Chapter 571 New Year

The red car stopped at the gate of the old courtyard of the Tan family. Tan Yue opened the door, got out of the passenger seat, and then went to the back door and opened it. A small black shadow quickly got out of the car.

"Uncle." Tan Xin hugged Tan Yue's neck and called intimately.

Tan Yue smiled and patted little Tan Xin's head. He held the little girl in one hand and prepared to take his bag with the other hand. However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the bag was taken away by An Nuan on the other side.

"Xiao Yue, let's go home. Your parents are waiting at home." An Nuan said with a bag.

Tan Yue didn't have much in his bag, and it wasn't heavy, so he nodded and walked towards the courtyard with An Nuan.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Tan Yue pushed the door with one hand and pushed it open easily.

Creak.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open. Tan Zhaohe and Li Yulan, who were packing things in the courtyard, heard the movement and turned their heads to look at the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing their son walking in with the little girl Tan Xin, the old couple immediately put down their work and walked towards Tan Yue quickly.

"Dad, Mom." Tan Yue put Tan Xin down and called to the two old people.

Tan Zhaohe looked at his son, smiled and said, "Are you tired on the road?"

Tan Yue smiled and shook his head, "I came back by plane, and I met my sister-in-law when I got off the car. I'm not tired."

Li Yulan also saw An Nuan coming in with a bag behind her, and hurriedly took it from An Nuan.

An Nuan didn't grab Li Yulan, and said with a smile: "Auntie, this is not heavy."

"How is it not heavy? It's obviously very heavy." Li Yulan said dissatisfiedly.

Over the years, she and Tan Zhaohe have treated An Nuan as their own daughter, and they are very distressed.

An Nuan had to smile and say nothing.

Dad and Mom asked about Tan Yue's recent situation, and then started cooking.

As for how their son is developing in Beijing, the old couple didn't know the details, but they knew that he must be making a lot of money.

It has only been two years since this kid went to Beijing, but he has already earned hundreds of millions of dollars. Such a large amount of money is an astronomical figure in the eyes of the old couple, which is unimaginable.

In the past, they were worried about whether their son would have any difficulties in living in Beijing, but since they knew that their son had earned hundreds of millions of dollars, this worry has been put to rest.

"Your sister-in-law bought ribs and said that she would stew them for you to nourish your body." The mother took a bag of freshly bought ribs to the faucet to wash them, and said to Tan Yue.

Tan Yue thanked An Nuan, "Thank you, sister-in-law, I am a little hungry now, and I have to eat more of your ribs at noon."

As he said that, Tan Yue reached out and gently pressed on the top of little Tan Xin's head, making the little girl's hair a little messy.

The little girl couldn't help but puff up her face, angry, with her hands on her waist, expressing her dissatisfaction and indignation with her uncle's evil deeds just now.

For such a cute little girl, Tan Yue couldn't help but reach out and pinch her face, which aroused the little girl's angry glare.

After teasing the little girl, Tan Yue picked up the broom and planned to clean the yard.

He saw a lot of firecracker paper scraps and residues in the yard.

It was the Spring Festival, and the family also bought some firecrackers.

An hour later, the meal was ready and was served to the table by my mother and sister-in-law.

Soon, the table was filled with fragrant and hot dishes.

"Xiao Yue, stop working and come to eat." An Nuan saw Tan Yue still busy in the yard and shouted.

It's different from summer now. At that time, the weather was warm and we ate outside, and we could also blow the wind and cool down.

Now it's cold, and we might be too cold to hold chopsticks if we still eat outside, so we moved to the house to eat.

At the table, everyone was eating and chatting.

"Son, are you going to stay at home for two days? Leave after the third day of the Chinese New Year, and stay one more day." Thinking that her son would leave the day after tomorrow, the mother was reluctant and asked.

Tan Yue shook his head after hearing this. He also wanted to stay at home to spend more time with his family, but the entire crew only had three days off, and some staff members didn't even go home. How could he do anything special? Moreover, he was not only the screenwriter of the crew, but also the deputy director. He had a lot to learn.

"Mom, I won't stay at home for long this time. I will stay at home for a few more days after the filming of this drama is finished." Tan Yue said.

"Okay." Mom said helplessly.

Next to him, Dad said: "The child is now in the stage of developing his career. We can't help him, so don't hold him back."

Then, Dad looked at Tan Yue and said: "Son, work hard outside and don't worry about home."

After hearing what his father said, Tan Yue couldn't help but smile and nodded.

An Nuan fed little Tan Xin a spoonful of egg custard, then looked at Tan Yue and asked, "Xiao Yue, what drama are you filming now?"

Tan Yue looked at An Nuan and said, "It's a palace drama called "The Legend of Zhen Huan."

"Yes, I remember watching the news some time ago about the report about your filming of "The Legend of Zhen Huan." An Nuan said, "After the filming is finished, I will watch it carefully. This drama must be good. How can the drama filmed by my Xiao Yue be bad?"

An Nuan praised Tan Yue.

The family had a lively meal, and the little girl Tan Xin said something ridiculous from time to time.

After the meal, they didn't rest for long before they continued to work.

My mother and sister-in-law cleaned up the leftovers. These leftovers would definitely not be thrown away. According to Tan Yue's idea, throwing them away would be the most appropriate, but according to the idea of ​​the older generation, that would simply be a waste of money.

Although Tan Yue can now be said to have a small amount of wealth, he still can't defeat his parents.

However, the remaining dishes will not be eaten in the next two days, but will be kept in the refrigerator.

On New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day, you must not eat leftovers.

The mother and sister-in-law were cleaning up the dining table and kitchen, while the little girl Tan Xin was jumping around and playing in the yard, while Tan Yue and his father went to the warehouse to put away the New Year's goods and some firecrackers and other things.

"You can set off this plate of firecrackers tomorrow morning." Dad pointed at the plate of firecrackers and said to Tan Yue.

The custom in Tan Yue's hometown is to set off firecrackers early every year on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

This kind of work cannot be done by women, but only by men.

Tan Yue kept it at home when he was a child, and kept it there for many years, until after he got married.

After marrying Qi Xue, Tan Yue put almost all his energy in life on Qi Xue.

How to make Qi Xue happy has become something he thinks about every day.

As for family, they have long been forgotten.

Qi Xue had a bad relationship with her mother, and Tan Yue stood firmly on Qi Xue's side. During the three years of marriage, Tan Yue almost never went home. During the Spring Festival in three years, he spent one time with Qi Xue. The other two times were on the phone with Qi Xue and living alone in a house in the city.

He was worried that Qi Xue would be unhappy when he returned home.

In fact, now that Tan Yue thinks about it, it was the original owner's caution at that time that made Qi Xue seem a bit mean. In fact, although Qi Xue had a bad relationship with his parents, Qi Xue didn't care about these trivial family matters at all, even if the original owner had been there for three days. Qi Xue probably wouldn't care if both ends went home.

It’s just that the original owner was too sensitive and cautious.

After tidying up in the warehouse with his father for a while, Tan Yue saw his sister-in-law chopping meat in the yard.

These fillings are used to make dumplings. How can we not eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year? "Dumplings——"

An Nuan heard Tan Yue's voice, turned to look at Tan Yue, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yue, do you want to eat dumplings? My sister-in-law will make them for you in the afternoon. You can eat them in the evening and tomorrow morning. I'm afraid you won't like my sister-in-law's dumplings." Not tasty.”

Tan Yue wanted to call her sister-in-law just now, but unexpectedly he blurted out "dumplings". He smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, the dumplings you make must be delicious."

With that said, Tan Yue came to An Nuan and said, "Sister-in-law, let me chop it."

An Nuan shook his head and said, "No, you can go and rest, I'll just chop it up."

"During this time on the set, I feel like my hands and feet are no longer flexible. Let me exercise." Tan Yue said.

Upon hearing what Tan Yue said, An Nuan stopped insisting and handed the knife to Tan Yue.

Tan Yue took the knife and stood in front of the chopping board, chopping stuffing while thinking about the crew, the company and the entertainment industry.

In the entertainment industry, things happen every day, but they have little to do with Tan Yue.

What Tan Yue wants to do now is to bring the Bright Entertainment Company to the position of a first-class entertainment company.

He is slowly getting closer to his goal.

In the kitchen, there was a fire, and a kind of black irregular coal that Tan Yue didn't know was glowing red in the stove, making the kitchen much warmer, in sharp contrast to the cold outside the yard.

An Nuan washed her hands and walked out of the kitchen.

She went to clean up the West Room.

The layout of the old courtyard is in the shape of a mouth. There is a lobby room at the front. The lobby room is divided into three areas. The living room is in the middle, and the master bedroom and the second bedroom are on the left and right. Tan Zhaohe and Li Yulan slept in the master bedroom, while Tan Yue slept in the second bedroom.

On the left side of the mouth is the kitchen and warehouse, and on the other side opposite to the kitchen is the west room. This room is used to entertain overnight guests. It is equipped with air conditioning and furniture.

However, people from Lao Tan's family often come to visit relatives, but they rarely live here, so the most people living in the West House are An Nuan and Tan Xin, mother and son.

Tonight, An Nuan will stay and stay at home to celebrate the New Year.

In the past few years, An Nuan and Tan Xin have spent the New Year at Tan's house. In previous years, when Tan Yue didn't go home during the Spring Festival, An Nuan stayed with the old couple.

Beijing, Chen family.

This is a typical house with four bedrooms and two living rooms. The entrance of the house is facing the entrance hall. Turn right from the entrance hall to the kitchen and left to the living room.

In the living room, Chen Jian was bent over, holding a wolf-hair brush in one hand and pressing a long strip of red paper with the other, writing with concentration.

"Dad, can you write quickly? I still have something to do." Chen Ye stood beside him with tape in his hand, looking helpless.

Other people’s family would buy couplets from outside during the Chinese New Year, but their family had never bought any couplets during the Chinese New Year. According to Chen Jian’s words, “The calligraphy level of the couplets sold outside is not as good as mine, so what’s the use of buying them?” Just make a fool of yourself."

Hearing his daughter's urging, Chen Jian's concentrated expression was broken. He looked up at his daughter and said with a flattering smile: "My daughter, this calligraphy requires one stroke to follow your heart. You can't force it. If you write faster, it won't be good. ”

Chen Ye snorted dissatisfiedly.

Chen Jian asked: "Where is your mother? Is she still in the study?"

Chen Ye nodded and said, "We had a conference call just now."

Chen Ye shook his head and said with emotion: "On New Year's Eve, there is still a meeting. The General Administration of Culture is really not a good place. Look at our school. Since the holiday, there has been nothing. The dean called me to arrange work for me, and I called back. By the way, my daughter, don't work in that company anymore. Come to school to be a teacher. There are winter and summer vacations every year. The work is easy and there are many holidays."

"(ˉ▽￣～)Tsk~~" Chen Ye rolled his eyes.

Although Chen Ye disdained his father Chen Jian's words, he also knew that working in school was much less stressful than working in the entertainment industry.

This can be seen from the daily work status of his father and mother.

My father is the vice president of the Faculty of Arts at Beijing University and also a professor. He only has a few classes a week. With his literary background, it is more than enough for him to teach students. He is free most of the time and attends an event every now and then. He is also the honorary chairman of the Beijing Poetry Association. He is quite famous in the cultural circle of Beijing and Tianjin.

In school, Chen Jian and the dean are brothers, and even have a good relationship with the vice president.

Chen Jian thought that he had a good relationship with the dean and vice president because of his talent and because the dean and vice president admired him. What he didn't expect was that the dean and vice president treated him so well after Ye Wen became the director of the General Administration of Culture.

Chen Jian and Chen Ye were busy preparing for the New Year in the living room, while in the study, Ye Wen frowned.

Through the glass window, she could see the cold wind blowing outside the window, breaking some tree branches and blowing pedestrians to lower their heads.

"The wind is getting stronger." Ye Wen said to herself in a deep voice.

Tan Yue didn't know that a cold wind was about to blow, from abroad to China.

This wind didn't just start blowing, it had been blowing in China for many years, but it slowly turned from a small wind that was not a big deal into a biting cold wind.

Huayu didn't know how many artists would fall because of this cold wind.

Tan Yue might have seen the wind and knew it was going to blow, but the wind hadn't blown on him yet, so he didn't notice it very clearly.

Midnight, twelve o'clock.

Outside the window, firecrackers rang out, it was the neighbors setting off firecrackers.

Parents had already gone to bed, Tan Yue could faintly hear the excitement of little Tan Xin, a child of that age, full of yearning and love for the New Year.

"I don't know, how is she."

Tan Yue felt the taste of the New Year, and his heart was quiet. In this quietness, he thought of Chen Ziyu, or rather, she had always been in his heart, but he missed her more in the dead of night.

I picked up my phone, edited a message, and sent it to Chen Ziyu, "Happy New Year."

At this time, it was one minute past midnight.