C15 Birthday Feast

Chen Guobiao kept persuading him, as if asking Chen Feihuang to work for him was a sin.

"What's going on outside? When we get home, I'm still your nephew. " Chen Feihuang was still able to move the things. "Uncle, don't be polite with me. "

"But. . . "

"The child is filial, don't be like that, how pretentious. " Zhao Lianhua was overjoyed in her heart, "It's said on TV that we won't forget our original heart. I think we should just go yellow. No matter how big of a boss he is outside, when he returns to his hometown, he will still be filial to us like before. "

"Of course. " Chen Feihuang didn't speak much. He was very efficient at work.

Chen Guobiao and Zhao Lihua looked at Chen Feihuang's busy back and smiled happily. Chen Guobiao tried to convince him, but Zhao Lihua quickly went into the room and made Chen Feihuang a cup of tea. After Chen Feihuang finished his work, he took big gulps of the tea and sighed sincerely, "This is such a good day!"

Yeah, it was really good. Chen Feihuang had wandered outside for so many years and bought a lot of houses. However, he rarely felt the warmth of his family! It was no exception after marriage. Shen Yan had been pampered since she was young. She did not know how to take care of others. At that time, Chen Feihuang did not know what love was either. He only knew that once he earned money, he had to be the best in everything. When buying a house, he had to buy the best location. When he bought a car, he had to buy the most expensive one. When he saw the envious eyes of others, he had to marry a beautiful wife. He felt that it was a kind of success!

Until now, when he fell from a high place, he realized how shallow he was before. Some things were like fireworks. Although it was brilliant and beautiful, it was very short. After a moment of blooming, it would disappear like smoke. . .

On the other hand, the old couple in front of him, the village secretary, lived a simple and unadorned life. It looked rough, but it was stable. It made people feel at ease. The husband and wife spent their entire lives together. Their children were well and they could even do something for the village. Who could say that such a life was not a type of success?

"Flying yellow, flying yellow. . . " Chen Guobiao's voice interrupted Chen Feihuang's words. He came back to his senses and realized that he had been sitting on the rattan chair in a daze. "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"Your tea is cold. I'll pour you another cup. " Chen Guo Biao took the porcelain jar from Chen Fei Huang's hand and poured another half jar of tea. "Have you finished dinner? I'll ask your aunt to cook another bowl of noodles for you?"

"No need. I'm very full at dinner. I haven't digested it yet. " Chen Feihuang carried the porcelain jar into the room. "I'm going to bed. Uncle, you guys should rest early too. "

"You sleep in the soldier's room, the room on the second floor on the right. I'll bring you up. "

"Okay. "

. . .

Chen Guobiao could tell that Chen Feihuang had something on his mind. He thought that Chen Feihuang had suffered a huge blow because of the divorce. He wanted to comfort Chen Feihuang, but on second thought. . . Chen Feihuang hid it so well, probably because he didn't want others to know. Therefore, he didn't say it out loud. He just sighed deeply in his heart. People, no matter how outstanding they are, There was always something wrong with them.

. . .

The village woke up very early in the morning. The sounds of chickens barking, the laughter of the aunties downstairs, the scolding that Zhao Lian intentionally lowered, as well as the coughing of Chen Guobiao. . . The sound that was filled with fireworks and sunlight came from the window together with a warm feeling that made one feel at ease.

Chen Fei Huang got out of bed and put on his clothes. He walked to the window to look as he button up. There were already seven or eight people in the yard, killing fish, slaughtering chickens, chopping meat and picking vegetables. . . They hurriedly lowered their voices as they chatted and laughed. Zhao Lian Lian ran out of the kitchen again and scolded, "Lower your voice, lower your voice. My guest is still sleeping upstairs, don't disturb him. "

"Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of guest is so expensive? I'm asking you. I'm not saying. " An aunty was scratching fish scales, and her movements were very skilled.

"It's a secret. " Zhao Lian proudly rolled her eyes and then went back to the kitchen to busy herself.

The two wives, Li Lili and Pan Yinlian, who were helping to pick vegetables, whispered to each other. They glanced upstairs from time to time and giggled. They seemed to be proud that they knew some secrets.

Chen Guobiao had just gone out to add extra supplies. He rode the tricycle full of items into the yard. A few blind dates immediately went to help to get the things. Everyone was talking about how expensive the items were now. A bottle of soy sauce cost more than ten dollars. Previously, it was only three or four dollars.

Chen Guobiao put down the things and left. Everyone joked that there was enough food and drinks, so there was no need to add more. He said that he had something important to do, so he rushed back before lunch and left in a hurry amidst the laughter of a group of people.

Chen Feihuang finished washing up and went downstairs. The people in the courtyard immediately burst into an uproar. "Oh my god, Feihuang is back!"

"Brother Feihuang, why are you back?"

"Director Feihuang, you're up? I'll make you breakfast. "

The people in the yard who were cooking, watching the show, and eating were all gathered around. The older generation called Chen Fei Huang Fei Huang Fei Huang. Those who were about the same age called him Brother Fei Huang. Those women had somehow learned to call him "Director Fei Huang. " Chen Fei Huang felt uneasy when he heard them call him Director Fei Huang.

"Yes, yes, I'm back. Hello Uncle Tu, Hello Auntie Wang, Brother Da Lian, you've gained weight again. Sister Jin Feng, long time no see. . . "

Chen Feihuang greeted the villagers in his native language. Everyone was very happy and kept talking to Chen Feihuang. His voice was so loud that it attracted the people outside. There were even more people in the yard. Chen Feihuang was surrounded by a large group of people like before.

Zhao Lian told everyone not to disturb Chen Feihuang, but Chen Feihuang was very generous. He smiled at everyone politely and politely.

After a while, Chen Guobiao's daughter, Chen Baihe, returned with her son Little Treasure. Some of the villagers surrounded her and chatted and laughed.

Zhao Lianhua told Chen Feihuang to go upstairs to watch television. She would call him when the banquet started. Chen Feihuang was a restless person. He ran to the kitchen to help Zhao Lianhua set the fire. Zhao Lianhua pulled on the fire for a long time, afraid that the stove would dirty Chen Feihuang's clothes. However, Chen Feihuang insisted on helping, so she agreed with a laugh.

Chen Baihe brought her son, Little Treasure, to greet Chen Feihuang. Little Treasure was five years old this year, and he was very cute. The family lived in Bazhong City, and their husband was a reporter from Bazhong Television Station. Chen Baihe was a primary school teacher, and the family of three lived a happy and happy life. Today, her husband went to other places for an interview and did not come back. Chen Baihe brought Little Treasure back alone to celebrate her father's birthday.

Baihe greeted Chen Feihuang and even brought Little Treasure to call his uncle. Chen Feihuang was very happy. When they left, he called Monkey and asked him to go to town to get some cash. Monkey said that the salary they paid at the construction site was cash, so he immediately asked Shuangxi to send it over. He also said that he and Pingan accompanied Chen Guobiao to the Jinsha River.

"What are you going to the Jinsha River for?"

"Second Uncle said he wanted to measure the bridge and give the town accurate data. "

"Okay, then you guys pay attention to your safety. "

"Got it. . . "

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