Chapter 410

When firecrackers rumbled all over the city, Wu Tao took the old man and finally set foot on his way home.

Qiu Weimin's respectful manner of bowing down to the teachings just now reminds Wu Tao of the natural and unrestrained demeanor of the old man who would scold Fang Qiu.

Talented people from all generations have led the way for hundreds of years.

Who hasn't been young yet?

However, after this incident, Wu Tao obviously felt that the old man's mental state had taken on a new look. This can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone. It not only solves Qiu Xiaotian's worries, but also resolves the old man's heart disease.

"Oh, Grandpa, it's a little late. It's delaying the ancestor worship at home." Wu Tao looked at his watch and said suddenly in his heart. In the past, the old man valued these old rules most.

Unexpectedly, the old man waved his hand when he heard the speech and said, "it doesn't matter. Today, it's a merit for our grandparents and grandchildren. It doesn't matter if we let our ancestors wait."

After a pause, the old man said again, "Xiaotao, Grandpa, this old bone is not useless, is it?"

Wu Tao was stunned. He immediately reacted and said, "Grandpa, you play a great role. Just now I ran several times with Rongrong, and director Qiu ignored us. As a result, as soon as you came out, you didn't say a word. It's done! "

"... the outsider didn't say it in advance. Take our family for example. Although my father and I have created so many businesses outside, if we don't have you at home, we all feel that we have no backbone and can't work hard."

As soon as the old man heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and waved with great pride, "you two go and do it. I have me at home!"

When the old man had dinner on New Year's Eve, he ate two bowls of rice as soon as he was happy.

Wu Binghua and Zhang Huilan looked at each other and asked, "Dad, are you okay?"

"What can I do for you?" The old man's two gray eyebrows were horizontal, "how can I get there without food?"

"I'll hold it for you now..." Zhang Huilan said repeatedly. We should make more rice on New Year's Eve. We must leave it. After all, we should pay attention to surplus every year.

Not long after the new year's Eve dinner, Qiu Xiaotian called.

The seven foot man, an artist who has always wanted face in front of Wu Tao, is crying like a tearful man and thanking him again and again.

Wu Tao really couldn't listen. He simply said, "you should thank my grandpa most", and then gave the phone to the old man.

As a result, the call didn't end until two hours later.

At the end of the day, Qiu xiaotianxin repeatedly asked with lingering fear, "isn't your grandpa really sent by my father? At one breath, he trained me for two hours. Fortunately, my phone is not expensive, otherwise... "

Wu Tao looked at his mobile phone, "your uncle's, Qiu Xiaotian, the phone fee will be deducted from your salary!"

Then he hung up the phone with a snap.

Although he doesn't really care about the international long-distance call fee of 1000 yuan, it's really cool to say so.

Firecrackers bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year with laughter.

In the Spring Festival Gala in 1997, a story of spring was sung all over the country, which gave the greatest affirmation to the life achievements of the chief designer of Kaikai.

Of course, it is also the final affirmation.

Seeing the zero point approaching, Wu Tao's mobile phone rang again.

Subordinates called one by one to pay New Year's greetings and got hot on his mobile phone. When he finally hung up, there were flames and firecrackers in the village.

It's zero, and 1997 finally came.

It's raining

Feeling the drizzle falling overhead, Wu Tao shrank and went back to the room.

Rain but no snow indicates that this winter is not too cold, which is a typical feature of El Ni ñ o climate. This means that the flood season in the coming summer will also come as scheduled.

The light rain outside the window is pattering, and the fire in the east room is booming.

The old man is tired and has fallen asleep. Xiaojiang is also trapped in mud, clutching the toy he just bought.

Wu Binghua picked up Yao'er and went to wash, while Zhang Huilan also ended her dumpling making business. When she was about to pick up a pot of dumplings full of helmets, she said, "Tao, send it to Aunt Hua."

"OK."

Wu Tao carried the dumplings covered with broken blue cloth. When he came to Aunt Hua's door, he was welcoming aunt Hua out to close the door.

According to the custom of Beijiang, in order to welcome the God of wealth, the door of the family should be closed as late as possible.

"Tao, come in." Holding an oil paper umbrella, aunt Hua quickly covered it for him and let him in.

Wu Tao walked in with emotion, "aunt Hua, happy New Year!"

Xin Ruolan's aunt Hua was stunned: "boss, happy New Year!"

Wu Tao couldn't help but pick his eyebrows. Aunt Hua couldn't get rid of the sadness of missing black egg's father for many festivals. Today, it seems that it's a little different.

When he entered the hall, the black egg was indeed asleep in the room.

While aunt Hua was alone in the main room, there was a stack of thick documents on the tea table. Black egg's father's portrait is still there, suddenly seems to be smiling.

Wu Tao was surprised when he put down the dumplings. "Aunt Hua, you're still working so late?"

Aunt Hua smiled gracefully. Although she still lived in the old house, she had developed self-restraint and temperament“ Anyway, I'm fine and can't sleep. Just think about my plans for the coming year. "

"... now the stalls of Baimei QIANJIAO are open, but you said that it is more difficult to keep a business than to start a business. So I have to take care of it and make a good plan. " Aunt Hua made a cup of tea, but it was a good Longjing and handed it to Wu Tao.

"... I didn't know before, but now I understand that being an official with money is not as easy as we think. Occupy its position, seek its government, sit in what position and worry about what heart. I'm afraid you haven't thought less than me this evening? "

Listening to Aunt Hua's relaxed and calm tone, Wu Tao was pleased, but he still couldn't help asking, "what about Aunt Hua, uncle?"

"Black egg, his father, I miss him so much." Aunt Hua pursed her red lips, as if she was trying to restrain herself, "but he has left me with the me in the past. Is it a little amorous? "

When the words came, aunt Hua said, subconsciously breaking her fingers and feeling nervous.

"I don't know." Wu Tao looked at each other's performance, but he didn't try his best to explain anything. He just said casually, "but I've read a sentence. Forgetting is the best memorial. Maybe you and black egg are living more and more promising, which is the result uncle wants to see most. "

After half a ring, aunt Hua straightened up, her pretty face was full of firm color and said, "you're right."

"Then tell me about your work plan and ideas for Baimei QIANJIAO in the coming year." Wu Tao leaned against the back of the sofa and changed the topic.

Aunt Hua was shocked, "first, stop the pace of expansion; Secondly, integrated resource management, the establishment of a unified training system and financial system, the establishment of beauty professional training courses; Third, strengthen the horizontal communication of senior beauty technicians and establish a reasonable professional system... "

Listening to Aunt Hua's endless ideas, Wu Tao was really impressed, which made him think of a word.

Some people look unknown, but once they succeed, they can soar to the sky.