"Xiao Chu, the song Yueyue's mother sang just now was also written by you?"
Seeing Li Chu coming back with the child in his arms, Li Qin remembered the song Li Qiaoyun sang just now and asked.
"Ah, she has finished singing?"
"After singing, it's right in front of the sketch."
"Hey, I also said I would come back and watch it. This is great. I didn't hear the song and missed the skit."
"Isn't there a replay tomorrow?"
He could only watch the replay. Li Chu nodded helplessly, then walked to the sofa: "Yueyue, don't laugh, the child is sleepy."
At this time, Wang Yueyue finally stopped laughing, took the child and walked into the bedroom.
"Xiao Chu, what's the name of the song Qiaoyun sang just now? It sounds so festive."
“Good day”
"Good life?" Dad Ding pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Indeed, we are indeed living a good life now. This song is good. This is the kind of song you should listen to during the Spring Festival Gala. It is very festive."
"What do you know? It's your turn to express your feelings here!" Ding Ma replied unceremoniously.
Father Ding shook his head and said nothing. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and was about to light it when he thought of something else and got up and walked out.
After Li Chu washed his hands in the bathroom, he touched Ding Qiunan's arm. When she looked over, he pursed his lips and gestured to Ding's mother.
The two of them had agreed yesterday that while everyone was happy today, they would tell Ma Ding about buying an extra house. Otherwise, with her temper, she might not be able to live in it at all.
"Mom, let me tell you something."
"Huh? What's the matter? Tell me." Mother Ding stopped rolling out dumpling wrappers and looked at her daughter.
"Aren't you going to move here after the Chinese New Year?"
"Yeah, right, what's the matter? You're not trying to persuade me again, are you?"
"It's nothing, why should I advise you now?" Ding Qiunan shook his head and continued: "What I want to say is that I bought another apartment for you and my dad across from Jianguo's house."
Seeing her mother staring and wanting to speak, she quickly waved her hand: "Don't speak in a hurry. Wait until I finish speaking. Don't ask me whether you need it or not. If you want to live with your son, I can
I understand, but at least we should consider Nana.
The house is so big, is it convenient for you all to live in it? Is it really convenient for the father-in-law and the daughter-in-law to live under the same roof? You can't just think about yourself, but also think about others, okay? It doesn't matter if everyone wears thick clothes in winter
, what should I do in the summer? Do I have to wear tight clothes even when it’s hot at home?”
Chen Na, who had been immersed in making dumplings and said nothing, paused when she heard this.
For her, it doesn't matter where she lives, as long as it's her own home.
Living in this courtyard, everyone has their own house after all. It is normal to dress neatly when leaving your own house.
But after we move here, we are all in the same house. I can't take off my clothes to cool down when I go into the bedroom, and put on some clothes when I leave the bedroom. That won't be too uncomfortable.
She had always had a headache about this matter, but that was because she had a soft temper. Although she thought about it in her heart, she never said it out loud, even to Jianguo. She was just worried that it would cause her man a headache too.
She didn't expect that her sister-in-law had thought about all these things for her and made arrangements in advance.
If the old couple really lives in one house and their family of three live in a house close to each other, they can take good care of the elderly people and not disturb each other. This would be the best.
Father Ding, who was squatting outside smoking, also heard the commotion inside, but he didn't dare to come in. He just opened a crack in the curtain and peeked in secretly.
At that time, only the son-in-law, his daughter and he knew about the house he bought for him, and no one else told him.
He is quite satisfied with this arrangement, not because his son-in-law is willing to spend money for him. Although the house is in his name now, he has already thought that after a hundred years, this house must be returned to his son-in-law, or directly to his grandson.
, in short, their family can borrow other people's houses, but they can't get it for free.
"Then...their houses are such a big place, and three or four generations live there. How can other people live there? Why can't we live there?" Ding's mother, who was at a loss for words when asked by her daughter, was still a little confused.
He said unconvinced.
"Why do our families have good conditions and want to imitate others? Why do you think they are willing to live in one room for several generations? They have no choice. Who would live like that if they have some means?
You can go out and ask casually. If anyone says that he has a house but is unwilling to separate, and is happy to live like this, you can do that too. I will never say another word."
"I...you...you damn girl, you are going to piss me off to death!" Ding's mother saw that she couldn't help her daughter, so she just used this trick.
"Mom, don't scream like a little girl, I'm a grandma now." Ding Qiunan put a wrapped dumpling on the grate.
"The house I bought is right opposite Jianguo's house. You two have two doors. If you want to eat together, you can eat together. You can go to your own house at night and it won't affect your visit to your grandson.
There is actually not much difference from now, except that there is a yard missing. When you move, you and my dad will move directly to the house opposite, with all the furniture and everything ready."
Ding Jianguo, who was rolling out dumpling wrappers at another table, had bright eyes now.
Even though he has never expressed any opinions on the matter of moving, he is actually somewhat reluctant.
If you are used to living in a spacious place, who wants to live in such a miserable place again?
Now it's better, all problems are solved.
"Hmph~ This matter is definitely not your idea, it is definitely Xiao Chu's consideration. I don't know you yet, how can you think of so much?"
After being talked about by her daughter for a long time, Ding's mother felt a little unable to get off the stage, so she forcibly found a step for herself.
"It doesn't matter which one of us has the idea. What's important is that you understand what I just said?"
"I understand, your dad and I live in the same room, and your brother and the other three live in the same room."
"That's right, your house, furniture, sofa, bed, TV, ceiling fan, etc. are all ready. You don't have to worry about anything. This is how your son-in-law and I honor you."
This time, Ding Ma hesitated for a moment, but she said nothing more. She just nodded and continued rolling out the dumpling wrappers.
Ding Qiunan turned his head and looked at his father who had poked his head in, and raised his eyebrows at him.
Dad Ding stretched out his right hand and gave her a thumbs up sign.
Ding Jianguo also gave a thumbs up gesture to his sister.
Li Qin and Wang Ziwen, who had been silent because of other people's family matters, saw the actions of these two people and shook their heads with a smile.