[Chapter 93: Different fields are like different mountains, this is difficult to comment]

Chapter 93: It's hard to judge

He didn't know whether the other members of the Huo family were happy with the New Year's Eve dinner, but he knew that Huo Ting's aunts and uncles were quite happy with the meal.

From the sound of their voices, people passing by would think it was very lively inside.

But the scene is indeed quite lively.

After dinner, a group of people sat in the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Aunt Huo Ting grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in her hand, eating them with a crackling sound.

But her daughter couldn't stand it anymore and reminded her, "Mom, keep your voice down."

Qianqian felt that her face was almost completely lost because of her mother.

After saying that, she secretly looked in his direction. At first, Shen Lubai thought she was looking at him.

But his intuition told him that her expression seemed a little complicated.

He followed her gaze and looked over. Oh my goodness, this man is blatantly coveting him! ?

Then Shen Lubai patted Huo Ting's shoulder lightly.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"I want to eat oranges."

Shen Lubai pointed at the oranges on the table angrily.

"good."

Huo Ting took an orange in his hand, but did not give it directly to Shen Lubai. Instead, he peeled the skin, cleaned the white silk inside, broke it in half for him, and gave it to him.

"I want you to feed me."

Shen Lubai opened his mouth, waiting to be fed.

His eyes inadvertently glanced in the direction where Qianqian was sitting, and sure enough, he saw that she was looking at him with discontent in her eyes.

Shen Lubai is like a prince. He does whatever he asks Huo Ting to do. The most important thing is that Huo Ting is not angry at all and enjoys it.

"This kid, how can you still need others to feed you when you are so old? You really have no shame at all."

Before the other members of the Huo family said anything, his aunt, who couldn't be more distant, started to scold Shen Lubai with an unhappy look on her face.

"Look at our Qianqian. She is so sensible. We two old people don't have to worry about anything for her. She is also hardworking and capable."

Seeing her mother mention her, Qianqian glanced at Huo Ting shyly again.

Still watching!

"I don't want to eat oranges anymore. I want to eat cherries."

Huo Ting would give Shen Lubai whatever he wanted without him having to do anything.

And he unceremoniously spit the cherry core into Huo Ting's hand. After eating, he looked in the direction of his aunt.

Although nothing was said, a provocative tone was inadvertently revealed.

What's wrong with him asking Huo Ting to feed him? Not only does he want him to feed him, he doesn't even have to throw away the cherry cores he spit out.

Just tell me if it’s infuriating or not.

snort!

Zhao Qianqian held the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, but still had a decent smile on her face.

"Grandpa, you don't care about this child. I tell you, if our child dares to do this, I will beat him until he screams."

"You all know that he is your child, but our Xiaobai is different from you. He can do whatever he wants here with us, and no one dares to say a word."

The old man, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

His words were full of protective connotations.

"If he wants, he can even let an old man like me peel oranges for him. I, an old man, won't even say a word to our Xiaobai."

Mr. Huo almost said it was none of your business.

Suddenly, the living room was quiet, with only the sound of the show echoing in the living room.

Aunt Huo Ting's face was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Huo Ting had no expression on his face and just glanced at them.

Instantly they felt the chill running up from the soles of their feet to their heads.

He obviously didn't say anything.

In the end, it was Zhao Qianqian who took the initiative to break the awkward situation.

"That's what my mother said. She didn't mean anything else. She just thought you all loved Xiaobai very much."

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean. But this kid is really handsome, better looking than anyone I've ever seen. You should be so nice to him."

Huo Qing just sat aside and watched the show the whole time.

Look here and there.

He was worried about them just now.

Shen Lubai didn't want to make his grandfather angry on New Year's Day, so he said, "Grandpa, let me sing a New Year's song for you. I tell you, I sing really well."

"Really? Oh, our Xiaobai is really good at everything."

The old man's attention was immediately attracted by Shen Lubai, and he said happily, "Then I'll have to listen carefully later."

Shen Lubai just raps.

It happened that the Huo family had a microphone, Huo Ting helped him connect the Bluetooth, and then he ordered a song "Happy Years".

Seeing the songs that Shen Lubai ordered, Huo Ting wondered why he didn't know that his good boy could sing Cantonese songs.

Shen Lubai took the microphone and tested the sound, then said, "Grandpa, I heard this song a few times a long time ago, so I may not remember it very well, but it's almost right."

"Okay, okay."

Mr. Huo was sitting on the sofa and took the lead in applauding Shen Lubai, followed by others who also applauded.

As the old man expected, Shen Lubai spoke.

You listen to the sound of gongs and drums, bidding farewell to the old year.

Look how happy everyone is.

The cheers and singing echoed throughout the Lingxiao Palace.

Wishing you a happy new year...

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Happy Years...

"I wish Grandpa a happy new year, may all his wishes come true, may he be happy every year, and most importantly, may he be healthy and happy every day."

After Shen Lubai finished singing, he jumped and ran happily to the old man's side.

I didn't notice anything unusual about other people.

"Grandpa, do I sing well?"

Crowd: Hmm...how should I put it.

This is really difficult to comment on. All I can say is that different trades mean different things.

"It sounds so good. Our Xiaobai is not only good-looking and filial, but he also sings so beautifully."

The old man was amused and laughed out loud.

But in the future, I'd better let Xiaobai get less exposure to music.

The main thing was that after singing a song, Shen Lubai couldn't get any of the tunes right, and they couldn't understand a single word.

But it is also possible that this is a tune he created himself.

Under the old man's gaze, the others gritted their teeth and praised: "It really sounds good."

After listening to it, Huo Ting's aunts looked pale. They were about to say that the rap was uglier than the crowing of a chicken.

But before he could say anything, he saw the look in the old man's eyes and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

It seems that this child is indeed very favored in the Huo family.

"Qianqian, I remember you like singing too. You used to sing when you had nothing to do at home. Come on, sing a song for me too."

Her daughter’s singing must be a hundred times better than this newbie’s. The old man will be very happy after hearing her singing.

When talking about herself, Qianqian stood up shyly and said, "I'm just singing casually at home. I hope you won't blame me if I don't sing well later."