Time flies. Today is New Year's Eve. The old year is about to end! The new year begins soon.

Eight in the morning.

Fang Cheng had already gotten up, and he moved his body to do some light exercises.

My parents are still at home, so he can't be too intense, otherwise the boxing wind will be enough to scare them.

"Huh? Xiaocheng, what are you practicing?"

Chen Rong walked out of the room and came back from the holiday. She saw Fang Cheng practicing martial arts for the first time. In the past, Fang Cheng practiced martial arts forever after Chen Rong and Fang Wendao went to work.

Today is the Chinese New Year and you don’t need to go to work.

"I'm practicing martial arts, mom."

Fang Cheng said with a short smile, and he had to slowly show his strength. He gave his parents a vaccination first.

"It's pretty good, Xiaocheng. We won't eat in the morning. There is bread on the sofa table. If you're hungry, eat first. I'll post couplets."

Chen Rong stood on the edge of the living room, looked at her son's left fist a few times and twisted her body into a strange look, and felt relieved.

Even if martial arts practice will not yield results, getting up early to exercise will also be beneficial to the body.

She clattered her mouth and turned to the door. The couplets she bought yesterday were placed on the shoe cabinet.

Post couplets.

Chen Rong opened the door with a roll of transparent tape.

Chen Rong was very satisfied with this couplet. She picked it for a while yesterday, and the upper and lower couplets: Everything goes well every year, and everything goes well.

Horizontal draft: Farewell to the old and welcome the new.

There is also a big word "Fu".

Throughout the morning, Chen Rong was busy working around, cleaning and tidying the room, or preparing lunch ingredients. According to custom, the lunch should be very rich.

After practicing martial arts, Fang Cheng took a shower and helped his mother with some housework.

One pm.

The sun hangs in the air, and the warm light shines from outside the window next to the dining table, and it also shines into Fang Cheng's heart.

Bright, warm, leisurely.

This is what I want!

"Dinner!"

Chen Rong held the last dish, placed it on the dining table, and rushed into the kitchen to wash his hands.

"Son, will you drink some wine?" Fang Wendao's slightly old face also looked at Fang Cheng with great interest.

"Dad, I won't drink it."

"Okay, okay." Although his son did not drink with him, Fang Wendao was still very happy: "It's not good to drink, it's good not to drink."

"What are you drinking? Eat quickly." Chen Rong echoed, she didn't want her son to drink.

"Hey, that's what I said."

Fang Wendao laughed and picked up the chopsticks. The three of them enjoyed the delicious food on the table.

I returned to the north last night, and now I am starting from the east. I am already strong and have no money or worry.

In the afternoon, Fang Cheng accompanied his parents to watch TV at home, and went to his grandfather's house tonight. The New Year's Eve dinner was also the most annoying time for Fang Cheng this year.

As night fell, Fang Wendao stretched and said loudly: "I'm ready to leave, change my clothes quickly."

Chen Rong gave Fang Wendao a blank look: "Why are you anxious? Isn't it too early?"

"Ahem, go early, Xiaocheng, I'm about to change my clothes, go to your grandpa's house."

Seeing that Chen Rong was in a bad mood, Fang Wendao beat Fang Cheng and urged him to change his clothes and set off, would he be afraid that the mother would not follow him?

"Oh. Go and go."

Sure enough, Chen Rong threw her phone on the sofa, checked the water and electricity at home, and put on the green Burberry windbreaker that Fang Cheng bought for her.

"Huh?" Fang Wendao raised his eyebrows, "Wife, you won't be cold to wear this, right?"

"No, it's a ten-minute drive anyway." Chen Rong gave him a angrily glance.

Fang Cheng smiled from the side: "I'll change it!"

"Ah! My son is very handsome."

Chen Rong looked at Fang Cheng carefully, as if she was a little unfamiliar with her son. When did Xiaocheng wear clothes so tasteful and elegant?

Seeing that my mother's attention was shifting, Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. He worked hard to pack up what he wanted, picked up his hand, changed into shoes and stood upright at the door.

"Hey, I know how to show it!" Fang Wendao nodded with satisfaction.

After picking up the things, Fang Cheng took the lead, left the community and stood on the side of the road.

He had just made an appointment for an online car ride, otherwise he would have to wait for the bus. The cold wind was so cold that it felt bad.

The car has arrived.

The driver wearing white gloves took the things Fang Cheng was carrying with a smile and placed them in the trunk.

How about unhappy? The price has more than tripled today!

Originally, a journey of five or six kilometers or ten minutes was only about 30 yuan, but today's trip was estimated to cost more than 100 yuan. After deducting fuel costs, the online car-hailing driver Mimi calculated the profit.

After pulling this order, he is going home too.

Chen Rong and Fang Wendao walked out of the community slowly, and Fang Cheng waved.

"The car you called?" Chen Rong looked at Fang Cheng in shock and suspicion, "It's expensive to celebrate the New Year, why don't you take the bus?"

Fang Cheng's eyes heated up after hearing this, and he endured the rolling emotions and said, "The car I booked in advance is not that expensive. Mom and Dad, get in the car quickly."

I used to have a torn bread at home, but it was sold before the New Year.

He secretly made up his mind that he would add a car to his family during the Chinese New Year next year so that his parents could travel easily and would no longer have to squeeze into the bus at work.

"Get in the car."

Fang Wendao observed the driver of the special car and saw the words "online ride-hailing" engraved on the car door. Without saying much, he sat in the back row with Chen Rong.

It was New Year's Eve, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard occasionally on the streets, and there were few vehicles.

In the eleventh minute, the family of three arrived at Fang Cheng's grandparents' house.

This is a high-rise community that has only been built in recent years. The old couple sold their old house and lived here with Uncle Fang Cheng as a down payment.

Fang Cheng carried the things taken out of the trunk and followed his parents. The family of three quickly walked to the unit door of Fang Cheng's grandparents' house.

Fang Wendao said while pressing the electrical lock on the unit door.

"The password is 2015, right?"

"drop!"

The unit opening clicked.

The family of three walked in, took the elevator, and walked up to the eleventh floor.

Fang Cheng knocked on the security door. After a while, a young man in his twenties opened it, glanced at Fang Cheng's three people, and smiled and said, "You are here."

The person in front of me is Fang Yuanhua from Fang Cheng's second uncle's family. He received a scholarship at the Imperial Capital University. He is about 1.74 meters tall. He is not fat but has a round face. He has inherited the style of his second uncle, mean and arrogant.

Uncle Fang Cheng's second uncle is called Fang Wenxue, and he ranks second among the three siblings.

The main reason why Chen Rong was unwilling to come to Fang Cheng’s grandparents’ house was Fang Wenxue.

Fang Wenxue didn't study much at the beginning, so he chose to do business. After a while, he made many friends and had a small business in Linjiang City.

Although the business is not big, Fang Wenxue is very enthusiastic and just sarcastic. He always looks down on this and that one.

Every New Year’s Eve dinner, he would pretend to be the boss, pointing fingers at the other party Cheng’s father and saying some hard words from office workers.

"kindness."

Fang Cheng glanced at Fang Yuanhua coldly, and he was basically polite, and his uncle and aunt didn't call him? You?

This glance scared Fang Yuanhua.

His face shook, and his cousin's eyes were as cold as ice, penetrating his heart. Fang Yuanhua didn't want to be too late, so he turned around and walked into the living room and shouted, "Mom and Dad, they are here."

This time, Fang Wendao also frowned.

A middle-aged man with a bald face came out and was fat. It was Fang Cheng's second uncle. Fang Wenxue laughed: "Brother, sister-in-law, come in quickly and come in quickly."

Even if he doesn't look down on his elder brother and sister-in-law in his heart, he still needs to have superficial skills.

"We want to come in, but we didn't even have any slippers in?" Chen Rong said unhappily.

During the Chinese New Year, when I came to the door to prepare for the New Year’s Eve dinner, Fang Yuanhua made me feel uncomfortable.

"You" and "they", these two words are too harsh.

Fang Wenxue said embarrassedly: "Didn't Yuan Hua bring it to you? Here, slippers..."
To be continued...