The day before New Year's Eve, Cheng Liguo finally arrived. Li Huan and Cheng Qiao took little Cheng Li to the train station to pick him up. As soon as Cheng Liguo saw little Cheng Li, he hugged him. Little Cheng Li was a little embarrassed because he was already an elementary school student.
But in Cheng Liguo's heart, little Cheng Li is his own grandson. Holding his grandson is his greatest wish in life and he is unwilling to give up.
"Grandpa, I'll sleep with you tonight."
Little Cheng Li was also afraid of tiring Cheng Liguo, so he quickly made a promise. With Little Cheng Li's promise, Cheng Liguo let Little Cheng Li go, and then he and Li Huan walked out with their bags.
This time it was Li Huan who was driving. Li Huan had finally learned how to drive, and he couldn't wait to borrow Ye Jun's car to pick up Cheng Liguo at the train station.
When Cheng Liguo saw that it was Li Huan who was driving, he felt a little worried. He thought that this guy might hit someone to death. That would be a sin. When Li Huan saw Cheng Liguo's performance, he quickly said that he drove very well.
Cheng Liguo shook his head. It was because of being too slippery that problems arose. Only calm and stable people could feel safe. But when he thought of the little troublemaker and Qin Guoqing, forget it. They all seemed to be cut from the same mold.
They got in the car. Despite Cheng Liguo's nervousness, his heart finally settled down when the car stopped steadily in front of the courtyard gate. However, he had to admit that Li Huan drove more steadily than Qin Guoqing.
Ye Jun was already waiting at the door. When he saw Cheng Liguo get off the car, his face was as bright as a chrysanthemum. Everyone here was young, and only Li's mother was the same age as him. But it was impossible for him to have a lively conversation with Li's mother.
The two shook hands and walked in with laughter. Li Huan, Cheng Qiao, and little Cheng Li acted as porters and moved in all the things that Cheng Liguo brought.
"Oh, the charcoal fire is lit. No wonder the house is so warm."
As soon as Cheng Liguo saw the charcoal in the yard, he knew that Cheng Qiao had bought it in Hexi that year. She saw how much she had bought at that time, and it seemed that she bought ten tons at a time, which almost made people think that she was a speculator.
"Yes, we don't have firewood here, and few people heat their kangs. If we want to keep warm, we either have to endure it or put a coal stove in the house. Fortunately, Cheng Qiao was able to get the coal."
"Hexi has abundant coal resources. I will stockpile more. When Cheng Qiao has time to go there, I will ask her to find a way to bring it back."
The two of them smiled knowingly. When Li's mother saw Cheng Liguo, she greeted him happily. He was her daughter-in-law's biological father and she couldn't neglect him.
"Le Le, this is the New Year's gift Qin Guoqing asked me to bring you. He has to go to the border to deliver supplies and won't be able to come back in time."
Li Le hurriedly took the package. She had known for a long time that Qin Guoqing would not be able to come back for the New Year, but she did not expect that this guy would actually give her a gift. When Cheng's father returned, she also prepared some things for him to bring to Qin Guoqing.
All five children received their own gifts. Xuhui was the happiest. He actually got a homemade gun. When he learned that this gun was left by his father, he was stunned.
"Xuhui, your mother is divorced from that guy named Wu Fan. She lives alone in Zhangye now. I don't know how she found out my address and sent it to me to give it to you."
Xuhui really wanted to throw away this homemade gun, because it was given to him by his mother, whom he was unwilling to acknowledge. But he was reluctant to do so because it belonged to his father and if he lost it, he would never have it again.
"Xuhui, keep it well. If you don't know how to use it, ask your father. He can not only shoot this kind of gun, but also make it."
Cheng Qiao already knew Xuhui very well, and seeing his struggling expression, she hurried to comfort him.
Xuhui nodded. The homemade gun his father had at home was very powerful, but unfortunately it was confiscated by the superiors: "Dad, why don't you take me to shoot a gun? But we don't have bullets."
"Let me see if I can use a small shot put. If I can, you can practice. We have a house in the county town. You can practice inside."
Xuhui suddenly became happy and started to play with it. Li Ming was envious. He touched the gun barrel carefully but did not dare to use force.
"Brother, you like it too, come, brother will play with you."
Xuhui picked up Li Ming and let him sit on his legs. The two brothers began to play. Li Huan knew that there were no bullets in the gun, so he let them play without hesitation.
New Year's Eve finally arrived. Early in the morning, the Cheng and Li families went to Cheng Qiao's courtyard as usual to worship their ancestors. Little Cheng Li, as the third generation of the Cheng family, took the incense and candles and knelt down respectfully.
Watching the green smoke of sandalwood rising up from the incense burner, Cheng Liguo's eyes became moist and his vision suddenly blurred. The ancestor of the Cheng family should be happy.
In another room, Li's mother and grandmother were also busy, but it was hard for Ye Jing. Ye Jun didn't believe in it, so he had no intention of worshiping at all.
Ye Jing suddenly didn't know who he should worship first, the Cheng family or the Li family. Finally, Li Huan pulled him to Li Ming's side and said, they are all my sons. Later, little Cheng Li will also come over to worship the Li family's ancestors.
After hearing what Li Huan said, Ye Jing finally calmed down. He glanced at Ye Jun and saw a smile in his eyes, and he couldn't help blushing.
After the worship, everyone had the New Year's Eve dinner in the Cheng family's courtyard. Today there was definitely enough wine, enough food, enough rice, and the children were having fun.
Finally, Cheng Liguo came to the main courtyard drunk. The moment he entered the room, he seemed to see Zhao Min sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile, with a hint of affection in her eyes, which made Cheng Liguo's heart flutter.
"Zhao Min, I finally see you. We have a grandson. His name is Cheng Li. You see him, right?"
Cheng Liguo stumbled towards the bed, then hugged Zhao Min, wanting to hug her tightly and tell her how hard he had been waiting for her for more than ten years and that he had a lot to say to her.
But he used too much force, not only did he miss her, but he also fell onto the bed. Cheng Liguo felt the warmth of the bed and fell on it reluctantly:
"Minmin, it's getting late, let's go to bed."
There was silence all around. Cheng Liguo could only turn over and get up. He saw Zhao Min still sitting on the edge of the bed. His face and eyes were slightly red, but the dimples at the corners of his mouth were deep.
"Minmin, our Cheng Qiao has grown up, married, and gave us a grandson. Little Cheng Li looks a lot like you. My heart softens when I see him."
Zhao Min nodded, and Cheng Liguo was overjoyed. It turned out that Zhao Min had already seen little Cheng Li. That was great. By the way, little Cheng Li said that she would sleep with him tonight.
"Minmin, wait for me. I'll go call Chengli in. He'll sleep with my wife and me tonight."
Cheng Liguo stood up shakily, looked at Zhao Min again, and with an moved heart, he stretched out his arms to hug Zhao Min, but he missed and fell on the bed.