Chapter 374: New Year's Eve Chen's first New Year's Eve after his rebirth passed like this. It’s a bit regrettable because I can’t be with either Yu Xian or Song Shiwei. But this is the best ending. After Chen Zhuo and his parents finished their meal, they went to Tianhe Flower Market and bought orchids for his parents. Guangzhou people like to buy flowers during the Spring Festival, but in the past it was always Lao Chen or Mao Xiaoqin who paid, while Chen waited outside the flower stall a little impatiently. Young boys don't always have much interest in flowers and plants. This year, Chen picked the flowers himself. Holding the light green flower stems in his hands, under the bright lights, Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin smiled at each other, feeling that their son had truly grown up. Chen's heart was suddenly touched. The meaning of rebirth may not just be to make up for the regrets of the previous life or to change the world.

Sometimes I can remind myself to leave a portion of the romance and affection in this life for my parents. For Chen Zhuo, this was a fulfilling and happy New Year's Eve. For those friends, everyone has their own things to do. If we use a nine-square grid to show it: Yu Xian ran back and forth between the kitchen and the living room like a nimble and graceful butterfly, showing off her skills to the elders who had come from afar. Sometimes, she would openly share a glass of rice wine from her hometown with the ladies. Her oval face would soon be flushed with a cute blush, and the whole house would be filled with laughter. …… As for Song Shiwei, although there was also a big family, many people had serious and solemn expressions on their faces. They were discussing last year's financial situation and predicting this year's economic trends. Although it was as high-end as attending the Boao Forum for International Economics, I always felt that it lacked the affection of family members. …… Huang Baihan's family lives with his grandparents. He was raising his glass and toasting his parents, with an embarrassed look on his face, as if he rarely made such a formal toast. His tone was not smooth, but he still said with a chuckle: "Dad, Mom, thank you...thank you for your support. I will definitely run the milk tea shop well next year!" Mother Huang lowered the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her eyes showed both surprise at her son's sudden toast and the faint appearance of tears of emotion. A few years ago, her son suddenly asked for 6 yuan to start a business. This was not a small amount of money for the family, and she didn't want to give it to him. But the son said angrily, why can't you support your children like Chen's parents? The couple's initial reaction after hearing this was sadness. It is true that my son is good at studying, but he doesn’t know how expensive daily necessities are. He said it as if it was very casual, and he had no idea how much raw materials for buns and rice noodle rolls he could buy with 6 yuan. Besides, how can individual business owners ensure a stable income like those in the system? However, after the two discussed it all night, they still gave the money to Huang Baihan the next day.

The couple finally thought that at worst they would just work for nothing for a few months, but they didn’t want their son to feel inferior to his friends. They still don't have a deep understanding of Chen Zhe, and Chen Zhe will definitely not look down on his best friend for these reasons. But when listening to Huang Baihan's talk, Chen Zhuo could also feel the most sincere love of parents for their children from these actions. “The milk tea shop is not important!” However, Huang Baihan's father put on a stern face. He scolded her mercilessly: "The most important thing for you to do in college is to study. Even if all 6 yuan is wasted, as long as you have mastered the knowledge, your mother and I don't mind!" These words seemed to spoil the mood, and Mother Huang pushed her husband in dissatisfaction, indicating him not to say that. "Come!" But after scolding his son, Huang's father was the first to raise his glass. He clinked his glass with Huang Baihan's and drank it all in one gulp. The two actions of "swearing" and "clinking glasses" seem to represent two completely different attitudes. It seems a bit contradictory, but it is displayed simultaneously in the character of "Father". Huang Baihan was also a little stunned at first, but then he remembered Chen Zhuo's unintentional comment on Chinese fathers and sons. The relationship between Chinese father and son is the most difficult to understand in the world. They are like enemies at the beginning, like friends in the middle, and only when the father is about to pass away do they become true father and son. Because at that time, the father and son can take off their disguised toughness and fully express all their feelings. A son's feelings towards his father will also go through the process of admiring his father → questioning his father → disliking his father → becoming a father → understanding his father. In the end, I found out that I’m actually not as good as my father. Huang Baihan thinks that he might be in the stage of "disliking his father". My father has not received much education and does not have a job with a high social status. How this family will develop in the end depends mainly on myself. But when my parents handed me 6 yuan, Huang Baihan thought, what right do I have to look down on them? Especially when he thought of the sentence "Only when father is about to pass away can they be considered real father and son", Huang Baihan panicked for no reason. He had never experienced the death of a loved one, but just thinking about the possibilities made him emotionally unacceptable. Da Huang quickly shook his head and put aside all his thoughts. He toasted with his parents and prayed silently: "I wish my parents a safe and sound new year. If there are any injuries, illnesses or disasters, I will bear all of them..." Dahuang suffered a series of setbacks last semester, but he grew a little bit unconsciously every time. At present, he may not be able to see through love. However, love is difficult. Even someone as mature and steady as Chen Zhe still failed because of this word. …… When talking about Huang Baihan, we have to mention Mou Jiawen. Xiao Mou is also a native of Guangzhou, and for some reasons he also did not go out to celebrate the festival. So it was quite a coincidence that when Chen's family was strolling in the flower street, they actually ran into Mou Jiawen's family who were also strolling in the flower street. Chen Zhuo greeted Mou Jiawen.

The parents of both parties didn't know each other, but when they heard that the other party was their children's high school classmate, they stopped to chat politely and enthusiastically. "Is your child's name Chenzhe?" But during the greetings, Xiao Mou's mother heard the name of Chen Zhuo and couldn't help but exclaimed. "what happened?" This startled look made Old Chen and Empress Dowager Mao lose confidence, and they almost thought that Chen had committed something serious outside. "Chen Zhe is very famous, a big shot in Zhizhong!" Xiao Mou's mother said with her eyes wide open. Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin thought that the other person was just being polite. Their son was such an honest boy in high school and his grades were not among the best in the school, so how did he become such a celebrity? Unexpectedly, Xiao Mou's mother continued to talk: "Chen Zhuo and Zhizhong's former campus beauty Song Shiwei were a couple, and they walked hand in hand from high school to college, which was a campus legend." "I heard that Chen Zhe's grades weren't that good before, but he worked hard just to go to college with Song Shiwei, and was admitted to Zhongda Lingyuan." "Hehe~, my daughter and Song Shiwei are good friends, so she knew about it." Not only does Xiao Mou's mother also have a pair of fangs, but even the excitement on her face when she talks about this kind of gossip is very similar to Mou Jiawen. Now we know who Xiao Mou inherited his nonsensical personality from, but this made both Mr. and Mrs. Chen a little embarrassed. During this period, they obviously avoided mentioning Mr. Song and Song Shiwei. "Hmm...ah...we are all good classmates..." Even Chen Peisong, who was very good at speaking, could only respond vaguely at this time. Mao Xiaoqin glared at her son, implying that it was he who caused the trouble and embarrassed his parents during the New Year. "what happened?" Mou Jiawen was still very confused: "Don't uncle and aunt know about your relationship with Weiwei?" "knew." Chen moved Mou Jiawen to the side unnoticed, so as not to be affected by the conversation between his parents. Then he calmly explained: "My parents were strict, and dating in college was considered premature." "Oh~" Xiao Mou was still easy to fool. She actually nodded and said in agreement: "When you were in the first and second year of high school, you looked like a good kid who was very afraid of his parents." "Your keen eyes can't hide it." Chen Zhuo flattered him and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, why didn't you go to the class reunion before the New Year?" When winter vacation just started, some students in Grade 11 requested to organize a class reunion. The reason given was that they hadn’t seen each other for a long time and they wanted to see how everyone had become. The real thoughts may be varied, after all, everyone has his or her own little ideas.

Maybe it's because I miss the former school beauty Song; Maybe it’s because I often hear some news about Chen in the group, so I want to see if this classmate has grown three heads, otherwise why would he suddenly become so awesome? Maybe I want to confirm whether the boy I thought was handsome (but not to the extent of having a crush on) in high school is still single now? "You didn't go either?" Mou Jiawen didn't answer, but asked back: "Everyone wants to see you, and the group is clamoring to get together again during the summer vacation!" Neither Song Shiwei nor Chen Zhe attended the party, and some classmates also did not come back because they went out of town to celebrate the New Year. The winter vacation is still too short, and the Spring Festival is in the middle, so it’s not easy to coordinate the time. "I just happened to have something to do." Chen explained perfunctorily. The day of the party happened to be Tang Xiangyue's daughter's birthday, so he unfortunately didn't go. "Who are you lying to?" Mou Jiawen rolled her eyes and said, "It's because Weiwei isn't in Guangzhou, so you're just too lazy to show up." Chen grinned: "That's indeed the reason, but what about you? You and Huang Baihan are both in Guangzhou, why don't you go and join in the fun?" "us?" A trace of sadness flashed across Mou Jiawen's eyes, but because it was New Year, she hid it very quickly. He just sighed, smiled slightly, and said with relief: "We are already in that kind of relationship, what's the point of meeting each other?" "Too." Chen Zhuo agreed. If two people are already in a relationship and often meet and chat privately, then there is really no point in making a special appointment to go to a class reunion. Unless you want to have something special. "Jiawen." At this time, Xiao Mou's mother waved over here, indicating that it was time to go somewhere else for a walk. "Let's go, Happy New Year." Mou Jiawen said hello and prepared to leave. "Okay, after the New Year..." Chen Zhuo also showed off meaningfully: "I'd like to invite you to drink royal milk tea." "Milk tea is just milk tea. What about the royal prince? The Qing Dynasty has been gone for many years." Mou Jiawen muttered something and left with her parents. …… "Bai Wen is worse than seeing you once" is how we celebrate the New Year, what about "Hua Yan Qiao Yu"? Two young men and women, who come from well-off families, have little ambition for career development, and both love to play, are exactly the same, playing mahjong at home. While they were fighting, they were also arguing in the group.

At first, the two of them didn't know that the other was doing the same thing as themselves. Wang Changhua just had a good hand and wanted to show off in the group. Wang Changhua: @Chenzhe, how about this deck of cards of mine? Chen Zhuo was eating outside and didn't see it at all, but Wu Yu, who was busy with other things, saw it. Wu Yu: How dare you be so arrogant? Just look at my cards! Wang Changhua: Are you playing mahjong too? Wu Yu: If you can play with such poor skills, why can't I? Wang Changhua: You are just luckier. It is normal for a newbie to have good cards. Wu Yu: Haha, you should walk to school next semester. Wang Changhua: What do you mean? Wu Yu: Just walk. Wang Changhua probably understood the meaning of “walking = no” and suddenly fell silent. More than 20 minutes later, Wu Yu proudly showed off the money she won from the previous bet. Wang Changhua: You had such a great hand in the last hand, and you only won more than 60 yuan? Wu Yu: My nephew suddenly ran over and snatched a card from me. It took him a long time to get it back, which affected my performance! Wang Changhua: Haha, explanation is just covering up. The farmers will pick you up after hearing it. Wu Yu: What do you mean? Wang Changhua: What a delicious dish. Wu Yu: Is this how we play? From now on, whoever loses a round will be a dog! Wang Changhua: No problem, from now on I won’t lose a single game and I will win all three games! …… The bickering pair of enemies have not forgotten this "instinct" even during the Chinese New Year. What about Zhao Yuanyuan, the “170cm tall pure girl” who loves food? This year, she went to her grandfather's house with her parents to celebrate the New Year. Her grandmother made sweet and delicious stuffed lava buns and gave Yuanyuan a full plate of them to enjoy. Yuanyuan was holding a bun in one hand and drinking sesame paste and red bean paste, all of which were high in fat and calories. Her mother was anxious watching from the side and couldn't help but stop her, "Eat less. Can't you control your appetite?" The two old people were watching their granddaughter feasting with joy, but when they heard their daughter-in-law's accusation, they immediately retorted in dissatisfaction: "What are you yelling about on New Year's Day? Is eating two buns worth making a fuss about?" "Are you still talking about Yuanyuan being fat? I think you're a little thinner." "Yeah, she's had some baby fat since she was little!" The filter and doting of the elderly exist in almost every such Chinese family. Zhao Yuanyuan's mother sighed, turned to her husband and whispered: "We will go home after the first day of the new year. I can't watch the weight loss habits I have developed with great difficulty during this holiday break being broken here." "I agree." Yuanyuan's father also nodded: "It just so happens that I have to go back to work, so I can accompany you to celebrate the New Year this year, and I have adjusted my leave." …… In short, whether it is strolling around the red-light district, visiting relatives, or playing mahjong, everyone has their own way of spending New Year's Eve. Chen and his friends went shopping until about 10 o'clock and then went home because his mother wanted to call his grandparents. Chen's grandparents passed away early, and he has no uncles or aunts. He only has an aunt who went abroad to study at an early age and obtained a green card.

But Old Chen was very dissatisfied with this sister because she did not even come back when their parents died. Chen Zhuo didn't have a very deep impression of this aunt. She did return to China once before her rebirth, and it was said that she wanted to look for Old Chen. But Chen Peisong did not meet him. Chen Zhuo, who was working in the countryside at the time, had no idea of ​​the specific reason. After returning from his temporary assignment, Chen did not ask many questions as he was worried about ruining his father's retirement mood. Unexpectedly, it became an "unsolved case." Therefore, Chen Zhuo has a closer relationship with his grandparents. Of course, no matter how close they are, they can't compare to other people's grandchildren. When I returned to the Donghu North Courtyard community, the smell of sulfur dioxide was everywhere, and there was gunpowder floating in the air that had not yet dissipated, like thick fog. Chen took two big sniffs and felt somewhat satisfied. We Chinese seem to have a "special feeling" for the lingering smell of firecrackers, because as long as it appears, it means it is a festival or some grand occasion. After returning home, Mao Xiaoqin sat on the sofa and talked on the phone with her grandparents. Chen Peisong turned on the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala absent-mindedly while replying to messages on his mobile phone. This is how the Spring Festival is like. Many people who have not lost contact for a long time will suddenly "surface" because of a group message. "Chenzhe, Chenzhe..." While Mao Xiaoqin was chatting, she suddenly handed the phone to Chen Zhe, who was looking at some information on the computer in the bedroom. "Your uncle wants to thank you for providing Mao Xintong with a job." Mao Xiaoqin said happily: "After your second sister came home, she praised you everywhere! They told you to come back to Heyuan when you have time, because your uncle wants to take you to catch shrimps." The eldest uncle is Mao Erjie’s father, but he is already over 50 years old. Whenever Chen Zhuo went back to his hometown in Heyuan in the past, his uncle always treated him like a little kid, but he didn't expect that he would specially thank him today. "Uncle, I'm Chen Zhe... It's nothing, nothing... It's all luck, it's all luck... Okay, okay..." Chen Zhuo took the phone and said a few words. He and his uncle actually had nothing in common, and it was just polite chat. There will be one or two such relatives in the family. They may be very close by blood, but they never feel a spark when getting along with each other, and always feel there is a layer of estrangement. Next, Chen Zhuo chatted with his grandparents for a while. The relatives there did not have a complete and clear understanding of what Chen Zhuo had done. My second aunt thought that Chenzhe was the kind of cram school that gathered all the students into one classroom and taught them the lessons themselves. This is normal. Even if Mao Xintong relayed the story, those elders have never traveled far and they will only use their own knowledge to understand something. So there is a saying that has always been said that people cannot make money beyond their knowledge. My second aunt is still considered the best, there are even worse ones. He was clearly delivering express mail outside, but in the village he bought a piece of land outside; Obviously, working outside is very hard, but in the village, the car he drives is a Land Rover; I was clearly working the night shift outside, but in the village it felt like I was working in a nightclub.

My grandparents couldn't stand staying up late and soon needed to go to bed, so Chen's family also started to take turns washing up. At 12 o'clock, the sound of firecrackers could be heard everywhere, making my ears numb. The sound continued until after 1 o'clock before it slowly stopped. Looking through the window, one can see with the naked eye that the haze in the sky has become noticeably thicker, and even the clarity of the stars and the moon has decreased. Chen Zhuo knew that Yu Xian and Song Shiwei were both entertaining relatives, so he didn't bother them. When he was about to read a book and take a break, his cell phone suddenly buzzed again. Chen glanced at the screen and saw that the sender was Huang Cancan from the TV station. "Isn't it a bit late to send a New Year's greeting message now?" Chen sneered, picked up his phone and unlocked it, and a shocking message popped up: Are you there? I drank too much. I miss you~ ······ (End of this chapter)