Chapter 597

"Xiaole, Zhilin and Haoyu, go and ask your grandpa to come down for dinner."

"OK."

The ancestral rule of the old Fang family is that when the whole family has a reunion dinner during the Spring Festival, the youngest generation of children should go together to shout the eldest head of the family for dinner.

Therefore, at the family gathering every Spring Festival, Fang yuchengdu will not go downstairs before dinner, waiting for Fang Xiaole's three younger generation to go upstairs and call him.

"Brother, you go ahead."

When they came to the stairs, Fang Haoyu and Chen Zhilin, who had always been arrogant in front of Fang Xiaole, spoke in unison.

"OK." Fang Xiaole didn't care. Since both his brothers were modest, he went up the stairs first.

"The first sentence when you get up every day, cheer yourself up first..."

Halfway up the stairs, the three suddenly heard a song.

"Brother, is it your mobile phone?"

They looked at Fang Xiaole. Neither of them was the ring tone, and it was not surprising that Fang Xiaole used his girlfriend's song as the ring tone.

"My cell phone doesn't ring like this."

Fang Xiaole does ring with Lin Yao's song, but it's not calories, but courage.

"Then the song is..."

Chen Zhilin and Fang Haoyu looked in the direction of Grandpa's room. They both opened their eyes, "won't they?"

At this time, the song suddenly stopped.

Fang Xiaole hurried upstairs. Fang Yucheng's room door was open. The three entered the room. Seeing that Grandpa looked cold and didn't hold a mobile phone in his hand, they didn't dare to ask, so they said to the old man sitting on the rattan chair:

"Grandpa, it's time for dinner."

Fang Yucheng's right hand stretched out from his pocket and stood up, "HMM."

The four people went downstairs. The three Fang families, together with Zhang Bo, Hong Sanshi and Zhao Yue, sat around a big table.

When Fang Yucheng came down, Hong Sanshi stood up and said hello to him: "Grandpa, Hello, happy new year."

"Happy new year, please sit down, please sit down."

Fang Yucheng nodded politely to the three and asked them to sit down. "There's nothing to eat. I'm sorry. I'll bear more."

This is the polite way of Shuchuan people and mountain city countrymen. No matter how full the table is, they will say to the guests, "there's no food."

"We're sorry to bother you during the new year." Hong Sanshi is busy.

Several people were polite for a while. Fang Yucheng asked his wife Guo Juan to pour wine for Hong Sanshi and Zhang Bo. In addition to the drinks poured in Fang Shengnan's cup, Fang Xiaole had a bad voice and poured white water in the cup.

Fang Yucheng raised his glass and didn't say much. He just said, "Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

The family and the three guests also raised their glasses and shouted loudly.

The atmosphere became warm for a moment.

After drinking this cup, Hong Sanshi and Zhang Bo are going to move their chopsticks, but they find that none of the Fang family has moved. Hong Sanshi and Zhang Bo look at each other and silently put down their chopsticks. They don't know what this is.

"Dad, in previous years, houses were allocated at night before meals. Is it the same this year?"

Fang Zhulian asked.

"Three younger sisters, there are guests here. Let's talk after eating."

Fang Guoyou advised.

"It's an old rule. You can't break it casually. Besides, it's just a room. It won't take long, Dad. What do you say?"

Fang Zhulian insisted.

Fang Yucheng was silent and nodded.

The atmosphere at the table changed from warm to strange.

Hong Sanshi and Zhang Bo didn't know, so Fang Xiaole whispered to them:

"Brother Hong, I'll make you laugh. The bedroom environment on the first floor of my grandfather's old house is very poor. There is a quarrel every year because of who lives on the first floor."

Zhang Bo asked, "can't you go out to live?"

Fang Xiaole said, "my grandfather said that it is the rule of the Fang family to live in the old house during the Spring Festival. It can't be bad."

They nodded to show understanding.

They are well-informed and have seen a lot about the strange rules of this family.

However, for Zhu Lian, this is not just a rule, but the embodiment of her and her son's status in the family.

In previous years, they all lived on the second floor, while the eldest brother Fang Guoqing's family always lived on the damp and moldy first floor.

But this year

Fang Zhulian is a little nervous.

But when she thought about it carefully, she felt that she didn't have to worry.

Although Lin Yao is a big star, how can people of the old man's age pay attention to the entertainment industry?

He doesn't know Lin Yao at all!

And the old man never liked those too flirtatious women. Even if Fang Xiaole blew Lin Yao up in front of the old man, I'm afraid he couldn't change his mind.

Fang Zhulian was thinking that Fang Yucheng had already spoken:

"The boss lives on the second floor, the third on the second floor, the second on the first floor."

Fang Zhulian trembled and looked at her father in disbelief:

"Dad, it's always big brother. They live on the first floor?"

Fang Yucheng looked at her and said, "that's it. Eat."

"Yeah, let's go!"

Fang Shengnan cheered. He was the first to pick up chopsticks. Seeing song Yan staring at her, he had to wait for grandpa to move chopsticks first.

"Nothing to eat, eat all."

Fang Yucheng said.

"OK, everyone moves chopsticks."

"Brother Hong, brother Bo, sister Yue, you're welcome."

With the consent of the old man, others picked up chopsticks one after another. In fact, they were already hungry.

After a few mouthfuls of food, Hong Sanshi picked up his cup and began toasting at the table in turn. When he met Fang Shengnan, they were even less than a thousand cups of wine. They had a lot of fun.

Grandma, third uncle's mother, Zhang Yan and Zeng Li kept cooking for Lin Yao, so that song Yan, who had planned to take good care of her daughter-in-law, could not intervene.

Xiong Sangou had several drinks with Fang Yucheng. The old man looked red and looked in a good mood.

On the whole table, only Fang Zhulian had a gloomy face and didn't even move his chopsticks.

"Mom, forget it. We also said last year that we would live on the first floor this year."

Chen Zhilin is completely convinced by the other Xiaole. He knows that he is no better than Fang Xiaole in both his career and his wife. He has lost his previous spirit.

"You know what! Alas... "

Fang Zhulian stared at him. Seeing that her son was also bitter, she couldn't help sighing, bowed her head to eat and stopped talking.

More than an hour later, a rare harmonious spring festival family banquet for each other's family ended with laughter.

Zhang Bo, Hong Sanshi and Zhao Yue sat in the yard for a while, and then they were ready to go back to the city.

Fang Zhulian also wanted to argue with her father, but Fang Yucheng closed her mouth with a look in her eyes.

"Xiao Le, you two come up and down."

Fang Yucheng said to Xiao le and Lin Yao, and they went upstairs with him.

"Xiao Le, you go out first."

Entering the room, Fang Yucheng suddenly said to Xiao le.

"OK, Grandpa." Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao, motioned that she was all right, and withdrew from the room.

"Grandpa, what can I do for you?"

Lin Yao was a little embarrassed. Looking at Fang Yucheng with a cold look, she asked in a low voice.

Fang Yucheng seriously opened the drawer, took out a book and a pen and handed it to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao took it in doubt, "Grandpa, are you..."

"Daughter-in-law sun, please sign for me." Grandpa's expression was still serious, but his tone was uneasy and slightly uncomfortable.

"Ah?" Lin Yao blinked blankly.

"Sign more." Fang Yucheng thought for a moment and said, "Lao Liu and Lao Zhang also like listening to your songs."