"Auntie, uncle!"

As soon as the two entered the living room of the main building of the villa, Yueyue and Yangyang ran over with joy.

The two little guys hugged the thighs of Zhao Xiaobei and Egret respectively, their big eyes flickering, very cute.

On the sofa, Bai Qingchuan and Xia Ya were drinking tea, and Bai Yu and Song Yuexi were smiling and watching the two of them beside them.

"Look, what is this?"

Zhao Xiaobei took out two thick red envelopes from his pocket.

"Red envelopes!"

Yueyue and Yangyang's eyes immediately lit up, and they all jumped up with their little hands raised, "Uncle, give it to me, give it to me quickly!" ”

"Shouldn't you say that?" The egret grinned and embarrassed the two little ones.

"Huh?"

The pair of sisters and brothers glanced at each other, and suddenly puffed, knelt down towards Zhao Xiaobei and Bailu, and said in a milky voice:

"Aunt, uncle, Yueyue and Yangyang are giving you New Year's greetings! I wish you all a big house, a good car, and a lot of money this year...... Then give us a place to live, give us a seat, give us flowers! ”

Hey, these two little guys, with their little mouths and mouths, are still in a set!

And earn money for them to spend?

Zhao Xiaobei gave them two red envelopes with a smile, and originally wanted to touch their little heads, but the two little rabbits took the red envelopes and ran away.

Good reality!

"Uncle Bai, Auntie, Happy New Year!"

Shaking his head, Zhao Xiaobei walked to the sofa with the gift, "I heard Lulu say that Uncle Bai likes old wine, this is what I took from a friend, 30-year-old Erguotou." ”

"Auntie, this is a gift for you, I don't understand, it was Lulu who picked it out for you."

"You kid, come here, why do you still buy gifts?"

Xia Ya said no, but she quickly took the jewelry box from Zhao Xiaobei's hand, and said while opening it: "This is ...... Sheep fat jade? Xiaobei, you have a heart! ”

"Mom, it's obviously a gift I picked, what are you praising Xiaobei for?"

The egret came over and hugged Xia Ya's arm, "Shouldn't you praise me?" ”

"You, eat this vinegar too!"

Xia Ya happily put the bracelet on her wrist and raised her hand to tap the tip of the egret's nose: "Like Yueyue and Yangyang, a child's heart!" ”

"Hee-hee!"

"Xiaobei, come and sit here."

Bai Qingchuan patted the sofa, "I heard Xiao Yu say, you went to Sanyu some time ago, how did you play?" ”

"It's good."

Zhao Xiaobei walked over, "I haven't been to Sanhua before, but I didn't expect it to be quite hot over there, and the difference between it and this side can be 20 degrees." ”

"It is like spring all year round, and it is the most suitable for health."

Bai Qingchuan nodded, "If it weren't for too many things on the company's side, I would have taken your Aunt Xia to Sanhua for the New Year." ”

"Forget it."

As soon as Bai Qingchuan's words fell, Xia Ya said: "How many times have you told me this, and I haven't seen you take me out to play?" ”

"Is this ...... Too busy at work. ”

Bai Qingchuan's face was embarrassed, "This year, I will definitely take you there this year." ”

"Okay."

Xia Ya said directly: "You have heard it too, remember what your father just said, and you will have to testify to me when the time comes!" ”

"Hee-hee, no problem, Mom."

Egret responded with a grin, "By the way, why don't you turn on the TV?" Today is the fifteenth party! ”

"It's that stuff every year, what's there to see?"

Xia Ya shrugged her shoulders, "If it weren't for the song that Xiaobei wrote for you at this year's Spring Festival Gala, we wouldn't have watched it." ”

Zhao Xiaobei, who had just picked up the teacup, grinned, and his heart was still ...... It's pretty cool.

After all, the future mother-in-law values herself so much, do you still have to worry about being bullied at the Egret mother's house in the future?

"Gee, that's not the point."

Egret waved his hand, "Isn't there a 'My Favorite Spring Festival Gala Program' announced today?" What we are waiting for today is the announcement of the list of this show! ”

"Why are you waiting for this?"

Holding Yueyue's white gyle, he asked a little strangely: "You don't believe in your singing ability so much, is there still a problem with being selected for this list?" ”

"Not really."

The egret hadn't spoken yet, but Zhao Xiaobei said:

"The main thing is that I have a good friend who made a bet with a guy named Zhang Songyu, betting on whose work can be selected for 'My Favorite Spring Festival Gala Program'."

"If his work doesn't enter, he will lose a song to Zhang Songyu, and if Zhang Songyu's work doesn't enter, he will lose 10 million summer coins to my good friend."

"Do you people in the entertainment industry bet so much?"

Bai Yu turned his head to look at his sister, "But I seem to have heard the name Zhang Songyu?" ”

"It's the guy who is known as the 'eternal god of the Chinese orchestra', who does everything for money and sings like a psychopath on stage."

Bai Lu was not polite at all, "I really don't know what those brainless fans think, how can they like Zhang Songyu?" ”

"Turnip greens have their own love."

Zhao Xiaobei continued: "But these 10 million are not all easy, and he will also share half of me at that time, after all, he also sold me." ”

"Hahaha......"

Bai Qingchuan laughed, "I remember, Lao Wang said, you kid is still a money fan!" ”

"Hey, hey."

Zhao Xiaobei couldn't help laughing, "I can't do without my things, right?" ”

"I love to hear that!"

Bai Qingchuan patted the coffee table, "It's our own things, then we have to get it, this is a businessman!" ”

"Hey, Dad, don't say that!"

Bai Yu sat down beside Bai Qingchuan, "This kid's dream is to become a wealthy family, to be a salted fish, to be able to lie down and earn money, never to sit, if you can not use your brain, you will never use it!" ”

Syllable!

"Did you talk like that?"

Xia Ya patted Bai Yu's head angrily, "Xiaobei earns more than 90 million in a few months, among your little buddies, no one is as good as him, right?" ”

After all, she is the future aunt, and Xiaya, as her mother-in-law, must be protected!

"Not ......"

The white eagle immediately began to cry out: "Mom, who is your son?" ”

"My uncle is closer than my son!"

Egret laughed, "Alright, alright, Mom, where are we going to eat?" ”

"Didn't you just say you wanted to watch the Lantern Festival?"

Bai Qingchuan said at this time: "Let's eat in the living room, come, Xiaobei, Xiaoyu, move the coffee table with me, and then bring a dining table over." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Xiaobei and Bai Yu nodded, quickly stood up and moved the table.

……

At 8 o'clock, the CCTV Mid-Autumn Festival Gala started on time.

And the Bai family's family banquet also began, with 8 dishes on a table, there are no delicacies from the mountains and seas, and they can't compare to the chef's skills, but every home-cooked dish is the taste of home.

In his past and present lives, Zhao Xiaobei doesn't remember how long it has been since he had eaten such a warm and delicious meal.

"Xiaobei, this year's CCTV Spring Festival Gala and Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, there are a lot of works from your company."

While eating and watching the Mid-Autumn Festival party, Xia Ya asked with some curiosity: "Are you in the songwriting department?" Do you have a lot of your work? ”

Hearing Xia Ya's words, Bai Qingchuan also looked at him.

After all, their lives are different from those of the general public, and even during the holidays, they don't have so much time to scroll through Weibo and Douyin.

Most of the time, it was given to the group!

Therefore, Zhao Xiaobei's 8 works appeared on the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, and they really don't know.

"Our company has a lot of works on the Spring Festival Gala."

Zhao Xiaobei thought for a while, "There are 9 artists under the company, in terms of singing, sketches and dance. ”

"As for my personal works, there are 8 songs, 1 sketch, 1 stage play, and 1 modern poem, which seems to be 11 works!"

11 parts?

Boy!

Not to mention Bai Qingchuan and them, even the egret was stunned.

She only knew that Zhao Xiaobei had 8 songs on the Spring Festival Gala, but she didn't know that there were sketches, stage plays and modern poems!

She also thought that Zhao Xiaobei's project in the screenwriting department was the chief screenwriter of language programs!