Chapter 168: Good Boy!
As soon as the words fell, Wu Guodong and his whole body were sluggish.
It seemed that any voice of other people in the whole yard didn't matter at all, and hurriedly walked over, such a big chairman, his hands were trembling at the moment, his voice was a little trembling, he squatted down in front of his daughter, raised his neck, looked at Chen Siwen, and lowered his head to look at his daughter, his lips trembled slightly, and he said vigorously, "Okay, good, pregnant, pregnant."
As he spoke, the whole person beckoned very nervously, and hurriedly said, "Wait a while, Dad asked someone to send you home, there are too many people here, and it will be bumpy for a while, and it is not safe." ”
Not only beckoned, but at the moment he lowered his head and lips one by one, as if he was still muttering a little, "Yes, yes, I have to let people hold the corners of the table and the cabinet at home, hahaha, my daughter is pregnant, eh, the ancestors are on top, and my Wu Guodong is also going to be a grandfather!" ”
Wu Penny saw that her father was a little too excited, so she hurriedly got up to pull him, and said dissatisfiedly, "Dad, I'm not a child." ”
God knows how worried Wu Guodong, who was like that when he was a middle-aged widow and daughter, he watched his daughter get up and hurriedly came over to help her, "Dad knows, but don't you have a child in your belly?" We have to plan ahead, this is no joke. ”
Wu Penny's big eyes blinked, and she looked at her husband helplessly.
Of course, Chen Siwen understood the chairman's thoughts, his daughter was unfortunate enough when she was a child, and she finally waited for her granddaughter, can he not keep it in his mouth, and take it to heart completely, so he hurriedly got up and took Wu Penny's other hand, "Dad, I will take good care of her." ”
"You, Dad is indeed relieved, but I just went to the company to take over, and there are a lot of miscellaneous things, it's too hard, well, Dad asked the aunts at home to go over to you, Dad knows that the mind of your little couple is not to want outsiders to disturb the world of your little two, but it's still special treatment in this special period." Wu Guodong discussed.
The father-in-law is still very good, there is no undoubted tone, it is all discussed with the younger couple.
"Dad, how can I be so expensive, I don't need an aunt." Wu Penny looked sideways at Chen Siwen and said with a look of trust, "Besides, I still have my husband to protect me, Dad, there is nothing to do." ”
Chen Siwen smiled and patted her hand, and then looked at her father-in-law, "Dad, as long as you can rest assured, you look at the arrangement is what the doctor said before, this is just pregnant, it's okay to move a little, besides, it's grandpa's birthday, don't send Penny home, I'm next to her." ”
The family is still very happy, Wu Guodong glanced at his daughter's belly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hide and nodded, but he still let a few waiters over there, Hou was next to him, and he was a little helpless to the big boss, but he turned his head to look at his husband, he didn't say anything, and he didn't say a word, looking at the old father's father who was busy going over there to arrange his husband's small family to enter the battle mode, Relying on her husband's very well-behaved Wu Penny, she hummed and put Chen Siwen's little hand on her soft and hot thighs, "Husband, play." ”
Chen Siwen turned his head when he heard this, looked at his daughter-in-law's gorgeous little face, kissed her, and finally noticed the front again.
Old Man Liu was still holding a collection of poems, thinking thoughtfully about the scope of his poems.
Suddenly, today's old man Shou Xinghua, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair, spoke, he touched his white beard and smiled: "Lao Liu, you wait a minute." ”
Old Man Liu smiled: "What's the matter, Lao Hua? ”
Old Man Hua teased: "You are a little unparticular, I went to your house half a year ago and saw this plan, I said I wanted it, and I wanted to exchange it with you, you didn't agree to live or die, just don't give it to me, what do you mean?" And now it's out? You don't give face to your old friend, but we've been friends for decades. ”
After a pause, he said: "No, this character is bound to be obtained, I have a big birthday today, I will rely on the old man to sell an old, I hope you will give me a little thin noodles for this old man, is this character given to me?" ”
"Ugh."
"This."
"The birthday star is the biggest."
"Old man Hua, don't rob us juniors, haha."
Everyone said everything, but in fact, there was no smell of gunpowder, it was just entertainment, everyone was just communicating, and it was generally not hurtful.
Old Man Liu was happy, waved his hand and said: "That's not good, Lao Hua, friends are friends, I just let out all the words, can't you let me take it back?" Since you want to, you can also participate, and this collection of poems is important to my grandson before, plus his recent birthday is approaching, I haven't given it to him, so it's too easy to give it to you directly, my grandfather is too much. ”
After a little thought, he said: "That's it, I'll give a proposal, let's take care of the two birthday stars today, this exchange, which person's poem won in the end, then the color head will be given by him to the two birthday stars, or Lao Hua, or my grandson, it will be regarded as a birthday gift from me, everyone see?" ”
Chen Siwen was stunned when he heard this, and he understood after a simple thought, giving it to Mr. Hua, that is, buying face, and leaving affection, and giving it to his grandson, the fat water did not leave outsiders' fields, as soon as this color was taken out, no matter how you thought about it, this gift was very golden.
So, who is not a person at this level?
And what Chen Siwen didn't notice was that Old Man Liu quietly gave his grandson a look, hey, it seems that his mind is not just about gifts.
Old Man Hua pointed at him with a smile, "You, you have been old since before. ”
Master Liu and he are old acquaintances, and they speak very casually, "It must be fair, if you just come to a personal competition, you have written a lifetime of poetry, if you come to write, the old poet of the last century, of course, it is a steady win, there is no suspense, and there is no fun, the competition, there must be a little suspense." ”
Everyone pondered it, and there was no opinion.
"I'll see it."
"Haha, today is the birthday of Mr. Hua, and it is reasonable to give the color head to the old man."
"Cheng, it's up to Lao Liu's arrangement."
"Count me in, since Old Man Hua is bound to win, I will also contribute."
With a simple arrangement, the purpose of the exchange has been achieved, and everyone can accept this love, who doesn't want to show his face in front of Mr. Hua, not to mention that Mr. Renhua is obviously so interested in this collection of poems.
Everyone is really greedy for Mr. Liu's poetry collection, but they are also self-aware, on this occasion, Mr. Renhua mentioned a mouthful he liked, a little longer snack, no matter whether Lao Liu mentioned it or not, won the lottery, pondered and had to give it to Mr. Hua, this is wisdom.
Of course, they can't fight, the old man Hua has a birthday, and the status is also there, although the old man Hua may have fought for a lifetime, and the cultural literacy may not be as high as many masters present, but because of this, just the prestige of the identity can also crush people, and none of them have a good time to fight with the old man Hua, it is too eyeless.
Therefore, Mr. Liu's proposal made everyone feel interested, and he borrowed the old man's poetry collection to send a love, this kind of love at a critical moment, and the value of a poetry collection, maybe who is higher.
When I boarded, everyone was a little nervous.
The backyard was a little lively, and many people gathered next to Mr. Hua.
Liu Bowen turned out to be no one here, it is estimated that except for him to win, no one will think of him as a little birthday star, and he is not angry, he behaved mildly and elegantly at this time, and said happily: "Grandpa, you are bullying me with little qualifications." ”
Old man Liu is not a single heir, he has long been separated, and it is understandable that some of the old objects in the family are greedy for future generations.
Old man Hua quipped: "Xiao Liu, I think you should give up, go back and get your grandfather's poetry collection, I will hang it for you for two days first, and then give it to me." ”
Liu Bowen said with a smile: "That's not good, I wanted this collection of poems during the New Year, my uncle and two uncles still disagreed, both uncles bullied the small, especially the seven words in it, which is very well written, I also want it very much, I left home at a young age, and I just lack a treasure of this kind of town." ”
"It's also the treasure of the town." Old Man Liu smiled unceremoniously at his grandson, "Lao Hua, you see that this stinky boy in my family is becoming more and more unable to speak." ”
Old Man Hua said: "It's a good thing that young people have sharpness. ”
Liu Bowen smiled generously at his grandfather, "Grandpa, what Grandpa Hua said is reasonable. ”
Then he said to Old Man Hua: "Grandpa Hua, it's important that I like this too, don't blame it." ”
Old Man Hua still likes this kind of straight character, and he is not ambiguous at the moment, "Of course not, but I'm afraid that after I win and you win the lottery, you will blame me for robbing you of what you like." ”
Many people heard the words and raised their voices.
In fact, the smell of gunpowder is all in the mouth, just to have fun. What is the identity of Mr. Hua?
What is Liu Bowen's identity?
How can you hold a grudge because of this, that's too petty, the reason why I say this is that Liu Bowen is happy to run to a lively scene, and Mr. Hua is also happy, otherwise there is no sense of competition, and the atmosphere is not warm.
Not to mention, as soon as the old and the young sang and harmonized, the atmosphere was aroused, and naturally the two of them could show their faces, and there was also the meaning of the master's family, well, this old and young man were more like the master's family than Chen Siwen, who was hiding aside and touching his daughter-in-law's thigh.
Originally, at this time in previous years, Wu Guodong, who was a son-in-law, came out to control the situation, but this year, Mr. Hua was a little puzzled, he didn't see anyone, and he didn't know what he was busy with.
"So let's get started? Lao Hua, do you give the range or do I give it? Old Man Liu said with a smile.
"Isn't there a rule, you gave the lottery this year, so you can come." Mr. Hua looked for his son-in-law twice, and he didn't care, where can he write poetry, he will usually give a temporary topic, and then everyone starts to play, chanting poems right, for the old literati who have fought all his life, Mr. Hua can't enjoy it anymore?
I'm happy to have this kind of exchange.
"Then I'm coming."
Old man Liu walked around a few times and thought for a while, "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, and the poems that write about the moon and the Mid-Autumn Festival have endured from ancient times to the present. ”
Liu Bowen was still relatively stable on his face, and he seemed to be very confident, "Okay, I'm fine." ”
"I also think it's good, I still remember that Mr. Hua likes Mid-Autumn Festival words, and he wrote a monthly poem a few years ago, which is very amazing, just right, and it is also a congratulations to the birthday star."
"Moreover, who doesn't have a few Mid-Autumn Festival poems in their hands, and the Mid-Autumn Festival words are prepared, I have long wanted to see what great achievements you have made in recent years, and it is good to write the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Everyone, you say a word to me, it seems that I am still quite satisfied with Mr. Liu's proposal, is it mainly communication-oriented, if the topic is too unpopular, it is really improvised, and sometimes it is miserable, from ancient times to the present, there are only a few seven-step poems that can be seen in the past?
The eternal theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival is the most suitable for this kind of exchange.
The topic was set in a few words, Mid-Autumn Festival.
When Chen Siwen heard this, he picked up his little hand that was probably hot on Wu Penny's thigh, touched his nose, and Wu Penny looked down, and then asked curiously, "Husband, what are you laughing at?" ”
"Oh, I remember something happy."
To be honest, if it is changed to another topic, Chen Siwen is still a little worried that the brainstorming will not be in place, if it is messed up, it will be terrible, and if you say Mid-Autumn Festival. Then I'm not sleepy.
Casually took the grapes fed by the big boss, and then peeled oranges for her and stuffed them into her crystal little mouth, "Oh, you can eat it too." ”
Penny Wu obediently raised her head.
And someone in front of him quietly glanced at the back, stared deeply at it, and soon closed it again, Liu Bowen exhaled, then showed a smile again, and walked a few steps, "Then I'll be ugly first."
Speaking, it is also a seven-character poem, well, it sounds very simple, but a few times it made many people present frown, the voice fell, and then relaxed, an old man helplessly raised his finger and pointed at Old Man Liu, and then looked at Liu Bowen, and said with a smile, "You guys, it seems that this is prepared, Xiao Liu's ability to write poems seems to be getting stronger and stronger, this seven-law, except for no allusion support, no celebrity embellishment, can be called the top, compared with the late Liu family's Mid-Autumn Festival poem, Don't let it go, eh, Lao Liu, you really gave birth to a good grandson. ”
Liu Bowen glanced at Old Man Hua.
Old man Hua took a sip, and couldn't help nodding a few times, just about to say something, the son-in-law finally came back, and said something in his ear.
Then the old man was in a trance, and suddenly stretched out his hand tremblingly, let his son-in-law help him up, ignored everyone, and staggered back, walked in front of Wu Penny, and took her hand, there seemed to be old tears in his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and he muttered vigorously: "Good boy, good boy"
(End of chapter)