Zheng Xueping nodded and said: "I was about to tell you later, but I didn't expect this kid to give you a surprise on TV first", Zheng Xueping smiled, everyone sat on the edge of the bed, and his future of 1510 was explained to everyone.

"So, Xiao Zheng has become a star, and he is going to sing at the Spring Festival Gala?!" Zheng Xueyi said with a look of disbelief after listening to it, in just a few minutes, what Xueping said was like a legend, his nephew actually became the legendary singer?

"Well, that's what he said when he left, he should be rehearsing in Yanjing now, so he couldn't come back, and this Chinese New Year's Eve can only be spent by us, but Xiao Zheng said that he will fly back as soon as he finishes the performance, and he should be able to meet on the first day of junior high school", Li Xuemei said with a longing expression on her face.

"Oh my God, sister, am I dreaming? Brother Zhengji has actually become a star, and he is going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala?" Xiaotong hugged her sister's arm and said with round eyes, but in her mind was the shy and shy Zhengji appearance when she met her cousin last year.

"I just said that when I was in school before, I heard my classmates talk about a singer named Zhengji, and I didn't care about it at the time, I thought it was just the same name and surname, but I didn't expect it to be Zhengji!" Xiaoyan also said incredulously.

"Great, the politician has a child like Xiao Zheng, and the door is hopeful," grandma is also happy with the old tears, although she is old and can't keep up with the times, but she still understands the Spring Festival Gala, she knows that no one who can be on that stage is a simple character, I didn't expect that my dearest grandson would one day be on that stage.

"So, that car was really bought for you by Xiao Zheng?" Zheng Xueyi thought of what his brother said to him when he came back.

"Yes, it's a shame to say, I can't afford to buy a car after a lifetime of struggle, but I didn't expect to be old and old, and I actually let my son help me realize this wish," Zheng Xueping said with emotion.

"I said brother, you should be content, with such a good son, why do you think I can't give birth to a son?" Zheng Xueyi said with envy.

"Brother, what are you talking about, what age are you still patriarchal now, I think these two girls are good, much more intimate than my kid, besides, isn't my son also your nephew?

"It's me who is narrow-minded, by the way, you said that Xiao Zheng bought you a car, and it cost a lot of money to look at the appearance of that car, right?" Zheng Xueyi asked as he thought of the off-road vehicle at the door.

"It's really not cheap, it seems to cost seven or eight hundred thousand", Zheng Xueping nodded and said in his heart that it was false not to be proud.

"Seven or eight hundred thousand!" Zheng Xueyi shook his hand when he heard this, and the family was speechless in shock, for them, so much money is just like in a dream, the two of them don't have a monthly salary of 1,000, 780,000, how many years do they have to save to save enough, and their younger brother will cost 780,000 yuan for a single car!

"I said uncle, is this really so profitable to be a star?" Zhang Xiu asked with a surprised face.

"I don't know how much money Xiao Zheng makes, but according to what he said, the signing fee, the album sales commission, and the concert ticket fee, it seems that he can indeed make a lot of money," Zheng Xueping thought about it and said, he really didn't know how much money his son had, and he didn't bother to worry about it, anyway, he was not good at money, and his son was older, so he should have autonomy, so he simply let his son take charge of it.

"I heard that Xueping is back?" At this time, a loud voice came from the courtyard, and then a man in his fifties and sixties opened the curtain and walked in, saying with a happy face.

"Second uncle?" Zheng Xueping was stunned for a moment, then stood up happily and said, the person who came was his mother's second brother.

"Hey, it's me, I've finally brought you back, and my sister's hanging heart can also land," Zheng Xueping's uncle sighed, this year is different from previous years, as soon as Xueping came back, there were good villagers to his house in the west of the village to tell him the news that Xueping drove back, and he rushed over and found that there was a majestic off-road vehicle at the door.

"Coincidentally, the second uncle is also here, call my aunt over, let's have dinner together," Zheng Xueyi stood up and took out the two bottles of Erguotou in the cabinet and said.

"It's okay, but your aunt is okay, she still has something to do at home, she can't leave, I haven't seen Xuezheng for a year, let's talk about it today", the second uncle said with a smile, snuffing out the dry smoke in his hand, because he saw Li Xuemei in the house coughing obviously, and when he saw the couple this year, he obviously felt the difference.

Zheng Xueyi and his family went to serve the meal, and plates of hot dishes were served, although they were sumptuous, but most of them were vegetables, and there were only two meat dishes.

"Brother, let's try this wine today, it's very good, this duck is the old Yanjing roast duck that Xiao Zheng brought back from Yanjing, and it tastes very good," Zheng Xueping said to everyone with a smile.

"Alas, I don't know when you'll come back, so this meal is not too rich, and you have to let Xueping do it yourself, and you too, don't say to make a phone call before you come back, so that my brother is a little prepared," Zheng Xueyi looked at his younger brother and took the duck again, and prepared the wine, and said with some guilt.

"Brother, what is this, it's already very good, I still love to eat our family's own vegetables, no pollution, pure natural, not to mention that tomorrow I can eat my brother and sister-in-law's two good Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, by then I will definitely eat brother you flesh pain", Zheng Xueping said with a smile.

"That's certain, my brother has already prepared it for you, and when the Chinese New Year tomorrow comes, you will definitely have a mouth full of oil," Zheng Xueyi said with a smile and patted his brother's shoulder.

"Hey, this roast duck tastes really good, fragrant! Xueping, you said that Xiao Zheng brought it back from Yanjing? Why didn't I see Xiao Zheng?" The second uncle tasted the duck meat, and suddenly thought of something and asked.

Hearing the second uncle mention Zhengji, everyone present looked at each other with complicated eyes, Zheng Xueping picked up the wine glass and touched it with the second uncle and said: "Xiao Zheng is still in Yanjing, and he will probably come back the day after tomorrow." ”

"Yanjing, what is Xiao Zheng doing alone in Yanjing? Can't come back for the New Year?" the second uncle took a sip of wine, felt the strong aroma of wine between his lips and teeth, and looked at the wine bottle in surprise and asked.

"Second uncle, the political minutes are going to be on the Spring Festival Gala!" Xiaotong was eating the fragrant duck neck, and suddenly heard the old uncle ask about the political discipline, and said excitedly.

"Cough, cough", the second uncle was stunned, and then his face turned red, and the wine in his mouth choked into his trachea.

"Xiaotong, what's going on? Zhengji is on the Spring Festival Gala?" the second uncle waved his hand to signal that he was fine, and said with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

Zheng Xiaotong nodded, and proudly explained what Zheng Xueping said to them just now to the second uncle.

"Xueping! In other words, we can see Xiao Zheng singing at the Spring Festival Gala on TV tomorrow night!?" said the second uncle with a look of disbelief.

"It should be like this," Zheng Xueping nodded.

"Oh my God, last summer this kid was swimming in the fish pond with my bare butt, this blink of an eye, this kid is going to perform for the people of the whole country on the Spring Festival Gala?" said the second uncle with emotion, and his mind came to mind the appearance of the summer of Zhengji.

"Yes, to be honest, even we have lived like we've been dreaming this year," Zheng Xueping thought of the changes in this year, buying a car, buying a yard, opening a store, and everything seemed to be beautiful and a little illusory.

"Xueping has such a good boy as Xiaozheng, he has lived out in this life, and there is smoke on the ancestral grave of the politician, sister, you are blessed", the second uncle said with emotion.

"Yes, my grandson is out of breath, but it's a pity that his grandfather went early and can't see today, Xueping, after a while, you go to our cemetery to burn some paper for your father, and tell the ancestors of the politician the good news, so that they can also be happy", the grandmother told her son with a nostalgic expression.

"I will, Mom," Zheng Xueping nodded, thinking of his father who had made a mistake eight years ago, his heart was slightly sour, if only his father was here, he tore off a piece of tender meat on the roast duck, sandwiched it into his mother's bowl and said, "Mom, this meat is tender, you can taste it too."

"Yo, what kind of wine, so fragrant, Lao Zheng, I'm eating!" At this time, a shrill voice came from the door, and then a man of about forty with a sharp beak and a small head walked in with a figure of eight steps quite complacently, looking at the political and academic equality people in front of the table, and when he saw Li Xuemei, his eyes lit up again, the more he looked at it, the more beautiful it became, in the end, it was from the city, much stronger than those crooked melons and cracked dates in the village.

"Yo, Village Chief Zhao, why are you here?" Zheng Xueyi and his wife saw the man who walked in at the door, although they didn't have a good impression in their hearts, they still stood up and said with a smile, no way, even if the Zhao family is the emperor of the soil in this village, if his family wants to live a smooth life, they can't offend the person in front of them.

"It's not that I heard that Xueping is back, so I came to take a look, I didn't expect the time to be in a hurry, I just met you for dinner, but this wine is really fragrant, I can smell the fragrance from afar in the yard, and you are also there, old Wangtou," Zhao Changcai's mung bean's big eyes looked at the food on the table, and his eyes swept over Li Xuemei from time to time.

Zheng Xueping squeezed out a smile, nodded and said hello, he didn't have a good impression of this village chief at all, plus the incident when he went home, he was even more disgusted with Zhao Changcai, but considering that his brother still had to live in the village, he had to be abusive, and Mrs. Wang was even more stern, and she didn't look at Zhao Changcai, but just took Li Xuemei's hand and asked her to eat.