Chapter 571

After arriving at Xiao Rongyu's house from the billiards hall, Chen Hansheng saw her sitting on the sofa bleary eyed in a pink cartoon pajama. She was foolish all over. It was estimated that she called herself as soon as she woke up.

What about school flowers? They can only sleep boring like winter vacation.

"Xiao Chen, what were you doing just now? It's so noisy on the phone."

The little fish asked.

"I went to play billiards."

Chen Hansheng wouldn't lie about such trivial matters. He ran to the kitchen and washed two apples

"Eat!"

Xiao Rongyu looked at the apple and blinked his eyelashes. "But I don't want to eat skin."

"It's easy to do."

Chen Hansheng agreed. Xiao Rongyu thought he went back to peel. Unexpectedly, the lazy pig chewed off the skin directly and handed over the pitted and salivated apple. "Eat, it's skinnless."

"No, it's disgusting."

The little fish turned his head.

"Shit, I feel disgusted now."

Chen Hansheng hugged Xiao Rongyu's shoulder and forced it into her mouth. "I haven't kissed before."

"Don't eat, don't eat, just don't eat."

Xiao Rongyu smiles and shakes his head to avoid. They fight on the sofa. Chen Hansheng has great strength and easily forces the little fish into the corner of the sofa.

Seeing Chen Hansheng getting closer and closer, Xiao Rongyu was suddenly stunned and hurriedly pushed the rogue's arm. "Sit down quickly, grandma gets up."

"Scare me?"

Chen Hansheng thought that I was tired of this trick when I was in primary school. Regardless, he continued to say fiercely, "you must have a bite today!"

"What a grandmother."

Xiao Rongyu waved his hand and said, "grandma, this is Xiao Chen."

"Oh, it looks like it. Shit

Chen Hansheng didn't believe it, but he took a subconscious glance and saw grandma Xiao standing in the corridor connecting the living room to the bedroom, staring at the chaos on the sofa expressionless.

"Shit, grandma is here."

Chen Hansheng was a little embarrassed, but he had a thick skin and didn't think he was bullying the little fish. Instead, he complained, "grandma, why don't you make a sound when you walk? Let's make some noise next time."

If Xiao Hongwei or LV Yuqing wanted to make a sound to remind them that they would come out as if nothing had happened until everything in the living room returned to normal.

There's no such thing as an old lady standing quietly and peeking.

"Oh."

Grandma Xiao nodded and turned to the kitchen again. "I'm cooking."

Chen Hansheng said, "grandma seems to be sixty-seven this year. She actually likes watching young people make out."

"Nonsense."

Xiao Rongyu's delicate melon seed face was crimson, and even her ponytail was scattered. Her soft straight hair was draped over her shoulders. She affectionately pinched Chen Hansheng's earlobes. "Obviously you're doing something bad."

"I... i

Chen Hansheng was about to speak when he heard a dull sound of "Duang" coming from the kitchen, like the sound of a kitchen knife cutting on the chopping board.

In the living room, the two looked at each other. Chen Hansheng patted the back of the little fish's hand. "Sit down and I'll have a look."

When he came to the kitchen door, he found grandma Xiao chopping ribs.

“duang、duang、duang······”

After a while, a knife with a sharp blade seemed to chop on the ribs. Chen Hansheng was a little empty in his heart and always thought of cutting on himself.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Rongyu came quickly. Seeing this scene, she pursed her mouth and kicked Chen Hansheng. She went over and talked with her grandmother.

The chat was not loud. Chen Hansheng thought there was something wrong with grandma Xiao's ears, so she could hear it?

Before long, Xiao Rongyu came out and smiled naughtily at Chen Hansheng.

"What did grandma say?"

Chen Hansheng inquired curiously.

"I didn't say anything. Grandma has always had a good impression of you."

Xiao Rongyu bit her rubber band and tied her hair up again. "In addition, let me tell you that she is sixty-eight this year, not sixty-seven."

Chen Hansheng······

Chen Hansheng ate dinner at Xiao Rongyu's house. Lao Xiao had entertainment. LV Yuqing had to work overtime for a meeting. This is the busiest time of the year for the power supply bureau. It is a political task to ensure the power demand of the people during the Spring Festival.

Strangely, grandma Xiao can't seem to hear again. She must shout loudly before she can talk.

"Everywhere is a routine."

Chen Hansheng sighed.

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The next day, Chen Hansheng officially started his winter vacation. In fact, after he got used to it, he probably wasn't so boring.

Occasionally accompany Xiao Rongyu to go shopping, or have a few small-scale gatherings with junior high school and senior high school students, and then go to see Wang Zibo's learning programming. In the rest of the time, visit relatives and help the family buy some new year goods.

After taking a bath in the evening, close the door and make a phone call with Shen Youchu to flirt with the shy Han baby. Although the days are boring, they come unconsciously.

At the same time, Nie Xiaoyu and Wen Ling are also contacting more than 800 assembly line operators of the new century electronics factory. They report the results to Chen Hansheng every day. The information of these people is provided by Zheng guanti.

On the 27th day of the lunar calendar, the job finally ran out. Nie Xiaoyu had to make more than 50 calls every day, and his voice was hoarse.

"As of today, there are 864 registered workers in the new century electronics factory."

Nie Xiaoyu concluded, "remove more than 100 people who can't be contacted, and most of the rest said to think about it. Only 56 people are willing to come and try after hearing the salary."

"The initial effect has been achieved, but there are still too few more than 50 people."

Chen Hansheng thought, "take a break now. Don't contact on the first day of the new year. Continue to contact on the second day of the new year."

"Still have to call?"

Nie Xiaoyu lamented that other college students sleep in all kinds of holidays. They can only work with their mobile phones.

"Don't worry, you're working overtime. It's appropriate to triple your salary."

Chen Hansheng said with a smile, "but when you contact again next time, skip those unmarried young people. They are full and the whole family is not hungry. They probably don't want to leave the familiar comfort circle, focusing on workers between the ages of 30 and 40."

Nie Xiaoyu didn't understand "why?"

"Family responsibility."

Chen Hansheng explained that "people aged 30 to 40 basically have children. Fruit shell electronics costs 100 yuan more than the new century every month. Those who are not married may not see it. Those who have families will cherish it."

"In addition."

Chen Hansheng came up with another idea: "take out more colorful heads. When they enter the factory, if they can invite other skilled workers in the new century, they will be rewarded with 50 yuan for each person, without an upper limit."

"Wow."

Nie Xiaoyu, while recording "Shua Shua", said, "this move is very poisonous. Originally, everyone made their own decisions. Now because of this' head award ', it will soon become a piece, but what if the new century knows?"

"The new century must know."

Chen Hansheng said calmly, "but Hong Shiyong may not know. When he returns to Hong Kong for the new year, other executives are basically not on duty. Now Zheng guanti is on duty."

"Awesome ~"

Nie Xiaoyu smacked his tongue. "It's too miserable for Hong Zong to be picked up inside and outside."

On February 7, 2005, on the 29th day of the lunar calendar, Xiao Rongyu and Chen Hansheng planned to help Professor Sun paste couplets on this day, so on the evening of the 28th day of the lunar calendar, Chen Hansheng bought a lot of blessing stickers and couplets to tidy up in the living room.

Liang Meijuan knew this. She looked at the red and green colored paper all over the room and said, "is that professor's house a villa? She needs so many couplets."

"No, it's an ordinary little Sanju."

Chen Han said without raising his head.

"Then why do you buy so much? Our family has already bought it."

Liang Meijuan was very pleased that her son finally knew that she was considering her own family.

"Oh, this is not our family."

Chen Hansheng pointed to a stack on the left and said, "this is Shen Youchu's house. Her mother-in-law and sister have come. Old and young, I'll help paste a couplet. It's not too much."

"... well, not too much."

Liang Meijuan nodded. Shen Youchu couldn't go back to Hong Kong for the Spring Festival together. Empress dowager Liang felt guilty.

It's really not too much for my son to help paste a couplet.

"What about these?"

Liang Meijuan pointed to the stack on the right and asked, "your uncle Xiao's family has already bought it."

"Oh, this is Zheng guanti's. she spends the new year alone in Jianye apartment. It's pathetic."

Chen Hansheng said, "people almost became your daughter-in-law. I'll help paste a couplet. It's not too much."

"... well, not too much."

Liang Meijuan took a deep breath. She once imagined Zheng guanti as her daughter-in-law. Although she failed, she had some feelings.

It's not too much for my son to help paste a couplet.

It's just that Liang Meijuan can't control herself. Shit, it's really unexpected at home. What's considered outside is comprehensive.

"Jingling bell."

Chen Hansheng didn't know he was on the edge of being beaten. After his cell phone rang, he connected.

"Hello, elder martial brother Chen."

Luo Xuan cried on the phone, "my parents are divorced, and no one at home has pasted couplets. It's so cold. Can you help me tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?"

"All right."

This is not difficult. Chen Hansheng thought about it and agreed.

As soon as he raised his head and saw empress dowager Liang staring at him, Chen Hansheng shrugged his shoulders and explained, "a school junior sister, her parents divorced. I'll help stick a couplet. It's not too much."

"Oh, not too much."

Liang Meijuan was silent for a while, suddenly pointed to the shoe cabinet and said, "have I ever said that shoes should be put up after entering the house."

Chen Hansheng took a look. His sneakers were scattered outside the shoe cabinet. He didn't take it seriously. "Then you put them in. Make a fuss!"

"Make a fuss?"

Liang Meijuan snorted coldly, rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen. When she came out again, she actually held a rolling pin in her hand. "How many times can I hear it? The shoes must be straightened!"

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Chen Hansheng realized that it was bad and hurriedly ran away. "I just didn't set my shoes properly. You hit me with such a thick rolling pin, Dad, help..."

"Hey ~"

Lao Chen, who was practicing calligraphy in his study, locked the door with a "bang" in order not to let the war affect him. He also gently sighed, "shoes are small things, but when your mother wants to hit you, it's a reason to step out of her right foot first."

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