"Hey, if you don't have New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve, why should we eat hot pot? The same goes for Xiao Chu. A few children can do nothing."
The backyard pavilion has been surrounded by a thick quilt curtain. The original stone tables and benches in the pavilion have also been moved out and replaced by two tables dedicated to eating hot pot.
Because what we had today was Sichuan style hot pot, the smell was too strong. If we ate it in the living room, the smell might not be gone away for several days, so Li Chu moved the eating place to the pavilion in the back garden.
Once the fire is on, it's not cold at all when you sit inside and eat.
Mother Ding, Father Ding, Li Qin and Wang Ziwen were already sitting inside. Jiadong and the others were going back and forth bringing dishes from the kitchen.
Ding's mother was sitting there a little dissatisfied. She thought that for the New Year's Eve, there should be a large table of dishes, both hot and cold, so that it would have a New Year's atmosphere.
"Okay, please don't say a few words." Dad Ding, who was sitting next to him, said, "It's a new year and a new era. It's good to eat hot pot, and it tastes good. You can eat a little bit of everything. It's troublesome to cook that big table of dishes. , I still can’t finish eating.”
Ever since Ding's mother insisted on moving away, Ding's father has always disliked this old woman.
Having lived here for so many years, he has long been accustomed to everything here, and the relationship between the neighbors is also good. Whether it is playing chess or cards, he can gather people casually.
It's okay now. If you move here, you have to start over again. You won't recognize anyone until your eyesight goes dark.
Fortunately, my son-in-law secretly bought another room so that he and his son and daughter-in-law could live separately. Otherwise, he would be miserable to death in the summer if they were living under the same roof.
Also because he was dissatisfied with the old woman, Ding's father never told Ding's mother about the house Li Chu bought, so as to save her from nagging her.
Ding's father thinks that there is nothing good about living with his son-in-law. They are all members of his family, and everyone lives close by and it is lively.
We can help each other out with something.
Afraid that the two of them would be unhappy again because of this trivial matter, Li Qin quickly asked Ding's mother to talk about other things.
Seeing this, Wang Ziwen approached Ding's father and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Ding, has the house over there been tidied up?"
"There's nothing to clean up. Xiao Chu hired someone to re-upholster all the furniture and moved it in. After the Chinese New Year, we can just go there with our bedding."
"You haven't told Aunt Ding about that house yet?"
"I didn't tell her. Let's wait until the moving day to save her endless nagging."
Wang Ziwen also felt that Ding's mother's reaction was a bit strange. Although the house he lives here belongs to his son-in-law, he took the initiative to live in it for you. Moreover, when he applied for the property rights certificate, he said that it was in the name of the old couple. But she was determined not to.
His brother-in-law indeed treats his father-in-law and mother-in-law as parents, but this mother-in-law seems a bit...
"It's okay, Uncle Ding. I'll get you a monthly bus pass after we move here. If you want to play chess and cards then you can just take the bus here. It's convenient. We can also have a place to eat here."
"What you said, Ziwen, is also a solution." Dad Ding nodded after hearing this. It is indeed very convenient to take the bus now, and the depressed look on his face has also lightened a lot.
"Oh~ I'm old and have to move. It's not fun to think about it. By the way, why can't Lao Wang come over this year?"
"Oh, Uncle Wang and the others are having a tea party tonight, and all their old comrades are gathering together."
"Why don't Yueyue's parents come over?"
"Wang Jun is on duty tonight. It's an old tradition in the army. On New Year's Eve, cadres stand guard for soldiers. Qiaoyun is attending the Spring Festival Gala. I heard there will be a live broadcast this year."
"Hey, their family can't even get together for the New Year."
"Whatever I can do about this, I have no choice but to do it myself."
"I wonder why Xiao Chu doesn't have to be on duty?"
"Uncle Ding, it's not that your son-in-law doesn't have to be on duty. He is actually on duty every day. You see he is at home, but no matter where he goes, he must report to the duty room first. In case of any emergency, he must
The people in the duty room can find him at any time."
"That's it. I thought he would be fine at home."
"It's the same wherever he is. As soon as the phone rings, he has to leave. Many times he falls asleep in the middle of the night."
"Oh, nothing is easy."
"It's not that bad. You see that your son-in-law now has a car and a full-time driver. But in fact, he has no freedom at all. While he enjoys some rights, he has to give up some things."
"Then I heard that Wenxuan will take over Xiaochu's class in the future. Will he be like this in the future?"
"That's not necessarily true. Their succession is not like a factory. If Wenxuan's medical skills cannot meet their requirements, his father will not be able to use them."
"Ziwen, I don't think anyone is carrying that thing now..." Suddenly, Ding's father also forgot the name of that thing and could only gesture with his hands.
It took Wang Ziwen a long time to realize what he was talking about.
"Uncle Ding, you mean the pager, right?"
"Yes, yes, it's a pager. Didn't Old Chentou from the alley behind buy one for his son? He doesn't put it on his belt every day and lifts up his clothes, for fear that others won't know. Even in the winter, he doesn't
Too cold."
It amused me to listen to Wang Ziwen.
"That thing costs five to six thousand yuan a piece, and you have to pay hundreds of usage fees every year. Why don't you put it on display for everyone to see?"
"Just five or six thousand for something that big?" Dad Ding's eyes widened.
"Grandpa, five or six thousand is still a number. If it comes from Han Dynasty, it would be over ten thousand yuan." Wang Yueyue happened to walk in with two plates of meat and added after hearing what they said.
"What? A box that big would cost tens of thousands of yuan?"
"What is so expensive?"
Li Qin and the others' attention was also attracted.
"Aunt, that's the pager."
"Oh, you said that thing is so expensive, how many people can afford it?"
"Whoever should buy it will definitely buy it if it is convenient for them. When Xu Yang and Xiaoqin came over to see the child that day, they said that his father ordered one."
"Tsk tsk, Xu Damao has really made a lot of money in the past few years." Li Qin shook her head and said with emotion.
"Looks like you can still make money by doing business." Ding's mother also sighed with emotion.
"What, Aunt Ding, do you want Jianguo to do business too?"
"I don't have this idea." Ding's mother quickly shook her head: "Who knows what day the policy will change. It's better for him to go to work like this, and we don't have to worry about it."
"What are you worried about, Mom?" Ding Qiunan walked in holding a tray with several bowls on it.
"We're talking about doing business and making money here."
"Mom Qiunan, just sit down and rest, I'll just serve the food."