1979: The child's mother is a celestial being.

Chapter 147 1982 (Please subscribe!)

New Year's Eve, morning.

Chen Fusheng woke up and saw that his wife was also awake, and their child was sleeping soundly. So the couple looked at each other and, without needing to exchange words, reached a tacit agreement to stay in bed with just a glance.

"Shouldn't we give Wenqiong a red envelope today? She's still a student."

"Yes, it needs to be wrapped up. How much does it cost?"

"Ten yuan, the same as my daughter's."

"Okay, let's make one for Mom and Dad too, to give them a surprise."

"Okay, my wife is so thoughtful."

"That is……"

"You're getting all worked up over me," Chen Fusheng teased his wife, then asked, "By the way, how much savings do we have?"

"Our savings accounts combined have 58,900 yuan, and we have about 500 or 600 yuan in cash at home, so we're almost at 60,000 yuan in total."

"So much?" Chen Fusheng was slightly surprised to hear that his savings were about to break 60,000.

"You earn the lion's share, and you don't even care."

Chen Fusheng didn't care about his wife's complaints either. He thought that although the family's savings of 60,000 yuan exceeded the savings of 99% of families in the country, the money would become worthless if left unused.

After thinking for a while, Chen Fusheng suddenly had an idea. So he said to his wife again, "Um... honey, don't you think this courtyard house is great in every way, except that it's too big? In the morning, it takes half a day for the stove to burn before the house is warm?"

"Yes, the house is indeed not very warm because it's big, but it's quite comfortable to live in during the other three seasons, except for winter," Liu Xiaoli said.

At this point, she had no idea what her husband was planning.

However, Chen Fusheng stopped beating around the bush and directly stated his purpose:
"In that case, honey, let's look into buying another apartment in Beijing next year, for us to live in during the winter."

Liu Xiaoli was stunned for two seconds before she reacted, but she was still somewhat surprised by her husband's extravagant spending: "You mean this?"

“Yes, our money won’t increase in value if we just keep it in the bank, and it might even depreciate in the future. Instead of waiting for it to depreciate, why not use it to buy a house now? Not only can we live in it ourselves, but even if we don’t live there anymore, we can resell it. Don’t you think that’s a good deal, honey?” Worried that his wife would object, Chen Fusheng could only try to persuade her gently.

"What is devaluation?" Liu Xiaoli's mind was a little confused, mainly because she couldn't quite keep up with her husband's train of thought.

"It's just that money is becoming less and less valuable."

"How can money become less and less valuable?" Liu Xiaoli was even more confused.

"Let me give you an example so you'll understand. Suppose you have one dollar, and a movie ticket costs two mao (0.2 yuan) each. You can use that dollar to buy five tickets, right?"

Seeing his wife nod, Chen Fusheng continued:
"Okay, next year movie tickets will be more expensive, up to 40 cents each, but your money will remain the same, still one dollar. How many tickets can you buy?"

With this explanation, Liu Xiaoli roughly understood what her husband meant by the devaluation of money.

Moreover, they no longer resisted, but instead had more doubts:
"Even if you want to buy an apartment, it won't cost you much money, right, Brother Sheng?"

“I definitely wouldn’t be interested in ordinary apartments now. If I were to buy one, it would be a high-end apartment in a high-security neighborhood.”

When Chen Fusheng said this, he was thinking about the overseas Chinese apartments of this era!
I just don't know if there are any apartments left for sale at Overseas Chinese Apartments?

Chen Fusheng planned to inquire about this later; for now, he met a pair of clear, bright eyes—

"Baby, when did you wake up?"

……

"Xiao Li, didn't you say your 'Journey to the West' series would air tonight? What time does it air?"

"Mom, it's tomorrow night."

Liu Xiaoli couldn't stay still. Seeing her daughter engrossed in playing by herself while the whole family was making glutinous rice balls, she came over to join in.

"Sigh, it would have been great if it had aired tonight. The New Year's Eve programs these past two years have been so boring, they're not even as good as the Spring Festival Gala in 1978," Yang Hongmei complained.

"I heard there might be some changes next year, but I don't know if it's true or not."

Hearing his wife's words, Chen Fusheng's eyes darted around, and he remembered that next year would be the inaugural year of the Spring Festival Gala.

With the help of the whole family, a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was ready before 4 p.m.

We first celebrated the New Year with our ancestors, then threw a few strings of firecrackers into the yard, and the festive atmosphere was instantly there.

"Alright, alright, let's eat now. Everyone's had a long day."

"Yes, yes, let's eat, let's go, let's go."

The family quickly returned to the living room, and before the meal, Liu Xiaoli took out the red envelopes.

"Wenqiong, this is a red envelope from your cousin and me. We wish you success in getting into your dream university next year."

"Thank you, cousin. Thank you, cousin's husband."

Then, Liu Xiaoli handed two red envelopes to her parents: "Mom and Dad, these are for you two..."

"We have that too?" Both professors were somewhat surprised, but also pleasantly surprised.

"Yes, yes, I wish my parents a happy new year, good health, and a long and healthy life."

"Haha, okay, okay, thank you Xiaoli, and thank you son too, but we didn't prepare any red envelopes for you."

Chen Fusheng said, "I received plenty of red envelopes when I was a kid, now it's time for me to give them back." Of course, red envelopes are more of a holiday custom!

True filial piety is actually hidden in the ordinary days.

"Mom~"

Chen Qian saw that her mother had given everyone a red envelope. Although she didn't understand the significance of it, she was a little anxious because she and her father hadn't received one.

"Don't rush, don't rush, there's a share for you, here you go."

The little guy had just received a red envelope from his mother when his grandparents immediately handed him one, followed by one from his cousin Zhou Wenqiong.

They received four copies at once.

She could barely hold it with her little hands, but when she turned around and saw that her father didn't have one, she generously gave one to him.

"Dad, take it."

"Are you going to give the red envelope to Dad to spend?"

"Ah."

"Good girl."

Chen Fusheng lowered his head and kissed his daughter's forehead.

Seeing this, Liu Xiaoli couldn't help but reach out and ask, "Qianqian, what about Mommy? Mommy doesn't have a red envelope either, can you give Mommy one?"

The little one stared at his mother for a long time before handing her one as well.

Liu Xiaoli was immediately satisfied.

Cheerful laughter also filled the dining table.

It also contains the innocent and joyful emotions of children.

As they ate, Chen Fusheng's daughter moved from his arms to her grandmother's. Chen Fusheng then raised his glass to Old Chen and said:
"Dad, I'll have a drink with you."

"it is good……"

Although the father and son were happy tonight, they didn't drink to the point of blacking out.

The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, is a day when people don't visit relatives. New Year's greetings usually begin on the second day.

Last year, Chen Fusheng didn't visit his father-in-law for the New Year. He said he would go in the summer, but he was too busy in the summer to go.

So this year, no matter the reason, it would be really inappropriate not to go.

After discussing it today, the family finally chose Chen Fusheng and his father as their representatives for this trip north.

"I'm coming……"

At 8 p.m. sharp, the whole family sat in front of the TV, waiting for the premiere of "Journey to the West". Chen Qian was also held in her father's arms.

At first, the little one resisted a bit, squirming in her father's arms, but when a monkey with a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth appeared on the TV screen, she immediately quieted down.

They watched it even more intently than adults.

At the same time, at least half of the households with televisions across the country were watching this monkey.

"This portrayal of Sun Wukong is quite realistic, not bad at all."

"Why is Sun Wukong already in the alchemy furnace? What about the others? Why are they being put in from the middle? It's all so abrupt."

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! Sun Wukong actually peed in the Buddha's hand."

"Oh dear, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, who left countless gods in Heaven helpless, ultimately could not escape the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain."

"The monkey is so pitiful... Hey, this Chang'e is so beautiful!"

……

"what……"

At this moment, in courtyard No. 16 of Siji Hutong, after Chang'e, played by Liu Xiaoli, appeared, Chen Qian quickly recognized that it was her mother. However, when she turned around and saw her mother sitting next to her, her round eyes were filled with doubt.

"That's right, that's also Mom. It's a TV series that Mom acted in, just like the movies you acted in before, baby."

Chen Fusheng explained in her ear.

The little one clearly wasn't listening, because her attention was drawn to the graceful dance of the "Chang'e" mother on TV.

"Wow, cousin, you look so beautiful as Chang'e!" Zhou Wenqiong turned to look at Liu Xiaoli with envy after watching the scene of Chang'e dancing.

"It's really good!" My parents-in-law also gave it high praise.

Chen Fusheng, of course, was not stingy with his praise for his wife: "Wife, your portrayal of Chang'e is so beautiful that even Chang'e herself would feel ashamed in comparison."

Why don't you exaggerate even more?

Liu Xiaoli, feeling a little embarrassed by the praise, rolled her eyes at her husband, but at that moment, she was filled with pride.

(End of this chapter)