Xu Qinglian became angry and punched Wang Ai in the left eye. Wang Ai screamed "Oh!" and stepped back three steps. He fell to the ground exaggeratedly and rolled around on the ground with his head in his hands: "Murder my dear!"
Husband, Jin Lian! You can’t listen to Mrs. Wang..."
Xu Qinglian, who has been deceived by Wang Ai countless times, has long been immune to Wang Ai's exaggerated acting skills. Now she hears Wang Ai shouting "Golden Lotus" and "Wang Po" again, and she still doesn't know.
What is this talking about? He rushed forward, grabbed Wang Ai's hand, and tried to tear his mouth apart.
The two of them were arguing when they heard the sound of the stairs.
It turned out that Ai Xiaoqing had been looking at her shoulders for a long time with a smile on her face. Just now Wang Ai entered the house, and Ai Xiaoqing woke up. There were a lot of things happening on New Year's Eve. When Wang Ai wanted to hug, Ai Xiaoqing was downstairs.
She heard it the next moment, fearing that the two children would be embarrassed, so it was okay to hug two little people who were in love with each other. She was a little confused about Wang Ai, even though he was her own son, he was too weird. But to Xu Qinglian, she was
I am very confident that this little girl has the right idea.
Just when she was about to check her watch to control the time for the two to hug, she didn't expect that the plot upstairs suddenly changed from a youth drama to a ethics drama. Wang Ai made Xu Qinglian angry with just one sentence. Ai Xiaoqing felt funny and walked upstairs.
Lou then saw Wang Ai being knocked down by Xu Qinglian with a punch, and then... his son started to behave...
Is the next generation starting to fall in love like this? How interesting!
Ai Xiaoqing had no sense of shame as a voyeur, and instead watched with gusto. If Xu Qinglian hadn't torn Wang Ai's mouth out in anger, the two of them rolled to the ground, the buttons of Xu Qinglian's pajamas were all unbuttoned, and Ai Xiaoqing still couldn't bear to make any noise.
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"Auntie!" Xu Qinglian stood up and didn't know where to put her hands and feet. She even glanced at Wang Ai secretly. She was afraid that she might get a panda eye and didn't know how to tell Ai Xiaoqing that he was her son after all...
Ai Xiaoqing glared at Wang Ai who nodded and bowed, walked to Xu Qinglian and knelt down, hugged her hard and kissed her: "Good girl, that's right, you have to beat this skinny monkey! Today counts.
It's easy for him. If you don't beat him, I will beat him. Go, ignore this mangy dog, wash your face, and help your aunt cook! Today is New Year's Eve, and the New Year's Eve dinner has to be prepared early in the morning. By the way, you
The shrimp dumplings I made last time didn’t have any filling..."
Ai Xiaoqing pulled Xu Qinglian, who was smiling broadly, downstairs.
Wang Ai took his luggage back to the room with a smile. When he went to Haikou, he had to check in a large bag. When he came back, he was carrying a bag. He didn't know that these friends were using pens, wearing jerseys, and playing football after separation.
Do you think of this hard work in Haikou? It’s not a loss if you can think of it a little bit.
Ozil has also returned to Germany. He is still too young and has been away from home for half a month. Mr. Mustafa has already called to urge him.
Suddenly, Wang Ai remembered the names between her mother and Xu Qinglian. It was very interesting. It seemed that from some unknown time, Ai Xiaoqing started calling Xu Qinglian "daughter", while Xu Qinglian always called her "Auntie Ai".
It was strange, and what was even stranger was that both of them thought it was normal.
After Wang Ai packed up, he strolled downstairs. In the kitchen on the first floor, Ai Xiaoqing was cutting meat facing the door, while Xu Qinglian picked vegetables with her back to the door. Seeing Wang Ai go downstairs, Ai Xiaoqing glared at Wang Ai.
Ai glanced at her and said: "Wall your dad, doesn't he want beef stew? You are a pair of lazy idiots! Come on, my good daughter, have you picked the vegetables?"
"Okay!" Xu Qinglian stood up happily.
Wang Ai turned around and called Wang Bin, feeling so happy that she almost flew away. Just when Ai Xiaoqing glared, Wang Ai realized that Ai Xiaoqing's "good daughter" was not a real daughter, but meant "daughter-in-law"
!According to Northeastern customs, an unmarried daughter-in-law cannot change her name and can only be called "Auntie".
Mom is better! Not only did she accept Xu Qinglian, she was also considering the future relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. The closeness between mother and daughter made Wang Ai even more happy, which showed that Ai Xiaoqing really liked Xu Qinglian. If she didn’t like it, just follow Ai Xiaoqing
With his temperament, taking care of food, clothing, housing, and monthly pocket money is enough for his son's trust, but how can it be so easy to sincerely accept it and be so affectionate? Forget it for Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing, a poor and humble couple.
They support each other, but Ai Xiaoqing is very arrogant about her son's marriage. Most girls would not even take a look at it. This kind of intimacy cannot be faked.
The family of four had a casual breakfast, Wang Bin stewed a pot of beef all morning, and left the rest alone. Wang Ai even pretended to be an uncle, and was kicked by Xu Qinglian with a black face during lunch. There was no way, this
I was very tired after being in Haikou for less than half a month. My body was fine but my heart was tired.
In the afternoon, Wang Bin went back to Wangjia Village. Although he was neither salty nor salty with the Wang family, Ai Xiaoqing simply refused to go, but as the eldest son, Wang Bin had to go, but that was it, just one meal in the afternoon.
He's back. Wang Bin doesn't have much time in Liaoyang now. Many times when he visits the city leaders, the leaders will pick him up from the door. As one of the three largest private papermaking groups in the country, Liaoning Northern Paper Group is the obvious leader and leader.
, has a decisive influence on the development layout of China's light industry, the development layout of the paper industry, and the layout of civilian paper in East Asia. It can even indirectly affect the civilian paper market in Asia through allies. Now Wang Bin often attends meetings of ministries and commissions, and is
Figures that national leaders have met with many times. For example, in July last year, when the General Secretary visited Russia, Wang Bin's name was prominently among the entourage reported by "Xinwen Lianbo".
Therefore, the longer they were separated, the more frightened the Wang family became. Especially when they saw Wang Bin in suits and leather shoes following the General Secretary, standing among a group of entrepreneurs, shaking hands with the Russian President one by one on TV, the Wang family also pretended to be a grandson.
The elderly Ai family members were almost scared to death! Not to mention Wang Bin, even Ai Xiaoqing could wipe out their family with just one breath. For example, as the person in charge of the largest flower planting and sales company in the three eastern provinces and eastern Inner Mongolia, in one sentence
If you say this, you can destroy the economic foundation of Wangjiacun. If I don’t accept your flowers, it will be over. Then the Wang family still wants to stay in Wangjiacun?
Wang Bin goes there every year, trying to comfort him: We won't retaliate, but that's it.
In the afternoon, when Wang Bin was in Wangjiacun, father and daughter Huang An and Huang Xin came.
Huang An's previous generation of elders are gone, Huang Xin's mother died early, and Huang worked hard to raise his daughter. Now Huang is having an affair with a widowed teacher in the school.
It's not that far away. But every time during the Chinese New Year, it's boring for the father and daughter to be alone at home. Thinking of Huang Xin's mother makes it easy to cry. Ever since Huang Xin became Wang Ai's tutor in 1996, during the Chinese New Year
The two families met often. Especially when Huang Xin followed Wang Ai to study in Beijing in 1998, they simply spent the Chinese New Year together every year. There were no old people, they were similar in age, and they had a lot in common. Huang An was a free and easy person.
They are generous and happy with poverty, so they get along very well with each other.
Huang An is now one of Wang Bin's few "rich and humble friends".
There were only six people in total at the New Year's Eve dinner, but they came from three families. No one felt alienated, and they were chatting and laughing more and more.
After the meal, several people sat in the living room and chatted while watching the Spring Festival Gala. Huang An went back by himself in the middle of the night. He had to pay New Year's greetings to his boss the next morning and had a girlfriend on his mind. Huang Xin felt much more at ease.
During the Spring Festival holiday, I stayed at Wang Ai's house almost every day. I couldn't leave even if I wanted to. Wang Ai wouldn't agree. This is my only friend.
At noon on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the busy New Year greetings on the phone among several people came to an end. Wang Ai smiled and pushed a long string of Rimowa to the dining table.
"Xu Qinglian, you've always pried my bag, right?"
"No way!"
"Hehe, this is a gift for all of you! I just received gifts from Sister Huang Xin and Uncle Huang, and I also received gifts from my parents. Now I want to reveal my gift! You have been wanting to see it for a long time, right?"
None of the four people said anything, but they were very interested. Wang Ai looked at these seven or eight shiny silver aluminum alloy bags when they were delivered to his home. No one gave them the keys, and no one knew where they were hidden.
So the curiosity remains until now.
"Now is the time to witness the miracle!" Wang Ai shouted and opened the bags one by one.
Against the background of the beautiful chandelier in the living room, pieces of light radiate out!
