After the New Year’s Eve dinner, Su Ruochu accompanied her parents-in-law to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Chen Fan took his eldest daughter to the yard to set off fireworks.
During this period, I didn't hear any New Year's greetings on my phone.
At twelve o'clock, the New Year's bell rings.
Chen Fan's phone became even busier.
Some close friends will directly call to wish each other a happy new year, while those whose phones are busy and cannot come in can only send a new year text message.
When Lin Shiyi saw this scene, he couldn't help but complain.
"Dad Su, why are you so busy?"
"You need to buy a few more mobile phones."
Chen Fan hung up the phone with a smile, walked over and rubbed his opponent's head.
"Girl, it's getting late. Let's go to bed after setting off these fireworks, okay?"
"We have to get up early tomorrow because we're going to our grandparents' hometown."
"good."
Seeing the girl's excited look under the fireworks, Chen Fan took out his cell phone and took a picture.
When I returned to the bedroom, Su Ruochu had already laid down on the bed.
Chen Fan received a few more calls and finally calmed down.
"My phone's dead."
Chen Fan glanced at Su Ruochu and said with a wry smile, "I've run out of battery on my phone just answering New Year's calls."
Su Ruochu smiled and said, "I just received a lot of New Year's greetings."
"Alas, there's nothing we can do. Nowadays, everyone is becoming increasingly dependent on their phones."
"Think about our time, when we didn't have cell phones, but we still had a lot of fun celebrating the New Year back then."
"Now that we have mobile phones, calling to wish each other a happy new year has become a routine."
Su Ruochu helped Chen Fan charge his phone.
"Hurry up and wash up and get ready for bed."
"Yeah. Go to sleep first. I'll be right there."
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The next morning, before daybreak, the two girls were called out of their beds.
Lin Shiyi rubbed his eyes and said sleepily.
"Happy New Year, Daddy Chen."
"Good boy. Happy New Year."
He took out a red envelope from his pocket.
"I'll give you a red envelope."
"Thank you, Dad Su."
Chen Fan took Lin Shiyi's new clothes from the side.
"Your mom is downstairs cooking dumplings with grandma. Can Daddy Chen help you get dressed?"
"good."
I helped my daughter put on her new clothes, and then we went to the bathroom to wash our faces and brush our teeth together.
"When your mother Su gives birth to Xiao brother, our bathroom will almost not be enough."
Lin Shiyi smiled and said, "When will my little brother be born? I want to play with him."
"Soon. It will be soon after the Chinese New Year."
After breakfast, the family got in the car and started heading for their hometown, Los Angeles.
When we arrived in Los Angeles, it was not yet 12 o'clock.
The group first returned to their room in Los Angeles, intending to stay home for a while before going to pay New Year's greetings.
Unexpectedly, as soon as we entered the door, my second aunt, uncle, and uncle's family all arrived early.
Great! This saves me from going door to door to wish everyone a happy new year.
Lin Shiyi was a sweet-talker. She called over the elders one by one and received several thick red envelopes.
I don't have much at home, so I hope I can bring enough gift bags this time.
Chen Fan opened a few gift packages, took out melons, dried fruits, and some candies, and placed them on the coffee table.
The family sat in the living room and chatted.
Chen Fan asked Uncle Dong curiously.
"Didn't Chen Xiao come back for the New Year?"
Auntie explained, "She called to say she needs to do an experiment with her supervisor at school, and she won't be back until the beginning of the year."
Uncle 눁 grumbled, "What kind of experiment is this? I think it's just that 께떚 wants to accompany his girlfriend."
"Didn't your girlfriend find an internship there? I guess you're spending the New Year with her there."
"This bastard, he got married and forgot his parents."
Everyone laughed when they heard it.
My eyes noticed my second aunt and uncle next to me. Since they lost their son, their appearances have changed a lot and they have aged a lot.
Both of them have a lot of white hair on their heads.
Chen Fan originally wanted to say a few words of comfort, but after thinking about it, he realized that if he brought it up on his own initiative, it would probably remind the two elders of their unhappy things.
Looking at his uncle and aunt again, Chen Fan originally wanted to ask why his cousin Chen Wan didn't come.
In the end, my mother was the first to ask this question.
Uncle Ko shook his head helplessly.
"He went out to hang out with his bad friends."
"We can no longer control this child."
"Ever since we caught her last year and stopped her from getting involved in those pyramid schemes, she's been at odds with us."
"I don't look for a job, I don't even talk about love, I just hang out with my bad friends all day long."
"You spend money on brand-name items every day, and when you run out of money, you come back and make trouble with us..."
Speaking of this daughter, the uncle looked helpless.
Aunt 꺘 looked at Chen Fan.
"Jiu Fan, can you find a chance to educate your cousin?"
"She doesn't listen to us at all, but you're different. You're her cousin, and you're the big boss, so she'll definitely listen to you."
Chen Fan felt helpless.
To be honest, I really don't want to get involved in this kind of thing.
But looking at the earnest look on Uncle and Aunt's face.
Finally, I could only bite the bullet and say, "I'll take a look. I'll find time to talk to her."
"Oh, okay. Then Auntie thank you in advance."
"Brother, how are we going to eat lunch today? How about going to my house?"
Upon hearing this, Uncle immediately sat up straight.
"Come to my house. We prepared the meal yesterday."
"Old man, we went to your house last time. Why is it our turn this time?"
Chen Jianye smiled bitterly, glanced at Chen Fan next to him, thought for a moment and said.
"How about this, let's go to my old house for lunch today. Then we'll go out to a hotel to eat in the evening. Let's be trendy and have a New Year's banquet at a hotel."
As soon as the eldest brother spoke, the others naturally had no objection.
That was the deal, and everyone got up and rushed to Uncle 꺘's house.
While the family was preparing lunch, Chen Fan went downstairs to accompany his daughter to set off fireworks, and waved to call over a secret guard.
After giving a few words of advice to the opponent, the secret guard nodded and left quickly.
That afternoon, Chen Fan received several calls.
It was the relevant departments of the village who came over and invited Chu to participate in this year's local entrepreneurs' party.
Among them were leaders from the town who came with the same purpose.
This kind of invitation call comes almost every year.
To put it bluntly, the leaders gathered some local entrepreneurs and bosses together to have a drink and chat.
They say they are offering advice and suggestions for local production and construction, but in fact they just hope that after these bosses and entrepreneurs become rich, they will not forget their hometowns and eventually build a factory locally to stimulate employment.
In the past, Chen Fan would avoid it whenever possible and never paid much attention to such things.
But this time, Chen Fan agreed.
Because on the night of the tenth year of the lunar year, when he was drinking and eating New Year's Eve dinner with his father, Chen Jianye had mentioned this to Chen Fan in a serious tone.
After all, his hometown is where Chen Fan was born. Even if he becomes rich, he should not forget his hometown.
If possible, I will do my best to help my hometown.
After all, my parents are old, and they still attach great importance to the concept of returning to their roots.
After hanging up the phone, Su Ruochu just came out and stuffed a piece of orange into Chen Fan's mouth.
"Who are you talking to on the phone?"
Chen Fan smiled bitterly, "It's true that the leaders here are well-informed."
"I just arrived less than half a day ago, and my family has already called to wish me a happy new year."
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