The Rise of the Transmigrated Movie Emperor

Xu Chengyan endured his headache and got up to wash up before going downstairs.

Seeing him coming down, Mrs. Shen turned off the TV and said, "Ah Yan is up, waiting for you to eat."

A few people didn't mention his drunkenness in the afternoon, Xu Chengyan was slightly relieved.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner. I'll make you some hangover soup and drink it later."

"Thank you, aunt." Xu Chengyan twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, but a warm feeling surged in his heart.

To be honest, he felt more maternal love from his aunt than from his own mother.

"Let's go, I made your favorite braised pork and sauce-flavored pork ribs tonight, and you can eat more later." Mrs. Shen smiled, stepped forward to hold Xu Chengyan's hand, and led him to the dining room.

Shen Mingqian curled his lips, and whispered to Shen Mohan: "Those who don't know think that is her son."

He didn't mean to be dissatisfied with Xu Chengyan, but he felt that Mrs. Shen had never been so close to his son.

Fortunately, Mrs. Shen didn't know what was going on in his mind, otherwise she might slap him to death. Does it mean that she didn't want to kiss her son?

Obviously that kid is not happy about it!

Shen Mohan glanced at his father, but ignored him.

When the four of them came to the dining room, Mrs. Shen ordered Shen Mohan to put the food on the table, while she herself went to serve Xu Chengyan hangover soup.

Xu Chengyan didn't have the nerve to sit, so he and Shen Mohan put the food on the table and took the bowls and chopsticks.

Shen Mingqian brought out a few bottles of good wine. Mrs. Shen glanced at him and said nothing. Today is New Year's Eve, and she didn't want to mess up the atmosphere and spoil the fun.

She put the steaming hangover soup in front of Xu Chengyan, and said with a smile: "Ayan, this is warm, it won't burn your mouth, drink this first."

"Okay, thank you, aunt." Xu Chengyan picked up the hangover soup, held it in his hand, and drank it in small sips, feeling warm in his heart.

Shen Mingqian poured himself a glass of wine, and was about to pour it for Shen Mohan, when the latter directly took the bottle from him, "Dad, I'll do it myself."

Shen Mingqian just let him go. Shen Mohan first poured half a glass for his mother, and then ignored Xu Chengyan. This person drank so much in the afternoon, he probably wouldn't want to drink now.

Mrs. Shen gave Xu Chengyan a bowl of chicken soup, "Stop drinking, Ah Yan, drink the soup."

"Well, Auntie, please sit down quickly, I'll do it myself." Xu Chengyan was quite embarrassed, and hurriedly stood up to take the bowl from Mrs. Shen's hand.

"It's a bit hot, let's eat some dumplings first." Seeing that Shen Mingqian ate it on his own, Madam Shen didn't say anything, and didn't want to say anything.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was no different from usual. The four of them ate their own food. There was no Chinese New Year atmosphere at all. They were all used to it and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After the meal, Mrs. Shen, Xu Chengyan, and Shen Mohan cleaned up the table and cleaned the dishes together.

When the three returned to the living room, the Spring Festival Gala had already begun.

But Xu Chengyan was the only one watching the Spring Festival Gala. The three members of the Shen family would receive calls and news from time to time. Only Xu Chengyan had his cell phone quiet. No one sent him a message, let alone called him.

In fact, he is used to it, after all, it was the same every year in the past, because Country F didn't have a Spring Festival, and he didn't have many friends.

Xu Chengyan clicked on WeChat, and sent a New Year's greeting to his father, mother, and sister.

Xu Chengyan was a little disappointed after sending the message for a long time, but he also knew that it was past ten o'clock in the morning in Country F, and his father, mother and eldest sister were all busy.

Father and eldest sister will reply when they see the news, as for mother...

She probably won't reply.

Xu Chengyan glanced at the group of relatives who were active, and was not in the mood to click in to chat. He was about to quit WeChat, but received a message from Yang Shuo.

[Yang Shuo: Happy New Year! ]

Yang Shuo also sent a selfie.

Looking at the phrase "Happy New Year", at that moment, Xu Chengyan felt a little sour and moved.

[Xu Chengyan: Happy New Year "smile"]

As soon as he replied to Yang Shuo, he found that he was pulled into a group by Yang Shuo, and Ming Heng was also pulled in after a while.

Then Yang Shuo sent a red envelope.

[Yang Shuo: Come, come, grab the red envelopes, grab the smallest one and continue to give out red envelopes "呲牙"]

[Ming Heng: Wait a minute, the three of us are too boring, you bring your brother in, and I will bring my brother in too. ]

After Ming Heng sent the message, he pulled Ming Xiao into the group.

Yang Shuo couldn't stop it at all, and the word "no" stuck in his throat. Seeing that Ming Xiao had joined the group, he let go of the voice button depressed.

Forget it, come in and come in.

Yang Shuo glanced at the elder brother who was sending messages to someone, and pulled him in.

Xu Chengyan: "..."

Suddenly, I really wanted to have a brother. . .

[Ming Heng: Alright, Xiao Yangzi, you can give out red envelopes now. ]

[Yang Shuo: I just posted it, you post it. ]

[Ming Heng: The one just now doesn’t count. ]

[Yang Shuo: Why don't you count it, you all received it just now. ]

While the two were chatting, Yang Jinchen and Ming Xiao distributed red envelopes at the same time.

Ming Heng glanced at Ming Xiao, chuckled, and opened the red envelope.

Good guy, these two people have negotiated, they are both 888.

[Yang Shuo: Haha, I am lucky!Xu Chengyan, you are the least, send red envelopes quickly. ]

There is also a red envelope that Ming Xiao has the fewest, but Yang Shuo dare not say it.

Xu Chengyan: "..."

Is it too late for him to withdraw from the group now?

Well, it's too late.

Xu Chengyan had no choice but to send a red envelope of 88, and Ming Xiao also sent it. He clicked on the red envelope sent by Ming Xiao first, and it turned out...

I grabbed 520 yuan.

Xu Chengyan: "..."

[Yang Shuo: Haha, 520 I love you "smile"]

[Ming Heng: Wow! ]

[Yang Jinchen: Heh...]

Ming Xiao: "..."

Xu Chengyan really wanted to slap Yang Shuo to death with a slap, but it was nothing, but when he said that, the atmosphere became embarrassing.

[Xu Chengyan: I'm lucky, thank you for "smiling"]

[Yang Shuo: Ming Xiaoheng, it's your turn, come on, come on, let's have a bigger "呲牙"]

[Ming Heng: Virtue. ]

Ming Heng was unlucky, and he was the least of the two red envelopes, so this time Mingheng was the only one who gave out red envelopes, and he also gave out 888.

This time, Xu Chengyan was the least. He still sent an 88. Anyway, he was rushing to play, and the others didn't say anything.

After Shen Mohan answered the phone and came in, he saw Xu Chengyan holding the phone, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was smiling silly.

He raised his eyebrows. What happened? Are you in a better mood?

Shen Mohan came to sit next to Xu Chengyan, glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, just in time to see Mingheng sending out a red envelope.

His eyes moved slightly, and he pretended to ask casually, "What are you doing?"

Xu Chengyan didn't even raise his head, "Grab the red envelopes in the group."

Shen Mohan: "Pull me into the group."