Chapter 433 Come, let’s raise a toast and celebrate the New Year together!!

Zhou Wanyu smiled instantly.

"Thank you, Dad!"

Shen Xiu'e pouted a little jealously.

"Don't you want to thank your mom? Your dad is the only one who knows how to be a nice guy!"

Zhou Wanyu quickly stuck out her tongue: "Thank you, Mom! My mom is the best!"

Only then did Shen Xiu'e laugh.

When Zhou Wanyu went to tell Wang Biao the good news.

Shen Xiu'e couldn't help but approach Zhou Runde and said, "You are the only one who loves your daughter? If I don't, then I am a bad person?"

Zhou Runde chuckled.

"That's not what I meant. My daughter has had a hard enough life. I want her to be happier. Besides, Wang Biao's child has not had an easy life either. Why should we care so much about it?"

Shen Xiu'e had just opened her mouth when Zhou Runde continued, "I know what you want to say. Aren't you just afraid that some people will gossip about you and talk behind your back? Let them talk. It's a new era now. Don't look at things with feudal ideas! Wanyu and Xiaowang are a couple and they're spending the New Year at our house. What's wrong? Did they murder someone? Or did they break the law? Let them talk whatever they want, just don't bring it up in front of me. I'm going to have a good talk with them!"

Shen Xiu'e smiled and slapped him.

"You're the only one who can do this! Okay, okay, aren't we just celebrating the New Year here? As long as the girl is happy, then I'll be happy!"

Zhou Runde smiled happily when he saw that she had really figured it out.

"Hey~ That's right~"

In the next few days, he fried meatballs, made steamed buns, and made dumplings. Song Shiwei also stuffed a lot of pickled intestines. Although it was a little late, it didn't delay eating.

Just leave it for a week and it’ll be ready for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

The Zhou and Song families spent New Year's Eve together.

Shen Xiu'e said that her family was not so particular, she just wanted to have more people around and make it lively.

Zhao Huili and Song Zhiyong came here with Song Wenlin and Song Shimiao.

After not seeing each other for a while, her brother has matured a lot.

He was wearing a thick woolen coat and had his hair parted in a 3:7 style. He originally looked 70% similar to Song Shiwei. After a few years of settling down and dressing up a little, he was indeed a handsome man!

Shen Xiu'e couldn't help but sigh: "If I had a niece or a granddaughter, I would really like to tell Wenlin about it."

"Look at this kid, he's so good looking!"

Song Wenlin couldn't help but smile.

"Aunt Shen, you are joking!"

Zhao Huili also thinks her son is a good person, but unfortunately, for some reason, he has never brought a single girl home over the years.

Look at Wanyu, she is already dating, and I don’t know when Wenlin will be able to come to terms with his relationship.

Song Shiwei, who had just cooked a dish and was serving it, saw this scene. How could she not understand Zhao Huili's thoughts? She felt that her brother was hurt too deeply by Zheng Xiaolian.

I heard that there were some young girls who liked her brother in recent years, but he rejected them all.

She couldn't help but wonder, could it be that his brother was still thinking about Zheng Xiaolian?

But what she did at that time was really hurtful. In order to stay in Beijing, she dumped her brother and got married.

And her mother is always greedy for money.

No matter how Song Shiwei thought about it, she felt that she was not a good match for his brother.

I quickly shook my head. It's New Year's Day, why think about these things?

Her brother now has money and looks good, so he doesn't have to worry about finding a partner.

Put down the plate and quickly get everyone ready.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat, come and have the New Year's Eve dinner!"

The Spring Festival Gala just started to be broadcast on TV.

Of course, this party is the same as the real Spring Festival Gala.

The Spring Festival Gala originated in 1979, and its official first session was held the following year, in 1983. However, the prototype of the Spring Festival Gala has now been formed.

Everyone who has a TV at home watches the show with great interest.

The eight children, in particular, were extremely happy.

Everyone had already put a bag of candy and melon seeds in their pockets. The older boys, like Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin, were setting off firecrackers at the door!

Shen Xiu'e and Zhao Huili hurried to the door to call for help.

"Zhou Cheng, Zhou Lin! Don't let them go, come back and have dinner!"

At the dinner table, Zhou Runde and Song Zhiyong each had a bottle of Maotai. Zhou Tingyue didn't drink, so Zhou Runde, who was in a rare mood, raised his glass towards Wang Biao.

"Xiao Wang, come and have a drink with your uncle!"

Wang Biao and Zhou Wanyu looked at each other and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"

Pick up the bottle and start pouring wine for them.

Song Zhiyong also felt that it was a rare opportunity to celebrate the New Year. His son had closed his shop and was rarely seen.

"Wenlin, come, have a drink with dad and Uncle Zhou!"

Song Wenlin smiled and filled his glass to toast Zhou Runde.

"Uncle Zhou, Happy New Year! I wish you and Aunt Zhou good health and all the best in the new year!"

Wang Biao also raised his glass: "I wish all uncles and aunts good luck, happiness and longevity!"

Shen Xiu'e, Zhou Runde, Zhao Huili and Song Zhiyong were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling.

“Okay, okay!!”

Song Shi smiled and said: "Come, let's raise a toast and celebrate the New Year together!!"

Several children also happily raised their drinks.

The family is having a great time.

"Happy New Year!!!!"

The two families had a very happy New Year's Eve dinner.

We ate until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Then everyone dispersed one after another.

Song Shiwei and her friends also prepared to make dumplings to celebrate the New Year.

Song Zhiyong drank too much, and Shen Xiu'e and Zhou Runde refused to let Zhao Huili and the others leave.

"There are plenty of rooms at home, don't leave, don't leave! Let's celebrate the New Year together tomorrow!"

"That's right. It's snowing outside. Old Song drank so much. The road is slippery. Don't go! I'm worried if you leave!"

Zhao Huili pinched Song Zhiyong's arm helplessly.

Song Zhiyong, who was already drunk and about to fall asleep, groaned in pain and fell asleep.

Song Shiwei couldn't help laughing: "Okay, Mom, just stay here, otherwise I won't be at ease!"

But Zhao Huili felt that it was indeed not good, and Shen Xiu'e could not persuade her.

"How about this, let Tingyue drive you back!"

Zhao Huili felt a little embarrassed.

"It's Chinese New Year, and I'm asking my son-in-law to make another trip......"

Zhou Tingyue smiled and said, "Mom, what are you talking about? Isn't this what I should do? Do you treat me as an outsider? Why are you being so polite to me?"

Zhao Huili chuckled: "Okay, then I'll trouble Tingyue!"

Zhou Tingyue took the car keys and drove.

Song Wenlin said he would not take the bus, he came here by bicycle, he was not drunk, and he could just ride back.

Song Shiwei saw him off to the door, watched him get on his bike and leave, then turned around and went back.

But she didn't notice that Song Wenlin's car suddenly turned and headed in the opposite direction as soon as it passed the entrance of the alley.

The snow today is not heavy and it feels cool on my face.

He didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. His hands and feet seemed to be out of control, and he rode to a place he would never dare to think about.