Yang Suqin came out of the room, and the old man's eyes were fixed on her.

Eager way: "how, come or not?"

Yang Su Qin smiles, "don't worry about it. My father and daughter have gone on a tour and gone skiing."

The old man nodded, "it's OK, no matter how husband and wife, everything can't be done."

"I know dad." Yang Suqin's heart was warm.

Lunch began, a large group gathered together, waiting for the old man to speak.

The old man waved his hand, "dinner."

Chinese New Year is very happy for children, but for the old people whose body has been buried in the loess, one year means one year less, and there is no spirit before.

Fortunately, a large family is still satisfactory, and he has nothing to worry about. Even if he closed his eyes that day, he could go away at ease.

During the meal, everyone's attention fell on Sun Zhenzhen's stomach. They were all asking when the expected date of delivery was and what name it was.

Yang Yilin sits on one side and pretends to be dead. He doesn't express his opinions, or he will be sprayed to death later. He still has a little self-knowledge.

As a result, he was still not let go. This man was his dear mother.

"Yi Lin, will you reduce your workload next year and set aside more time for Zhenzhen and her children?"

Suddenly, Yang Yilin was not prepared at all. In a hurry, he even swallowed a piece of fish with a thorn, and was almost stuck to death.

"It's just that you can reduce your work and you don't say you don't work. Do you think you're going to do it?"

All of a sudden, he became the target of everyone's attack. He could drown him in a word.

After a few sips of vinegar, he sat quietly beside sun Zhenzhen, innocent and weak.

"I can do without work for a year." He just told the truth, but he was caught in the pigtail again.

"What do you want to eat if you don't work for a year?"

"How can a man not work?"

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with all kinds of voices interwoven, he didn't dare to lift his head. The attack power of these relatives was so strong that he could not fight back at all. He should continue to "pretend to be dead.".

He almost suffered from indigestion during the meal. After everyone had finished eating, he immediately withdrew and hid far away.

I thought it would be safe.

As a result, the old man waved to him, "Yi Lin, come and come to my study."

Yang Yilin has a big head. How can he be called?

Very reluctant to follow behind the grandfather, slowly into the study.

"Grandfather, what can I do for you?" Before he was sure what it was, he kept a happy expression and pretended to be stupid.

"Take this." Take out the old man's bag and open it.

"You want to give me a red envelope?"

"Who says it's for you. It's for the unborn great grandson. You can give it to Zhenzhen later." The old man glared at him. He didn't have a good temper.

"I can't take this. You'd better wait for your great grandson to give it to him in person after he is born." Yang Yilin skimmed his lips, not for him. Bai was happy.

"You can take it, in case I can't wait for that time..." the old man was in a hurry.

"Bah, bah, what are you talking about? Touch the wood. What's your name? You can live a long life. " Yang Yilin immediately grabbed the old man's hand and touched it on the table.

The old man gave him a look of disgust, and then shook off his hand, "long life, I'm not an old man, quick and quick, take your things and get out of here!"

Yang Yilin: "what did I do wrong?

He spent the whole day in a life of doubt.

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