There were two master bedrooms in this five-bedroom, three-living room apartment. The master bedrooms were equipped with bathrooms and toilets. The space was also larger, so it would be more comfortable to live in.
Little Yu'er would definitely live in one of the master bedrooms. The other master bedroom was supposed to be given to Professor Sun Biyu.
However, the old lady refused. She had to go home after dinner. In the end, Liang Meijuan and Lv Yuqing could only give in to each other.
Liang Meijuan: You have worked hard taking care of Little Yu'er in the US. You must live in the master bedroom.
Lv Yuqing: It was not hard at all. Auntie Lin helped me a lot. Besides, this is the house that Hansheng found. You should live in the master bedroom.
Liang Meijuan: It doesn't matter who found it. You are Little Yu'er's grandmother. Only you can live in the master bedroom.
Lv Yuqing: That doesn't make sense. You are Little Yu'er's grandmother.
… ….
The two middle-aged women were arguing. In the end, Chen Zhaojun and Xiao Hongwei joined in to persuade them.
Chen Zhaojun: Old Lu, what's the point of arguing about a house? Just stay. Tidy up and get ready for dinner. Don't let everyone wait for too long.
Xiao Hongwei: Old Liang should stay. Lv Yuqing needs to go home to get clothes in two days. During that time, Liang Meijuan will have to take care of her.
This situation was a little strange and funny. However, it was very common in the daily life of Chinese people. It seemed that they would rather suffer a loss and give something better to the other party to maintain a harmonious relationship.
However, this was a matter between Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu's family. The others could only wait at the side and could not interrupt.
"I think this is quite good."
Wang Zibo looked at it for a while, then suddenly said.
"What do you mean?"
Bian Shishi looked at her honest and simple boyfriend.
"I once saw an article on QQ Space. The author said that Chinese children are not as good as American children because American children have a sense of competition. Chinese children pay more attention to emotional ties with their peers because of family influence."
Wang Zibo scratched his head. "When I first saw it, I felt that it was quite right. Now, I feel that it's just a vague concept. Look at how Auntie Liang and Auntie Lu rejected it. They had smiles on their faces and didn't feel that they were at a disadvantage."
"That's why I think."
Wang Zibo paused for a moment before concluding, "Why do we have to fawn over outsiders? The tradition of our Chinese is to be humble and loving. An environment with love is more comfortable than a cold environment that only knows how to compete."
Professor Sun Biyu was a little surprised. She had always neglected this black kid. She didn't expect him to say such words.
Noticing Professor Sun's gaze, Wang Zibo shook his butt awkwardly. "Xiao Chen gave me a hint. He said that there are a lot of sh * t on the Internet nowadays, and he told me not to be brainwashed."
"Oh, not bad."
Professor Sun Biyu replied calmly. In fact, she had also noticed this situation. She was preparing to draft a relevant bill to investigate the legal responsibility of spreading such malicious opinions on the Internet.
Perhaps the effect wasn't so good at the moment, but the old lady felt that there would be a day when she couldn't walk anymore. Therefore, she had to improve the legal system as much as possible while she was still healthy. She wanted to contribute as much as possible so that this troubled nation could be revived as soon as possible.
"The old lady rarely praises people. Currently, only Little Yu'er can enjoy such treatment."
Bian Shishi smiled happily and whispered in Wang Zibo's ear, "I'm proud of you."
Feeling the wet and itchy breath in his ear, Wang Zibo's Adam's apple bobbed. "I'll go to the kitchen and see if there's anything I can help with."
Then, Wang Zibo walked out of the kitchen while shaking his butt. It looked like he was performing acrobatics.
… ….
In the end, Liang Meijuan stayed in the master bedroom. Because Lv Yuqing insisted, she even moved her luggage to the ordinary bedroom.
However, just as Wang Zibo said, this was a show of modesty and love. It seemed that Lv Yuqing "suffered a little loss", but Liang Meijuan would pay her back in double. The relationship between the two families would become better and better, and Little Yu'er would become more and more comfortable in her "in-laws' house".
During dinner, the light in the living room was bright and warm. The glass door on the side of the balcony was open, and a little spring breeze blew in slowly. Those with sharp ears could even hear the sound of the tides hitting the embankment by the river.
More than a dozen people sat around the round table, toasting each other and enjoying themselves.
No one mentioned what had happened in the past three months. For Xiao Hongwei and Lv Yuqing, it was like a painful memory that they didn't want to recall. Therefore, when they toasted, everyone liked to say, "Good things come with setbacks."
Although "setbacks" were "setbacks", in the end, "good things" were achieved.
Xiao Rongyu didn't sit together with Chen Hansheng, but there was a faint smile on her face. The dimples at the corners of her mouth, which hadn't appeared for a long time, began to appear little by little.
The only fly in the ointment was that many people at the table were busy with their social work. Not to mention Chen Hansheng, Professor Sun, Lao Xiao, Lao Chen, and Nie Xiaoyu also often had people calling them.
Even Wang Zibo, who now owned a small company, occasionally had to reply to a message or two.
"Ring ~"
Chen Hansheng's phone rang again.
He took out his phone and casually glanced at the screen. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, because the screen showed the three words "Shen Youchu".
At this time, he couldn't panic, especially when he was still in the probation period. In just 0.001 seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Chen Hansheng's mind, and he quickly made the best choice.
First of all, Shen Youchu wouldn't call rashly. Something must have happened, so this call had to be answered.
Second, he couldn't raise his head to look at Xiao Rongyu. This was like cheating in an exam. It might not be a problem to secretly write notes, but once he met the eyes of the invigilator, they would focus on him.
Third, he still needed someone to help cover up.
On Chen Hansheng's left was Wang Zibo, and on his right was Nie Xiaoyu. He didn't hesitate to choose the little secretary.
"Cough ~"
Chen Hansheng coughed, pretending to pick up a tissue to wipe his mouth. His fingers were about to press the button to answer the call. Everything seemed to be normal.
However, under the table, Chen Hansheng gently touched Nie Xiaoyu.
The little secretary's reaction speed was definitely better than Wang Zibo's. If it were Wang Zibo, he would probably ask blankly, "Xiao Chen, what's the matter?"
However, Nie Xiaoyu only glanced at the phone screen and immediately said, "Oh, Director Wu is looking for you. Something must have happened. You should find a quiet place to answer the call. He probably wants to discuss a cooperation."
"That's right. After all, he borrowed this apartment and hasn't paid for it."
Chen Hansheng stood up and muttered to himself. This sentence was for others (especially Little Yu'er) to hear. It was equivalent to an explanation.
At this time, the most important point was coming out.
Chen Hansheng's phone calls just now were all answered at the dining table. Now that he had to talk to "important people," if he deliberately hid in the room to communicate, it would seem a little sneaky.
Therefore, Chen Hansheng was also skilled and daring. He actually walked directly to the balcony so that everyone at the dining table (especially Little Yu'er) could see his figure.
"Hiding to answer the call" and "answering the call in person" were two completely different actions. The feeling for onlookers was also different. Chen Hansheng was like an expert in psychology. He could detect everyone's inner thoughts.
"Hello ~"
Chen Hansheng answered the phone casually. However, he seemed to have forgotten that Little Yu'er was pregnant. When he was on the balcony, he actually took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.
"Smoke, smoke, smoke all day long. Your father has already quit, but you still don't want to quit!"
Empress Dowager Liang was very angry. Taking advantage of the fact that Chen Hansheng hadn't lit the cigarette, she walked over and slammed the balcony door tightly.
It isolated the smell of smoke and also all the sound.
Chen Hansheng smiled and put the lighter away. He originally didn't plan to smoke, but his mother's reaction was within his expectations.
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