Zhou Wanyu smiled instantly.
"Thank you, Dad!"
Shen Xiu'e curled her lips in jealousy.
"Don't thank your mom? Only your dad is a nice guy!"
Zhou Wanyu quickly stuck out her tongue: "Thank you, Mom! My mom is the best!"
Only then did Shen Xiu'e smile.
When Zhou Wanyu went to tell Wang Biao the good news.
Shen Xiu'e couldn't help but move closer to Zhou Runde and said, "You're the only one who loves your daughter? If I don't, then I'm a bad person?"
Zhou Runde chuckled.
"That's not what I meant. My daughter has had a hard life already. I want her to be happier. Besides, Wang Biao didn't have an easy life either. Why should we bother with so much?"
Shen Xiu'e had just opened her mouth when Zhou Runde continued, "I know what you want to say. Aren't you just worried about some people gossiping and talking behind your back? Let them talk. It's a new era now. Don't look at things with feudal ideas anymore! Wanyu and Xiao Wang are a couple and they're spending the New Year at our house. What's wrong? Did they kill someone? Or did they break the law? Let them talk whatever they want, but 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, isn't this the New Year celebration? As long as my daughter is happy, then I'm 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 sausages. Although it was a little late, it didn't delay eating.
A week is just enough 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 didn't have so many requirements, she just wanted to have more people around to make things more lively.
Zhao Huili and Song Zhiyong came with Song Wenlin and Song Shimiao.
After not seeing her brother for a while, he has matured a lot.
He was wearing a thick woolen coat and had his hair parted in the middle. He looked about 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 great-nephew, I really want to tell Wenlin about it."
"Look at this kid, he's so good-looking!"
Song Wenlin couldn't help but smile.
"Auntie Shen, you're joking!"
Zhao Huili also thinks her son is good, but unfortunately, for some reason, he has never brought a girlfriend home over the years.
Look at Wanyu, she is already dating someone. I wonder when Wenlin will finally come to his senses.
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 the time was really hurtful. In order to stay in Beijing, she dumped her brother and got married.
And her mother, she's obsessed with 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 good looks, and he is worried about not being able to find 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 broadcasting on TV.
Of course, this gala is the same as the real Spring Festival Gala.
The Spring Festival Gala originated in 1979, and the first official session was held the following year, in 1983. However, the prototype of the Spring Festival Gala has been established.
Anyone who has a TV at home will watch it 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 quickly ran to the door and called for help.
"Zhou Cheng, Zhou Lin!! Don't let them go, come back for dinner!"
At the dinner table, Zhou Runde and Song Zhiyong each drank a bottle of Maotai. Zhou Tingyue didn't drink, and Zhou Runde, who was in a rare mood, raised his glass to Wang Biao.
"Xiao Wang, come and have a drink with your uncle!"
Wang Biao and Zhou Wanyu exchanged a glance, then quickly nodded with a smile: "Okay!"
He picked up the bottle and started pouring wine for them.
Song Zhiyong also felt that it was a rare opportunity to celebrate the New Year. His son had closed the shop and was back home. He was usually so busy that he was rarely seen.
"Wenlin, come, have a drink with Dad and Uncle Zhou!"
Song Wenlin smiled and filled his glass with wine, toasting 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 together and celebrate the New Year!!"
Several children also happily raised their drinks.
The whole family is happy.
"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.
The big guys then 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 New Year's together tomorrow!"
"That's right, it's snowing outside, and Old Song has drunk so much alcohol, the roads are slippery, so 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 was about to fall 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 a good thing, 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 laughed 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 so polite to me?"
Zhao Huili chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll trouble Tingyue then!"
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 the bike 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 just after passing the entrance of the alley.
The snow is not heavy today, and it feels cool on my face.
He didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable. His hands and feet seemed to be out of control, and he rode to a place he would never dare to think about.
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