When he heard his mother calling Qingqiu, Chu Tianfeng turned around.
When he saw it, his daughter and son-in-law were walking this way carrying large and small bags. Although he knew that they were not here to see him, Chu Tianfeng still couldn't help but smile on his face.
Behind him, Ren Xiuying passed him and trotted up to meet him, just like Chu Qingqiu did when she was a child, when she walked in from school and threw herself into her grandma's arms.
Holding her granddaughter's hand, Ren Suying just kept smiling. After a while, she said: "I'm back."
Chu Qingqiu wiped the tears from the corners of her grandma's eyes and said with a smile, "I'm back."
As she said that, she smiled and said to the grandfather behind her: "Grandpa, I'm back."
Chu Weiguo was actually only one step slower than Ren Xiuying. When he realized that everyone else was looking at him, the corners of his raised mouth immediately dropped.
After a while.
"Huh! I haven't prepared any food for you, so just have some for lunch."
After speaking with a serious face, he turned around, ignored Chu Tianfeng who was standing there like a telephone pole, and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.
However, what was different from usual was that his feet were much lighter, and the original serious expression on his face was replaced by a bright smile.
He even hummed a ditty.
The good granddaughter is back!
Oops, why didn't you call me and tell me before you came?
Was I too serious just now? What if my good granddaughter thinks I don’t welcome her?
What else is in the refrigerator in the kitchen? If I cook ten dishes now, can I make it in time for the meal?
Looking at his back, Ren Xiuying said angrily: "This damn old man doesn't know how to speak well."
Holding Chu Qingqiu's hand, she looked at her grandson-in-law and said, "Xiaowu, don't be like that old man. Grandma welcomes you on behalf of him and this family!"
Zhou Ziwu smiled and said, "Thank you, grandma."
"Hey!" Ren Xiuying said happily: "The song you sang in the Spring Festival Gala this year... what is the sky and what is the dragon?"
"The dragon scales of heaven and earth." Zhou Ziwu added.
"Yes, Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth." Ren Xiuying gave a thumbs up: "You sing so well! The neighbors all praise you, but it makes us proud. Even that damn old man said you sang well."
As she was talking, she suddenly slapped herself on the head and said, "Look at my brain. I'm just talking. Come in quickly. It's very cold outside."
"good."
Zhou Ziwu smiled and nodded. When he passed by his "scumbag" father-in-law, who was carrying a gift in both hands, he nodded slightly as a greeting to him.
Seeing several people entering the house happily, Chu Tianfeng lowered his head and looked at the gifts in his hands.
Compared with the beautifully packaged and high-end gifts in the hands of my daughter and son-in-law, the eggs and pure milk in my own hands seemed shabby.
The cheap-looking new shoes under my feet have become stained with dirt from walking and have become no longer white.
After a moment of silence, he placed the gift on the ground and reached for his pocket with his right hand, but found nothing.
Only then did he remember that he had quit smoking.
"Grandma, you and Qingqiu chat first while I go outside for a walk."
In the living room, after greeting them both, Zhou Ziwu left the room.
When I came to the yard, I looked sideways at the kitchen and saw that the old man inside was busy working with a smile on his face. He shook his head with a smile and walked out of the yard.
Outside the door, his "scumbag" father-in-law was still standing there, staring blankly at the door, wondering what he was thinking.
Zhou Ziwu came to him and wanted to offer him a cigarette, but found that he didn't have such a thing in his pocket.
"No need, I quit."
Looking at his movements, Chu Tianfeng probably guessed what he meant.
"Come in and sit for a while." Zhou Ziwu said.
Chu Tianfeng was a little moved, but after a moment, he still shook his head and said: "We can't get in."
"Can't get in" instead of "can't get in". When the order is changed, the meaning is completely different.
"Do you think I'm funny?"
He wanted to preserve his dignity as a father-in-law in front of his son-in-law, but after two meetings and two humiliations, he couldn't even enter the house today.
What qualifications does a father-in-law like this have to show off? I'm afraid he has already become a joke in people's hearts.
Zhou Ziwu shook his head.
"Can you do me a favor?" Chu Tianfeng asked.
"You say."
Chu Tianfeng bent down, lifted up the milk and eggs on the ground, and handed them to him, "Take this in for me, they don't want what I gave them."
Zhou Ziwu took it and said, "I will. Is there anything else you want to say to Qingqiu?"
He will not choose to forgive Chu Tianfeng on behalf of the Chu family members without authorization. He has not experienced what they have experienced, and he will not do such things as compromising others.
However, he could also see that the father-in-law in front of him was sincerely repentant, so he was still willing to help with this small favor.
Chu Tianfeng pursed his lips, and after a long while, he shook his head dejectedly, "No, I just hope you can be nicer to her."
After speaking, he took out a small stack of red tickets from his pocket, counted out four, and handed the remaining ones to Zhou Ziwu.
Zhou Ziwu waved his hand, "There's no need for lucky money."
Chu Tianfeng's half-stretched hand suddenly froze.
"..."
"Give this to me, too."
"It turns out it's for the second elder, haha." Zhou Ziwu laughed awkwardly, transferred the eggs and milk to one hand, and took the money he handed over.
Chu Tianfeng nodded and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly remembered something.
He took out the four hundred yuan from his pocket again, leaving one piece, and handed the rest to Zhou Ziwu again, "This is the money for the ticket I borrowed from you last time. It took me so long to pay it back.
I’m sorry.”
To be honest, if Chu Tianfeng hadn't mentioned it, Zhou Ziwu would have forgotten about it.
However, he did not refuse the money because he did not lack the three hundred. Instead, he reached out and took it, "Okay, we are settled."
"Yeah." Chu Tianfeng smiled, suddenly feeling that he had finally regained some face in front of his son-in-law.
Seeing that he seemed to be leaving, Zhou Ziwu said, "Are you leaving? I'm afraid this hundred yuan won't be enough for travel expenses. How about I give you more..."
"No need." Chu Tianfeng said with a smile: "This time I plan to find a job closer to home, so that if anything happens at home, I can get there in time."
…
Enter the living room.
Zhou Ziwu put the eggs and milk in his hand into the pile of gifts in front of the two of them.
What surprised him was that neither Chu Dahu nor Ren Xiuying, who had reacted fiercely before, said anything.
This made him hold all the reasons inside.
Logically speaking, the two of them should be able to tell who sent the eggs and milk.
Zhou Ziwu suddenly felt that the two people in the living room seemed to be hiding something from him.
Half past twelve noon.
A family of four sat at a big table, preparing to eat.
Chu Weiguo finally made ten vegetables and one soup. Of course, six of them were steamed vegetables, which came out of one pot. If they were stir-fried vegetables, then I don't know what time it would be to eat.
Facing his good granddaughter's look of "Is this what you mean when you don't prepare any food, just make do with it?", Chu Weiguo said with a cold face: "Are you coming or not? Your grandma and I both eat this. Why, we can't eat it."
Good order?"
"Okay, of course." Chu Qingqiu smiled and said, "Don't say ten dishes, even a hundred dishes are appropriate."
If she was a child, she might still feel that her grandfather didn't love her, but now, doesn't she understand what kind of awkward character the old man has?
Ren Xiuying is too lazy to talk about this old man. You said that you are half buried in the ground. Can you just talk to make people worry less? You still let people guess what you are thinking all day long, just like a child.
Maybe he was a little embarrassed by being looked at, so Chu Weiguo said: "Let's eat."
After a sound of bowls clattering, Ren Xiuying sighed.
"What's wrong, grandma, the food isn't to your liking?" Chu Qingqiu asked with concern.
Ren Xiuying shook her head, "No, don't you think this room is too quiet?"
"It seems a little bit. How about I turn on the TV."
"No need." Ren Xiuying stopped her granddaughter who was about to get up, and looked at her with hatred, "You girl, I don't know if you really don't understand or you are just pretending. What I mean is that you two should have a baby as soon as possible.
If I have a grandson in my arms, won’t this house be lively?”
Grandma's words reminded Chu Qingqiu of the four sentences on the bamboo sticks in Xiangjie Temple, as well as the prediction made by the master at the interpretation office that he would have two children in the future, and a certain hateful guy's words "I am not in good health."
question".
Her face suddenly turned red.
Seeing one of the young couple blushing but not speaking, and the other staring at the other only smiling but not speaking, Ren Xiuying thought she had found the crux of the problem.
"Qingqiu, I know you may think I'm nagging, but I still want to say that we can't make enough money. Once the optimal childbearing age is passed, it will not be good for you or the child in your belly.
.So, hurry up, did you hear me?"
"I know, grandma."
If looks could kill, Chu Qingqiu had killed this guy who agreed without authorization countless times.
You already know what it is, you are going to die.
"It's good to know." Ren Xiuying smiled and felt relieved.
After lunch, Zhou Ziwu took out the money from his pocket and put it on the table, "Grandpa and grandma, someone asked me to give this to you two."
He didn't say who it was, but everyone here was not a fool. As long as they thought about it for a moment, they would know who the person he was talking about was.
Chu Qingqiu looked complicated, Ren Xiuying lost her smile, and only Chu Weiguo reacted the most intensely.
"Hmph, when did you let him bribe you?" Chu Weiguo said angrily: "I tell you, if you are with him, then you should leave as soon as possible. Now, give him back his money
he."
Upon hearing this, Ren Xiuying was not happy, "Whoever leaves, you have to leave."
Seeing that a quarrel was about to start, Zhou Ziwu said: "Both of you, please calm down. In the worst case, I will return the money to him later."
"snort!"
Chu Weiguo snorted again, stood up and left the table.
When he came to the wall where gifts were piled, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the two familiar eggs and milk on the ground.
Zhou Ziwu was a little worried, this old man wouldn't throw things out, would he?
However, unexpectedly, Chu Weiguo didn't say anything more and left directly.
behind.
Zhou Ziwu suddenly couldn't understand.
What does this mean?
…
Online.
An event that has been canceled for many years is back on people's radar.
CCTV Spring Festival Gala restarts the selection of "My Favorite Spring Festival Gala Program".
One stone stirred up a thousand waves. When the CCTV Spring Festival Gala directing team officially announced the news on the CCTV website, the hot search lists on major social platforms quickly occupied it.
For a time, countless netizens were surprised: What happened this year?
The "My Favorite Spring Festival Gala Program" selection activity has been held for 22 consecutive years. In previous years, after watching the CCTV Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve, the audience began to look forward to the Lantern Festival Award Ceremony and CCTV Lantern Festival
Party.
But as time went by, everyone discovered that the number one they voted for was not the same program as the one that actually won the award.
As doubts grew year by year, the selection program was directly canceled by the director of the Spring Festival Gala ten years ago, and it was never mentioned again in subsequent Spring Festival Galas.
A selection event that was well received by the audience has thus become history.
Looking back at history, it seems that the decline in reputation of the Spring Festival Gala began in the year when a large number of viewers questioned the "My Favorite Spring Festival Gala Program" selection activity.
The reason why Huang Lizheng chose to restart the event this year also had his own considerations.
Previously, when someone asked why they didn’t watch the Spring Festival Gala, the most frequent answer was: the program is boring and not good to watch.
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As the general director of this year's Spring Festival Gala, Huang Lizheng thought about why people thought the program was not good to watch. In the end, he came to the conclusion that it might be related to the cancellation of this selection event.
When the selection activities were still going on, although there may be shady events in the future, it was also an incentive for the actors participating in the Spring Festival Gala.
For grassroots actors, the Spring Festival Gala may be an unattainable dream, but for those "old fritters" who have attended it once, twice, three or four times or even ten or twenty times, the Spring Festival Gala is just a performance.
In the past, when there was a selection event, these "old fritters" would do their best to win awards, but with the cancellation of the awards, the incentive is gone.
Without incentives, there is no motivation.
Without motivation, the quality of the program will naturally decline.
The purpose of Huang's effort to restart the selection activity is to re-mobilize the enthusiasm of these "old fritters".
A glimpse of the leopard can be seen through the pipe. The overwhelming praise for this year's Spring Festival Gala on the Internet also proves that his attempt was indeed successful.
In order to put an end to the previous "wholesale" awarding of first, second and third place prizes in the language, opera, singing and dancing categories, where several programs won awards at each level, Huang Lizheng also made huge adjustments to this year's selection.
That is to say, the selection of programs is no longer classified. No matter what type of program you are, you will all participate in the ranking.
Among them, there will be one first prize, two second prizes, three third prizes and five outstanding programs.
There are dozens of programs, but there are only eleven award-winning places in total, which greatly increases the gold content of the awards. Especially the first prize, its gold content is unmatched by any industry in previous years.
At the same time, Huang strives to start from himself and strictly requires the members of the directing team to take care of themselves and resolutely eliminate unnecessary external factors from affecting the selection results.
He doesn't know if the subsequent Spring Festival Gala directors will be able to abide by the rules he set. He only knows that he will have a clear conscience this year.
When the Spring Festival Gala director team released the specific voting rules, Zhou Ziwu's fans became excited.