First spoiled, then love

Chapter 573 Happy New Year (6000)

Tang Xiaoru made this arrangement, and not to mention Old Chen and the other two, Chen Qingrong alone agreed with it.

In fact, ever since he married Tang Xiaoru and his company started making a lot of money, he had told his parents to come and live in Shanghai, and that the few acres of land at home could be left to the relatives in the village to work on.

If they want to give money, give them money. If they don’t want to give money, give them some food.

After all, there is not much land at home.

But my parents were reluctant to give up those acres of land. In their opinion, land is the root and cannot be thrown away. If they throw the land away, it would be equivalent to digging up their own roots.

Chinese people believe that fallen leaves return to their roots, and this root refers to the earth.

Otherwise you won’t have anywhere to be buried after you die.

Chen Qingrong explained to them that he was only temporarily giving the land to relatives in the village and that he was not selling it, but his parents were still unwilling. Now that Tang Xiaoru, their daughter-in-law, has spoken, they will probably give him face.

Don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face.

Sure enough, Wang Xiu'e thought about it and said, "Okay, I'll discuss it with your dad. Let's give the land to relatives at home to work on. We won't work on it for now. It's better to help out more in Shanghai so that Xiaoyue won't be too busy."

"it is good."

Tang Xiaoru smiled

In fact, she didn't need Wang Xiu'e to take care of her during the confinement period. She said this only to allow Wang Xiu'e and her family to enjoy more time in Shanghai. After all, they have been busy for most of their lives. Now that they can finally hold their grandchildren, it's time for them to enjoy themselves.

In the evening, Chen Qingrong and his family went to their new home.

Before leaving, Chen Qingrong and his friends made some paste and pasted Spring Festival couplets at home.

Last year, when pasting the Spring Festival couplets, they used tape because Tang Xiaoru was worried that if she used glue to paste the couplets, they would stick to the door frame and be difficult to peel off.

But it’s okay this year. After all, I’m moving to a new house. I can just let the Spring Festival couplets in this house fall off naturally after the time.

It was already past five o'clock when they arrived at the new home. The two old mothers began to take the lead in making dumplings, and the two grandmothers also helped. As for Chen Qingrong, he was chatting with the two old fathers.

Tang Xiaoru couldn't sit still either, so she came over to help.

Wang Xiu'e said distressedly, "Xiao Ru, you don't need to help. Just sit over there and watch TV. We are here."

Lin Yue also said, "Yeah, you don't even know how to make dumplings, why are you showing off?"

Tang Xiaoru blushed and said stubbornly, "Mom, please don't look down on me. I didn't know how to make dumplings before, but since I married Chen Qingrong, I have learned how to make dumplings. I can also make gold ingots."

"Okay, then you take care of it."

Lin Yue smiled.

Although Tang Xiaoru said nice things, she hadn't made dumplings for a long time after all. Although the process was correct, the dumplings she made were not perfectly fitted each time. In Lin Yue's words, as soon as they were put into the pot, they would definitely fall apart.

Tang Xiaoru's face turned red due to her mother's ridicule. She stood up and left angrily.

No more coverage!
She walked up to Chen Qingrong and kicked him for no reason.

Chen Qingrong looked at her curiously, "What's wrong?"

Tang Xiaoru groaned, "Nothing, I just suddenly feel annoyed with you, is that okay?"

Chen Qingrong, "???"

"Okay, okay, then do you want to kick again?"

"You are so cheap." Tang Xiaoru laughed angrily, and suddenly she thought of something, "Chen Qingrong, go to the supermarket. I don't want to drink orange juice tonight. I want to drink grape juice. Go buy me a bottle."

"it is good."

Chen Qingrong agreed immediately, picked up his coat and was about to go downstairs.

Lin Yue asked him where he was going. After getting the answer, she asked Chen Qingrong to buy another bottle of soy sauce, and Chen Qingrong agreed immediately.

There is also a large Walmart supermarket near their new community, so it is convenient for Chen Qingrong to buy anything there.

This Walmart is even bigger than the previous one near their home, and there are so many people. The interior is air-conditioned, and with so many people, to be honest, Chen Qingrong felt like he was going to die of the heat the moment he entered.

He quickly bought what he needed and went home.

At 1: in the evening, Tang Chengshan turned on the TV and tuned to CCTV, ready to watch the Spring Festival Gala at o'clock.

Although the Spring Festival Gala is getting uglier and more boring every year, for many older generations, watching the Gala has become a habit ingrained in their bones. If the Spring Festival Gala were suddenly cancelled one year, they would really be uncomfortable with it.

The dumplings were served and the family sat at the round table and started eating dumplings.

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year. Happy New Year."

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Ru, I wish you two make a lot of money and have a prosperous business in the new year."

"Thank you, Mom. I also wish you and Dad good health and a long life."

"OK."

The family was talking and laughing.

Lin Yue also said, "When Sister Xiu'e and I were making the dumplings, we put a coin inside them. Eat them slowly, and see who has better luck."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Xiaoru took out a napkin with a strange expression, put it to her mouth, and spit.

"Mom, I've already eaten it."

"Huh? So fast?"

Lin Yue was very surprised, and Chen Qingrong and the others were also very surprised.

Wang Xiu'e smiled from ear to ear, "Xiaoru got it, so Xiaoru will definitely have a smooth new year. Come, let's celebrate, cheers."

"cheers!"

Time passed quickly while we were eating dumplings, and before we knew it, it was eight o'clock and the Spring Festival Gala began.

Every year's Spring Festival Gala opens with dance and songs, and this year is no exception.

After the opening song and dance, the familiar hosts appeared.

"Dear audience friends, Happy New Year!"

With the familiar opening remarks, the Spring Festival Gala officially kicked off.

This year's Spring Festival Gala still lacks the familiar old artists, no Niu Qun and Feng Gong, only Yue Yunpeng, Sun Yue and those traffic stars who were produced in a factory.

However, Shen Teng did perform another skit. Although it was ugly, it was at least a skit.

When it was ten forty, Tang Xiaoru started yawning.

Chen Qingrong caught this scene and said to the parents, "Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, you guys go ahead and watch first. I see Xiaoru is a little sleepy. I'm going to go back to the bedroom with her to sleep."

Wang Xiu'e quickly said, "Then we won't watch it anymore. Turn off the TV and we'll go home too."

"No, no." Tang Xiaoru said quickly, "Mom, you guys can do whatever you want. Just stay here tonight. There are rooms available. You can squeeze in. It's not auspicious to drive back so late at night."

Tang Chengshan asked, "Xiaoru, aren't you going to join us to welcome the gods at twelve o'clock?"

Tang Xiaoru shook her head helplessly, "I won't go with you to meet the gods. I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep now."

Lin Yue also complained to her husband, "That's right, Xiaoru is already sleepy, why do you let her stay up late? We can handle things like picking up the gods."

She took Chen Qingrong's hand and said, "Xiao Chen, Xiao Ru is now in your care."

"it is good."

That night, Chen Qingrong accompanied Tang Xiaoru back to the room to sleep.

In fact, he was not very sleepy. He just wanted to hug Tang Xiaoru and coax her to sleep. Unexpectedly, he felt sleepy after only a few minutes in bed.

There was no choice, Chen Qingrong had to go to bed with Tang Xiaoru.

When I woke up the next day, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

In fact, he woke up once at around seven o'clock, but considering that it was New Year's Day, there was no need to wake up so early, so he lay back in bed and continued to sleep.

After baby Xiaoru woke up, Chen Qingrong helped her get dressed.

It's already past ten o'clock, so of course we don't have breakfast, and the mothers start preparing lunch.

Chen Qingrong turned on the TV and started watching last night's Spring Festival Gala live.

"Mom and Dad, were there any other skits last night?"

Tang Xiaoru sat on the sofa and asked casually.

Wang Xiu'e said, "No more. There are no more skits after Shen Teng's skit. This year's skits are even fewer than last year's. It's getting more and more boring." "Did you go to pick up the gods at 12 o'clock last night?"

"Yes, at twelve o'clock last night, the neighborhood was full of firecrackers to welcome the gods. Didn't you two hear it?" Lin Yue also walked over and said.

The young couple looked at each other.

Tang Xiaoru shook her head and said, "I really didn't hear it. I was sleeping soundly."

"I did hear it." Chen Qingrong pouted. "It was quite noisy. I thought Xiaoru would be woken up, but luckily she didn't."

"Then why didn't you call me?" Tang Xiaoru gently pinched Chen Qingrong's arm.

Chen Qingrong rolled his eyes immediately, "Why am I calling you for no reason? You were sleeping so soundly, and I called you up just to watch people set off firecrackers."

“That’s also a sense of ritual.”

"It's okay. After the baby is born, there will be a ritual to make up for it for you."

"Too."

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, Chen Qingrong was originally going to Shenzhen to attend Artest's wedding, and he had already bought his plane ticket.

But something suddenly happened on the first day of the new year and he couldn't get through.

It was Mr. Bai’s daughter who called and said that Mr. Bai had passed away.

"How could this be?"

Chen Qingrong was using the bathroom when he received the call. He could hardly believe his ears.

"Hasn't Mr. Bai always been in good health? I went to pay him New Year's greetings before the New Year. How come he just left like that?"

"He suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was already dead when he was rushed to the hospital," said Mr. Bai's daughter, choking with sobs.

Chen Qingrong sighed, "This is so regrettable. When is the funeral? I must go."

"Tomorrow, you can come tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll be there tomorrow, big sister. I'm sorry for the loss."

"Ugh."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Qingrong was not in the mood to go to the bathroom. He flushed the toilet, washed his hands and went out.

The elders in the family have all gone to their relatives' homes to pay New Year's greetings, especially Mr. and Mrs. Chen, who are spending the New Year in Shanghai this year. Tang Chengshan and his family are very happy, so they brought their in-laws and relatives together to get together.

Normally, younger people like Chen Qingrong should be present at such occasions, but because baby Xiaoru has difficulty traveling, Chen Qingrong stayed at home to accompany Xiaoru.

"Finished?" Tang Xiaoru raised her eyebrows when she saw Chen Qingrong coming out, and joked, "Do you know how loud the noise was when you went to the toilet just now? The sound of the plops was almost as loud as a grenade exploding."

Chen Qingrong forced a smile and said, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Yes." Tang Xiaoru grinned and continued, "I was chatting with Bingbing just now. She was so angry that she had to film on the first day of the Chinese New Year. When she chatted with me on WeChat, she scolded everyone in her crew, from the director to the stage manager. Her fighting spirit was amazing."

"Did she spend New Year's Eve at home?"

"Of course, but who would start work on the first day of the Lunar New Year? I think Bingbing is ready to chop her director with a knife right now."

"Well, I have something to tell you." Chen Qingrong interrupted and sat down next to Tang Xiaoru. "Sister Bai called me just now and said that her father died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage a little over a day in the morning."

The smile on Tang Xiaoru's face froze. "What did you say? Mr. Bai passed away? How, how could it be so sudden? It's Chinese New Year, how, how could it be like this?"

She was so excited that tears came down all of a sudden. "God is so unfair. Mr. Bai was such a good person, how could he pass away at the beginning of the new year in 2026? His family must be so sad."

It was a good year, but now it will definitely become unsettled.

It's simply a crime.

Chen Qingrong quickly grabbed her hand and comforted her, "Don't be so excited, it will affect the baby. I didn't expect it to be so sudden. I am also very sad. To be honest, Mr. Bai was in such a good health. I always thought he could live to be over 90, but I didn't expect it."

"However, if you think about it from another perspective, Mr. Bai has at least celebrated the New Year of 2026, which means he has lived another year, so it's not a loss."

"Can we think like this? Can his daughter and son-in-law think like this?"

"Ugh."

"When will the funeral be held?"

"Tomorrow." Chen Qingrong pouted. "I will drive there early tomorrow morning. You don't have to go with me. I'm afraid you will be too emotional by then. Besides, the weather forecast also says that there will be heavy rain tomorrow. It's not safe for you to go with me."

Tang Xiaoru nodded, looked at him seriously and said, "I don't have to go, but you must kowtow to Mr. Bai for me. Mr. Bai is so kind to us. He even prepared New Year's goods for us this year. I originally thought that I would take the child to visit him after he was born, but I didn't expect that it would really be a farewell forever."

"Yes, when I went to see him that time, he was still talking about wanting to see our child. Now he has no chance to see it."

"Ugh."

Both of them began to sigh continuously.

Tang Xiaoru suddenly thought of something else, "By the way, isn't A-Tai's wedding also tomorrow?"

Chen Qingrong nodded. "Well, I can only tell A Tai on WeChat that I can't go, and I have to refund the ticket."

"Then you have to choose your words carefully. Don't say that you can't go because Mr. Bai is dead. If you say that, he will definitely think that we are not as close to him as we are to Mr. Bai."

“That’s just the truth.”

"I know it's true, but you can't really say that on someone's wedding day." Tang Xiaoru patted his hands, wiped her tears, and said, "Just say that the company is in trouble and you're too busy to take care of it. Just send him a red envelope on WeChat, okay?"

Chen Qingrong nodded, "I understand."

Because of Mr. Bai’s matter, Tang Xiaoru thought of Mr. Xie again.

She sent a WeChat message to Mr. Xie to say hello. Mr. Xie told her that everything was fine with her now, and that her son had started dating again, with a female model, and she was very satisfied.

"Mr. Xie's son is such a loser, he just got a good rebirth, he wants a model as his girlfriend? Can he handle it?"

"It's not that I'm biased, but the modeling world is too chaotic. I'm afraid it's not just models, but peripherals too, right?"

Chen Qingrong complained.

Tang Xiaoru pouted, "Although I really want to complain that you are a bit disrespectful to women, but, if I think about it carefully, what you said is really not wrong. Models are indeed the main force in the peripheral circles."

"But this has nothing to do with us. Maybe Mr. Xie's son and that woman were just playing around."

"Too."

In the evening, Chen Qingrong called A Tai via WeChat and told him that their company was in some trouble and he had been very busy lately and couldn't go over, so he hoped he could understand.

A Tai is in high spirits right now, so naturally he would not bother with Chen Qingrong about these things, and he even advised him to take care of his health.

"If you come back to the Magic City sometime, we must have a good reunion."

"That's for sure. I'll introduce my wife to you and Sister Xiaoru when the time comes."

"it is good."

We chatted a few more sentences and then hung up.

The next day, Chen Qingrong dressed in black and attended Mr. Bai's funeral with a heavy heart.

Although Mr. Bai had no son, he had a son-in-law who was like a half son to him. With his son-in-law around, the funeral was quite safe. Plus, the people in the town were kind-hearted, and when they knew that Mr. Bai had passed away, they all rushed to his house to help.

Chen Qingrong came to Mr. Bai's coffin and looked at his body. He found that he looked like he was asleep and his expression was particularly peaceful.

Chen Qingrong bowed three times to Mr. Bai, then knelt down, kowtowed and burned paper.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bai. Xiaoru is in the late stage of pregnancy now. It's really inconvenient for her to go out, so I couldn't come to see you off. I'm the only one who came. But she also asked me to express her condolences to you. Rest in peace, Mr. Bai."

When Chen Qingrong was moved, he also burst into tears.

It is impossible for him not to feel sad that such a kind elder passed away in this way.

The entire New Year holiday passed completely after the Lantern Festival.

That’s right, Chen Qingrong and his friends’ annual leave is connected with the Lantern Festival. Since they have a holiday for the Lantern Festival anyway, they might as well take them together.

This will save us from having to take the Lantern Festival holiday just before we start work, which would cause more severe withdrawal reactions.

The night before work started, which was the night of the Lantern Festival, the two old mothers prepared a large table of delicious food, of course, the must-have for the Lantern Festival, glutinous rice balls.

"Xiao Ru, I have already talked to my friends at the Municipal Women and Children's Hospital, and they have reserved a luxurious single room for you in advance. When you are about to give birth, you can just go there directly." Lin Yue said at this time.

Tang Xiaoru didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's too early, Mom. I'm not going to give birth yet."

Lin Yue said, "What do you know? Do you know how many people are having babies now? If you don't make a reservation in advance, you can only stay in an ordinary ward when the time comes."

At this point, she was still puzzled. "Isn't it said that the fertility rate is declining and young people are unwilling to have children? Why are there still so many births every year?"

(End of this chapter)