On the weekend of January 25, 2009, today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, which is Chinese New Year's Eve in Chinese terms!

Park Ji-sub changed into a hanbok early in the morning and came to the hall awkwardly! The villa became empty, Park Chu-ah and Shin Ji-min had already packed up their things and gone home, and the six of Girls' Generation had no time for the Spring Festival, and they had to shoot a show.

The five girls are about to return, and Quan Xiaosheng is accompanying his teammates to do publicity. Naturally, only the old members of the year remained.

Han Enjing's white hair was covered with a traditional hat, and the girl was wearing a women's hanbok and carrying a skirt and wandering around the living room. Park Ji-yeon looked at her sleeves with a stinky face, looking disgusted.

Park Hyo-min leaned lazily on the sofa, holding snacks in his hand and eating them from time to time. However, this year there are two more members than in previous years.

"Hey, the clothes are a little big." Park Suyan frowned, walked down from the upstairs with a dissatisfied face, and shouted to Quan Baolan behind her: "It's all Oni to blame you, you said try again." ”

"Obviously, you said that you were afraid of gaining weight." Quan Baolan shouted angrily wearing a pink hanbok.

"I don't care about you for the New Year." Park So-yeon proudly raised her head and snorted softly, walked up to Park Ji-sub, who was looking at the door, turned around, and said, "Is it beautiful?" ”

Park Ji-sub retracted his gaze and looked at Park So-yeon suspiciously.

"Hey, I asked you, is it pretty?" The girl asked again dissatisfiedly.

Park Ji-sub touched his nose, then nodded quickly. Park So-yeon walked to the living room and sat down satisfied, and pulled Park Hyo-min to show off.

"Haven't your uncle and aunt arrived yet?" Jeon Bo-lan ran to Park Ji-sub and stood up, looked at the door where there was no movement at all, and asked suspiciously.

Park Ji-sub spread his hand and shook his head helplessly. I don't know if his father suddenly opened his mind and took his mother to Europe for free travel. I didn't call back until it was almost the New Year, saying that I wanted to come to see my baby son and baby daughter. By the way, take a look at the daughter-in-law of Quan Baolan......

After looking at it again for a while, seeing that there was no movement, Park Ji-sub could only reluctantly turn around and walk to the sofa and sit down.

"Hey, which of you moved the gift box I bought yesterday." A loud roar. Han Enjing panted and looked at the people present and shouted angrily.

"Ernie, the one with the pork belly?"

Just as everyone was looking at each other, Park Ji-yeon suddenly shouted weakly.

Han Enjing was stunned for a moment, and then ran into the kitchen with a black face. Then the girl walked out with an empty box on her face full of distress. A face crumpled.

"When people are hungry at night, they ......" Park Ji-yeon hurriedly stood up and said with an embarrassed expression.

"Isn't there food in the refrigerator, you have to touch me." Han En shouted quietly.

"Those aren't as advanced!" Park Ji-yeon bit her lip and muttered.

Park Ji-sub shook his head speechlessly, Park Ji-yeon has been quite strange lately. Either staring at somewhere in a daze, or shouting some strange terms in surprise. Last night, when Han Enjing brought the gift box back, she made a special statement, but she was still eaten.

"I'll settle accounts with you next time!" Han Eunjing took a deep breath and glared at Park Ji-yeon fiercely and said angrily.

Park Ji-yeon smiled sweetly, stepped forward and hugged Han Eunjing's arm and began to be coquettish. At this time, she should be like a pet, otherwise she may have to punish her after Han Enjing.

"President, your father has arrived."

Just when everyone was watching Han Eunjing's farce, a voice suddenly came from Park Ji-sub's waist. Suddenly the living room fell into chaos, and Park Hyo-min sat up from the sofa with a carp. Quickly put away the snacks and threw them in the trash, then clapped his hands, took out wet wipes and wiped his face! He patted his clothes again, and ran to the door in a standard posture to stand.

Quan Baolan put away her lazy posture at once, and stood at the door next to Park Hyo-min with her skirt. Park So-yeon, who was checking in the mirror to see if there was anything wrong with herself, stumbled a little, and after regaining her balance, she also stood at the door.

Han Eunjing and Park Ji-yeon glanced at each other, and then the two of them changed their smiles together and ran to the door to stand next to each other.

The sudden change made Park Ji-sub not react, he held the walkie-talkie and looked at the five girls stupidly! The corners of his mouth twitched. He shook the bell in his hand, stood up, and walked unhurriedly to the door.

"Hey, son, it's really big enough here!"

A neutral voice came. The corners of Park Ji-sub's mouth trembled and looked at Park Fanyeol, who was dressed in often bright-colored casual clothes. Is this his frugal dad? Why are you so angry.

"Abba, I miss you." With a sweet smile, Park Ji-yeon stepped forward and hugged Park Fanyeol's arm and shouted coquettishly.

"Hello uncle!" The remaining four girls bowed and shouted, then looked at the woman in a dress next to them and shouted, "Hello aunt! ”

"This ......" Park Fanyeol patted Park Ji-yeon's head and looked at the four girls in front of him a little unresponsive.

"Uncle, come in and sit. I'll pour you tea. ”

Park So-yeon stepped forward and said with a smile.

Han Enjing and Park Hyo-min glanced at each other, and they both stepped forward and took the middle-aged woman's arm and said together: "Auntie, come and sit here and tell us about what we have seen in Europe." ”

Jeon Baolan looked at the three of them blankly, and then turned his head to look at Park Ji-sub with a bitter face. She realized that she didn't know what to do, and it was clear that she was the real girlfriend.

Park Ji-sub smiled bitterly and took the girl's hand and shook the bell in front of him, and when he saw his parents looking at it, he took out his mobile phone and directly showed the words that had been typed.

'Abba, doll mother, these are my son's fiancées, I will give you New Year's greetings this year, are you ready for red envelopes? ’

The two middle-aged men glanced at each other with a wry smile, and this year was getting more and more than one year. The two of them were relieved and complicated. South Korea's constitution allows polygamy, as long as you can settle it out, and you can marry as many as you want. Although at present, there is basically no one who can reach this level in the private sector, and it is even rare to see such people in the news. But it doesn't mean that there isn't, at least at the height of Park Ji-sub, he knows that Lee Jae-hyun has at least seven wives.

With the sweet shouts of several girls, a group of people walked into the house. It's just that everyone didn't notice it, and Park Ji-yeon, who was following behind, looked at them with flickering eyes.

"Hurry up...... Hurry up so I can start my own plans. Park Ji-yeon looked at Park Ji-sub with a faint look in her eyes, and muttered quietly as if chanting a mantra.

Park Ji-sub sat quietly on the side, looking at this group of girls who were more well-behaved than ever. He didn't even know that Park So-yeon could actually make tea...... When did you learn it? (To be continued.) )

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