The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year’s Eve.

The family sat around the dinner table. The steaming New Year's Eve dinner formed a sharp contrast with the snowflakes floating outside.

Xu Damao took out a bottle of good wine that Li Huaide gave to his godfather as a gift.

He opened the bottle cap with a snap, and the aroma of wine instantly filled the room and went straight into people's noses.

He filled up the glasses for his godfather and himself first, then turned around and poured fruit wine for his godmother and Lou Xiao'e.

But at this time, Xu Shaochen was unhappy. He watched the adults drinking while he himself didn't even get a cup.

Her little face fell, like an eggplant hit by frost.

"Dad, where is mine? I also want to taste what fruit wine tastes like!" he shouted in a baby voice, with longing little stars in his eyes.

When Xu Damao heard this, he said with disdain: "Just eat your meal and go to sleep after you finish eating.

Otherwise, your grandma and your mom will have to take turns to serve you."

When Xu Shaochen heard this, he tilted his head and said, "Dad, I'm three years old, I'm not a child anymore!

My uncle Ruizi once said that it is better to leave a group behind than to leave one person behind. Don’t you understand this principle? "

Xu Damao's face turned serious and he said, "Hey, you little bastard, you've grown up and you dare to teach your father a lesson?

Which of the dishes on this table is not your favorite?

Eat quickly, and do whatever you need to do after eating!"

Xu Shaochen curled his lips and said, "I'm not saying this, Old Xu, but you're wrong.

It's New Year's Day, and you're ordering me to do this and that, so I won't say anything.

Now, I have to ask my grandparents to beg for mercy just to sit at the table and eat. They really don’t treat me as a human being!”

"Don't be ungrateful, kid.

I didn't save the urine for you, so I let you wash it yourself, that's already very considerate."

"Okay, Lao Xu, you're really cruel."

The little guy took a bite of the cola chicken wing with hatred, and it looked like he was venting his deep hatred for his father on the chicken wing.

The old man, who is usually a big shot in the argument world, behaved out of character today.

I sipped my wine leisurely and watched the fun.

My godmother, the peacemaker in this family, felt both amused and helpless when she saw the father and son arguing with each other.

“Our family has a bad atmosphere.

Each of them is very eloquent.

I was afraid that I would be a little slow and suffer the slightest loss.

I've said before that we should set a good example for our children. Look at this little one now. Even he speaks in a set way, like a little firecracker that can be easily lit up at any time!"

Lou Xiao'e picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it in the bowl for her godmother, and comforted her, "Let's eat ours.

Let them fight it out.

Look at me, I don't even bother to pay attention to them."

Xu Shaochen raised his sticky little hands, shook them and said, "Grandma, don't listen to my mom's nonsense.

Whenever she has free time, she thinks about how to provoke a fight between us two.

Just for fun.

Do you think this makes sense?

What’s even more infuriating is that she just enjoys watching the fun and doesn’t mind making trouble.

Let my dad bring her tea and water later.

After a while, I was looking for a handkerchief all over the house.

Then, my dad and I had to continue performing for her.

That's not enough.

If someone is not satisfied, the punishment will be to stand in the corner at the very least, or be beaten with a feather duster at the worst.

Tell me, why is your eldest grandson's life so miserable? "

"Xu Shaochen, you are being naughty again, aren't you?

Your mother, I am so good to you.

All the delicious food and nice clothes in this house will be given to you first.

You are such a heartless bastard."

"Yes, you are the best to me.

When eating dumplings, you eat the meat filling and I eat the dumpling skin.

They even say that children should not eat too much meat, otherwise they will suffer from indigestion.

When it comes to what to wear, I want to cry.

Which piece of my clothing did you make?

If it weren't for grandma and Aunt Juaner, I would be naked every day.

Oh, by the way, you did knit me a sweater.

That guy weaves and unravels, then unravels and weaves again.

What has happened to that fine wool of yours?

This is nothing. The funniest thing is, how did you knit a sweater into a waistcoat?

It’s just a waistcoat, after all, it was knitted by you yourself.

You might even knit the waistcoat so that it is even at the top and bottom, without even a collar. You are unique."

"I, I did that just to make it easier for you to wear it." Lou Xiao'e said guiltily.

The old man sitting in the first seat watching the fun looked at Xu Shaochen's small figure and kept on talking about his dissatisfaction and opinions about his parents.

I was increasingly attracted by this unusual feeling.

He has met countless people and countless gifted children, but it is rare to find someone like Xu Shaochen, who not only shows a maturity and depth beyond his age in mind, but also expresses himself fluently and freely in language. Every word he speaks is precise and infectious, which is truly rare.

Such children seem to be born with an extraordinary aura, which makes people marvel at them and also gives them endless imagination.

"You two are still calling someone?

Look how my eldest grandson has been bullied.

If you have the ability, go out and use it. It's beyond your ability to compete with a three-year-old child at home."

After the old man finished cursing, he picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

"Godfather, don't listen to this brat. He is a very mean guy." Xu Damao also took a sip of wine and said.

Lou Xiao'e picked up Xu Shaochen and carried him to the chair next to the old man.

As he walked back to his seat, he said, “If you tell anyone about what this kid did, no one would believe it.

He cheated Damao and me out of our monthly salary.

To be honest with you two, Damao and I together cannot outsmart him.

If my parents hadn't left me some savings, I guess Damao and I wouldn't even have enough to drink.

And Ruizi, this guy always makes his pocket money into negative numbers every month.

This time when we go back to the countryside, please ask him if I hadn't stopped him, whether the New Year's money for his uncle's children Xu Zhen and Xu Bao, and his aunt's children Haozi, would have gone into his pocket again."

"Wife, I know where that little bastard hid the money. I'll find it and give it to you later."

Xu Damao said with confidence.

Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes at him and said, "Come on, are you the only one who can find his money?

Don’t you know how smart your son is?

Last time I saw him hide the money in the rice jar with my own eyes. When I went to look inside, there was only a piece of white paper.

Hum, doesn't that mean it's a waste of time? "

The old man looked at the little fellow, with a glimmer of admiration in his eyes, and patted his head and said, "Good boy, you will have a bright future.

However, you must remember that a gentleman should earn money in a proper way."

Xu Shaochen nodded seriously, "Grandpa, I understand.

At most, I will try to ask for less in the future."

Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao smiled at each other. They knew that although their son loved money very much, he was also naughty and mischievous.

But he has a kind heart and wisdom far beyond his peers.

Perhaps, this child will really achieve something extraordinary.

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