Chapter 361: The Love of Everyone
Zeng Wenjie took a taxi to where he parked his Audi A8, got in the car, and drove onto the highway straight to his hometown.
Of course, he didn’t forget to curse the person behind Zeng Mi on the way.
What a bastard, why did he have to mess up such a good highway? He didn't even show any restraint. He deserved to be shot.
But Zeng Mi's painting skills are indeed quite good, and Zeng Wenjie was very satisfied with the revised drawing of Yu Ji.
It is conservative where it should be conservative, and seductive where it should be seductive. It is clearly not revealing, but it makes people want to be drawn into it.
The second character portrait of Xiang Yu is also very distinctive, using a relatively realistic two-dimensional style to show the temperament of the King of Western Chu.
Unfortunately, Xiang Yu is a rubbish hero in "Hero Killer" and is not worthy of Yu Ji's excellent skill attributes.
As for the current portraits of Xiang Yu and Yu Ji, Zeng Wenjie feels that they are much better than the original "Hero Killer".
Zeng Mi subsequently submitted many manuscripts, which were reviewed one by one by Zeng Wenjie, and the rework rate was extremely low.
"Let "Three Kingdoms Kill" die in my womb, so that future players won't have to curse your ancestors for eighteen generations."
Zeng Wenjie felt that he had done a great good deed and cleared away a lot of karma in the world.
It was already three o'clock when we arrived at Baishui Town.
Grandma, Mom and classmate Xiao Mu have been busy in the kitchen for a while, and there are bursts of fragrance wafting out of the kitchen.
Zeng Wenjie opened the door of his room and took a closer look. He was stunned. Oh my god, his grandfather and his father were playing "Tank War" there.
Grandpa was influenced by Xiao Mu and felt that playing games and playing Go online was much more interesting than going out for a walk and bragging to people everywhere. He became an Internet addict.
"Are you back? Are you done with your work?" Grandpa turned his head and looked at Zeng Wenjie and asked.
"I rushed back as soon as I finished my work. I should have had less dealings with the government. They didn't even let me go during the New Year!" Zeng Wenjie sighed pretentiously.
The strength of people who drive Cadillacs is that they lie without blinking.
After all, you can use the excuse of going to a bath center and saying that the steering wheel automatically went off the track!
Grandpa said: "You have such a big business, you should still make more contacts, but be careful not to get yourself into trouble."
Zeng Wenjie said, "I know what's going on. Thank you for reminding me, Grandpa."
Zeng Xiangdong smiled at his old father and said, "After all, my son is one of the top ten outstanding young people in our province. He doesn't need you to teach him."
Grandpa slapped him on the back of the head and cursed, "I see you haven't been spanked in a while, your skin is itching!"
"Hahaha, I'm telling the truth...that's what he said when I talked about him!" Zeng Xiangdong laughed.
The old man reached out and grabbed his wrist, but without much force, Zeng Xiangdong fell off the chair, his legs up in the air.
Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but burst into laughter. If he acted naughty in front of the old man, he would definitely suffer the consequences!
"It's New Year's Day, Dad, can you at least give me some face? After all, I'm a big boss now!" Zeng Xiangdong complained.
"Are you looking for a beating?" asked Grandpa.
Zeng Xiangdong didn't dare to criticize him anymore. He got up from the ground and sat up straight. He said to Zeng Wenjie, "Did you hear everything your grandfather said just now? An old man in the family is like a treasure! You should listen to what the old man says more, so as not to go astray."
Zeng Wenjie didn't want to be beaten, so he said seriously, "I have always regarded what grandpa said as good advice."
My grandfather is usually quite quiet, and when I eat at the same table with him except on holidays, I can't even say much.
Looking at his grandfather's image and temperament, Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but think of the later Internet celebrity "Guo Daxia".
If we were to enter the era of short videos, he would make a series of traditional rules for his grandfather, which would definitely be a hit.
Around six o'clock, the New Year's Eve dinner begins.
The table is full of delicious food, which makes people very hungry.
Today's dishes are very generous, because on the first day of the new year we have to eat the leftovers from the last day of the new year, and we can't spend money or wash our faces...
There are a lot of strange rules.
After grandpa sat down at the dinner table, everyone looked at him.
Mu Qingyang stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of steamed pork ribs with rice flour and stuffed it into his mouth.
Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but take a deep breath and was ready to reach out to help her take the chopsticks that her grandfather was about to pull out.
"What's wrong?"
Mu Qingyang asked softly, looking confused.
Grandpa couldn't help but smile and said, "Nothing, let's eat!"
After saying this, he picked up the wine glass and poured a little on the ground as a tribute to his ancestors.
Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but exclaim, "It's not fair. Why was Xiao Mu spared from the beating?"
Grandpa glared at Zeng Wenjie and said, "If you talk too much, I'll beat you first!"
Okay, okay, this is so hypocritical. Mu Qingyang is here, and they don’t even care about the rules.
During every festival, my grandfather would say a few words, then pour wine to toast the ancestors. Only after he announced the start of the meal could everyone start eating.
Mu Qingyang didn't know much about the rules and customs of the countryside.
"Xiao Mu, you've worked hard. Eat more!" Grandpa picked up an egg dumpling for Mu Qingyang.
"Xiao Mu, have a chicken leg." Grandma put the chicken leg into her bowl.
"Of course we have to eat fish during the Chinese New Year. Give me a piece of fish belly. It's the most tender and delicious here." Han Yu also offered the dish to Mu Qingyang.
"Xiao Mu, try this pig heart. It smells delicious when fried." Zeng Xiangdong said with a smile.
Zeng Wenjie glanced at his empty bowl. There was nothing in it except white rice. He just wanted to burst into tears.
These were his treatments in the past!
Before Mu Qingyang even started eating, his bowl was already piled high with rice. He was stunned for a moment, then a sweet smile appeared on his face. He said, "Thank you, Grandpa, thank you, Grandma, thank you, Uncle, and Auntie!"
Then, she looked at Zeng Wenjie again and said, "Thank you for taking me home for the New Year!"
Seeing Xiao Mu's adorable appearance, Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but pick up a piece of salted pork and put it into her bowl, saying, "Have a piece of salted pork. The salted pork from our hometown is fat but not greasy!"
After feeding, he was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.
That’s right, such a cute classmate Mu, of course everyone wants to pamper her!
"Let's eat, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. I hope everything goes well for everyone in the new year! Wenjie, you have to work hard and strive to keep up the good work and win more honors." Grandpa smiled and then picked up a pig's trotter for Zeng Wenjie.
Grandma directly blocked Grandpa's chopsticks and scolded him, "How can you let him eat pig's feet with a fork? What if he forks his wife away?!"
Grandpa was stunned and wanted to denounce feudal superstition, but after looking at Mu Qingyang, he obediently put the pig's trotter back into his bowl and gave Zeng Wenjie another piece of pig's foot meat that was not from the trotter.
According to the folk custom in Baishui Town, unmarried men cannot eat pig's trotters, because the trotters look like a fork and will fork away their wives.
Anyway, Zeng Wenjie felt that this statement was incomprehensible and he didn't know where it came from.
"Leave some space in your stomach, we'll go to your grandparents' house for another meal later." Zeng Wenjie whispered in Mu Qingyang's ear.
"Oh, okay!" Mu Qingyang immediately controlled his appetite.
But Zeng Wenjie still watched her empty half of the eight bowls...
A little after seven o'clock, Zeng Wenjie took Mu Qingyang on a motorcycle to his grandparents' home in Xinjie for the second New Year's Eve dinner.
Mu Qingyang ate another half bowl of Eight Bowls.
Zeng Wenjie smacked his lips, looked at his delighted grandmother, and thought to himself, "Feed less! What if it really turns into a Tiger tank?"
After dinner, it’s time to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Faced with the temptation of fruits and snacks on the coffee table, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but show off again.
"You don't want to eat it?" Mu Qingyang grabbed the longan and looked at Zeng Wenjie puzzledly.
"Classmate Xiao Mu, if you become a big eater and broadcast your food live in the future, you will definitely become very popular!" Zeng Wenjie said with emotion.
Grandma said, "Xiao Mu is a good eater. If he can eat well, he will definitely be able to have children in the future!"
Mu Qingyang didn't understand, so he looked at Zeng Wenjie and asked the translator to come online.
"It's a blessing for you to be able to eat. You will definitely be able to give birth in the future!" Zeng Wenjie said.
"Of course being able to eat is a blessing, and of course I will be able to eat in the future...???" Mu Qingyang paused, his face flushed.
"Very capable of what?" Zeng Wenjie asked with a smile.
Mu Qingyang laughed and said, "Hahahaha, this show is so funny..."
Zeng Wenjie looked at the TV. What's so funny about the song "Harmonious Melody"?
(End of this chapter)
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