Chapter 136

"OK, if you don't want to say, just go!"

Bo Yan thought about it and suddenly smiled, "I'll pay a new year's call on the first day of the new year. Shall we start with friends?"

Shi Cheng nodded, "come if you like. Don't forget to give ah Qing lucky money."

Bo Yan nodded, "I can't forget. I have to make up what I owed before."

Shi Cheng finally looked a little funny, sent Bo Yan to the door and said goodbye in a good voice.

When Bo Yan walked out of the apartment, he didn't know what he thought. He felt that he might still have a chance. He felt that the sky was clear, the sun was bright, and the air filled with a faint smell of gunsmoke was fresh. He probably removed the shackles he had been carrying, relaxed all over, and his face was filled with a starting point smile.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was new year's Eve. Shi Cheng received a friend's Application on wechat two days ago. He was a stranger. After that, he knew that it was Bo Yan. He specially opened a trumpet to chat with him, which made Shi Cheng feel sad and laughing. Just that day, she just learned that Bo Yan's withdrawal from marriage had subsided, and felt that it would be inhumane for her to black people again, So Bo Yan's micro signal with only one friend survived on her mobile phone.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Shi Cheng received Bo Yan's message. It was a video. He was wearing a red sweater with a rare joy on his face. Relying on his height advantage, he raised his hand and pasted the banner of the Spring Festival couplets, and then sent a voice, "have you pasted the Spring Festival couplets? Do you want me to help you?"

Shi Cheng took a picture of his door, "yes, mu yeshuo came to help me in the morning."

Bo Yan returned a disappointed expression, turned to switch the large size and sent a bloody knife to Mu yeshuo.

Mu yeshuo, "..." was frightened. How did Bo always become so childish.

Childishness belongs to childishness. Shi Cheng has a childlike innocence with her children. Bo always thinks that Shi Cheng still likes this set.

Later, Bo Yan sent Shi Cheng a video of him making dumplings with his family. Dusai and Bo Chuan stayed at home for the new year. Dusai couldn't make dumplings, so Bo Chuan patiently taught her. When she found that Bo Yan was recording the video, she soon blacked out and denounced what Bo Yan was shooting.

When the video stopped here, Shi Cheng suspected that Bo Yan and Bo Chuan were fighting.

Before long, Bo Yan sent a voice to Shi Cheng, "after the dumplings are finished, beef and three delicacies, which one do you like, I'll send it to you." the tone was a little showing off. Shi Cheng thought he had never made dumplings for himself.

Shi Cheng replied: I'll go to Uncle Qing's house for dinner later. You don't have to come.

There was silence for a while. Bo Yan called, "can you video? I want to see my son!" he should be at home, so he spoke with his voice down, and through the restoration of electronic sound, it was like carrying an electric current.

Shi Cheng was quiet for a while. Bo Yan urged, "Hey! Why don't you talk?"

He clarified his voice, "Oh, ah Qing was picked up by Uncle Qing in the morning. Uncle Qing and aunt miss him. I'll go back later."

"Well, I'll go to your house to see him tomorrow. Remember to teach him new year's greetings."

"OK!" Shi Cheng smiled and wanted to end the call.

But Bo Yan's words haven't finished yet. He said to some scoundrels, "can I see you, I miss you!"

"Hey, why don't you talk again?"

Bo Yan smiled with a slow and gentle tone. "You can see it tomorrow anyway if you don't want to see it. Don't stop talking!"

"Shi Cheng?"

Shi Cheng suddenly hung up the phone.

Her eyes were blurred. She rubbed her eyes and found that she didn't know when to cry and why to cry. It was because he said he missed you. It was really worthless.

Bo Yan didn't answer the next phone call and went to Uncle Qing's house.

Mu yeshuo also went as if to join the fun. His teacher didn't grab the train tickets and air tickets for the Spring Festival transportation. He was trapped in the South and couldn't come. Mu yeshuo was alone and licked his face to rub his meal,

For the dumplings made by the family at noon, Shi Qing sits in the baby car and is responsible for kneading the dough. Shi Cheng has to prevent him from putting the raw noodles into his mouth at any time.

"Me, my!" Shi Qing lifted up the strange dough he had pinched and put it with the wrapped dumplings.

Shi Cheng looked disgusted. "You're too ugly. Can you make it more beautiful!"

Shi Qing felt the dislike from his mother for the first time in his life. For a moment, he was stunned. He stared at Shi Cheng with a pair of big eyes. He found that Shi Cheng didn't mean to pick up his dough. Instead, he raised the dough in front of Chen Xinxin.

Chen Xinxin smiled and took the dough from Shi Qing's hand, put it on the plate and said with a smile, "OK, I'll cook the dumplings made by ah Qing later."

Shi chengbad continued with a smile, "Whoever packs it will eat it by himself."

Shi Qing scratched his forehead, and his eyes showed that this was my mother's question!

The dumplings we ate at noon were cooked by Chen Xinxin. Chen Xinxin's craftsmanship was very good. Uncle Qing drank a glass of wine with muyeshuo and stroked his moustache. "Your aunt conquered me with this skill!"

Their daughter Chen Xiaofan mercilessly demolished the stage, "isn't it because my mother is beautiful?"

"That's it!" Shi Cheng agreed. When Uncle Qing pursued Chen Xinxin, Shi Cheng had remembered and talked nonsense, "my uncle couldn't walk when he saw his aunt. His saliva has already flowed out before my aunt cooked for him."

The people on the table burst into laughter. Chen Xinxin came out with the last dish, with a little smile on his face. He clearly asked, "what are you laughing at?"

Chen Xiaofan is the fastest. "We're talking about how dad liked you at the beginning."

"How do you like it!"

Uncle Qing squatted his glass on the table and said angrily, "how else can you like it? Your mother is beautiful. Who doesn't like it!"

Chen Xinxin chuckled. Shi Cheng took advantage of the situation and asked, "Aunt Chen, how do you like my uncle Qing?"

Uncle Qing got married late, more than ten years older than Chen Xinxin. When Chen Xinxin and uncle Qing got married, they were as big as Shi Cheng now.

Everyone obviously paid more attention to this problem. Even uncle Qing looked forward to her.

"Oh!" Chen Xinxin answered naturally, "I like old men!"

"Poof!" this time it was mu yeshuo who couldn't bear to spit out the wine in his mouth. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned around in time. He didn't spoil Chen Xinxin's hard work all night. People didn't know whether they were laughing at Uncle Qing or him. They all covered their stomachs and laughed.

Uncle Qing turned his head and saw that these people had no conscience. Shi Qing even laughed with him. He fiercely gathered in front of Qing, "ah Qing, do you understand? Just laugh?"

Shi Cheng kindly reminded, "uncle, don't be so close to ah Qing?"

Uncle Qing didn't understand what Shi Cheng meant. Ah Qing had already slapped his father. As long as someone put his face in front of him, he would be slapped. He had been good some time ago. He had worn it with Bo Yan for a few days. Shi Cheng didn't succeed in changing it for him.