"Wait, find me some slippers, I'll change my shoes." When Chen Weiwei arrived at the door, she stopped at the clean and tidy house, although it was not magnificent, but it was clean and tidy. "Don't get it dirty."

"Wear this." Lao Si found a pair of pink cotton drag from the shoe rack. "It's brand new, I've never worn it."

"Then just give me an old one." Chen Weiwei felt even more embarrassed to wear it when she heard the fourth brother say this.

"Don't be rude. If you are really embarrassed, you will be in the kitchen at night, I will pick vegetables, and we will work together." The fourth brother likes her and can do everything clearly.

"This is no problem." After Chen Weiwei entered the house, Ling Er winked at Lao Wu, and Lao Wu happily poured a cup of tea for Chen Weiwei.

The brother and sister have an agreement. If the fifth brother performs well, he will not go to the cram school during the winter vacation.

Usually, even if she has a cold or a fever, she can insist on going out to play. If she sneezes in class, but it is the same as in the late stage of cancer, it is not comfortable or easy.

Anyway, if you can avoid going to school, try not to go to school.

Her goal has always been very simple, just pass the exam.

After finally having a holiday, she even asked her to go to a cram school to learn calligraphy. It would be strange if she was happy.

"Thank you." Chen Weiwei was afraid that she would be hot, so she hurriedly came to meet and took the teacup.

As soon as the teacup was put down, the fourth brother took her upstairs to look at the room. She was not picky, only in the room was fine.

The fourth brother found a sheet and covered it, and the two of them cleaned up the shop.

When it snowed late, Ling Er drove to his elder sister's house. It was New Year's Eve tomorrow and he would take it over and have a reunion dinner together.

The houses on Ling Daikun and his elder sister are much smaller than those on his, so only here can he squeeze in so many people at once.

According to the older generation, confinement is a shameful thing. Ling Er sneered at this statement, but in order not to be scolded, he still strictly abides by it.

He wrapped his elder sister in a quilt and wrapped her in airtightly, then asked her to sit in a wheelchair, pushed her downstairs, and then asked Abaolu to carry her to the car.

After getting home, a eldest sister took charge of the overall situation, and Ling Er didn't have to worry about anything.

Anyway, the eldest sister moved her mouth and ran away, and the fourth brother was the one who broke her legs. The preparations before the New Year are just as indispensable.

In the evening, Huang Liyu and Chen Weiwei were in charge of the chef and cooked a full table of dishes.

With the encouragement of the fourth brother, the eldest sister not only walked around and took a shower, but also sat on the dining table.

"Oh, what can I do if I have confinement illness?" From beginning to end, the old lady of the Fu family kept nagging. This time, she was very persistent.

After all, she is very experienced, how can young people have her?

"If I don't take a shower, I'll get smelly. If I really lie down for a month, I can't see anyone." The eldest sister was also a little worried.

However, she chose the words of her younger sister and younger brother who were more knowledgeable.

Moreover, the words of younger brothers and sisters are also correct. In the past, I was unable to take a bath during confinement because the conditions in the countryside are not good and the water quality is poor. It is easy to get infected when taking a bath at home.

Now that the conditions are good, there are clean and bright bathrooms and good water quality to get wet in the rain, the older generation may not be able to do it.

If personal hygiene is done well, it will be easier to recover.

"Then it hurts here and there itch from now on, don't say I didn't explain it." Old Mrs. Fu said in anger.

"Old sister, don't worry, it's okay." Huang Liyu was still patiently convinced the old lady.

After dinner, Ling Daikun shyly approached Ling Er who was standing at the door and handed him a cigarette abnormally.

"Is there anything wrong?" Ling Er rushed both Huang and Corgi into the garage next to him.

"I won't celebrate the Chinese New Year." For the first time, Ling Daikun began to carefully talk.

"There is no money?" Ling Er asked.

In most cases, if it were not forcing me to do so, Ling Daikun would not be willing to be a "grandson".

"No," Ling Daikun said with a smile, "I mean that there are so many people during the New Year. Your brother hasn't come back this year. I'm alone outside, so it's almost a big deal."

"Do you miss your old son? What a simple thing, just hang up the phone." Ling Er joked.

"The phone bill is so expensive, save some money." In the eyes of the second son, he was not as good as his father, and it was already good that the father and son did not make enemies.

Ling Daikun still thinks about him?

Isn’t this a problem to find trouble!

"There are still people coming to our house for the New Year?" Ling Er guessed.

"You Aunt Huang is the only one in the family, you know that," Ling Daikun smiled and said, "The old man and the old lady are old, so I just think about it."

"You ask the fourth brother to drive and take it over and have fun together for the New Year." Ling Er had no intention of objection.

"No, no, we can go by ourselves." Ling Daikun smiled even happier.

On New Year's Eve, it was originally the time for thousands of families to reunite, but a new resident suddenly moved in to the community, only one house was separated from the Li family.

Ling Daikun was originally standing by the iron fence of his house and looking at it, but in the end he couldn't help but be curious. He took two steps and looked at it in front of the door.

"Come on, come on a cigarette." The male owner was a tall and fat young man, who took the initiative to chat with Ling Daikun.

"Will you still move?" Ling Daikun took the cigarette, but didn't look at the sign. After lit it, the smoke rolled into his mouth and tasted it.

He doesn't even want to smoke this kind of cigarette.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with this, I decided temporarily." The fat man then sighed, "It's nothing to move. I have a car and I'll take it over. Even if the supermarket is closed, there are so many things that are not easy to buy."

Ling Daikun spitted out a smoke, "It's a coincidence that my eldest daughter runs a supermarket. I'll ask you what you want, and then open the door and you can take it yourself."

"That would be better." The man said happily, and went back to the house and followed the cleaner woman after muttering for a few words, and followed Ling Daikun's back.

Ling Daikun went into the house and found Fubaolu directly. Fubaolu agreed without thinking.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s the morning or evening of making money. If it weren’t forcing his wife and brother-in-law, he wouldn’t have closed the door so early. According to his ideas, it would be better to open until the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Ling Er didn't pay attention at all, until he saw the fat man, he felt very familiar.

The fat man saw him too.

He asked with a smile, "This world is so small. I won't know me so soon?"

"A bear, Gao Xiaofei!"

The world is so small!

Even Ling Er was beaten to death and never thought that he would meet his former high school deskmate here.

"Hehe" Gao Xiaofei smiled and said, "I have been trying to find you, but I haven't found you."

Ling Er asked, "Are you getting rich?"
Chapter completed!