On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Wang Xiangzhong's house. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was cold and windy outside, but the Wang family was warm. Wang Xiangzhong has money, and then this year he installed a set of six sets of wall-mounted radiators and a small boiler in his home. There are two groups in the living room, one in the kitchen, one bedroom for Wang Xiangzhong and his wife, one for Wang Zheng's bedroom, and one for Wang Zheng's grandmother.

In order to take care of Wang Zheng's grandmother, after the cold winter, Wang Xiangzhong took Wang Zheng's grandmother to the house.

As the saying goes, if you eat on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, there will be no outsiders.

Wang Xiangzhong filled several shovels of coal into the small boiler, then hurried to the house, shook the snow on his body, and said, "It's snowing." ”

"Shovel, shovel." Xiao Wang Ning saw his father coming in from outside, holding a small plastic shovel in his hand, and was about to walk towards the door.

Wang Zheng saw it and hurriedly stopped: "Sister, it's snowing, not sand, so you can't go out to play." ”

Wang Ning saw that his brother had blocked the door, turned his head and walked towards the round table on the side.

This round table was also bought from the Dazhai Township Fair when the New Year's Fair was held in Layue this year, and it cost more than 300 yuan. At the beginning, when Wang Zheng and his brother-in-law Wu Xiutao bought back this big round table, their mother Wu Xiufen still thought that things were big and in the way, but now they came in handy.

The large round table, which can seat fifteen people, is now in the middle of the living room of the Wang family.

Seeing Xiao Wang Ning staggering towards the round table with a plastic shovel toy in his hand, Wang Xiangzhong was worried that his daughter would poke the dishes on the round table, so he hurriedly hugged Xiao Wang Ning.

"My daughter, we can't do it first, grandma hasn't eaten yet."

Wang Zheng's grandmother is now sitting on the sofa with a happy smile on her face.

"Zhong'er, is the doll hungry? Let's feed the doll first. Xiang Zhong's family, enough, enough, a few of us can't eat so many dishes. ”

"Mother, I also know that we can't eat so many dishes, but your son has to let me cook so many dishes, so I can't help but agree. Wang Ning is not hungry yet, let's eat together. Wu Xiufen smiled and put the last dish on the table, and beckoned the whole family to come to dinner.

"Mother, there are few people in our family now, and when my sister and I grow up, Xiao Wang Ning found her mother-in-law's family, and I also married my daughter-in-law, and the family has two more babies, and our family will have eleven people, and when the time comes, this round table will be full, and these dishes can all be eaten."

When Wang Zheng's grandmother heard this, she looked at Wang Zheng with a smile and asked, "Good grandson, do I have the blessing to wait for you to hold my grandson?" ”

Without waiting for Wang Zheng to speak, Wu Xiufen hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, our family portrait is your old man's." Mother, your life limit is long, and you can live for at least another twenty years. ”

Wang Zheng's grandmother was happy when she heard this.

"Okay, good, I'll live another twenty years, and I'll live to ninety-six."

Wang Zheng was secretly happy in his heart: Grandma, don't say it, according to your previous life, you can really live to ninety-six. However, now that our conditions are good, we will arrange for you to have a physical examination twice a year, take good care of you, and strive to make you at least 100 years old.

Although my grandmother really lived to be ninety-six years old in her previous life, she died in 2013, and her son in her previous life was born in 2012, but because my grandmother was old at that time, her child was small and far away, and she didn't see her great-grandson when she was alive.

In this life, Wang Zheng secretly made up his mind, not to mention anything else, this marriage and childbirth must be advanced. It is best to give birth to children before the age of twenty, and how many can be born, anyway, Wang Zheng's idea is one, that is, having more children and grandchildren is a blessing.

The Wang family will definitely not be short of money in the future, let alone two, ten or eight can still afford it.

"Grandma, you can live to be at least a hundred years old!" Wang Zheng moved the sofa to the round table, and then the grandmother who was holding her little feet came over and sat on the sofa.

Grandma sat on the sofa, and then Wang Xiangzhong and his family of four moved chairs and sat down around the round table.

"Good, good, good, live to be a hundred years old."

After the family sat down, Wang Xiangzhong picked up a bottle of Moutai to pour wine for his mother, and little Wang Ning saw it and stretched out his hand to ask his father for a wine bottle.

"Wine wine, Ning Ning pours wine wine."

Wang Xiangzhong looked at it, and said with a busy face: "Ning Ning, don't make trouble. ”

When Wang Zheng's grandmother saw it, she was immediately unhappy.

"Look at how you talk to my granddaughter as a father, I don't like to drink the wine you pour, I like to drink the wine poured by my granddaughter."

Wang Xiangzhong was beaten by his mother, scratched his head a little embarrassed, looked at his mother and said, "Mother, I'm afraid that Ning Ning accidentally spilled the wine, this wine is expensive." ”

When Wang Zheng's grandmother heard this, she was even more unhappy.

"Is your broken bottle precious or my little granddaughter precious? Pour a wine and still don't let you pour it? ”

Wang Xiangzhong saw that his mother seemed to be really unhappy, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, Ning Ning poured wine for grandma, Ning Ning is good, hey, Ning Ning is slow, Dad helps." ”

Wang Zheng saw that his sister was really a tiger, holding an open bottle of Moutai wine, and staggered over to pour wine for his grandmother.

Wang Xiangzhong shouted to help, and Wu Xiufen had already poured a glass of wine for her grandmother with Wang Ning in her arms.

"Sister, who will pour wine next?" Wang Zheng looked at his sister with a grin.

Wang Ning looked at his father, then at his brother, then lowered his head, held Moutai, and staggered to where his brother was sitting. She walked with her head bowed, muttering as she spoke.

"Brother drinks wine, pour wine for brother."

When Wang Xiangzhong heard this, he pretended to be jealous and unhappy.

"Hey, my status in the family is getting worse and worse, Xiao Wang Ning has to pour wine for her brother first, and then give it to me."

Grandma smiled happily and said, "Yes, good granddaughter, pour wine for your brother first, and then pour it for your mother, and then pour it for your father, let your father be in a hurry." ”

Wang Zheng watched his sister staggering over, and hurriedly said, "Hey, it's wrong, sister, it's wrong, pour wine for dad first." ”

Wang Ning walked to Wang Zheng's side, and when he saw his brother picking up the wine cup and not letting him pour the wine, he pouted and pouted and was about to cry.

"Wang Zheng, let your sister fall, you can just serve it to your father."

Wang Zheng saw that his sister was about to cry, so he hurriedly put the wine cup on the table, and hurriedly said, "Okay, my sister has poured wine for my brother." ”

Wang Ning's height couldn't reach the table at all, so Wu Xiufen picked up Wang Ning and poured Wang Zheng a full glass of wine.

Wang Zheng shook his head and watched his sister fill the wine cup in front of him, and then glanced at the grape juice in front of him. I really want to taste Moutai at this time, but I know that now is the time for me to grow my body, and I must not touch tobacco and alcohol.

"Xiao Wang Ning, who will pour wine next?" After pouring Wang Zheng, Wu Xiufen asked her daughter.

"Mom, mom drinks."

At this time, Wang Xiangzhong was also happy, pointed to his daughter and said to his mother: "Mother, I really told you to be right, my current status in our family is the last." ”

"You were supposed to be the last one."

Wang Zheng couldn't drink, so he turned to his father with a wine cup and said, "Dad, you have worked hard this year, this glass of wine was poured by my sister, and I will honor you." ”

Wang Xiangzhong was a little moved when he heard this, nodded again and again, and took the wine cup.

Wang Zheng poured another glass of grape juice for his mother, sister and himself, and then the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner officially began.