The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 538: One Mountain Can't Hold Two Tigers

Except for Situ Liu and Situ Shishi, everyone else has missions.

It was impossible for Situ Qingyin to let them put down what they were doing to pay homage to Situ Ba.

He is very short of time now, and he can't delay for a moment.

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On New Year's Eve, the whole world seems to be boiling.

Everyone is busy, as if they want to drive out the severe winter cold.

There are bright red couplets pasted on the doors of every household, and the golden characters are festive and solemn.

There are strings of red lanterns hanging outside the doors of some rich and powerful families.

"Qingyin, give me that couplet."

Jin Yue climbed the ladder, and enthusiastically directed her son to bring her a couplet.

She attaches great importance to the Spring Festival.

In this era when the taste of the year is getting weaker and weaker, the Situ family lives with great grandeur every year.

Mr. Jin Yue said that with the new year and new atmosphere, next year will be even better than this year.

People must have a grateful heart.

Jin Yue's habit of posting couplets by himself came after Situ Qingchen was banned.

Situ Qingchen is well this year, and Jin Yue's enthusiasm for posting couplets is even more vigorous.

"Ah Yue, just leave these things to the servants. Don't fall if you climb so high."

Situ Zhensheng took the couplet from his son and handed it to his wife with a helpless face.

"How can I do that? If I hadn't posted couplets for so many years, would Qingchen be okay? If Qingchen doesn't happen, I won't do it."

Jin Yue said while brushing glue on the tiles.

"Qing Chen's illness was cured by Chu Mo and Qing Yin. What does it have to do with posting couplets?"

Situ Zhensheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stood under the ladder to help his wife hold the ladder up.

"Dad, my mother has relied on this for sustenance all these years. Just let her do it."

I can feel better after doing it.

"Hey."

Situ Zhensheng gave a wry smile, paused and looked at his son hesitantly.

"Qingyin, do you want to bring your grandfather back for the New Year?"

Situ Qingyin's eyes darkened slightly, and he helped Jin Yue paste the couplets, so he opened his mouth unhurriedly.

"I never said anything. Grandpa didn't come back by himself."

"That's right. It's not that the son drove Dad away. He has already made Qing Yin the head of the family, so he should let go of power and take care of himself for the elderly. He wants to be the emperor at home. Qing Yin, Mom doesn't think you did anything wrong."

Jin Yue climbed down from the ladder and gave a cold snort in support of her son.

Situ Zhensheng frowned: "Before I said anything, you two came to attack me. Ah Yue, this is at the door, so be careful not to let others hear your words."

"So what does it sound like? I didn't say anything bad about Dad. Zhensheng, you are soft-tempered, and you always feel that there is nothing wrong with grandparents and grandchildren being in power together. But one mountain cannot contain two tigers, and the two have different opinions on major decisions. Who do you want to listen to?"

Jin Yue clapped her hands, called for someone to come over and move the ladder back, and then motioned for her husband and son to go home together.

"Just like this time. Qingyin wants to protect his daughter-in-law, but the old man wants her to die. If Qingyin doesn't do anything, maybe his son will become a widower."

"No matter what, the whole family will celebrate the New Year together. After lunch, I will take someone to bring Dad back."

Situ Zhensheng shook his head.

"He has just been seized power, so he must be feeling uncomfortable. When the time comes, please let him go. Don't go to the hospital again after Chinese New Year."

"Who would curse their father like that?"

Jin Yue took a look at him with a flirtatious look.

Only then did Situ Zhensheng realize that he had said something wrong, and he looked at his son and then at his wife with a sneer.

He has a good wife and two good sons.

(End of this chapter)