Going back to the old days of hunting at sea

Chapter 944 It’s better to choose a day than to hit it

Chapter 944 It’s better to choose a day than to hit it
What Chen Hui didn’t expect was that Lin Jiao could drink quite well.

First, make Chen Huihong convinced by drinking.

He waved his hands and begged for mercy.

He said he would not drink anymore and that it would be pointless to watch TV in the evening if he was drunk.

Then he made Wu Shuisheng drink most of it.

Seeing that both of them were defeated, he raised his cup and said to Chen Hui: “Chen Hui, they are both too bad, let’s drink!”

“I don’t dare.” Chen Hui immediately backed down.

Lin Jiao was helpless.

It seems that the Jianlibao they drink also tastes good.

He drank the remaining red wine in the glass and pointed at the drink next to Chen Hui. “There is no opponent. Then I won’t drink anymore. I’ll just drink some drink.”

“Here!” Chen Hui handed over a new bottle.

Several people replaced their wine with Jianlibao, and they talked and laughed while eating for a long time.

“Sister, please take us to play with the sky rockets!”

“It will fly really high in a flash, it’s so much fun!”

Both sparklers and firecrackers are safe.

After playing for two days, An Wenyi started to seek excitement. He came in, took An Wenjing and left.

“Slow down, sister can’t walk as fast as you.”

An Wenjing said this and carefully followed An Wenyi out.

Chen Hui was worried, so he followed him out.

Nini was playing by herself.

Seeing that they had all left, he hobbled over and held Wang Yumei’s legs.

Pointing outside the yard, he shouted, “Kekeke, kekeke, Xuxu!”

“You want to go see it too, right? Mommy will carry you.” Wang Yumei picked up the child, said hello, and followed her out.

It was already late and the food on the table had almost been eaten.

Several people also put down their chopsticks and stood up to clean up together.

Wu Dianyang took out the big red tray from home and began to carefully put melon seeds, peanuts and sunflower seeds on it.

I took out several kinds of candies that children like and laid them out.

Lin Jiao drank too much and felt a little dizzy, but she insisted on doing some work together.

Chen Huihong asked her to sit behind the stove and make a fire.

Together with Wu Shuisheng, they quickly cleaned up the dishes on the table.

After waving to Wu Shuisheng, the two of them entered the room mysteriously and closed the door.

Chen Hui led the children back after they had finished setting off the fireworks.

Seeing that the door of Chen Huihong’s room was closed, I didn’t dare to go in rashly.

He approached Wu Dianyang, who was sitting and eating melon seeds, and asked in confusion, “What are your aunt and uncle doing hiding in the room?”

“Haha, guess.” Wu Dianyang said with a smile.

“If you really want me to guess, then I’ll make a bold guess. It seems that our family is still missing a younger sister.”

Chen Hui suppressed his laughter and spoke in a low voice.

“You deserve a beating, it’s New Year’s Day.”

As soon as Wu Dianyang finished speaking, the door of the room opened.

Chen Huihong took out a handful of red envelopes.

First it was given to the grandson and granddaughter, and then to Wu Dianyang, Chen Hui, An Wenyi and Wang Yumei.

Holding the last red envelope, he looked around and asked, “Where’s Wenjing?”

“I went upstairs as soon as I came back.” Chen Hui said.

“I’m coming, I’m coming.”

An Wenjing responded repeatedly and took down the red envelope.

As usual, it will be divided among the two children first.

Wu Dianyang and Wang Yumei refused for a while before accepting it.

Then he gave another one to An Wenyi.

“Wow! I’m rich!”

An Wenyi got two red envelopes at once and was grinning from ear to ear.

“It’s almost time, shall we go watch TV?”

Chen Huihong gave An Wenjing the red envelope she had prepared for her, then went into the house and turned on the TV.

The time is right.

The weather forecast has just finished.

Everyone found their own seat and sat down.

Wu Dianyang brought in a bench, brought in the prepared tea tray, and brewed several cups of tea, which were lined up on the bench. In a festive rhythm, the big subtitles of the Spring Festival Gala flashed by.

The show officially began.

In the picture, a car drove into the China Central Television Station and the front and rear doors opened.

A person came down from the front row and bowed to the host warmly and friendly to congratulate him.

One, two, three, four, five, six people came down from the back row.
“This car doesn’t look big, but it can hold so many people.”

Chen Huihong felt very surprised.

“If you really want to squeeze in, there’s still room for five or six people,” said Wu Shuisheng.

“There are more than five or six people. There are eight or nine people coming down now.” Wu Dianyang said while cracking sunflower seeds.

“Look, the camera only captured this side, not that side.”

“The door over there must be open as well. Someone went up there and came down here.”

Chen Hui pointed at the TV and said calmly.

Although this scene had given him some small shock before.

The outfield was over and the show quickly turned to the infield.

Stage design from the eighties.

It seems quite high-end to others.

To Chen Hui, who had been accustomed to the Spring Festival Gala stage for decades, it looked a bit too plain.

But the show is really good.

Especially crosstalk and sketches, which are much more interesting than the weird patchwork of Internet memes decades later.

A lot of people watched it with great interest.

Even after the show was over, I still felt like I hadn’t had enough.

“Ah, let’s go to sleep. I’m tired of watching, but I don’t want to leave.”

An Wenjing rubbed her eyes and said while yawning.

For pregnant women, sitting for several hours in a row is still very tiring.

I can’t help but think that the TV is just too good to watch.

“It’s really good. I’m going to watch those shows I didn’t watch just now again tomorrow.”

Wang Yumei also got out of bed and stretched her body.

Just now, her son and daughter were fussing over sleep, so she took them upstairs and coaxed them for half an hour.

He only came down after settling the two children.

An Wenyi also fell asleep, lying on Lin Jiao, sleeping soundly with a small quilt covering him.

“Lin Jiao, it’s already past twelve o’clock, you shouldn’t go back.”

“Ah Hai didn’t come back this year, so his room is empty. You can sleep upstairs.”

“Yi Wen has fallen asleep. He will definitely catch a cold if he goes back home exposed to the wind,” Chen Huihong advised.

The temperature is very low today.

At this moment, the wind outside was whistling.

Lin Jiao herself didn’t want to run away.

As there was a room available, she didn’t insist and nodded, saying, “Okay, I’ll go back tomorrow.”

Lin Jiao hugs An Wenyi.

Chen Hui held An Wenjing’s hand.

The four of them went upstairs together and entered the room one on the left and one on the right.

After lunch the next day, they returned to Chenjia Village together.

In this era, people are worried about food and clothing.

But the festive atmosphere is really strong.

Chen Hui took An Wenyi out to play for more than ten days.

After eating and drinking every day, after a new year, both of them looked fatter.

On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, Huang Miao was shocked when he came to see Chen Hui.

“Wow! They say a married man is like dough with yeast. Sooner or later he will rise.”

“I didn’t realize it before, but now it’s clear after the Chinese New Year.”

Huang Miao looked at Chen Hui, gazing him up and down several times.

“It’s just a few pounds of meat. It’s gone in two trips to the sea in the spring.”

“What do you want to talk to me about? Is the cabinet ready?” Chen Hui asked.

Huang Miao nodded, “It’s done, when will we install it?”

“It’s better to do it today than today. Let’s go!”

(End of this chapter)