Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 537 The Long-lost Moment (6)
After so many years, no matter how you look at it, you still look like a human being. If you can't even swallow a few bad words from your relatives, won't you make all your relatives angry?Now that a person stands in a high position, he should be more open-minded.

This is called a big event, regardless of the small details.

"It's really narcissistic." Jiujiu complained about him, and with a smile, she stuck to his side and asked, "Then what are you going to buy now?"

"Didn't I just watch you being besieged by them and rescue you from the sea of ​​suffering? I don't even understand my good intentions."

Jiujiu was greatly moved, "So that's the case, Xiao Lanhua, you really know me."

"Necessary." He tapped the tip of her nose, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with tenderness, "Actually, we haven't come back several times a year, we are all a family, just be patient with the old people, and let our parents take care of it." A little, okay?"

"I can't bear it? When she said me just now, I didn't reply a word. "

"I know, I mean, don't mind what they say, just recite scriptures, going in one ear and out the other."

"Okay." Jiujiu replied, suddenly felt that Lan Zhongwen like this was weird, she raised her black eyelashes to look at him, "Lan Huaer, I always feel that you have changed a lot this time, and I think you are so filial .”

"That's right. After seeing too many people's lives and deaths, I don't want to see the disputes between relatives anymore. You said it, to accumulate virtue for children. I listened and remembered it in my heart."

"What a good son, good husband, and good father." Jiujiu smiled and hid in his arms. In the drizzle, the two of them held an umbrella together, as beautiful as a picture.

New Year's Eve dinner, also called reunion dinner, refers to the eve of the Chinese New Year, when the family reunite and celebrate the Lunar New Year together.

Lan Zhai stopped eating seafood this year, and changed to hot pot instead. Because Jiu Jiu's stomach can't absorb seafood, the Lan family was afraid that Jiu Jiu would feel unwell after eating, so they changed to hot pot where they can eat whatever they like.

Seven people sat around the dinner table, enjoying themselves happily.

During this period, Lan's mother told Jiujiu a lot of pregnancy precautions, but no one mentioned what happened in Lanci just now, they chose to forget it tacitly, and they chatted from ear to ear.

After eating, it was the Spring Festival Gala at eight o'clock.

But the Spring Festival Gala is really boring and makes people drowsy. Lan's mother suggested that everyone come to play mahjong. Military families usually don't gamble.

So everyone started playing mahjong again. Lan Zhongwen, Lan's father, Lan's mother, and Mr. Ye played four people. Jiujiu sat next to Lan Zhongwen and watched. Not long after the game, Lan Zhongwen's luck was very good. Four times in a row.

After Mr. Ye fired the cannon again, both Jiujiu and Lan Zhongwen couldn't help laughing, Lan Zhongwen smiled charmingly, "Grandpa, you will lose everything if you keep setting off the cannon."

"Stinky boy, you don't respect the elderly at all! Huh, I'm going to win a lot tonight, and none of you are allowed to leave if I don't win." Old Man Ye angrily punched out a stick.

Lan Zhongwen was stabbed in the waist by Jiujiu as a warning, with a distressed face, Mr. Ye usually looks so calm, who knows that his personality is so childish, if he is not allowed to win tonight, it will be impossible to make a big deal a small one.

Lan's father and Lan's mother pursed their lips and smiled.

Mr. Lan and Lan Nian were watching the Spring Festival Gala in front of the sofa. Those two were fans of sketches, and they watched with great interest.

"Six." Lan Zhongwen knew that Mr. Ye wanted notes, so he deliberately tore apart three identical six notes and typed them out.

Jiujiu looked at it strangely, so he heard Mr. Ye laugh out loud, "I've eaten six of you, I'm so bearded!"

It turned out that Lan Zhongwen knew what cards Mr. Ye wanted, so he deliberately fired a cannon to make fun of him.

Jiujiu lowered his head and smiled.

"When did you learn how to play mahjong?" Jiujiu asked in a low voice, she never knew that Lan Zhongwen could play mahjong, so good, where did she learn it?
"As one of the top ten outstanding youths, if I don't know how to count cards, how can I hang out in the upper class?" He replied calmly.

"So, you are trying to cater to the card skills learned by those businessmen?"

"Everyone needs to know a little bit about playing games. Sometimes you need some news and you lose your cards on purpose, but if someone else needs information, you will lose your cards on purpose. The business world also pays attention to rules. Only when you come and go, you can stand your ground. If you are stunned for a moment, people will be ashamed to win your cards in the poker field, it will appear treacherous, so you have to lose naturally and win frankly."

"So there are rules for gambling?"

"Touch! Nine barrels." He replied with a relaxed smile, "Ninety-nine mistakes, it's the rules of business, not the rules of gambling."

"Ok."

"Hey, hey, hey..." Seeing the two of them whispering to each other, Mr. Ye yelled dissatisfiedly, "What are you two whispering about? Stop chatting and concentrate on playing cards, boy, don't lose to me on purpose, I won't eat you That set."

Mr. Ye said it was very righteous, but whenever Lan Zhongwen deliberately released water, he would still get angry.

"Who will make fun of you? I'm not a fool." Lan Zhongwen provoked Mr. Ye, casually typed a card of [-], and then deliberately shouted, "Oh, I made a mistake, I'll change it."

Mr. Ye had been waiting for that card for a long time, and he yelled suddenly, his eyes sparkling, "No, it will take effect when the card hits the ground. I'll eat you [-], what a fool!"

"Oh, grandpa, you are taking advantage of me." Lan Zhongwen pretended to be heartbroken, but the smile in his eyes did not diminish.

"When we come out to play, what we pay attention to is the brand. Grandson, your brand is not good. If you want to bet, you have to admit defeat." Mr. Ye blew on his beard to hurt him, and his appearance was as childish as a child.

"Hey." Lan Zhongwen sighed, "The situation is over, grandson is taught."

Lan's father and Lan's mother laughed from ear to ear.

Jiujiu was also rocking with laughter, this orchid was indeed the type that the neighbors in the street, men, women, and children could all eat, extremely clever and witty.

And this Ye Lao, like a child, is so fun.

That night, Lan Zhongwen stayed with Mr. Ye until he lost everything. Lan's father, mother, and Mr. Ye all won, and Lan Zhongwen lost alone.

Lan Zhongwen bid farewell to the elders, rubbed his brows tiredly, and went back to his room to rest.

Jiujiu hadn't slept yet, lying on the bed full of stars, saw him come back, lifted the quilt to let him lie down, smiled narrowly, "Is it a frank loss?"

"Wrong, I lost everything." Lan Zhongwen replied wearily, this grandfather was so good at playing, he didn't let him go until he lost a few coins.

Sure enough, being with your family is not an easy job.

"Haha, I told you to be arrogant just now, and use words to provoke grandpa."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the old man is happy." Lan Zhongwen also smiled, and stretched out his arms to hug Jiujiu, but she yelled——

"Hey! My baby's breath."

A few folded stars fell on the ground, Jiujiu's face wrinkled like a bitter melon, and she lowered her head to pick them up. Lan Zhongwen realized that she was folding stars, raised his eyebrows and asked her, "What is this?"

"It's called Mangypsophila. Niannian taught me how to fold it. She said it's the handicraft that students like to do most now. I just tried to fold a few, and I think it's pretty good. Look."

She showed the stars she picked up to Lan Zhongwen. They were colorful and shone with a faint halo, and they turned out to be luminous at night.

Lan Zhongwen looked at it curiously, and turned off the wall lamp. Sure enough, under the dark sight, the stars in Jiujiu's hands were like fireflies, emitting soft fluorescence.

Jiujiu yelled "Wow—" with a bright smile, "It's so beautiful."

"Not bad." Lan Zhongwen admired sincerely, took Jiujiu's hand and slipped into the bed, "I'm going to bed soon, tomorrow is New Year's Day, and I have to get up early."

"Hey, Lanhuaer." Jiujiu lifted the quilt and said dissatisfiedly, "Didn't you say that you need prenatal education every day? I waited until you came to sleep, just to let you tell the baby a bedtime story."

Lan Zhongwen's head drooped, and he said in resignation: "Okay, we will do what we say."

"That's right." Jiujiu smiled.

Lan Zhongwen touched her belly, his voice was tired and gentle, "baby, dad is very tired today, dad knows you are a good boy, so he will understand dad, right?"

After he finished speaking, he pretended to listen carefully for a while, and then said to Jiujiu: "Jiujiu, our baby is really a good baby, he just said to me: Dad, I know you are very tired, go to rest, Goodnight Dad, bye."

"..."

"He also said that my mother is such a bad mother. Seeing that my father is so tired, he wants him to tell a story, so he doesn't want to say good night to you, and let you face the wall and think about it."

"..."

(End of this chapter)