you're so stubborn

Extra New Year

Before the start of the winter vacation, Ou Chen successfully won the land, and also relied on his ability to drink half to death to get enough investment.

Among them, Dad counts as one.

As for the development of follow-up projects, Dad said that he would send a project manager to help him.

After all, he was still his own father, Ou Chen said several times on the phone that I love you, Dad.

Dad thought he was tired and crooked, and hung up the phone while talking about being annoying.

The day before the official holiday, Xie Lang led Xie Yuyu over to pick Ou Chen home.

Xie Yuyu is ten years old this year, and he is still like a seven or eight-year-old child. When he saw Ouchen, he was still the same as when he was a child.

"Hey, my little baby, you rub my snot all over my neck." Ou Chen tilted his head in disgust.

"No way, I don't have a cold." Xie Yuyu blushed after being told by Ou Chen, but still kept rubbing.

"No, then touch my neck to see if it's wet." Ou Chen deliberately teased him.

Xie Yuyu still couldn't help teasing, after hearing what Ou Chen said, he wanted to touch it tentatively, but Xie Lang pulled him away before he could touch it.

"It's almost done, you, pack it up quickly, I bought a ticket for four o'clock."

"Okay." It's past one o'clock now, Ou Chen stopped teasing Xie Yuyu, and instead patted his little butt, "Let's go Xie Yuyu, I'm going to pack my brother's luggage."

"Okay!" Xie Yuyu Pidianer followed Ou Chen to his bedroom.

The high-speed rail station approaching the end of the year is full of people, Xie Lang thinks that Xie Yuyu's two short legs are moving slowly, so he doesn't let him touch the ground, and has been sitting on the suitcase being pushed forward by his two brothers in turn.

Finally flew home, just in time for dinner.

This year Xie Lang had to go back to his New Year with Ouchen to celebrate the new year, so they stayed at Xie Lang's house for the two days of February [-]th and [-]th, helping their grandparents clean up the house, and packed [-] things in advance. eat dumplings.

When it was the [-]th day, the two of them took Xie Yuyu to the supermarket early in the morning and bought a lot of new year's goods for Ou Ze and Ou Ziyu.

Before it was time for lunch at Ou Chen's house, Xie Lang drank some tea with Ou Ze first.

Hearing the sound of his aunt busy cooking in the kitchen, and playing games with Xie Yuyu and Ou Ziyu in the living room, Ou Ze chatted with Xie Lang as usual.

"Last time you said you joined the production team, how was it? Did you encounter any difficulties?"

"It's not difficult, it's just tiring." Xie Lang took a sip of hot tea, "I work overtime every day to catch up with the progress and change the number of frames. If there is a slight incoherence, I have to start all over again."

That's what he said, but Ou Ze didn't see any impatience on his face, but rather enjoyed it, so he smiled, "Then why don't you quit your job and come to my company to give me Let’s be a manager, no overtime, no overtime, and you can enjoy special treatment.”

"Okay," Xie Lang knew he was joking, and laughed too, "Then let's talk about it first, I have to appoint someone for special treatment, and I won't go if I don't like someone."

"Yo," Ou Chen just came over at this time, holding two bowls of freshly boiled pear soup in his hands. Xie Lang's cough has not recovered recently, and he was embarrassed to only treat Xie Lang alone, so he had to give it to the old man. Dad also served a bowl, "Mr. Xie, tell me who you like, so I can snatch it for you tomorrow to be Mrs. Yazhai."

"Forget it Mrs. Yazhai, there is a tigress at home and she is stingy." Xie Lang took a sip of the pear soup he brought over, the sweetness and temperature were just right, drinking it down the esophagus would warm it all the way to the stomach , Even the little desire to cough that just popped up was suppressed.

Extra Comfort.

"Go to hell! You're a tigress!" Ou Chen kicked him.

"Tsk! The soup is spilled!" Xie Lang looked up at him.

There's nothing wrong with the New Year's Eve.

After dinner at noon, Ou Chen started to make plans to play mahjong, but four people were required to play mahjong, and now they lacked one of three, so he called his father over.

Ou Chen is already in his 20s this year, and he is about to graduate from college. If he doesn't see the love and hatred between his father and his father, it will be completely hopeless.

Although he doesn't know why his father has been unwilling to reconcile with his father, and the two of them have always been unwilling to talk about these things with him, but Ouchen himself is so sweet in dating, he just wants to let the two fathers get along with each other. Alright, after all, at such an advanced age, there is nothing better than having a companion who knows everything and loves you by your side.

So in these years, apart from being busy with work, Ou Chen took great pleasure in matching the two.

But there is a saying that Luo Hua intends to flow ruthlessly.

What he said was that no matter how Ouchen tried his best to match him up, or how his father racked his brains to get close, his father would never move, as if he was Taishan's boss and his second child.

Ouchen was really worried.

"Let's say yes first, you two are not allowed to wink..." Ou Chen recalled the history of blood and tears of being tricked before, and reminded his father emphatically, "Especially you, father! You are not allowed to count cards or give them to me." Give the card to Dad, or you will be fined ten for a false one!"

"Who fed him the cards? It's obvious that he deliberately hooked the cards in my hand... Nanfeng." The old man refused to admit that he cheated, and calmly dumped the blame on Ou Ze.

"Touch." Ou Zeyun took the pot lightly, and took back the Nanfeng shot by his father, and flipped out one tube after another.

"Oh, my dad is really good at hooking." Ou Chen couldn't see it, so he turned his head to wink at Xie Lang, and scratched his hair.

Xie Lang received the signal, and looked at the cards in his hand. When he was supposed to draw a card, he got a [-] card, but he changed hands and played a [-] card.

"Hey touch." Ou Chen didn't hide his smile, and raised his eyebrows at his father provocatively when he got back the [-], which meant, hum, I also have someone to give me cards!

Dad shrugged his shoulders indifferently, meaning that everyone depends on their ability.

As a result, mahjong was played in the afternoon, and two families lost and two won. Needless to say, the losers must be the old man and Xie Lang who didn't run away.

But the old man didn't lose as much as Xie Lang, because he not only had to feed cards to Ou Chen on the right, but he didn't dare to beat the cards played by Ou Ze on the left.

I had no choice but to lose everything.

"Hey, I won again, I'm really sorry." Ou Ze took out the money he won from being released and counted it openly without knowing humility.

Ou Chen looked at the money in his father's hand, and whispered to Xie Lang with a dark face, "Look at you! How many times have I told you! Dad has such a strong backing like Dad, so he won't lose Money! It’s up to you to win or not if you’re still here, it’s alright now, you’ve been cheated out of your pocket money!”

"Oh, it's okay," Xie Lang took his hand and squeezed it, "Anyway, I'll give them a New Year's greeting at night, and then just ask for a big red envelope."

"You want it! If you don't come back, you will have no pocket money this month!" Ou Chen threatened Xie Lang viciously.

Xie Lang smiled, "All right, all right, I want it, I want it, I want it, look at how stingy you are."

"Nonsense, we still have to save money to buy a big house! There is no spare money to contribute to them." Ou Chen glared at him, like a resentful woman who cares about daily necessities.

Xie Lang wanted to continue coaxing Ou Chen, when he heard Uncle Ou say to his father, "How many red envelopes did you come here to prepare?"

Dad was stunned for a moment, and told the truth, "Five."

"Why do you prepare so much?" Ou Ze said solemnly, "Langlang and Chenchen are both grown up, so there is no need to give red envelopes this year, let's split them up and give them to the two little fishes."

Langlang and Chenchen didn't expect that their father was still here waiting for their hand, and they froze on the spot.

The old man glanced at the expressions of the two of them, and quickly realized, "That's right, both of them should be married according to their age, and children who are married don't need to give lucky money anymore, that's fine, then I will give it to you." The two little ones have it."

"No..." Ou Chen was speechless, "Then my father gave birth to a child, why did you tear us apart?"

"Of course it's because your dad is getting old, so he has to use the New Year's money to suppress it." Dad said it very reasonable, and when he turned his head to look at Dad, he always looked for praise.

Unexpectedly, not only did Dad not accept his favor, but he picked up the money and got up, and looked at Dad before walking out of his seat, "You don't want to eat here at night, then remember to send the lucky money to the two little fishes before you leave. "

"Huh?" Before Dad could realize what he did wrong, Dad had already walked into the living room unhurriedly.

"It's beautiful," Ou Chen began to gloat, "Can't you suppress it?"

The old man was stunned for a while, he couldn't believe what he said just now, so he ignored Ou Chen and asked Xie Lang for confirmation, "Did I just say that he is old?"

"If I heard you right, yes." Xie Lang replied very politely, but the smile on his mouth was the same gloating as Ouchen's.

The old man sighed slowly and long, as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Xie Lang and Ou Chen both watched the excitement and said something alone.

"Baby, I will never think you are too old."

"Baby, you will always be in my eyes."

Then the two of them were kicked by the father on the ass.

The New Year's Eve dinner is the most lively. Although fireworks are banned in places close to the urban area, many people still buy small flowers to play at home.

The Oz family is no exception.

But during the meal time, Ou Ze didn't let the two children play, saying that they can wait until the meal is over.

The two fish are also obedient, saying that they can only play after eating, so the two of them will eat obediently.

Xie Yuyu has been much better in the past two years than before. Although there are still ink stains, at least he doesn't have to wait for everyone to finish eating and rest before he slowly put down the bowls and chopsticks.

Finally finished dinner, Xie Yuyu couldn't wait to take Ou Ziyu to ask Uncle Ou for fireworks.

In order to make the two children enjoy themselves, Ou Ze bought a lot of various small fireworks, and his father was happy to be the one who contributed, so he also went along to get the fireworks together.

The cold wind howled everywhere in the courtyard, Xie Lang and Ou Chen shivered uncontrollably as soon as they came out.

Looking at the two children again, they didn't mean to be cold at all.

In the end is young.

Both Xie Lang and Ou Chen didn't like to play with this kind of children's things, so they lit two flowers for each of the two children, and then dragged each other to the small pavilion to hide from the wind.

In fact, it's not much better, but the temperature of the two snuggling together can still resist the old Beifeng.

"Hey, it's been another year. Time flies so fast." Ou Chen hugged Xie Lang from behind, putting his chin on his shoulder.

"That's not it," Xie Lang looked at the fireworks in the hands of the two children, and looked at Ou Chen with crisp laughter. There was a gorgeous light and shadow reflected on Ou Chen's face, looking like a psychedelic dream , and this dream is tightly surrounding him, "We are one year older again."

"Tsk!" Ou Chen pinched his waist, "It's agreed that I don't think I'm old."

"Will you judge the question? I'm clearly talking about the two of us, not you." Xie Lang patted his hand.

"That won't work either!" Ou Chen said with a stiff neck, "We are only 23 years old, so young."

"It's 23, our retainer's baby is only three years old." Xie Lang scratched his chin like a cat.

"Screw you, uncle," Ou Chen happily opened his hand, "You're only three years old!"

"All right... I'm three years old and I'm three years old." Xie Lang obeyed with a full face.

"Two and a half years old!" Seeing that he was so perfunctory, Ou Chen added something unwillingly.

"...Why don't you just say that I'm one year old." Xie Lang looked at him.

Ou Chen snorted, "That won't work, a kid who is too young is not worthy of my young master."

Xie Lang smiled, feeling that Ou Chen really became more childish the older he got.

"You said that if you let the employees of your company know that their usually unsmiling Mr. Ou has such a virtue in private, what will they think of you?"

Ou Chen thought for a while and said, "Probably I will be particularly envious of you."

"Are you envious of me having such a cute boyfriend?" Ou Chen knew where Xie Lang was waiting for him with just one look, so he could point out Ou Chen's little thoughts without even thinking.

"Damn," Ou Chen couldn't help laughing, "It's boring like this, young couples always have questions and answers when chatting, but you are lucky, you know how to spoil the atmosphere all day long."

"Come on, let's not fix those things that are not needed."

"Tch, boring." Ou Chen glared at him, then limp back on his shoulder and continued watching Xie Yu and the two of them playing with fireworks.

Seeing that this person came again, Xie Lang hurried over and kissed him, "I love you."

"Oh, you love me again now?"

Although the two of them are already old husbands, every time Xie Lang's casual confession will make Ou Chen's heart tremble.

However, the young master was still as arrogant as ever, even though his heart had exploded with fireworks, on the surface he still couldn't help wanting to squeeze Xie Lang weirdly.

Nothing else, just want to hear Xie Lang say more, better, more sincere love words.

"Not just now," Xie Lang knew exactly what this man wanted to hear, so he told him, "Every moment, every minute, every second, I love you."

Ou Chen was happy now, "It's not too bad."

"Virtue." Xie Lang rubbed his hair.

Ou Chen was still going to beep, when he heard his father's voice coming from the living room with a special momentum, "Boys! Stop playing! Come in to watch the Spring Festival Gala!"

"Hey." Ou Chen responded.

"Let's go," he took Xie Lang's hand, walked to the small courtyard and greeted the two children, "Let's go, you two, go into the house to watch TV, and play the rest tomorrow."

"Haha, good!" Ou Ziyu hopped over and took Ou Chen's hand.

Xie Yuyu was so dizzy as he spun the fireworks, and when he saw his brother coming, he rushed to him, "Brother!"

"Hey, hug me if your hands are dirty or not." Xie Lang was disgusted while helping Xie Yuyu.

"It's so dirty, so what should I do." Xie Yuyu said and went to hold his brother's hand.

"Stop it." Xie Lang and Ou Chen said in unison.

After speaking, the two looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time.

The north wind blows laughter into the dark night sky. Tomorrow may not be a good weather, but this year must be a good one.