On the way back from the airport, Mei Lanxiang, who was sitting on the passenger seat, thought about it over and over again, but she still felt that it was not good to follow the guy's parents' house on the first day of the Lunar New Year. She turned around and said seriously: "Guobin, you should let me go to the station to take the bus home by myself."

At this time, Chen Guobin had just driven back to Xingcheng District and was about to turn into National Highway No. 7. Hearing this, he was amused, "Aunt Mei, why are you so brave? If you didn't do something bad."

"Oh." Mei Lanxiang rolled her eyes and felt a little embarrassed. "This is not a timid person.

The problem. I am a nanny and it was not suitable in the past."

"What's wrong with running? You've been taking care of us for so long, and you still treat yourself as an outsider." Chen Guobin snorted softly, and then said, "On the first day of the Lunar New Year, can you still leave you alone at home? Humph, you're taking a car home by yourself, who do you think of me?"

Mei Lanxiang felt a little angry at that guy who was so aggressive and looked at his elders, but she was angry: "On the first day of the Lunar New Year, you will bring an aunt back to see your parents, and you will make others laugh at me."

Chen Guobin turned his head and looked at her and saw that she was wearing a beige down jacket. She was rarely troubled before going out. She was different from her usual image, but she was prepared earlier.

He snorted and joked: "If you don't say it, who knows you are an aunt?"

Mei Lanxiang immediately said angrily: "Hmph, are you talking nonsense to Aunt Mei?" She actually felt very helpful.

Chen Guobin smiled unanimously: "Okay, Aunt Mei, don't think too much. It's not like to see the King of Hell. My parents are easy to get along with. Besides, my mother has long wanted to see you. I have to thank you for your baby son who has taken care of her for a long time." He was very arrogant.

Mei Lanxiang felt that the guy was getting worse and worse. The master was humming, but he was in the car and couldn't help but be forced to go to Lingyang for fire and water.

National Highway No. 7 is no longer as busy as before, and there are only a few vehicles. People in this era are not used to traveling far away on the first day of the New Year. Unlike more than ten years later, the SI cars on the first day of the New Year could squeeze the expressway. The road surface was empty, so Chen Guobin naturally drove faster than usual. He turned off the national highway and entered Lingyang city in less than two hours.

In addition to the red cannon chips everywhere, the empty poles and shells of cannons, and the crackling sounds of cannons that are still ringing intermittently, prove that the festival is particularly lively, but the streets are much deserted than usual, with few pedestrians and almost no doors to the store. People are usually accustomed to staying at home and enjoying the joy of family reunion.

Turning into the gate of the leadership courtyard with four happy lanterns written on the words "Happy Spring Festival" written on it, Chen Guobin felt that there was less solemnity than usual, so he quickly drove the car to Chen Zhengnan's doorstep. At the same time, he saw a brand new white Jetta parked at the door of Xu Shuyan's house, but it was the car of the scenic area working committee secretary Dong. It was not surprising.

Mei Lanxiang was nervous for a moment, and she followed the guy carrying two bags of gifts, feeling embarrassed.

Chen Guobin looked back and smiled bitterly in his heart, comforted him with earnest eyes, and knocked on the door in a grand manner.

Soon, He Liping, who was already mentally prepared, opened the door with a very hot oak on her face. She saw the legendary Aunt Mei, who looked like a shy girl, and she felt a little amused.

"Mom, this is Aunt Mei that I often talk to you. I treat me very well. Aunt Mei, this is my mother." Chen Guobin enthusiastically recommended it.

The trouble made He Liping and Mei Lanxiang not know what to call him for a while, so he nodded politely and smiled.

"Let's talk about it first." He Liping reached out to invite him warmly, and continued to look at Aunt Mei politely, feeling a little puzzled. His son was taken good care of by Aunt Mei for three years? The Aunt Mei that He Liping imagined before was not so young, nor was she such a shy image, but a typical middle-aged and kind fu girl. In fact, Chen Guobin also felt a little bit that way. Aunt Mei in his eyes was not so young. Today, his hair changed a little, and his clothes changed, but of course he couldn't say that Aunt Mei dressed up like an aunt.

"Sister He, just call me Lanxiang..."

After entering the house, after the initial discomfort, Mei Lanxiang regained her usual generous manners and immediately rushed to serve tea and pour water. She was very quick and did not realize that she was treated as a guest at all. He Liping, who was hung down, didn't know what to say, but she saw Mei Lanxiang's excellent nanny potential very intuitively, and was relieved that her son had such a diligent and enthusiastic good aunt.

It was just as lunch was being prepared. Mei Lanxiang naturally turned her back and stayed in the kitchen. At the same time, she refused to let He Liping take action, and the two pushed and shoved each other.

"Sister He, go and have more conversations with Guobin. Just have me here." Mei Lanxiang said enthusiastically while pushing He Liping out of the kitchen door.

He Liping couldn't fight, so she had to walk to the living room helplessly, sit down beside Chen Guobin, and smiled bitterly: "Guobin, your Aunt Mei is too enthusiastic, right?"

Chen Guobin smiled helplessly: "I am used to it, so let her do it."

"How do you say it? It's too big or too young!" He Liping immediately glared at her and warned: "You should respect Aunt Mei more. If you take care of you for so long, you can't be an ungrateful wolf!

"I understand." Chen Guobin scratched his head a little, and quickly got up, "I'll go to the kitchen to help Aunt Mei."

"Hmph, you're still a little enlightened..."

Chen Zhengnan, who was reading the party newspaper carefully, glanced at Chen Guobin's back as he disappeared at the kitchen door and shook his head slightly. Since he talked about work style, the words between the two fathers and sons have been much less, and they often have nothing to say.

He Liping sighed lightly and said with great emotion: "Our Guobin is really blessed."

Chen Zhengnan refused to say anything: "It's just that I don't know how to cherish it."

"Oh" He Liping sighed helplessly, and remembered the beloved daughter-in-law Fu.

Chen Guobin walked into the kitchen and saw the figure squatting on the ground, not afraid of the water cooling, washing the cabbage in the basin. He couldn't help feeling guilty, and his face was very bright, "Aunt Mei, I'll help you." He squatted down after walking.

"Oh, come and make trouble again, go and talk to your mother." Mei Lanxiang frowned, waved her little hands that were slightly red from the cold, trying to block the big hands into the water. "I haven't worked all day, and I can't stand it if I don't do it anymore. Don't rob my job any more in the future."

"Aunt Mei, just ask me to help you, otherwise my mother would scold me and say I was an ungrateful wolf." Chen Guobin firmly reached into the water and leaned down with a serious look on his face. It soon made Mei Lanxiang feel warm and weak, but the two of them had a very quick and tacit understanding and warm and harmonious movement.

After eating together, Mei Lanxiang and He Liping's relationship became much warmer. They both have a common partner of love, but the common language was surprising, which made Chen Guobin very depressed. In particular, Mei Lanxiang has exposed some of his bad living habits many times.

The two women immediately went to the kitchen to deal with the aftermath. This time Mei Lanxiang didn't argue much. After getting to the heat, she found that there were a lot of things to say to the guy's very knowledgeable mother.

I was bored, Chen Guobin, who was leaning on the sofa, suddenly had a bold idea and asked Chen Zhengnan, who was watching TV at Dazhi Ruoyu, for advice: "Dad, how about I go and wish Aunt Xu a New Year?"

Chen Zhengnan turned his head and looked at it strangely, without saying anything: "If you think it's appropriate, go..."

Putting down the microphone, Xu Shuyan's forehead suddenly wrinkled, and on the sofa, he vaguely heard someone coming to pay New Year's greetings on the faces of the Dong sisters who were vaguely watching him. Dong Wanning was a little embarrassed, while Dong Yining was very surprised. Dong Wanning had already known Chen Guobin's father's identity, but he knew it when he heard it, but Dong Yining was not aware of it.

Xu Shuyan walked over and said lightly without comment: "Minister Chen's son is coming to pay New Year's greetings. He and Yaqin have been here before." His eyes fell on Dong Wanning in complexity, and he didn't have to say much in front of her sister.

Dong Wanning said oh, but the following words were gone.

Dong Yining turned his head and looked suspicious: "Sister, why would that person come to such a place?" Dong Yining was not as awe-in-commanding as her sister, and spoke more casually.

"I heard that his father also lives in this yard." Dong Wanning whispered a little embarrassedly.

"Ah" Dong Yining wanted to cry, as if there was no place in this world without the shadow of that person.

Chen Guobin, carrying a bag of gifts, walked to the door of Xu Shuyan's house next door with his head held high, took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

It was Dong Yining who opened the door to greet him. After a glance, she was not very happy. "Please come in."

Chen Guobin greeted him very naturally and kindly: "Yi Ning, happy new year." Yu Guangsai saw Xu Shuyan and Dong Wanning sitting on the sofa in the room, with their expressions not very helpful.

"Happy New Year."

Dong Yining replied a little stiffly, while Chen Guobin came in calmly and continued to greet him enthusiastically: "Aunt Xu, happy new year." Dong Wanning just nodded to each other, without a title.

"Happy New Year." Xu Shuyan was used to being uncomfortable in her heart, so she nodded and reached out to greet her enthusiastically: "Guobin, sit down. What else do you have to bring to greet New Year's greetings?" She was polite.

Dong Yining was very aware of entertaining guests. After taking the gift without any hesitation, she took the initiative to serve tea and pour water.

This sister-in-law, Chen Guobin, was a little amused and laughed. He sat down on the side of the sofa, and the distance was kept very well.

"Please have tea." Dong Yining quickly brought a cup of cold and warm attitude. After the man took it, she sat down next to her, just separated Chen Guobin and Dong Wanning.

As soon as he sat down, Dong Yining turned his head and looked at Chen Guobin next to him, feeling a little puzzled: "By the way, why didn't your wife come together?"

"Yining, how do you talk?" Dong Wanning glared and angrily, unable to stand the sister's mouth regardless of the occasion. Xu Shuyan secretly laughed and cried when she was called County Magistrate Zhao so politely, but she didn't care much about it.

Chen Guobin smiled dismissively: "Your Sister Zhao is back home."

Dong Yining frowned and asked, "Then why don't you go together?"

She asked unintentionally, but Xu Shuyan and Dong Wanning suddenly felt a little serious. They were curious about Zhao Yaqin and that person's marriage. If they don't wish you New Year together during the New Year, it will easily make people have ideas...
Chapter completed!