174. Have you ever given a rose in Yaqin?

The song ended and the crowd was not too late. Except for the host Zhou Chunmei, the other two cars left in two. The whistling north wind outside could not blow away everyone's still passion. But soon everyone will restore their normal image and continue to do whatever they should do.

Chen Guobin took Zhao Yaqin and Chen Yirong back to Chen Zhengnan's house. Chen Guobin didn't need to remind him of this party. Zhao Yaqin was very careful and restrained. Her face was slightly red and her head was a little dizzy. She didn't want that guy's parents to find that she was a very indecent female alcoholic. Chen Yirong was also very careful. The father seemed to have a prejudice to girls drinking.

"Yaqin, I'm back. Why are you so tired? Go and rest first."

As soon as the three of them entered the door, He Liping, who was watching TV and waiting anxiously, greeted him warmly. Seeing his daughter-in-law's image, she couldn't help but frown and feel distressed. She quickly pushed her to the bedroom, while glaring at Chen Guobin with great objection, blaming him for not being optimistic about his wife outside, and making her look like this.

Chen Guobin didn't care, and greeted him warmly: "Sister, go and rest as well." It just so happened that Chen Zhengnan was not here, so he would avoid being seen and having any objections.

Zheng Xianyong frowned slightly and came up to meet him. Seeing Chen Yirong like this, he couldn't help but feel a little blamed in his eyes.

The two girls were each hurriedly helped back to the bedroom, and then they would be served with hot water to wash their faces.

With that mother helping to take care of her enthusiastically, Chen Guobin, who was too lazy to be a light bulb, fell into ease and leaned on the sofa in the living room.

Chen Zhengnan finally appeared at the door of the study room that was in the forefront and shouted from afar: "Guobin, come here."

It was so sneaky that there would be nothing good to do, Chen Guobin gritted his teeth and stood up and walked over, and went into the study to have a secret conversation.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Zhengnan glared at him and said without hesitation: "It is a good thing to have a party, but you are a man who is so embarrassed to stay with so many women? Pay attention to the impact!"

"What's the matter? I'm here every time." Chen Guobin curled his lips and said politely, "If a group of women drink, can it be possible without effective supervision? At least I have to control Yaqin and prevent her from drinking too much."

"Hmph." Chen Zhengnan lost his eyes and did not continue the topic. He turned to the topic and said seriously: "It's the New Year, and you should seriously consider the major marriage. It's been four years since you got married to Yaqin. You haven't even met me once. Is this a good thing? Some things need to be done by yourself. You can't let Yaqin tie you up or ask me to send you a sedan chair to invite you. You can't be too face or too aloof. Everyone is human, and they all want face. This Spring Festival I hope you can accompany Yaqin to her house to pay New Year's greetings. If you encounter bad words, you should be good if you don't see things. If Yaqin runs away from your mother, you shouldn't do too much. Do you understand what I say?"

"I understand." Chen Guobin nodded seriously, "I will think about it seriously."

Chen Zhengnan once again felt sorry for his iron...

After having supper at home on the evening of February 13, Chen Guobin was bored and stayed in the living room to watch TV. Secretary-General Zhao continued to spend time in the study.

After finishing the kitchen matters, Mei Lanxiang walked into the living room and waved mysteriously: "Guobin, come here, I have something to say to you."

"What's the matter?" Chen Guobin smiled and stood up to meet him, saying that Aunt Mei was too pursuing Xiang Xiaolan, who was also watching TV, would have some ideas.

"Go into the house and say." Mei Lanxiang said without saying anything, and took his hand and walked towards her bedroom.

When the door was closed, Mei Lanxiang stared at the guy and snorted: "What day is today, do you know?"

Chen Guobin smiled and scratched his head: "What the New Year's Day after tomorrow? Today is 28, so I won't be a glutinous rice cake. But our family is not a good one."

"You heartless guy!" Mei Lanxiang looked at him with a hatred and almost reached out to poke his forehead. "Tomorrow is February 14th, you won't even know this day, right? After so long, have you ever given Yaqin a rose? You don't know the mood!" He shook his head.

"We are all the leaders, so we will be laughed at." Chen Guobin looked light, "Another way, Yaqin can't stand it."

"Just pretend!" Mei Lanxiang gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes in anger, "I think you didn't take Yaqin too seriously in your heart, and you were crazy outside."

After pausing, she explained seriously: "Anyway, no matter what, you must give Yaqin Rose this time. This is the family task assigned by Aunt Mei. If you don't complete it, Aunt Mei will not have the heart to do housework in the future!" She suddenly acted like Mei's style.

Chen Guobin smiled bitterly: "Aunt Mei, you don't have to do this, right?" He pretended to be helpless and shook his head, "Okay, OK, I will take Yaqin out for a ride tomorrow night. Oh, the New Year is coming soon, where do you ask me to find roses?"

Mei Lanxiang stared at her and said with a slight remark: "As long as you have the intention, you can find it..."

The Chinese New Year will be held tomorrow, but the political institutions still have to go to work. People are more impatient, but now there is basically no job. Everyone is mainly loving the year-end welfare of the unit, hoping to send some condolences, and of course they want red envelopes.

Maggie Zhou has been busy these days, and the welfare matter has fallen on her. She led the bureau’s party and government office to purchase popular daily necessities such as mili and oil, which are cheap and sufficient to make up for a festive celebration. As for the red envelope, the Tourism Bureau happened to catch up with the Orient Express this year and became a highly valued department in the city. The funds are quite considerable, but the red envelope is quite considerable. The people in the agency are 1,000 yuan per person, and Chen Guobin, as a leader, has just received 2,000 yuan, and everyone is very happy.

At noon, Chen Guobin brought back the newly-issued grain, oil and other welfare products. This was not a matter of how much money it cost. Sure enough, Mei Lanxiang's eyes were particularly radiant, just like a pile of gold.

When I arrived at the unit again in the afternoon, Chen Guobin was called to Director Zhou's office. Director Zhou was already idle now.

She stared at the guy opposite her unhonest eyes seriously, and asked in anger, "Guobin, do you know what day it is?"

"Twenty-nine, everything is fine." Chen Guobin said the farmer's catchphrase with a relaxed look on his face.

"Hmph, today is Valentine's Day!" Zhou Mayu reminded hatefully: "If someone is your lover, it's okay if he doesn't take it seriously, but this day should be a bit of a sign, right?"

"Okay, okay, don't say it so seriously." Chen Guobin smiled lightly, "Form is secondary, mainly lies in the heart." He heard that the lover Maggie Zhou mentioned was not the same thing.

"I still have the heart? You can't even pay attention to form. Being your lover is simply..." Zhou Mayu shook her head and sighed silently, "Guobin, you have too much ideological burden."

Chen Guobin was stunned and surprised. He smiled and looked at him with a earnest look: "Maggie, it's really hard for you, always for your heart. Well, I will work hard, and I believe everyone will get better and better."

"Everything is old." Zhou Mayu sighed and thoughtfully: "Life is only a few decades. Like my aunt, I am in her forties, how much youth is left? I feel that she doesn't know how to cherish and grasp it." Zhou Mayu hesitated for a long time before resolutely decided to remind him not to treat that guy as nothing has happened.

Chen Guobin was even more surprised by her courage and glanced at him: "Does he say bad things to his aunt like this behind his back? Be respectful! Your aunt is a very great woman."

"Yes, it's so great, I know it's cheaper." Zhou Mayu gritted her teeth and felt very much, and did not continue to knock on it. He shouted: "Okay, okay, you'd better deal with your wife first. There is a flower shop on Lingxi Road, which is still open today..."

She was a little surprised and felt that the guy seemed to know that she had known that the situation was the same, and that he had been pretending to be so calm. Maggie Zhou suddenly felt excited, and she wanted to swallow the little hairy child, and dared to be so righteous to her dearest aunt, and to be so righteous. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

Chen Guobin was also very surprised by Maggie Zhou's current situation and understood her complicated mood at this time. After a few easy jokes, he said goodbye and returned to his office.

With his eyes closed and leaned down on the leader's chair, Chen Guobin straightened his body, reached out to grab the phone, and quickly dialed a number from other places.

"Hey——" Dong Wanning's proper official voice came over, and it was still particularly pleasant to Chen Guobin's ears.

He said easily: "Wanning, it's me."

Dong Wanning's voice immediately became much softer and she nodded softly: "Guobin, what are you doing?"

"Wait for the New Year. Where are you?"

"Of course the same, there's nothing to do now, just sit here and behave like a show."

Chen Guobin laughed twice and asked enthusiastically: "Where are you going to celebrate the New Year this time?"

Dong Wanning said excitedly: "At Yi Ning's place, Aunt Xu will come here at that time, and the three of us will make our own New Year's Eve dinner."

Chen Guobin was happy: "This is pretty good. What's wrong with the preparation of New Year's goods..."

After chatting about the New Year easily, the two of them were in a very happy mood.

Chen Guobin said kindly at the right time: "Wanning, I don't have to cook tonight. I specially ordered a meal, and someone will call you to come to my door. Remember to eat a little full, don't eat too much, and be careful of your health."

Dong Wanning was stunned for a moment, felt a warm feeling, and said obediently: "I know, I will definitely taste it well. Guobin, you should also pay more attention to your health and do what you should do with peace of mind..."

Finally, Chen Guobin let out a long sip, then called Zhou Chunmei, greeting each other and getting to know each other. Chen Guobin also explained that he had ordered a meal specially.

However, those dishes were carefully planned by Chen Guobin based on their traditional tastes. Although they could not be made in time, the ingredients, including a few garlic, were considered, and the cooking process was detailed. They were handed over to a very high-quality hotel in Xingcheng, and the most famous chef there was responsible for making them.

On the phone, Chen Guobin did not mention the festival, and he didn't give anything else except food. This was not only not stressing them, but also not stressing themselves. It was time for the Chinese New Year, as long as it was easy, but the food was the most stress-free and warm. They all ate happily and moved that night.

"Aunt Mei, you can prepare the dishes for dinner. I will come back to cook. By the way, Yaqin and I will come back later. We will have a try before we go out." Chen Guobin called home and explained.

"I understand." Mei Lanxiang was full of joy, "Don't rush back. Be careful not to catch a cold..."
Chapter completed!