Chapter 357: New Year's Eve
"grandmother……"
Wen Yu could no longer control his emotions.
He looked up at Grandma Wen with gray hair, and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Grandma is here."
Grandma Wen gently wiped away Wen Yu's tears: "Xiao Nian'er is a good child. You two must be good to each other in the future. Otherwise, I will die..."
Unexpectedly, before Grandma Wen could even utter the word "die", Wen Yu quickly covered her mouth.
"Grandma, don't say that."
Wen Yu's body trembled slightly.
He couldn't associate Grandma Wen with the word "death".
"You will surely live a long life."
"good."
Grandma Wen did not argue with Wen Yu on this topic. She touched Wen Yu's head and repeated in a low voice: "Grandma, if you listen to our little Yu'er, you will definitely live a long life."
"Um!"
Wen Yu nodded heavily.
"eccentric."
Grandpa Wen saw how intimate Grandma Wen and Wen Yu were, and suddenly he felt jealous: "Why don't you wish me a long life?"
"wish."
Wen Yu coaxed softly, "Grandpa and grandma, may you live a long life."
"That's more like it..."
Grandpa Wen snorted softly and smiled with his lips curved.
Song Shinian looked at this scene, and his eyes became inexplicably moist.
He was worried that Wen Yu would notice something was wrong with him, so his long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding the emotions in his eyes.
Maybe it was because the Chinese New Year was coming soon, so the village was always bustling. Or maybe it was because Wen Yu and Song Shinian were leaving tomorrow, so Grandpa Wen, Grandma Wen, Wen Yu, and Song Shinian were not sleepy at all.
"How about we play mahjong?"
Wen Yu suggested with a smile.
In "Wen Yu's" memory, Grandma Wen loved playing mahjong.
Grandma Wen is quite frugal and plays mahjong for small amounts, usually one or two cents, and her winnings or losses will never exceed 10 yuan.
"OK."
Hearing the word 'mahjong', Grandma Wen's eyes lit up instantly, and she said excitedly, "Let's play mahjong."
Grandma Wen has mahjong at home.
The mahjong set was bought many years ago and is already old.
Wen Yu looked at the badly worn mahjong tiles on the table and had already thought about what to buy for her next time she came to visit Grandma Wen.
"How big is it?"
Grandma Wen asked curiously.
"As you wish."
Wen Yu suggested playing mahjong mainly to please Grandma Wen. Winning or losing didn’t matter, and it didn’t matter how big the bet was.
"Then let's just play around and not play for money."
"good."
Grandma Wen's proposal was unanimously agreed upon by everyone.
Wen Yu and Song Shinian rarely play mahjong, and they are not very good at it. Grandpa Wen prefers playing Landlord and chess, so he is not very good at it either.
So Grandma Wen lied many times that night.
"It's a lie."
"Touch yourself."
"Flowers bloom on the bar."
"Yeah, I masturbated again."
…
Every time she wins, Grandma Wen laughs from the bottom of her heart.
Wen Yu and Song Shinian didn’t care much about winning or losing. Seeing Grandma Wen so happy, they smiled and praised her, “Grandma Wen is so awesome.”
The mahjong game lasted until after midnight.
Grandma Wen was worried that Song Shinian would not be in good condition when driving tomorrow, so she didn't dare to take him to play mahjong for too long.
"Okay."
Grandma Wen glanced at the time and said contentedly, "It's getting late. Let's all go to bed early. We still have to drive tomorrow."
"good."
Wen Yu nodded obediently.
He also didn't want Song Shinian to be too tired, so after saying "good night" to Grandma Wen, he went back to the room with Song Shinian to rest.
Although Wen Yu has not been home for a while, Grandma Wen still bought a lot of things for his room.
Wen Yu's room became more cozy.
"Little Year."
Because he received the blessings from Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen, Wen Yu was in a very good mood at the moment. He leaned over and kissed Song Shinian on the lips and whispered "good night".
"good evening."
Song Shinian curved his eyes.
This time he gained more from returning home than he had imagined.
He thought it would take Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen a long time to accept the fact that the two were together, but he didn't expect it only took one day.
Thinking of this, Song Shinian's mood also improved.
Although this was not the bed Song Shinian was familiar with, he slept particularly comfortably tonight and even had a sweet dream.
In this beautiful dream...
He married Wen Yu.
Many people came to the wedding, including his parents, Wen Yu's parents, Grandpa Wen, Grandma Wen, and even directors, singers, and actors who had worked with him before came to attend his and Wen Yu's wedding.
They all sent their most sincere blessings.
When I woke up again, it was already eight o'clock the next morning.
Song Shinian stared at the ceiling for a few seconds.
He thought,
It's time to pick an auspicious day to propose to Wen Yu.
…
Before leaving, Grandma Wen cooked some steaming dumplings.
Grandma Wen bought the dumpling filling specially at the morning market, and it was very fresh.
Because Grandma Wen had secretly placed bank cards and loose change at the bottom of the thermal box, Wen Yu checked it several times this time.
Only after making sure that there was nothing related to "money" in the bag did Wen Yu accept it with a smile.
“Grandpa and grandma…”
Wen Yu gently hugged Grandpa Wen, then Grandma Wen, and promised softly, "I will come back to see you often."
"Okay, okay."
Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen both said "OK" several times.
It was already evening when Song Shinian and Wen Yu returned home.
The two were a little tired after being on the road for so long. They said "good night" to each other and fell asleep.
…
"Come and put up the Spring Festival couplets."
Wen Yu was awakened by Song Shinian's smiling voice.
"What time is it?"
Wen Yu's tone was still a little confused.
"It's ten o'clock."
Wen Yu: "!"
He suddenly woke up from his sleep.
"What time is it?"
"Ten o'clock."
Song Shinian looked at the time again and confirmed that it was ten o'clock.
"Aren't we going to visit my uncle and aunt at noon today?"
Although Wen Yu and Song Shinian have met their parents, he is still more accustomed to calling them "uncle" and "aunt".
Today is New Year’s Eve.
Wen Yu and Song Shinian's plan was to first paste Spring Festival couplets in the place where they currently live to add a little New Year atmosphere to their home. At noon, they would go to buy some New Year goods and visit Song Shinian's parents, and help them paste the Spring Festival couplets. At around seven or eight o'clock in the evening, they would take Song Shinian's parents to Wen Yu's home for a New Year's Eve dinner.
"It's okay, there's still time."
Song Shinian soothed him gently, "I've already explained to them. We've been quite busy with work lately..."
Working in the entertainment industry is different from working in other industries. It is common to work overtime during the Chinese New Year. Song Shinian has been in the entertainment industry for so long that his parents have long been accustomed to him being so busy.
Only then did Wen Yu breathe a sigh of relief.
"Where are the Spring Festival couplets?"
"On the table in the living room."
"Then wait for me for a moment."
After Wen Yu said this, he got up and washed up.
They bought the Spring Festival couplets when they passed by the stall last night.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, there are many stalls selling New Year goods, and "Spring Festival couplets", as an indispensable item for the Chinese New Year, can be seen almost everywhere.
They bought three pairs of Spring Festival couplets in total.
Wen Yu and Song Shinian planned to put up one pair at home, then put up another pair at Song Shinian's home, and then put up another pair at his home.
The two had already called their parents in advance, so the task of "posting Spring Festival couplets" this year was given to them.
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