"Husband, Dad asked us to go back for dinner next Friday."
On Sunday afternoon, Zhou Chen was coding alone at home, and Nan Li, who took his two children to play in the community square, told him about the family dinner when he came back.
"Going again?"
Zhou Chen looked shocked. The events of the last family dinner were still fresh in his mind. Not long after, there was actually another gathering.
Nan Li said: "I can't help it. The old man called me more than once and asked me to come over on the weekend. But I was busy before, so I can't shirk it this time. Huanhuan and Chaochao said they miss grandpa again. Even if it's for the sake of the children, we will
Go ahead."
Deep down in their hearts, the couple did not want to go to Nan Jianlong's place for dinner, because once they went, Tian Yulan's family would definitely go too, and if Tian Yulan was there, something would definitely happen.
Zhou Chen really doesn't want to argue with Tian Yulan, nor does he want to quarrel with Tian Yulan, nor does he want Nanli to have a conflict with Tian Yulan.
These two people had had several conflicts due to work reasons. He had heard Nan Li say more than once that whenever these two people met, it would be like a cockfight.
"Okay, go ahead, but don't fight with Tian Yulan anymore. Just finish your meal and go home in peace."
Nan Li looked disdainful: "You think I want to fight with her? She is always the one who provokes me first, and I actually don't want to talk to her, but sometimes what she says is really irritating. Besides, why should I?
With her?"
Zhou Chen was also speechless: "The old man is really serious. He insists on calling you two back together. Isn't this asking for trouble?"
He also understood his father-in-law Nan Jianlong's idea, which was just to let everyone get together more, and they would get closer as they got acquainted, but he also didn't want to think about the biological daughter of his ex-wife and the stepdaughter of a latecomer.
How can it be possible for two daughters who are not related by blood and who have conflicting principles to live in harmony? Even if they do, it is just a show-off.
Nan Li didn't refute. She and Zhou Chen had the same idea. She actually didn't have much objection to going back to eat. After all, he was also her biological father and the biological grandfather of her two children.
But every time I go back, I have to take that family with me. Over the years, how many family dinners have been harmonious?
Nan Jianlong obviously knew this, but he still couldn't be happy with each other and shouted back and forth, "If you didn't ask for this, what is it?"
"I'll make a call to Chen Xiaoqin then, and Friday's class will be postponed a little."
On Fridays, elementary schools will finish classes early. Ever since I started tutoring, Fridays have always ended early. But if I want to go there next week, I can only postpone classes to a later date.
In the evening, Nan Jianlong attracted the crowd of the Weixin family. He sent a message asking everyone to go to dinner next Friday. He also got an invitation letter and wrote some elegant invitation words.
On Thursday, during the lunch break, Zhou Chen made an appointment with Yan Peng to have dinner together.
"Brother, why did you remember to call me for dinner today?"
After Yan Peng arrived at the hotel, he was very surprised and asked Zhou Chen, "He works in a state-owned enterprise, and his job is just one word: free, available on call."
Zhou Chen said: "I want to talk to you, and I also want to thank you for rewarding me with two silver alliances. I said I would return the money to you, but you refused, so I had to ask you to come for dinner."
Yan Peng smiled and said: "What else do you want to give me? I rewarded you because I thought the novel you wrote was good. If you really want to thank me, please treat me a few more times."
"That's no problem, then just wait. I will definitely ask you to eat often in the future. Anyway, I am usually alone at noon, so it would be nice to have you as my companion."
"By the way, brother, speaking of which, I also want to thank you. I also bought some of the Bitcoins you told me about last time. Not to mention, I have made a lot of money recently. I didn't even tell Tian Yulan about it.
I hid it in a small vault and bought a full skin. Haha, brother, if you have such a good thing next time, you must remember me."
"You bought it too?"
Zhou Chen was really surprised. Last time he just mentioned it to Yan Peng. How could a normal person invest in virtual currency just because of someone else's words?
Fortunately for Yan Peng, he actually listened to what he said and actually bought it. Judging from his tone, he seemed to have made a lot of money.
Does this mean that stupid people are blessed?
"Ah, I bought it, but don't tell Tian Yulan."
"I have nothing to do. Go tell her?"
"Hey, hey, I've been really bored lately. I just play games in class every day."
Zhou Chen had a look of disdain on his face: "You are so lucky that you don't know how lucky you are. Look at you, as a second-generation rich man, you don't have to ask about your son, how can you not be idle?"
"You can't blame me. I don't want to learn business from the old man. Tian Yulan doesn't let me ask Ziyou, so there's nothing I can do."
"Okay, don't be poor, I know you are most comfortable."
Yan Peng's life was really good when he was little. His family was rich and his children didn't need to worry about it. Unlike him, who worked hard every day just to have a better life.
"You know about the family dinner tomorrow afternoon, right?"
"I know, the old man called me, so I can't go if I don't."
Zhou Chen put his hands and forearms on the table and leaned towards Yan Peng: "Let's go back, but you have to have a good talk with Tian Yulan when you go back. Eat when you eat. Let's stop making trouble, okay?"
Yan Peng looked helpless: "Brother, I don't want to either, but you know that Tian Yulan is an outspoken person. If he gets upset, he will say everything out loud. I can't stop him even if I want to."
Zhou Chen resented the lack of steel and scolded: "Can we have some backbone? A grown man can't even control a woman?"
Yan Peng rolled his eyes: "Brother, our eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, I can't control Tian Yulan, how can you control Nan Li? Although Nan Li doesn't take the initiative to provoke, but once he picks up trouble, he will be first-rate.
It’s so powerful, can you stop it?”
Damn...
These words choked Zhou Chen.
"Can a passive counterattack be the same as an active provocation? Let me tell you, if you don't want to cause trouble at future family dinners, you must have a good talk when you go back."
"Okay, I get it, try your best, brother, are you free to play ball this week?"
"Then let's do some activities on Saturday afternoon. I haven't done anything for a long time."
…………
Friday arrived in the blink of an eye. Zhou Chen and Nan Li, who had returned home from get off work, drove to their father-in-law Nan Jianlong's community with Huanhuan and Chaochao, who had been picked up by their grandmother.
Soon, the two families arrived. Except for Cai Juying who was cooking, the others were sitting in the living room and the small pavilion outside.
Zhou Chen took the children and made tea with his father-in-law Nan Jianlong. Nan Li was sitting on the sofa scrolling through her mobile phone, while Yan Peng was playing games.
As for Tian Yulan, she kept chattering there, and the most important thing was to emphasize that in the recent exam, Yan Ziyou ranked first in the class.
When it comes to her son's studies, Tian Yulan is really elated and full of energy. She keeps talking about how hard her son is working hard, how smart and talented...
Zhou Chen doesn't know much about tea art, mainly because he has never been exposed to it before. In his world view, drinking tea is just to quench thirst, and there is no need to pay so much attention to it.
However, rather than listening to Tian Yulan's chatter, he was more willing to learn tea art from Nan Jianlong, and slowly got started while listening to Nan Jianlong's words.
Although the work was very rough, Zhou Chen felt it was pretty good, and the more he listened, the more he felt that there were many aspects to this tea art.