Chapter 998

Chen Hansheng was repaired. Although he was still laughing, he didn't dare to be a demon anymore.

In the evening, he also helped Xiaohan Bao take a bath.

When the baby is three months to two years old, it should be the most fun, especially a fat baby like Xiaohan Bao, sitting naked in the basin, cute like a lotus root doll.

So when Chen zipei took a bath, everyone gathered around to watch the excitement. Even her mother-in-law stood in the bathroom with crutches and looked at her chubby great granddaughter with a heartfelt smile on her face.

Generally, babies are more resistant to bathing, but Xiaohan Bao is more quiet. In addition, there are some toys such as ducklings and small leather balls in the bathtub. Her attention is attracted and she is allowed to water her grandmother, father and mother.

"That's all for today. It wasn't dirty."

Half an hour later, Chen Hansheng thought it should be almost.

"People are having fun washing."

Liang Meijuan felt that she had to wash it for a while to welcome the new year cleanly.

"I don't care. I'm afraid she can't drink."

Chen Hansheng sighed: "she has to taste the water poured from her head. It's so silly."

"Hahaha... Hahaha..."

Everyone in the room laughed, and Empress Dowager Liang also smiled and kicked her son.

Shen Youchu is a little embarrassed. It is recognized that Chen Hansheng is smart, so baby Han can only inherit himself.

When Xiaohan Bao dried his body and put on the little cotton padded jacket specially bought by his grandmother, it was white, tender and festive. Liang Meijuan kissed and kissed in her arms and couldn't let go at all.

In fact, Liang Meijuan bought this little red cotton padded jacket in duplicate. Xiaoyu had already taken it. She treated the little sisters equally, either none or all of them.

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At more than 6 p.m., with the slow fall of night, firecrackers rang out from time to time in the community, and occasionally fireworks dragged colorful tails, "BIU" turned into little silver flowers in the sky.

Fireworks and firecrackers are strictly prohibited in Jianye, so we can only steal the excitement. If it is in the port city, the sound of "crackling" can be heard until more than 2 a.m.

But this is enough for Xiaohan Bao. This is the first time in her life that she saw beautiful fireworks and stared out of the window in her grandfather's arms.

After a while, the fireworks stopped. Chen zipei blinked his beautiful little peach eyes, turned his head and lay quietly on Grandpa's shoulder without crying.

"My little granddaughter, Neixiu."

Lao Chen thought.

Half an hour later, Feng GUI and Shen Ruyi both came back. It is said that the turnover of Xinjiekou store today was tens of thousands. During the formal dinner, Chen Zhaojun wanted to give up his position to his mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law didn't accept it.

Her mother-in-law speaks very little, but she knows everything in her heart.

Therefore, Chen Zhaojun finally sat in the main position. This is a rectangular table. On Lao Chen's left are Liang Meijuan, Shen Youchu and Anning, on the left are mother-in-law, Feng GUI, Shen Ruyi and Dong'Er.

Chen Hansheng sat opposite Lao Chen. His father and son, one head and one tail, just had the feeling of supporting the family.

"In the new year, I hope the baby will thrive, my mother-in-law will be healthy, and everyone will be safe and happy."

Before moving chopsticks, Lao Chen said two toasts. There was no fancy in officialdom, no lengthy speech during entertainment, but simple and plain blessings.

"Lao Chen is old, too."

Chen Hansheng looked at his father's face and such an idea jumped out of his mind.

In fact, Chen Zhaojun is not too old. He usually has a good state of mind, so he looks relatively young. However, as long as he remembers that old Chen is a grandfather, he will unknowingly plan him to be an old man who needs to give up his seat on the bus. It's really strange.

"Dad, let me toast you."

Thinking of this, Chen Hansheng raised his glass and said.

"Ding ~"

The father and son touched, and everything was silent.

After dinner, the Spring Festival Gala also began. Everyone sat around the sofa. There was a warm air conditioner in the living room. While sending new year's greetings text messages and watching TV, we really felt reunited under the lights of thousands of families.

But Chen Hansheng soon felt bored. "Now, is there any problem with the crosstalk, why does the ending have to be sensational? What seems to be a lack of educational significance?" make complaints about the success of a sketch.

Originally, everyone was laughing happily and didn't realize the problem, but after Chen Hansheng pointed it out so sharply, he found that it seemed to be true.

The crosstalk sketches in the Spring Festival Gala seem to have this problem. At the end, we have to sublimate the main melody. The key is that many times the emotional bedding is not enough, which looks really embarrassing.

"If you want to see it, don't look if you don't. evaluate this and that all day."

Liang Meijuan is a little unhappy. It's good not to say it. It's really embarrassing to see those sketches when she says it.

"I'm not wrong

Chen Hansheng didn't dare to force with his mother and satirized the director of the Spring Festival Gala: "if it's still this ghost, those young people won't watch the Spring Festival Gala in ten years. We ordinary people just want to be silly. If we really want to receive education, what Spring Festival Gala do we watch? The news network is more direct."

"All right, all right."

Lao Chen patted his son on the shoulder: "if you don't look, don't affect others. Go to the balcony and make a phone call."

"All right."

Chen Hansheng can only shrug his shoulders and go to the balcony, but his first call didn't call Xiao Rongyu, but opened the door and called Wang Zibo.

"Xiao Chen, happy new year. I wish you every success and climb the peak in the new year."

After receiving the call, Wang Zibo smiled and sent blessings to faxiao.

"Happy New Year ~"

Chen Hansheng said with a smile, "I wish president Wang and Shishi students to sleep in the same quilt as soon as possible."

"Keep your voice down."

Wang Zibo hurriedly stopped. His family should be eating. There was a sound of clinking glasses from the receiver.

"Your father and your father-in-law can drink."

Chen Hansheng joked with a smile.

"If you drink some wine after you are familiar with it, you can have more words."

Speaking of wine, Wang Zibo thought of another thing: "my mother asked me to give you the money for Maotai and Zhonghua tobacco. She said that good brothers should also settle accounts clearly. They can't give things so unclear."

"Aunt Lu is really."

Chen Hansheng shook his head and said, "how many eggs did I eat when I was a child? Besides, it's not good to talk about money during the new year. Just talk about fate."

"Fate?"

Wang Zibo scratched his head. What does Xiao Chen mean? Because the two families are too destined, do they insist on not receiving money?

"Yes, talk about fate."

Chen Hansheng nodded: "tobacco and wine add up to about 30000 yuan. President Wang swipes his card or transfers money?"

"I... i

Wang Zibo choked and was rinsed on New Year's Eve.

At this time, everyone in the living room heard Chen Hansheng chatting with his friends. He pretended to "inadvertently" close the balcony glass door.

"No more."

Chen Hansheng's voice was low and he was about to hang up: "I'm on Shen Youchu's side. Now I'm going to call little fish and send a message."

"You are really hard."

Wang Zibo sighed that it was not practical to spend a new year.

"Hey ~"

Chen Hansheng also sighed: "what bad heart can Chen Yingjun have? I just want a bowl of water."

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(for a monthly ticket, thank you.)