On the basketball court, a group of young people are showing off their exuberant energy.
On a cold day, a group of guys only wore thin sweaters. The fierce confrontation made them all sweat profusely. White mist kept rising from their spiky heads. They looked as if they had just been blasted by a cannon.
In fact, it is caused by the mist condensed by hot sweat and cold air.
"Pass the ball!"
"Bang... bang..."
"Tsk, Fang Wu, you really stink! Next time, don't throw the ball, and pass it quickly!"
"Eh? Here's a car, it seems like the director is good at it!"
Fang Wu, the second eldest son of Aunt Sun's family, who had just hit the ball, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the gate of the family courtyard. A familiar Volga drove in.
"What a great talent, I can hear his car with my eyes closed!"
"Let's go, let's see what he's doing."
The group of people didn't care about playing ball anymore, quickly found the clothes they had taken off before, put them on, and chased after Volga.
When the nearby employees and family members who were watching the excitement or playing table tennis heard that their beloved Director Chu was coming, they quickly followed him.
Chu Heng quickly drove to the No. 1 building.
As soon as the family of three got out of the car, Fang Wu, Guo Xia and others ran over.
"Brother! Sister-in-law."
"Director!"
In a blink of an eye, a group of people gathered in the middle.
Chu Heng looked at Fang Wu and others who were sweating profusely, and asked with a smile: "Hey, why is there still smoke coming from this head? What are you doing?"
"Hey, let's play basketball."
"Wear a hat, you won't be afraid of catching a cold in this cold weather."
"Hey, it's okay, I'm used to it."
After saying a few words to Fang Wu and other young people, the others also came over.
"Director, are you here to see my father-in-law?" Huang Mingfeng walked forward with a smile, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, then looked at Ni Yinghong: "My brothers and sisters are here too."
"Brother Huang." Ni Yinghong greeted with a smile, and then greeted the others in a circle one by one.
Then a group of people chatted for a while. Zhou Xueyang, the head of the publicity section, looked at Chu Zhecheng in Xiao Ni's arms and asked with a smile: "Hey, isn't this Chu Zhecheng? Do you still remember you, Uncle Zhou?"
Chu Zhecheng has never been afraid of strangers, and he even has a bit of social awkwardness. He also has a lively mind and is quite like his father. Although he has long forgotten who Zhou Xueyang is, it doesn't matter. Don't they say he is Uncle Zhou?
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His dark eyes blinked, and he immediately shouted: "Happy New Year, Uncle Huang!"
"Okay, okay, hey, this kid is really rare." Zhou Xueyang suddenly smiled, hurriedly reached into his pocket, took out two dollars and stuffed it into Chu Zhecheng's hand: "Hurry, take it, this is the red envelope given by the uncle.
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"No, no, no, what are you doing? This is it, take it back quickly."
"Oh, director, brothers and sisters, there aren't many for the children. It's just a lucky break for the Chinese New Year."
"Whatever is auspicious or unlucky, you are all feudal dregs, take it back."
"That won't work, just put it away quickly."
After a lot of pushing and pushing, the two dollars finally ended up in Chu Zhecheng's hands. Seeing this, other people came forward one after another, regardless of whether they recognized him or not.
"Come and wish your Uncle Fang a happy new year."
"Happy New Year, Uncle Fang!"
"Haha, hurry up, keep the red envelope."
"Bless Aunt Zhang too, and she will give you a big red envelope."
"Happy Chinese New Year with a big red envelope."
"Pfft, good fellow, the children were even confused. They called me by the wrong name. It was Aunt Zhang."
There were twenty or thirty employees and family members surrounding Chu Heng. Each of them was stuffed with a red envelope, ranging from five yuan more to one or two yuan less. If you add one more, it would be almost over a hundred.
At first, Chu Heng and his wife were still trying to stop him, but later they were really tired of dealing with it, so they simply ignored it and took it as they were given, and then repaid the favor later when they had an opportunity.
As for the handling of red envelopes, Chu Zhecheng was also very familiar with it. After receiving it, he gave it to my mother: "Mom, here, keep it for me to marry my wife."
"Oh, haha, how old are you and you still want to get a wife?"
"This child from the Chu Suo family is really interesting."
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw this.
"Chu Zhecheng." A young daughter-in-law holding a little daughter came forward and teased: "What do you think of my aunt's sister? Can she be your daughter-in-law?"
Chu Zhecheng tilted his head and looked at the little girl, with a red face and a runny nose. After thinking about it seriously, he shook his head: "No, I want to marry Sister Liu Hong!"
Naturally, at such a young age, he didn't know what it meant to marry a wife. He only knew that he wanted to be with her every day, and he liked playing with Liu Hong the most, so he said this.
"You are rebelling against Tiangang, you bastard!" But after hearing this, Chu Heng's eyelids jumped for a while, and he scolded with glaring eyes: "If you dare to fall in love with her, my legs will be broken for you!"
"What are you doing? You are serious about being serious with children. You are really good at it." Ni Yinghong rolled her eyes speechlessly, then looked at the others and said, "Let's go up first. Let's talk some other time."
"Let's go, let's talk later, it's cold enough, don't let the child freeze."
"Let's have some drinks at home later, Chu Suo?"
"I won't drink anymore. I'll leave another day."
After saying goodbye to everyone, Chu Heng took his wife and children upstairs.
As soon as the family of three arrived on the second floor, they saw the door of room 201 suddenly opened, and Father Ni walked out of it wearing a piece of clothes. When he saw them coming up, he said with a smile: "I feel like this is the place downstairs."
The movement sounds like you are coming."
As he spoke, Father Ni walked forward, hugged Chu Zhecheng, gave him a rare kiss, and asked, "Do you miss me, grandpa?"
"Yeah, I thought about it!" Chu Zhecheng put his arms around his grandfather's neck and kissed him back.
"Haha, your love for my grandson is not in vain."
Ni's father laughed and carried the child into the house, followed closely by Chu Heng and Ni Yinghong.
"Here comes Tsuneko."
As soon as he entered the house, Mother Ni came over. Seeing that Chu Heng was still holding something in his hand, he stepped forward helplessly and took it: "Why are you bringing something again? There is nothing missing at home. Besides, didn't you come back two days ago?"
I’ve already taken a lot.”
"They were given to me by others, and I don't need so much. Just help me digest them." Chu Heng walked into the living room and sat down with a smile.
"Sister, brother-in-law!"
At this time, brother-in-law Ni Zhen and sister-in-law Ni Yinghong heard the noise and ran out of their respective rooms.
Chu Heng's house originally had two bedrooms and one bright hall, but now it was changed by Ni's father into three bedrooms and one dark hall. He and Ni's mother share a bedroom, Ni Zhen and Ni Yinghua share a bedroom, and Ni Chen's family lives in the sister-in-law's room.
The suite is not far away, it's in the same building, but it's not a unit.
I don’t know how many people are envious of this housing condition.
"Come, drink tea."
At this time, Ni's mother brought a cup of tea to her precious uncle, and then asked: "Is there anything you want to do when you come here today?"
"It's something." Ni Yinghong nodded and said, "Chu Heng is going to Bingcheng tomorrow. Let's come over and ask you if you have anything to bring."
"Oh, why didn't you tell me this earlier?" Mother Ni frowned when she heard this, and couldn't help complaining: "I'm leaving tomorrow, and you're telling me now, so I have nothing to prepare."
"I was in a hurry, and I just decided on it today." Chu Heng explained.
"Tsk."
Mother Ni quickly thought about it, then got up and went to make arrangements: "What about that, Lao Ni, go find the shirt I bought for you and take it to my dad. I will buy you another one later."
