When the Chinese New Year was approaching, the Luo family was lively, both families came, and Li Amei also called home and asked her parents to come to the city for the New Year, but Luo Haiying refused.

While persuading her daughter on the phone, "Mom was ignorant back then, she made a lot of mistakes, now your parents' life is good, you don't have to worry about it, live your own life well, get married in the first year, go back to Tian Shuai's hometown, look at your mother-in-law, your mother-in-law didn't come, and if you don't go back for the New Year, it's hard to say." Buy something for your eldest brother and sister-in-law, and throw it on the old man when you leave. ”

After the miscarriage, Luo Haiying took care of her in the city for a month, and waited for Li Amei to raise her for a full month before returning to her hometown.

Now that she heard her daughter's voice, Luo Haiying's heart finally fell.

"Mom, you really can't come?" Li Amei is thinking about waiting for the New Year to return to her hometown.

"But it's over, you can have a good New Year, go back to your hometown and get along with the people over there, don't make children angry." Luo Haiying was still happy when she saw her daughter thinking of herself first, "You said let's go to the New Year, Tian Shuai didn't say anything?" The days are for two people, and you have something to discuss with him. ”

"He said that this year's vacation can be longer, and when you come to celebrate the New Year together, and then go back to your hometown, he mentioned it first, otherwise I just want you to come, and I can't open this mouth."

"He wants to make you happy, and you can't follow his temperament. When the spring is over, your dad and I will go over to see you. The mother and daughter spoke a few more words before hanging up the phone.

The family didn't come, and after Tian Shuai had a holiday, the couple went back to their hometown, although Li Kemei is rural, she can live in the city, and she is slightly better in temperament, and rural people naturally can't compare.

And he is kind, and he doesn't look down on rural people at all because he lives in the city, and after returning to the Tian family. took the initiative to help cook, laundry, and clean up the house, and combed Mrs. Tian's hair every day, although she couldn't see what her daughter-in-law looked like, Mrs. Tian liked it very much. Someone from the family came, and they were full of praise.

In the compound, the old couple of the Luo family came, and they couldn't live with Ben, so they lived in the Zhang family's house, the Luo family brothers still lived in the study, Zhang Guilan and his wife took the boudoir to live in the bedroom, Zhang Guilan felt that the house was small, and pulled Luo Jijun at night to say change the house.

"That's good, the two brothers don't stay at home very often. After graduating from school, they went directly to the army, and the boudoir happened to live in their room. ”

"Then they won't go home? What about the holidays? Zhang Guilan didn't want to leave the compound, but there were so many people in the family, and she would wait for her children to get married in the future. It simply doesn't work.

"And your mom and dad are also old, so they have to come to the city."

Luo Jijun pulled her to sleep, "Sleep, discuss with the children then." ”

Knowing that he was moved.

Zhang Guilan didn't say anything more.

However, the day before the Chinese New Year, a guest came to the house, it was Luo Aijun's girlfriend Fan Luoluo, and he mentioned a lot of things. I brought two large boxes of all kinds of foreign wine.

Luo Aijun seemed to expect her to come, and took her things, "Why do you bring so many things?" ”

"I'm afraid that I'll take it too little, so you drive me back." Fan Luoluo stuck out his tongue.

Only then did she greet Zhang Guilan, "Hello, Auntie." I didn't say hello first, I was going to celebrate the New Year at your house today, so I bothered. ”

"Come in, it's crowded." Zhang Guilan dragged people into the house.

The boudoir also squeezed forward and looked at Fan Luoluo with a wink. Fan Luoluo touched the boudoir's head, and then entered the house, but it was obviously not herself who came in with Fan Luoluo, and there was another one behind.

Fan Luoluo was taken aback, "Qingshan, why are you here?" ”

It was a boy of eleven or twelve who came in, he was only so old, he was already very good-looking, and he didn't know what would happen when he grew up.

It was Fan Luoluo's younger brother Fan Qingshan, who secretly followed here, as soon as Fan Luoluo finished asking, he immediately took out the phone and called home, as soon as the phone rang, Fan's mother over there directly asked if Qingshan had arrived, Fan Luoluo understood, obviously the family helped to get it.

Angrily, he hung up the phone directly, but he didn't dare to show it in Luo's house, "Qingshan, come in and say hello." ”

When they arrived, Fan Luoluo was embarrassed to explain to everyone, "This is my younger brother Fan Qingshan, twelve years old this year, who was secretly sent by my parents to be with me, I didn't know it, and I was also taken aback." ”

Fan Qingshan said hello crisply, "Hello uncle and aunt, good brother, good sister." ”

Then his eyes looked at the boudoir's body, and he twisted his head in disgust.

The boudoir actually followed him, twisted her head coldly, and made everyone laugh.

Suddenly there are two more people in the family, and they really can't live there, and now there is a hotel, Zhang Guilan opened a room in the best hotel in the city, and worried that the two sisters and brothers were not safe, Zhang Guilan asked the Luo brothers to go to the hotel to live together.

Seeing the situation at home, Luo Jijun began to think about where to buy a house, but he didn't give him too much time, and it was the New Year.

There were suddenly a lot of people at home, Zhang Guilan began to prepare side dishes the night before, and even set a list of dishes, and began to change the knife early the next morning, the old mouth of the Zhang family and the Luo family came over, except for Guo Ying, who stayed in the house, everyone else saw that there was any work to help, and Luo Aijun and several people also rushed over from the hotel early.

Fan Luoluo is a girl in the city, she doesn't know how to cook at all, she went into the kitchen to help hand over things, and said that she wanted to learn to cook, so Zhang Guilan didn't drive her out.

Fan Qingshan sat in the living room watching TV, his eyes looked around, and he kept hearing his sister say how good the Luo family was, which made him curious, so he followed, but he was disappointed when he came here, it was very old and dilapidated, and it couldn't compare with the family at all.

If he hadn't insisted on coming along, he would have gone home a long time ago, and now he can only wait here, Fan Qingshan changed the channel boringly, while watching the boudoirs running back and forth in the house, retracting his eyes with disdain, what's so funny.

The boudoir had enough of playing, walked in front of Fan Qingshan, stretched out her hand to pestle Fan Qingshan's face, and pestle her nose, as if playing with a doll, Fan Qingshan wanted to push people away in disgust, but looking at the villain standing in front of him, he was too small, and he was fat like a small meat mound, and he couldn't bear to shoot at all.

When Fan Qingshan was entangled here, when Zhou Aiyue came in from outside. Seeing such a scene, the protective stepped forward and protected the boudoir in his arms.

Fan Qingshan crossed his hands in front of his chest and looked at Zhou Ai mockingly. "You're not going to like her, are you?"

The tone was like a child, to an adult.

"What about liking? This is my daughter-in-law. Zhou Aiyue hooked the corners of her lips, "It's you, it's a shame that you want to bully children when you're so old." ”

"I didn't bully her, she kept poking me." Fan Qingshan retorted unwillingly.

Zhou Aiyue didn't listen to what he said, and took her boudoir to the study, Luo Aijun saw him coming, and said with a smile, "I said you would come today." The eldest brother has to admit it. How? I haven't dispelled the idea of marrying a girlfriend as a daughter-in-law. The boudoir is so cute, you can't pinch her face like you do now, she will be your daughter-in-law at that time. ”

Zhou Aiyue sat on the bed with her boudoir in her arms, "You have time to talk to me about this here, why don't you go and see your brother-in-law." It's boring to sit there alone, don't cry for the New Year and go home to find your mother. ”

This joking made Fan Qingshan in the living room grit his teeth when he heard it, the key is that he really misses his mother a little, and now he listens to Zhou Aiyue laughing at himself, and he stubbornly suppresses this idea, so he has to cry. If you want to cry, wouldn't he really laugh at it?

In the study, Luo Aijun raised his eyebrows, glanced into the living room, and then lowered his voice and said, "It's good that you're here, otherwise he would really cry." ”

"Okay, okay, you can come up with this bad idea." Zhou Aiyue scratched her boudoir's nose. only got up, "I'll go back first, today's New Year, I'll stay outside for a long time, my mother must be nagging." ”

Luo Aijun got up to send Zhou Aiyue. Fan Qingshan in the living room snorted coldly and twisted his head, the two looked at each other and smiled, and didn't say much.

As for Guo Ying, who stayed in the bedroom, she couldn't help but mutter, "I got two outsiders to come to the house, and I don't know what their family thinks, and they will go outside for the New Year." ”

Luo Laohan and Zhang Laowu were playing chess, and they didn't raise their heads, "You let people go to your family's house, this is Aijun's girlfriend, a Beijinger, from the capital, you think people love to come to such a small place." ”

Guo Ying stopped squeaking.

"What about patriotism? He's the big brother, so he should have a girlfriend, right? ”

Seeing that she always wanted to find something wrong, Luo Laohan twisted his brows, "We stayed here for the seventh day of the first month, you can bear with it, and you want to make trouble going home." ”

Guo Ying is honest.

There was the sound of firecrackers in the compound, and the Luo family's dishes were ready, a big table was full, and there were nearly twenty dishes, and Fan Qingshan's face was always cold, and he had a smile.

After arranging the seat, I ate with my head down, and when the food reached my mouth, my eyes lit up.

To be honest, this made Fan Luoluo also breathe a sigh of relief, and his younger brother had been going home since last night, and now that he saw people smiling, he was relieved to talk to Luo Aijun.

When they came back this time, the two of them just wanted to tell their families about getting married, and they would get married as soon as they graduated.

After the meal, Luo Aijun picked out the matter, this is a happy event, Zhang Guilan is very happy, "You set the day, it is your business to leave and right, if there is anything we want to do, just ask." ”

When she got married, she didn't get the love of her in-laws, Zhang Guilan knew what it was like, and she didn't want to impose her opinions too much on the children.

"Auntie, don't worry, I will teach you well in the future." Fan Luoluo couldn't hide his joy in his shyness.

It made everyone laugh.

ps：

I said a few points about deleting comments, and I was personally attacked and scolded for being perverted, why didn't I delete it? Also, when I write a novel, I don't need to write why or why I wrote such a plot, why should I be in the ward before? As soon as I delete the comment, I will have an opinion, so there is no need to scold Wen Ke and scold the author directly, right? Reading novels is just for fun, if you don't like it, you don't have to read it, there's no need to scold. I sometimes think that if I continue to write, my ancestors are about to be scolded, hehe, but I am still grateful to those who have always supported me, there are many authors who write plots in order to cater to readers, but I want to write the stories I want to write, what do you don't like, then I can only say sorry. It's called pink tickets with those girls who support Baba.