Chapter 997 (1/2)

Chapter 997: 998, what kind of bad heart can a jerk have?

Chapter 997: 998, what kind of bad heart can a jerk have?

Chen hansheng had been taught a lesson.

Although he was still laughing, he did not dare to play any more tricks.

In the evening, he even helped Xiao-Xiaobo take a bath.

Babies between three months to two years old should be the most fun times, especially fat babies like little hanbao.

They sat naked in the basin and were as cute as Lotus dolls.

Therefore, every time she took a shower, everyone would gather around to watch the fun.

Even her mother-in-law stood in the bathroom with a walking stick, looking at her chubby great-granddaughter with a smile from the bottom of her heart.

Normally, babies were more resistant to bathing, but little dumbass was more quiet.

In addition, there were some toys such as ducklings and small leather balls in the bathtub.

Her attention was attracted, and she let her grandmother, father, and mother water her body.

“Let’s call it a day.

It wasn’t dirty to begin with.”

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“I’m having a good time bathing.”

Liang meijuan felt that she had to wash up a little longer to welcome the new year with a clean body.

“I’m fine with it, but I’m afraid she won’t be able to drink it.”

it’s water that’s poured on her head, ” Chen hansheng said helplessly.

she has to have a taste of it.

It’s so cowardly.

“Hahahaha …”

Everyone in the room laughed, and Empress Dowager Liang also kicked her son while laughing.

Shen youchu was a little embarrassed.

Chen hansheng was known to be smart, so the baby could only inherit his talent.

After the little brat dried his body and put on the little cotton-padded jacket that grandma had specially bought, it was white, tender, and festive.

Liang meijuan hugged it in her arms and kissed it again and again, not willing to let go.

In fact, Liang meijuan had bought two copies of this red cotton-padded jacket, and Xiaoyu’s had already been brought over.

She treated the two sisters equally, either they didn’t have it or they had it all.

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It was past six in the evening, and as the night slowly fell, the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time in the community.

Occasionally, there would be fireworks with colorful tails, and with a ” Biu ” sound, they turned into silver flowers in the sky.

Jian mo had already banned the use of firecrackers, so they could only do it in secret.

If they were in Hong Kong, the crackling would last until two in the morning.

However, this was enough for the little fool.

This was the first time in her life that she had seen beautiful fireworks.

She stared out of the window in her grandfather’s arms.

After a while, the fireworks stopped.

Chen zipei blinked her beautiful peach-shaped eyes, turned her head, and lay quietly on her grandfather’s shoulder.

She did not cry and continued to watch.

my family’s little granddaughter is a beauty on the inside.

Chen Zhaojun thought to himself.

Half an hour later, Feng GUI and Shen Ruyi came back.

It was said that the sales of the xinjiekou store today was tens of thousands.

When it was time for the formal meal, Chen Zhaojun wanted to give the main seat to his mother-in-law, but she did not accept it.

Her mother-in-law was a woman of few words, but she knew everything in her heart.

So, in the end, Chen Zhaojun sat at the main seat.

It was a rectangular table.

On old Chen’s left were Liang meijuan, Shen youchu, and ah ning.

On his right were his mother-in-law, Feng GUI, Shen Ruyi, and Dong ‘er.

Chen hansheng sat opposite Chen Zhaojun.

The father and son, one at the head and one at the tail, felt like they were supporting the family.

in the new year, I hope that the baby will grow up healthily, mother-in-law will be healthy, and everyone will be safe and happy.

Before he picked up his chopsticks, old Chen said two words of toast.

There was no fancy official speech, no long speech during social gatherings, just a simple and plain blessing.

“Old Chen is also getting old.”

Chen hansheng looked at his father’s face, and such a thought popped up in his mind.

In fact, Chen Zhaojun’s age was not too old.

He usually had a good mentality, so he still looked relatively young.

However, as long as he remembered that he was a grandfather, he would unconsciously be classified as the ” old people who need to give up their seats on the bus ” type.

It was really strange.

“Dad, let me offer you a toast.”

Chen hansheng raised his glass and said.

“Ding ~”

The father and son touched each other, and everything was conveyed without words.

After dinner, the Spring Festival Gala began.

Everyone was sitting on the sofa.

The living room was warm and air-conditioned.

Everyone was sending New Year’s greetings text messages while watching TV.

It really felt like a reunion under the lights of thousands of families.

However, Chen hansheng quickly lost interest and complained, “”Is there something wrong with skit and crosstalk these days?

why do they have to end with such emotional endings?

it doesn’t seem to have any educational value or reach a certain level of societal norms.