Chapter 112: 1 discarded tuba

　　 On the morning of New Year's Day, after Chen Hansheng's family finished eating dumplings and glutinous rice balls, Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun each took out a red envelope.
　　 "Han Sheng, Happy New Year, May you be healthy, happy and satisfied in 2003."
　　 This is Lao Chen’s faithful hope.
　　 "Son, happy new year, may you be less angry with me in 2003."
　　 This is Liang Meijuan's earnest expectation.
　　 Chen Hansheng accepted it with a smile, and then took out two red envelopes by himself like a magic trick.
　　 "Old Chen, I hope you will keep in good health in the new year. This home can't do without you."
　　 "Mom, I hope you will be less angry, beat me less, less verbose, and go out with Old Chen more in the new year."
　　 Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan did not expect that Chen Hansheng, who had just entered college, would also have a red envelope. They looked at each other and Old Chen said, "Blessings from my son, we have to accept it."
　　 The couple thought that Chen Hansheng's red envelope was just a meaning, but when they received the thickness in their hands, they knew they wanted to go wrong.
　　 went back to the bedroom and opened it, one thousand per person.
　　 "Old Chen, your son did a good job at school. We gave him only 600, and he gave us 1,000." Liang Meijuan said.
　　 Chen Zhaojun smiled and put the red envelope in his pocket: "You are not allowed to take this money back, my son honors me for buying cigarettes."
　　 The Ruixue scene last night added a bit of special flavor to this year. Starting from the second day of the second day, the people in Hong Kong City went out to pay a New Year's greetings, and Chen Hansheng went to his grandmother for dinner at noon.
　　 After taking the bus to the familiar courtyard, many relatives were there, chatting with electric heaters in the room lively.
　　 "Oh, college students are here."
　　 As soon as Chen Hansheng walked in, the second aunt said with a smile.
　　 A group of people chat like this. Whenever a "new person" joins, the topic will involuntarily turn to them.
　　 Chen Hansheng is still the only college student here, so everyone is more interested.
　　 "Han Sheng, are you tired from homework in college?"
　　 "Han Sheng, are you talking about girlfriends?"
　　 "Han Sheng, your cousin is free to help check her winter homework."
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　　 There are all kinds of questions, Chen Hansheng picks a few simple answers while grilling the electric heater.
The aunt looked not very happy. The main topic was her son. Chen Hansheng stole the limelight as soon as she came over. In addition, she had some conflicts with Liang Meijuan, so she snorted and said: "There are more and more college students now. The salaries of those college students in Xiaohaichang are not very high either."
　　 Xiaohai is Chen Hansheng’s cousin and the son of his elder aunt. Now he works in a factory in Shanghai.
　　 Liang Meijuan was very unconvinced, and immediately retorted. It was normal for the aunts to meet each other, and Chen Hansheng didn't take it to heart. She smiled and raised her eyebrows with her cousin Xiaohai.
　　 Cousin Xiaohai also laughed, and it seems that the younger generation did not remember the elders.
　　 In the end, Grandpa thought that it disturbed him watching TV, so he banged his pipe hard: "You can't be quiet on the second day of the new year, how old you are."
　　 Liang Meijuan stopped speaking, and my aunt had to add another sentence: "Our Xiaohai is now 1,500 yuan a month, and we can buy a mobile phone soon."
　　 It's okay not to say this, because the next moment Chen Hansheng's cell phone rang.
　　 The sound of "jingle bell" attracted everyone's attention, Chen Hansheng was so bad that he forgot to turn off the phone.
　　 The call was made by Xiao Rongyu. She just walked away from relatives and asked boringly what Chen Hansheng was doing. The two said casually and hung up the phone. The room was quiet.
　　 The elder aunt coughed: "Liang Meijuan, it's wrong for you to do this. How old is Han Sheng? You can buy him a mobile phone to cultivate the child's vanity."
　　 Liang Meijuan was in a good mood, and she still replied calmly on the face: "Lao Chen and I are still using PHS. He bought this mobile phone while working at school."
　　 The aunt didn't believe it, so she asked Chen Hansheng again.
　　 Chen Hansheng smiled and did not speak, helping to check the homework of his second aunt's cousin.
　　 I want to say that this big cousin in junior high school is also the best, she is the one who added QQ and said "brother, I am my sister", Chen Hansheng thought that you can just say the name directly, you have to go around.
　　 Of course, Chen Hansheng couldn't understand mathematics, so he could only look through the Chinese and check the rare words, but stopped at the composition.
　　 The title of the composition is "Suffering Makes People Stronger." This is a common topic in junior high school. It cultivates students' values ​​of enduring hardship and hard work. In the end, this sister is better off.
　　 "My dad had a car accident last year and his legs were amputated."
　　 Chen Hansheng raised his head and glanced at his second uncle with healthy limbs.
　　 "My mother cried and went blind because of this."
　　 Chen Hansheng glanced at his second aunt with 5.0 eyesight.
　　 "Yes, my baby cousin, I also spelled it to write a composition."
　　 Chen Hansheng turned down silently, and actually saw himself.
　　 "My cousin Chen Hansheng, because of his poor family, he cannot find a wife at the age of 26, but he is still very optimistic..."
　　 Chen Hansheng did not speak, moved the winter vacation homework over, and pointed to his name.
　　 The big cousin took the eraser knowingly, changed the name of "Chen Hansheng" to "Brother Xiaohai", and then blinked and asked Chen Hansheng if it would work.
　　 Chen Hansheng nodded, even if the homework was checked.
　　 After eating at my grandfather and grandmother’s house, after Chen Zhaojun’s family left, my aunt was still upset: "Sangu relied on some money at home~EbookFREE.me~ to buy a cell phone for her child, it is too vain."
　　 Grandpa was a little unhappy: "Did the youngest buy the phone, can't you tell?"
　　 "Han Sheng didn't want to say more, because he was afraid that the Chinese New Year would make your elder's face unsightly. If you keep thinking about it, you don't have to worry about others being hard-hearted and you won't help Xiaohai anymore.
　　Chen Hansheng is a grandson, and cousin Xiaohai is a grandson, so grandpa still wants to love his grandson more.
　　 The aunt didn’t believe it: "Xiao Hai doesn’t need help from others."
　　 Grandpa shook his head: "If your son's character can be half smooth and rounded by Chen Hansheng, I won't have to worry about lying down in the future."
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　　On the way back, Chen Hansheng and Liang Meijuan asked for instructions: "Mom, I'm going to school in two days."
　　 Liang Meijuan was taken aback: "Aren't you all starting school after the Lantern Festival?"
　　 "Yes, the official start of school is after the Lantern Festival."
　　 Chen Hansheng explained: "But I have to go to Sichuan and Chongqing to pick up Xiao Shen. I bought all the tickets. After sending her to the dormitory, I will go back to Hong Kong City to go to school with Xiao Yuer."
　　 "Son, why haven't you seen you being so considerate to mom? Are you tired from such tossing?"
　　 Liang Meijuan took a serious look at her son: "In 2003, can two girls be sure of one?"
　　 "Mom, look at what you said, we are all classmates."
　　 Chen Hansheng pretended not to understand the irony in Liang Meijuan's words, thinking that it was impossible to make sure that one was impossible, so I just hoped not to add one.
　　 After staying at home until the eighth day, Chen Hansheng went to Sichuan and Chongqing.
　　 Liang Meijuan looked at the empty bedroom, shook her head and said to Chen Zhaojun: "Old Chen, let's take care of the body and have a second child. The cabbage hasn't been arched, but the pigs are running happily."
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