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After saying that, Chen Mingzhe hung up the phone.

Ye Qiu actually didn’t know if Hu Xiaoyu had the habit of celebrating the New Year.

But after thinking about this kind of workaholic, I am afraid that even celebrating the Spring Festival is a waste of time?

After hanging up Ye Qiu's phone, Chen Minggang took the initiative to open WeChat.

He has talked a lot with Hu Xiaoyu recently, but basically all of them are.

Miss, running.

good.

Sister, running.

good.

Sister, run.

good.

run.

good...

And so on, nothing left is left.

This time Chen Minggang edited a paragraph of text.

"Miss, are you running tonight?" Chen Minggang sent it over.

I thought Hu Xiaoyu wouldn't reply so quickly.

Unexpectedly, I just put down my phone and received a message from Hu Xiaoyu.

"today?"

Chen Minggang hurriedly recovered: "Yes, today, are you visiting relatives today?

At this time, Hu Xiaoyu was processing documents in the office. She really had no habit of celebrating the Spring Festival.

Apart from spending a few days with her family, she has no sense of belonging to the Spring Festival.

"I won't leave, are you with your family?" Hu Xiaoyu replied.

Chen Minggang quickly replied: "I don't care about me, I'm the only one. It's better to run with the young lady."

Hu Xiaoyu hesitated a little and then made a voice call.

Chen Minggang, who was waiting for Hu Xiaoyu to reply, saw the phone and thought he had read it wrong.

He twitched inside and clicked on the phone.

"Hey, sister, why did you call me?"

"I'm in Xingwei, come here, my sister will accompany you for the New Year today."

After saying that, Hu Xiaoyu hung up the phone.

Chen Minggang was stunned and said, "I'm so sad!!!"

This is definitely the most unforgettable Spring Festival that Chen Minggang has had in 19 years.

Of course, these are all later stories.

Ye Qiu’s hometown is noon.

Li Ping and Ye Zhaojun have just returned and they seem to be in a good mood.

"Xiaotian! Come down and cook." Grandma Shen shouted in the yard.

"Here you come!"

Shen Chutian, who was snatching red envelopes on the sofa, put down her phone and ran downstairs without looking back.

Ye Qiu continued to play with his cell phone comfortably, thinking about whether to go down and do some help when he suddenly received a call from Wang Xuhao.

Ye Qiu answered the phone.

"Mr. Ye, I just received the news that Xingwei's investment has arrived on the eighth day of the first lunar month. Now they are going back to celebrate the New Year."

It can be heard that Zhuge Liang was very happy and very excited.

"I understand, let's do a big fight after the New Year." Ye Qiu said lightly.

"Yeah, by the way, Mr. Ye, Happy New Year!"

"Well, too, so are you, Happy New Year!" Ye Qiu responded.

The two of them didn't talk much about business and quickly hung up the phone.

100 million yuan will be received, and a lot of promotions can be implemented. At that time, you can change the big house for your family and take over grandma.

Ye Qiu was in a good mood and hummed a small song to the kitchen downstairs.

Shen Chutian is helping prepare dishes, and today is destined to be a huge project.

Ye Zhaojun was also busy, and Li Ping was helping with the first time.

She will do whatever Ye Zhaojun said.

"My mom and grandma, do you need anything to help?" Ye Qiu asked with a grin.

I also need to contribute to this home now, but there seems to be no place for me to use in the kitchen.

"You need to disappear." Li Ping said

"Grandma Shaohuo is here, you can't do anything, go."

Ye Qiu's smile froze and said with a very hurtful feeling: "Mom, I'm very sad if I don't take you like this."

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The father and son walked in with their arms around each other. Ye Zhaojun took out two bottles of Moutai prepared in the car and put it on the dining table.

"You want to drink now?"

When Li Ping saw Ye Zhaojun put down the wine, she said, "Brother, haven't the second brother come yet?"

Ye Zhaojun said with a serious look on his face: "I'll let Xiaoqiu have a drink with me."

"Xiaoqiu?"

Li Ping was about to speak, but Ye Qiu took the initiative to say, "Mom, it's okay, I'm so happy today!"

"You can't drink too much!" Li Ping warned.

"Don't worry, I have a good idea of ​​my dad's alcohol."

Ye Qiu picked up the Moutai, skillfully opened it, and poured himself a full cup: "Dad, how can I drink it?"

Ye Zhaojun said, "Shake the sieve, or punch the fist, you can choose it yourself."

Ye Qiu felt a little trouble and said, "How about we father and son have a drink first?"

Ye Zhaojun frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

"Come!"

Ye Qiu took the initiative to touch a cup with Ye Zhaojun, then looked up and drank it all.

After drinking the strong wine, Ye Qiu seemed to have regained the feeling of socializing back then.

"Comfortable!"

Ye Zhaojun hesitated for a moment, and saw that Ye Qiu was so depressed that he was not ashamed. He picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth!

It was a big burden for both of them after drinking a glass of strong wine and drinking it so violently.

Ye Qiu is relatively better and she is young.

"Son... Dad is so happy."

Ye Zhaojun blushed and said vaguely: "I'm so happy!"

"Dad, you're drunk after just one drink?"

"fart!"

Ye Zhaojun said with a dissatisfaction: "The battle has just begun!"

Li Ping couldn't stand it, but Grandma Shen, who was beside her, whispered: "Let them drink it, let's go upstairs to watch TV..."

"grandmother..."

Shen Chutian whispered: "I don't want Ye Qiu to drink like this."

Grandma Shen touched Shen Chutian's little head and said, "Silly, don't you see it? Ye Qiu wanted to pour Xiaojun into a few glasses of wine so that he could go to bed early..."

"But, but..." Shen Chutian was still a little worried.

Ye Qiu quietly held Shen Chutian's hand and said softly: "Xiaotian, it's okay."
To be continued...