grandma, and she felt that her blood pressure was soaring. This is the sweetheart she was afraid of melting in her mouth. She came out to work as a "baby worker" at such a young age?

Chen Hansheng's back was facing the door. He didn't notice any abnormalities at all. He would bend down and say to his daughter from time to time, "Father is teaching you that there is no free milk in the world."

"Wow!"

Liang Meijuan turned around and rushed into the kitchen, and then heard Lao Chen's exclamation: "What are you doing with a kitchen knife?"

"I just can't carry a 100-meter sword."

Empress Dowager Liang scolded loudly: "Otherwise, I'll chop this bastard with a knife, so don't stop me..."

Chen Hansheng was scared out of his wits when he heard the movement, but Liang Meijuan walked to the door before he locked the door, but she was holding a clothes rack in her hand, and it seemed that the kitchen knife was persuaded to come down.

"Give me the baby first."

Empress Dowager Liang said with suppressed anger.

Chen Hansheng didn't dare to use the baby as a "hostage" and obediently handed over his daughter. However, Xiao Xiaoxiaobao liked the entertainment just now, pointing at the glass and yelling "Ooooooooh".

"Mom, you saw it."

Before the execution, Chen Hansheng still wanted to struggle: "This is Chen Zipei who wants to do something for the family, no one forced her..."

"Oh!"

"Nobody forced it!"

"Oh!"

"Try saying it again!"

"Oh!"

"I've said it all, I don't want to use force on New Year's Eve, why do you insist on forcing me!"

......

"Boom" was the sound of the hanger hitting Chen Hansheng's down jacket.

Below is the voice of Liang Meijuan teaching her son a lesson.

Chen Hansheng was thick-skinned and wearing clothes. Although he didn't feel pain, he always had a "feeling of humiliation". He hurriedly asked Shen Youchu for help: "Come here and stop me. If you don't keep anyone under the stick, I will be killed."

The Empress Dowager Liang was in a fit of anger, and Old Chen's words didn't work. Besides, Chen Zhaojun knew what happened just now. He watched his son being beaten with a happy expression on his face.

Therefore, Chen Hansheng could only ask Shen Youchu for help.

Normally, Shen Hanhan would definitely come over to persuade her, but what Chen Hansheng did just now was too much. Shen Youchu held his daughter in his left hand and his younger sister in his right hand, pouted his face unhappily, walked into the bedroom with a "click" and closed the door. Door.

"I rely on..."

Chen Hansheng could only bow his head in resignation.

After 15 minutes, Chen Hansheng rubbed his buttocks and walked out of the bathroom.

He was beaten for 15 minutes. It wasn't that Queen Mother Liang was only beaten for 15 minutes, but because of her old man's physical strength, she could only last for 15 minutes.

During this process, the mother-in-law didn't even move her eyelids, and Dong'er just ran over to take a look, then stuck out her tongue and went to work again. Old Chen Anyi sat on the sofa, glanced at his son and asked, "How is it?" how?"

"cut!"

Chen Hansheng was quite unconvinced: "Our father and daughter had a great time, and we don't understand why we are being beaten again."

"Hoho~"

Old Chen smiled, and he also remembered how he was when he brought Chen Hansheng a long time ago.

Probably this is how fathers bring children. When there is no danger, father is the greatest danger; when there is danger, father is the strongest backer.

To sum it up in one sentence, if a father brings a baby, it is good to live.

......

(One more chapter tonight, ask for a monthly ticket, thank you everyone.)

Chapter 998 What bad intentions can a scumbag have?

Chen Hansheng was repaired. Although he was still joking, he no longer dared to act like a monster.

In the evening, he also helped Xiaoxiaohanbao take a bath.

Babies from three months to two years old should be the most fun time, especially a fat baby like Xiaoxiaohanbao, who sits naked in the water basin, as cute as a lotus root doll.

So whenever she took a bath, everyone gathered around to watch the excitement. Even the mother-in-law stood in the bathroom with a cane, looking at the chubby great-granddaughter with a smile from the heart.

Generally, babies are more resistant to bathing, but Xiaoxiaohanbao is relatively quiet, and there are some toys such as ducklings and small balls in the bath tub, her attention is attracted, and she lets grandma, father, and mother care watering.

"Come here today, it's not dirty at all."

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

"People are washing happily."

Liang Meijuan felt that she needed to wash for a while to welcome the New Year cleanly.

"I don't care, I'm afraid she won't be able to drink it."

Chen Hansheng said helplessly: "She has to taste the water poured from her head twice, it's so stupid."

"Hahaha......"

Everyone in the room laughed, and Empress Dowager Liang also kicked her son with a smile.

Shen Youchu was a little embarrassed, it was recognized that Chen Hansheng was smart, so Baobaohan could only be inherited from himself.

Waiting for Xiaoxiaohanbao to dry himself off, and then put on the little padded jacket that grandma specially bought. It was white, tender and festive. Liang Meijuan hugged her in her arms and kissed and kissed again and again, unwilling to let go.

In fact, Liang Meijuan bought two copies of this little red padded jacket, and Xiao Xiaoyu'er had already taken the one.

......

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, as night fell slowly, firecrackers sounded from time to time in the community, and occasionally fireworks dragged colorful tails, and the sound of "biu" turned into silver flowers in the sky.

Fireworks and firecrackers have been strictly prohibited in Jianye, so you can only sneak around for a while. If you are in Hong Kong City, the sound of "cracking" can last until 2 o'clock in the morning.

But this is enough for the little fool, this is the first time in her life to see beautiful fireworks, staring out of the window intently in the arms of her grandpa.

After a while, the fireworks stopped, and Chen Zipei blinked her pretty eyes, then turned her head and quietly lay on her grandfather's shoulder, watching without crying.

"My little granddaughter, Neixiu."

Chen Zhaojun thought to himself.

Feng Gui and Shen Ruyi both came back half an hour later. It is said that the turnover of the Xinjiekou store today is tens of thousands. During the official meal, Chen Zhaojun wanted to give up the main seat to his mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law refused.

The mother-in-law doesn't talk much, but she knows everything in her heart.

So, in the end, Chen Zhaojun sat at the main seat. It was a rectangular table. On Lao Chen's left were Liang Meijuan, Shen Youchu, and Aning, and on his left were her mother-in-law, Feng Gui, Shen Ruyi, and Dong'er.

Chen Hansheng sat across from Lao Chen, and the father and son stood side by side, feeling like they were supporting the family.

"In the new year, I hope that the baby will grow up strong, the mother-in-law will be healthy, and everyone will be safe and happy."

Before moving his chopsticks, Old Chen made two toasts. There were no bells and whistles in official circles, no long speeches during entertainment, just simple and plain blessings.

"Old Chen is getting old too."

Chen Hansheng looked at his father's face, and such a thought popped into his mind.

In fact, Chen Zhaojun is not too old, and he usually has a good mentality, so he looks relatively young, but as long as he thinks that Lao Chen is a grandfather, he will unknowingly plan him to "need to give up his seat on the bus" Among a group of old people, it is really strange.

"Dad, I offer you a toast."

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

"Ding~"

The father and son touched each other, and everything was kept silent.

After dinner, the Spring Festival Gala also started. Everyone sat around the sofa, and the living room was warmly air-conditioned. Everyone sent New Year greeting 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 a problem with the cross talk in the sketch now? Why does the ending have to be sensational? It seems that the sketch is not considered a success if it does not have some educational significance and does not reach a certain height."

At first, everyone was smiling cheerfully and didn't realize this problem, but after Chen Hansheng pointed it out so sharply, they realized that it seemed to be the case.

The crosstalk skits in the Spring Festival Gala seem to have this problem. The ending abruptly sublimates the main theme. The key point is that there is not enough emotional preparation in many cases, which seems really embarrassing.

"If you want to watch it, watch it, if you don't, don't watch it, and comment on this and that all day long."

Liang Meijuan was a little upset, it's okay not to say it out, but it's really embarrassing to watch those sketches after saying it out.

"I'm not wrong..."

Chen Hansheng didn't dare to fight with his own mother, and satirized the director of the Spring Festival Gala: "If it's still like this, those young people won't watch the Spring Festival Gala in another ten years. We ordinary people just want to have some silly fun. What kind of Spring Festival Gala are you watching, the news broadcast is so direct."

"Alright, alright."

Old Chen patted his son on the shoulder: "If you don't look at it, don't disturb other people, go to the balcony and make a phone call."

"Ok."

Chen Hansheng could only shrug his shoulders and go to the balcony, but instead of calling Xiao Rongyu for the first time, he opened the door and called Wang Zibo.

"Xiao Chen, happy new year, I wish you all the best in the new year and bravely climb the peak."

After Wang Zibo received the call, he smiled and sent blessings to Faxiao.

"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."

"Slow down your voice."

Wang Zibo hurriedly stopped him. His family should be having dinner, and there was the sound of "jingling" clinking glasses from the receiver.

"Your father and your father-in-law can drink."

Chen Hansheng joked with a smile.

"Drink some wine after you get familiar with it, and you will be able to talk a little more."

Speaking of wine, Wang Zibo remembered another thing: "My mother asked me to give you the money for Moutai and Zhonghua Tobacco. She said that good brothers should settle accounts clearly, and they can't give things so vaguely."

"Aunt Lu is also true."

Chen Hansheng shook his head and said: "When I was a child, I ate as many eggs as yours. Besides, it's not good to talk about money during Chinese New Year. Just talk about fate."

"edge?"

Wang Zibo scratched his head, what Xiao Chen meant, because the two families are too close to each other, so they insisted on not taking money?

"Yes, let's talk about fate."