The lights of thousands of families are bright, but Comrade Chen Zhengnan's leadership home is unprecedentedly lively. There are two young ancestors who can make a fuss, Mei Lanxiang and Xiang Xiaolan, who are professionally caring for a pot.

Chen Guobin was too lazy to interfere with the child's lively nature. He was just worried that the baby girl would be almost five years old and that if she continued to make trouble like this, it would be really not conducive to the cultivation of the image of a lady.

Two leaders surnamed Chen were watching the news seriously in the living room. The male host was very stylish. In the kitchen, He Liping took Zhao Yaqin and Dong Wanning to cook dinner together, and there was a little strange feeling in the harmony.

"Go to the balcony for a walk." Chen Zhengnan stood up and suggested casually. Chen Guobin responded and stood up.

Soon we came to the balcony, and looked at each other by the railing, bathed in the faint light of the street lights, trees as thick as bowls were swaying happily with the spring breeze, and an inexplicable fragrance floated into our noses from time to time. The feeling of spring is always intoxicating and breathing comfortably.

After enjoying for a while, Chen Zhengnan was not tilted and said lightly: "Congratulations, it's a new one."

Chen Guobin looked light and said, "There is no distinction between high and low jobs, so it's not the same where to do it."

Chen Zhengnan turned his head and looked at it and teased, "I am very arrogant, I am more capable than you."

"How can I compare?" Chen Guobin smiled modestly, "I'm still several steps away from your position."

"Hmph, what's the point of comparing with me, the old man? Xiang Yaqin is the right way to go. Don't be proud and complacent this time. It's not that you can catch up with her. It's not like a sword by carving a boat." Chen Zhengnan stared at him and shook his head, "I think you're afraid you won't be able to catch up in this life."

Chen Guobin glared: "Is it necessary to be so aggressive? You don't know who I am. You don't have much pursuit. If you have the opportunity, do something for the people. You won't deliberately try to speculate. You will use any means to get promoted and make money, and you will not compare with others with the officials. This is a very untamed thing. It would be great if our country had more officials like me who would not forget their roots." He did not blush at all.

Chen Zhengnan wanted to vomit and snorted: "That's true, the melons sold by Huang Po have always been good..."

Chen Guobin is really speechless about the old man who uses damage as an inspiration. Fortunately, everyone always looks hypocritical and hypocritical, and they all have the excellent potential of a hooligan in their bones.

"It seems that they are more harmonious?" Chen Zhengnan brought the topic to the other side and said carelessly.

Chen Guobin curled his lips and emphasized lightly: "They are good friends, so of course they are harmonious."

Chen Zhengnan sighed lightly: "Your mother is not easy to be a human being now, and she is not good to be on anyone."

Chen Guobin was very relaxed: "It doesn't matter, their minds are not that narrow-minded."

"If it were you, would you be so generous?" Chen Zhengnan glared at him with a look of regret: "I don't know how many blessings you have made in your lifetime, so that you can make others pay like that. If you are sorry to others, don't blame me for turning against others."

"Dad, you don't have to worry about that matter. We will handle it ourselves." Chen Guobin sighed with a sincere look on his face: "I've been delaying for so many years. I'm sorry for too many people. It's useless to think too much. Let's continue to work together."

Chen Zhengnan had a complicated look, shook his head and sighed, and patted the guy on the shoulder, "If you can't let go, don't keep hanging on your feet. If you want to be bad, you'll be a little worse. Women are not as good as men, and their youth is limited."

Chen Guobin ignored it and looked at it exaggeratedly: "My mother looks at least five years younger than you."

"You boy!" Chen Zhengnan suddenly glared and reached out to beat someone. Someone quickly took a big step, and he was polite: "A gentleman should not act!"

Mr. Chen almost couldn't breathe...

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There were bursts of laughter from time to time in the kitchen. Chen Guobin, who returned to the living room to continue watching TV, suddenly had an illusion, just like Zhao Yaqin and Dong Wanning were both his wife, showing their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law's affection with their mother-in-law. As for the specificity, Chen Guobin really didn't want to think too much. He just hoped that Miss Zhao would not throw her temper on him again. Anyway, Chen Guobin didn't want to go to the sensitive kitchen to fight for being a light bulb. Even if it was just a meeting, it would easily make people feel moved and seriously corrupted the atmosphere. At least at present, the lively atmosphere in the kitchen is still relatively real, and it is easy to forget some annoying things if you integrate into it.

"Dududu--"

The red landline on the other end suddenly rang. Chen Zhengnan was a state party secretary, but his family was still an old couple, and he didn't even have a nanny.

My wife was in the kitchen, so Chen Zhengnan had to get up and walk over, grabbed the microphone and fed it in a normal manner, and was not strict and powerful.

"Oh, it's Meifeng..." Hearing the voice on the other end, Chen Zhengnan's tone immediately turned 180 degrees, very enthusiastic, "Welcome to you here. Today, my son and daughter-in-law and family are all here..."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhengnan turned around and saw the son's strange look on his face. He walked over calmly, "Auntie Shan, you will bring your daughter to visit later."

"It's so passionate." Chen Guobin curled his lips exaggeratedly.

Chen Zhengnan glared fiercely: "You kid, please be more at ease! Don't put your messy relationship on my head. Be careful to be polite at that time."

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Not long after, the door was knocked, and a young girl's voice came from: "Auntie He, I'm Chan."

Comrade Chen Guobin was not thundered for a moment. He sounded like a junior high school student. I really don’t know when Aunt Dan gave birth to her daughter. In fact, she should be a very old mother.

"Come soon!" Chen Zhengnan quickly stood up, and was particularly enthusiastic. While glaring at the guy with an exaggerated expression on his face, he whispered: "Chanchan is Aunt Shan's adopted daughter. After graduating from college this year, please take care of me!"

Chen Guobin hummed and threw a contemptuous look and immediately changed into an approachable face.

Then I almost flew up. I took two steps at a time and immediately walked to the door and opened it. Two women, one big and one small, stood outside, with bright smiles on their faces. After all, that classmate Chan Chan looked a little older than Chen Guobin imagined, like a high school student, not a junior high school student.

"Meifeng, Chanchan, come in and sit in, Liping and the others are in the kitchen." Chen Zhengnan didn't even have the style of the top leader, and greeted him warmly.

Chen Guobin was very polite and followed me. Although he felt a little bit like that in his heart, his face was very enthusiastic. He nodded and shouted: "Aunt Shan."

Shan Meifeng looked at it seriously and smiled: "Oh, I haven't seen each other for two years, Guobin is more handsome." She walked in with her daughter.

Chen Guobin was embarrassed to smile: "Look at what Aunt Dan, you said..."

As soon as Shan Chanchan entered the door, her eyes almost fell on the young master. Her big eyes were full of curiosity, but the young master was unconsciously more graceful, but no one knew how to appreciate it. In Shan Chanchan's opinion, it was a bit rustic.

"Chanchan, call Brother Guobin."

Hearing his mother's explanation, Shan Chanchan called reluctantly and muttered quietly: "How old is it."

His ears were so smart that he could hear that Mr. Chen almost fainted, but it was quite easy for him to call Chanchan.

Perhaps hearing the movement downstairs, Mei Lanxiang and Xiang Xiaolan, who were leading two little ancestors to play upstairs, each led one down the stairs.

The Chen father and son and the Shan mother and daughter were already sitting on the sofa.

Chen Zhengnan took the initiative and warm introduction and greeted each other.

Grandma Shan and Aunt Shan liked those two little guys so much that they took out two red envelopes on the spot. It was obvious that they were prepared and were determined. Master Chen thought so, but he would not refuse to accept red envelopes. The big bank ignored the meticulousness, which did not mean that he did not respect the money.

"Brother Guobin, how old are you getting married? Why do you have such a big child?"

Shan Chanchan opened her innocent big eyes and spoke nonsense, which made Chen Guobin a little unstoppable even though he was knowledgeable.

Shan Meifeng immediately looked stern: "Chanchan, how do you talk?"

Chen Zhengnan looked relaxed: "It doesn't matter. As a child, there is no need to pay attention to so many things."

It was still Chen Baoying who was eager to protect her father, and her eyes were not small. She stared at Shan Chanchan, "If my father got married and had early, she would have children as old as Aunt Shan."

"..." Thunder fell.

Dad Chen wanted to cry very much. Is this his five-year-old daughter? He pretended to be fierce, and the baby girl was so scared that she immediately shrank her body tightly into Aunt Lan Xiang's arms, looking very afraid of being beaten.

Shan Chanchan was completely speechless and couldn't vomit enough blood.

At least it was a little more harmonious.

"Zhengnan, I'll go to the kitchen to see Liping." Shan Meifeng got up quickly, "Chanchan, please talk more with your brother Guobin."

Soon, Shan Meifeng walked to the kitchen impatiently. She wanted to see Chen Zhengnan's legendary daughter-in-law with her own eyes.

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Perhaps he had lost his main object of being attentive (Mr. Chen believes), Chen Zhengnan pretended to go to the study to work hard.

Shan Chanchan said a lot, and she had the excellent potential of a great gossip. After a while, Chen Guobin trapped all the school, majors, what he was doing, etc. Chen Guobin herself was modest and said that she was going to work at Zhangjiajie, study tourism, etc.

I heard that Shan Chanchan was studying at Jiangxia University, Chen Guobin was still a little more enthusiastic. Now this classmate graduated in a few months and was intern in the state. Her graduation design project is the development and research of Fenghuang Ancient City. She is very optimistic and has a low reputation and talks on paper.

Shan Chanchan seems to be very concerned about tourism culture, and there are also one set of ways to improve cultural taste in the topic. Leader Chen finally understood what it means to build a car with closed cars and innocence. He did not hit others' enthusiasm, but his eyelids almost fought.

In the kitchen, Shan Meifeng quickly fully utilized her familiar style and integrated it into it. However, she was quite versatile. When she saw the two young and beautiful women, she immediately knew who was the real brand and who was underground, so she didn't ask who was the daughter-in-law. He Liping was also very interested, but only introduced the names of Yaqin and Wanning respectively, and did not say who was the daughter-in-law. It would be better to be confused.

Seeing this is true, Shan Meifeng was deeply moved, especially seeing the two super excellent daughters-in-law so harmonious, it was a miracle.

While having dinner together, although Shan Meifeng and her daughter had eaten, they were still invited to the table to eat symbolically, and they were not polite.

Zhao Yaqin and Dong Wanning are more of a ladylike demeanor and are hospitality than usual.

Master Chen was tactful and silly, and he didn't want to show off in this situation. The lower the key, the less likely he would attract the wife's attention, and there would be less unnecessary disputes.

There was a bright light in Shan Chanchan's eyes. She admired her two unique and beautiful sisters very much. However, she was little, but she was little (also 22 years old), but she could see something was wrong. She deliberately asked with a heartfelt teapot, "Baoying, where is your mother?" Shan Meifeng winked with annoyance.

Zhao Yaqin was about to prove that she was her mother, but Chen Baoying held her chin with a innocent look on her face: "Aunt Shan, you are so gossipy. I won't tell you!" She hummed with pride.

"..." The table was speechless, and Zhao Yaqin also stopped.

Chen Guobin became more and more convinced that his pair of babies had no emotional intelligence, which was ridiculously high. He actually understood the special sensitive relationship between his mother and aunt, and knew not to carry the pots randomly.

He was really amused and crying, ashamed and relieved, and at least his daughter still respected him, a shameless father.

"Wan Ning, Chan Chan and you are alumni..." Chen Guobin took the opportunity to smooth things over, avoiding the embarrassment and changing the topic.

Zhao Yaqin's inadvertent eyes had a very familiar look of anger in her eyes, which finally made Chen Guobin wake up from the beautiful fantasy of stealing the bell. Her wife's jealousy has always been firmly present. Now she is just more mature and sensible and has not made it difficult for everyone to step down in public.

If you want face, it will be easy to deal with!

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"Wanning, let's go to bed together." Before going to bed, Zhao Yaqin took the initiative and enthusiastic.

"This way..." Dong Wanning hesitated a little, looked at everyone, and found that no one was paying attention, as if he was careless.

Zhao Yaqin immediately took Dong Wanning's arm without saying a word: "Let's go!" While looking at the guy, she explained indifferently: "You should be careful tonight, don't kick the quilt and catch a cold."

Chen Guobin held back and curled his lips: "I understand. Don't talk too late..."

He couldn't ask for it, and he was a little confused. He didn't know what his wife was thinking now, and her behavior was often contradictory. The world was so great that he, Chief Chen, was the biggest enemy.

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The next day was Monday. For those on vacation, everyone was busy and I was free, but that feeling was particularly comfortable.

Chen Guobin, who was alone in the empty room, wanted to sleep a little longer, but early in the morning, Mr. Chen knocked on the door unceremoniously.
To be continued...