My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1497 New Year (2)

"Grandpa, today is New Year's Eve, so don't say anything like this." Mu Zhilan took his old man's hand and helped him aside to rest.

"Well, let's not say, Shuangshuang, there are still a few pictures that have not been written. You are responsible for writing, or your handwriting is good-looking. By the way, when will your grandpa and grandpa come here?"

This year is the first year of Wushuang and Mu Jinchen's marriage. Xia's family and Jing's family are thin, Wushuang married to Mu's family, and Xia Ziwei goes abroad. There are only a few elderly people left in the family. The three families are about to have a lively New Year.

Wushuang sat straight on the edge of the sandalwood table and wrote the Spring Festival couplets. When answering Mu Baichuan's question, Wushuang didn't stop his movements. "Mu Jinchen will pick them up personally. It is estimated that they will be here soon."

"Lan'er, go to the kitchen to see how you are preparing. By the way, call Zhiyuan to come back earlier. This year is true. There will be no holiday on New Year's Eve." Mu Baichuan ordered it, a rare family Reunion, the elderly value this most.

"Grandpa, don't worry, everything has been arranged. Zhiyuan will be back later."

Mu Baichuan nodded, stroked his beard, and looked around, "By the way, what about the boy Zhenhua and Yuhao?"

"Grandpa, my father went to pay homage to my mother. Haoer stayed at the last post in the company and reported to you. Have you forgotten?"

Mu Baichuan slapped his forehead and nodded, "Look at my memory, there is such a thing."

From the angle that Mu Baichuan could not see, Mu Zhilan's eyes flashed with worry. Grandpa's memory is indeed getting worse and worse. She is worried...

Immediately after shook his head, Zhao Zhiliang has been taking care of him all the time, and his body has been well-conditioned without any problems.

"Grandpa, I'm back, hey, sister-in-law, why are you writing the Spring Festival couplets? I'll do it, I'll do it, you guys should do this kind of heavy work, you can rest aside."

Mu Yuhao, who entered the door in a cold wind and dust, pulled his sleeve and was about to take over the work without his hands.

Before Wushuang spoke, Mu Baichuan tapped his cane on his body, "While staying, I will post it in big characters like your dog crawling. You are not ashamed of me."

Mu Yuhao felt aggrieved by Mu Baichuan, and muttered, "Grandpa, you also taught me my handwriting. Is it beautiful? Is your aesthetics different from me? ."

Mu Baichuan watched his little grandson with red lips and white teeth always wanted to laugh, he should be a girl doll, "Don't say everywhere that I taught you who lost me. Chen'er will learn as soon as you learn. As if crawling, I am ashamed to say."

"Grandpa also said that you are not partial. My brother is good in everything, but I am not good at anything."

"Okay Hao'er, go up and change clothes, and wait to get down to eat." Mu Zhilan couldn't help but shook his head. This child is not very old, he is in his twenties, and his temperament is about the same as when he was a child.

Mu Yuhao also teased his grandfather, now he went upstairs obediently, no longer adding to the chaos.

"Yeah, are Shuangshuang writing Spring Festival couplets? Come on, Grandpa will also write two."

Before he heard his voice, the energetic voice from Jingbei Hall came in first.

"Grandpa, grandpa, dad, mom, are you all here?" Wushuang saw his close relatives walk in from the door, put down the wolf hae in his hand, and greeted him with a smile.

(End of this chapter)