Rebirth of a Husband and Family

After going out, there were no spectators, and the person who was howling to death just now changed his face and almost pushed Tong Weimin to the ground.

"Do you think you are mentally ill, huh? Everyone drives a car, and I don't think you are incompetent. Now you don't want any money..."

Liu Chunhua's voice of reprimand came from afar.

Several women in the main room looked at each other and sighed secretly.

Tong Qian couldn't help sympathizing with him as Uncle Min.

What evil did you do in your last life, marrying Liu Chunhua.

In the future, if you find a wife by yourself, you must not find someone like this!

Shaking his head, Tong Qian jumped up and ran to Grandma Li, "Grandma, is the water still hot?"

Seeing Tong Qian looking up at her with her fair and clean face, Grandma Li smiled unconsciously.

"The water is still hot. The baby is so good. Remember to come to grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings. Grandma will give you candy."

"Hey!"

Tong Qian deserves crispness.

Interrupted by him, everyone pretended to forget what happened just now, and started touching the child's face, praising the baby for being obedient.

After chatting for a while, the sun was in the sky, and the guests left hand in hand.

"Today's New Year's Eve, don't have too many things to do, so let's go first."

"Yes, yes, my house hasn't been cleaned yet."

"My house hasn't started cleaning yet."

……

After finally sending everyone away, Tong Qian slumped on the chair and let out a long breath.

Wang Pingping looked back at him and praised, "Baby is so amazing, you know how to help mom entertain guests."

Tong Qian has been running back and forth since these women entered the door.

Hearing this, Tong Qian glanced at his worried mother, and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Today is [-] years old, and if she wants to change Wang Pingping's character, she will not be in a hurry in the next few days.

"Let's clean up."

Until yesterday, Wang Pingping was still getting angry over 300 yuan, so naturally she was not in the mood to celebrate the New Year, and the family did not prepare anything.

"Zhou Mingyan, Zhou Mingyan." Tong Qian called out when he couldn't find anyone.

"what happened?"

Zhou Mingyan came out of their room with a rag in his hand. It turned out that they had already started cleaning.

"Come and have breakfast first, and then get busy after eating."

***

Wang Pingping is indeed diligent and her house is neat and tidy, but even so, it is not an easy task to clean up the front and back yards.

An adult is busy with three children.

"Over there, the upper left corner is still dirty."

Tong Qian took two steps back and directed Zhou Mingyan to clean up the portrait of Chairman Mao hanging in the main room.

"All right."

Tong Qian was about to ask Zhou Mingyan, who was standing on the long table, to come down when someone called him from behind.

"Baby potential, you're working."

Tong Qian threw away the rag and ran to the door in three steps and two steps, showing an extremely bright smile.

"Little uncle, why are you here!"

Tong Weiguo held a big bag in one hand, "I'll give you Spring Festival couplets."

It is not in the mood to buy that kind of printed Spring Festival couplets, it is all handwritten.

His father is good at handwriting with a calligraphy brush. Every Chinese New Year, many people come to ask for calligraphy.

Wang Pingping wiped her hands and came out, "Oh, trouble, trouble, I forgot to get it."

Tong Qian remembered that every year his family's Spring Festival couplets were written by Tong Weiguo's father.

After delivering the Spring Festival couplets, Tong Weiguo left.

As if some switch was pressed, people from the village came one after another, not empty-handed.

Wang Pingping looked at the salty goods, pickled vegetables, and Chinese cabbage piled on the table...she was so moved that her eyes were red.

The neighbors in the village, after all, are more humane. Knowing that this year is especially difficult for her family, they gave away a lot of miscellaneous things, enough for Wang Pingping to take the children to celebrate the new year.

Then I was busy posting Spring Festival couplets and making New Year's Eve dinner. When I was almost done with work, there were already crackling firecrackers outside.

"Which family finished eating so early?" Wang Pingping was a little puzzled.

Tong Qian ran over, "Mom, don't clean up, let's eat quickly, and let's put away the New Year's Eve dinner."

A look of guilt appeared on Wang Pingping's face, "Baby...Mom, I forgot to buy firecrackers."

In previous years, no matter what, she would buy some handheld fireworks for her two children to play with, but she didn't buy them this year.

"It's okay." Tong Qian didn't care, "We bought a cannon, and others can't play it if they want to."

Faced with the huge sum of 350 yuan that her son suddenly got back, Wang Pingping naturally wanted to ask.

Tong Qian then told how Tong Weiguo gave them money, how they bought the cannons, exchanged the cannons for antiques, and finally sold the antiques in a secretive way.

Even though she had some doubts, Wang Pingping had no choice but to convince herself in the face of the money that almost saved the whole family.

Her baby was lucky, and together with Zhou Mingyan, the two of them accomplished something that was surprising to adults.

Even if there are only four people, the New Year's Eve dinner is still quite sumptuous.

A plate of salted fish, a plate of pickled vegetables, a pot of stewed vermicelli with cabbage, a bowl of braised pork, a plate of stewed chicken with potatoes, and a pot of pork blood vermicelli soup, the table was full.

Before the dishes were finished, Tong Qian impatiently stretched out his hand and rubbed his paws, sighing deeply.

"Mom, your cooking is so delicious!"

Tong Qian is now a great hero in the family, Wang Pingping can't blame him for being unruly, so she invites the children to sit down together and have a comfortable New Year's Eve dinner around the steaming food.

"Auntie, you can work as a chef in a hotel. Did you learn it?"

Zhou Mingyan was also amazed.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and most of the usual ingredients are salty, but now they are replaced with fresh ingredients, which immediately reflects Wang Pingping's excellent craftsmanship.

"No way." Wang Pingping blushed from being praised by the children.

"My baby is a picky eater since he was a child, and he refused to eat if the food didn't suit his appetite. I just tried to figure out how to make the food delicious."

"That's right."

Zhou Mingyan was thoughtful.

Facing Zhou Mingyan's teasing gaze, Tong Qian viciously tore a mouthful of the chicken leg, triumphantly, "Look, haven't I trained you out of you?"

Several people were amused by his thick skin.

After leaving a mouthful of rice in the bowl, which means "every year is more than enough", Tong Qian opened the door and threw out a cannon.

"Snapped!"

The cannons were carefully selected by Tong Qian to ensure that they were loud enough and strong enough to scare Wang Pingping.

After Tong Pan'er finished eating, she helped her mother clear the table and was stuffed with a red envelope.

She opened it and saw a brand new 5 yuan note.

As far as the amount is concerned, it is quite generous.

The same goes for Tong Qian and Zhou Mingyan.

"thanks Mom!"

Tong Qian grinned, and stuffed the red envelope into Zhou Mingyan's clothes.

Because there were no children's clothes of the same age at home, Zhou Mingyan was wearing big fat and small clothes at this time, which was empty.

Compared with the scenery of his previous life, Zhou Mingyan's desperation is even more obvious.

Tong Qian suddenly felt sad, "Here's the money, I'll take you to buy clothes later."

Zhou Mingyan smiled slightly and shook his head, "The current clothes are very good, let's save the money, didn't you say you want to make a lot of money?"

Tong Qian was stunned, and then hugged him tightly, "When I make money in the future, you can choose the best clothes in the mall."

Zhou Mingyan didn't tell him that the best clothes can't be bought in shopping malls, so he just patted his head lightly, "Okay, I'll wait."