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325 Spring Festival Gala

Jiang Biyun said with a smile: "I do have to be polite to others, but I don't have to be courteous to you, Zhong Yuemin. I'm afraid you will bite me in the face."

Zheng Tong also shouted: "Look at how old you are. You have to hold out your hands for clothes and open your mouth for food. Go to work quickly. The working people are the most glorious."

"Hey, you are just a woman who follows your husband. Zheng Tong, you can't do this either. Your husband is weak."

Jiang Biyun said: "Stop sowing discord. We are fine. But I know that you provoked Zhou Xiaobai again. Can you be a human being? Zhou Xiaobai called me yesterday and accused you for half the night."

Zhong Yuemin was dumbfounded and asked in surprise: "Ah, Zhou Xiaobai called you, what did she tell you?"

"What else can I say? I'm just accusing you. I didn't tell you the specific situation. I didn't know you were coming back. Otherwise, I would have knocked on your door last night. If you dare to provoke my sisters, I will never let you have an easy time."

Zhong Yuemin raised his hands: "Yes, I can't afford to offend her. Surrendering is not enough. I will never offend her in the future and let her quietly forget about me as a bastard. Is it possible?"

Jiang Biyun stared at Zhong Yuemin fiercely and said: "You know the truth, if you dare to do it again, I won't even give Jiang Hua the face."

Jiang Hua kicked Zhong Yuemin from behind: "As a soldier, you raise your hands above your head. How shameless."

Zhong Yuemin said nonchalantly: "As long as you don't raise your hands on the battlefield, what's the point?"

The third daughter-in-law has never met Zhong Yuemin, but as the host, she said: "Since you want to drink, I will cook you two more dishes."

The third child nodded: "Make some more dishes. This is Zhong Yuemin's first time at our house, so we can't wait too long for him."

The third daughter-in-law walked to the kitchen. Zhong Yuemin walked up to the third child and said with a smile: "Third son, Shibie Sanri is very impressed. You are much smarter now than you were when you were a child. You married a wife earlier than me. When I saw this daughter-in-law,

Even if you are virtuous, you are still lucky."

The third child smiled honestly: "You think I don't know? You don't want to get married, otherwise you would have had a baby by now."

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "There's nothing wrong with what the third child said. If you want to get married, you can get married before jumping in line. Now your child can go to middle school."

Jiang Biyun put the rolled-out dumpling wrapper into Zhong Yuemin's hand: "If you want to eat dumplings, make them yourself. We here pay attention to making enough food and clothing by yourself."

"Okay, I can't beat you Jiang Biyun." Zhong Yuemin followed and learned how to make dumplings. As a veteran, he often helped cook, so he learned quickly.

Soon the dumplings were made and the third daughter-in-law's dishes were fried. Everyone sat down around the table, drank wine first, and then cooked the dumplings.

Zhong Yuemin took a bite of the cucumber, took a sip of wine, and said with satisfaction: "Lao San, you did a good job today. You must have spent a lot of money buying so many fresh vegetables."

Several people looked at each other. Zheng Tong looked at the third child, then at Zhong Yuemin, and finally asked Jiang Hua: "Didn't you tell Zhong Yuemin?"

Jiang Hua shook his head: "No, I thought you would tell him when you wrote a letter, and I never had the chance to tell him."

Zheng Tong also shook his head: "Why should I tell him this if I have nothing to do? I thought you would talk on the phone normally."

Zhong Yuemin was confused: "What riddles are you playing? What are you talking about to me?"

The third child is a simple and honest person, pointing to the vegetables and saying: "We grow these vegetables ourselves. This food trading company that serves thousands of families is opened by the three of us."

Zhong Yuemin quickly took a sip of wine to calm down his shock: "Let me tell you, why are you all shaking? It turns out that you are all bosses. I really look down on you."

Zhong Yuemin continued with a smile: "Then I ask the bosses to take more care of me. When I change jobs and come back, the bosses can't starve me."

Zheng Tong said generously: "Then don't worry, we can eat whatever we want and keep you hungry."

Zhong Yuemin hugged Zheng Tong and said, "I'm giving you a face, right? Just pull it a little bit, be careful I swallow you with your skin and bones."

The third child smiled and said, "That's right, Zheng Tong, you are so stupid. Jianghua is so big that he doesn't even say anything about his wealth. If you show off, you just lose your head and show your big eyes."

Zheng Tong pretended to slap his head: "Really, I forgot, Jiang Hua is the rich man, we are nothing, we still have to beg Boss Jiang for a meal."

Most people would be jealous if this were true, but Zhong Yuemin is a person who does not value money. He is just joking about it, but he is not jealous at all. The life he longs for is not a life of wealth.

After three drinks, the dumplings were put into the pot.

We are all old acquaintances, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was very lively. With so many people eating dumplings together, they tasted delicious.

When he returned home in the evening, Zhong Shanyue was already sitting on the sofa and resting. When he saw his two sons coming back, he glanced at them with too much eyelids and lowered his eyes again.

"Dad, you got off work early enough today."

"I'm getting older and I can't work overtime like those young people. Anyway, I've handed over the main work to young people. I'll finish these two years and prepare to retire."

Zhong Yuemin said: "It's good. Retire early. Then get a sword, go to the park to dance with the sword, and go for a walk. You have worked hard all your life, and you can also enjoy life."

Zhong Shanyue said angrily: "I don't have this leisure time anymore. I have already contacted him. When I retire, I will go to Beijing Normal University to make up for the regrets I had when I was young."

Zhong Yuemin asked in confusion: "Are you still going to school?"

"Why can't I go to school? I have to live and learn. I am not like you. I am uneducated and have no skills. Look at your brother and I. When we are at home, we both study hard with a book in hand. How different from you?

, I always drink heavily when Iā€™m on vacation.ā€

"Yes, yes, I can't say anything about you. From tomorrow on, I will also read and study. I will learn from you and not waste my time. That's all right."

Zhong Shanyue continued to read the newspaper, and after a while he raised his head and said: "There is something I forgot to mention. On the evening of the 30th, CCTV will hold a party for people of all ethnic groups to celebrate. Do you want to join in the fun? I

There are tickets here.ā€

Jiang Hua calculated with his fingers that this was the first Spring Festival Gala, and it was also the first time it was broadcast live. Jiang Hua had no plans to become a staple of the Spring Festival Gala, but it felt good to go and join in the fun of the first Spring Festival Gala.

Jiang Hua asked: "Go, why don't you go? Are you going or not?"

"I'm not going." Zhong Shanyue took out two tickets and said, "I'm old and can't stay up late. It is said that the party lasts until midnight. I don't have the energy."

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