Chapter 589 Granddaughter-in-Law, Please Sign Me

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"Xiao Le, Zhi Lin, Hao Yu, go ask your grandpa to come down for dinner."

"it is good."

The ancestral rule of the old Fang family is that when the whole family has a reunion dinner during the Spring Festival, the youngest children must go to the oldest family head to eat together.

So every year when the family gathers during the Spring Festival, Fang Yucheng will not go downstairs before eating, waiting for the three juniors, Fang Xiaole, to go upstairs to call him.

"Brother, you go ahead."

When they came to the stairs, Fang Haoyu and Chen Zhilin, who had always been arrogant in front of Fang Xiaole, said in unison.

"Okay." Fang Xiaole didn't care about these things, since the two younger brothers gave way, he went up the stairs first.

"The first thing you say when you wake up every day is to cheer yourself up..."

The three of them went half way up the stairs when they suddenly heard a burst of singing.

"Brother, is it your phone?"

The two looked at Fang Xiaole, neither of them had this ringtone, and it was not surprising that Fang Xiaole used his girlfriend's song as the ringtone.

"My phone doesn't have this ringtone."

Fang Xiaole did use Lin Yao's song as the ringtone, but instead of "Calorie", it was "Courage".

"Then this song is..."

Chen Zhilin and Fang Haoyu looked in the direction of Grandpa's room, both of them opened their eyes wide, "No way?"

At this moment, the singing stopped suddenly.

Fang Xiaole went upstairs quickly. The door of Fang Yucheng's room was open. The three of them entered the room. Seeing that their grandfather had a stern expression and did not hold a mobile phone in his hand, they didn't dare to ask, so they turned to the man sitting on the wicker chair. The old man said:

"Grandpa, it's time to eat."

Fang Yucheng stretched out his right hand from his pocket, stood up, "Yes."

The four of them went downstairs, and the three families of the Fang family, plus Zhang Bo, Hong Sanshi and Zhao Yue, had already sat around a large table.

Seeing Fang Yucheng coming down, the three of Hong Sanshi stood up and greeted him: "Grandpa, hello, happy new year."

"Happy New Year, please sit down, please sit down."

Fang Yucheng nodded politely to the three of them, and stretched out his hand to ask them to sit down, "There's nothing to eat, I'm sorry, please bear with me."

This is the polite way of Shuchuan people and mountain country people. No matter how full the table is, they will say to the guests: "There is no food."

"It's because we're sorry to bother you during the Chinese New Year." Hong Sanshi said hastily.

Several people were polite for a while, Fang Yucheng asked his wife Guo Juan to pour wine for Hong Sanshi and Zhang Bo, and the women poured drinks in Fang Shengnan's cup, Fang Xiaole's voice was not good, so white water was poured into the cup.

Fang Yucheng toasted, but didn't say much, just said: "Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

The family and the three guests toasted together and shouted loudly.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

After drinking the cup, Hong Sanshi and the others were about to move their chopsticks, but they found that none of the Fang family members had moved. Hong Sanshi and Zhang Bo looked at each other and silently put down the chopsticks in their hands, not knowing what was going on.

"Dad, in previous years, the room for the evening was allocated before eating, is it the same this year?"

Fang Zhulian asked.

"Third sister, there are still guests here, let's talk after we eat."

Fang Guoyou advised.

"This is an old rule. You can't mess around casually. Besides, it's just a room, and it won't be long. Dad, what do you think?"

Fang Zhulian insisted.

Fang Yucheng was silent for a moment, then nodded.

The atmosphere at the table suddenly changed from warm to weird.

Hong Sanshi and Zhang Bo didn't know why, Fang Xiaole next to him whispered to them:

"Brother Hong, I made you laugh. The bedroom environment on the first floor of my grandfather's old house is quite poor. Every year there is a commotion over who lives on the first floor."

Zhang Bo asked: "Can't you go out and live?"

Fang Xiaole said: "My grandfather said that it is the rule of Fang's family to live in the old house during the Spring Festival, and it cannot be broken."

The two nodded to express their understanding.

They have seen a lot, and they have seen a lot of strange rules of this family.

However, for Fang Zhulian, this is not just a rule, but a reflection of the status of herself and her son in this family.

In previous years, their family lived on the second floor, while Fang Guoqing's family always lived on the damp and moldy first floor.

But this year...

Fang Zhulian was a little nervous.

But after thinking about it carefully, she felt that there was nothing to worry about.

Although Lin Yao is a big star, how can someone of the old man's age pay attention to the entertainment industry?

He didn't know Lin Yao at all!

Moreover, the old man has always disliked women who are too coquettish, even if Fang Xiaole blows up Lin Yao in front of the old man, it may not change his mind.

Just as Fang Zhulian was thinking, Fang Yucheng had already spoken:

"The boss lives on the second floor, the third child lives on the second floor, and the second child, your family lives on the first floor."

Fang Zhulian's body trembled, and she looked at her father in disbelief:

"Dad, it's always been the elder brother who lived on the first floor?"

Fang Yucheng glanced at her, and said plainly: "That's it, eat."

"Yeah, let's do it!"

Fang Shengnan cheered, and was the first to pick up the chopsticks. Seeing Song Yan staring at her, he had to wait awkwardly for his grandfather to move the chopsticks first.

"It's okay, eat, eat everything."

Fang Yucheng said.

"Okay, everyone move your chopsticks."

"Brother Hong, Brother Bo, Sister Yue, you are welcome."

With the approval of the old man, the others picked up their chopsticks one after another. They were actually already hungry.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Hong Sanshi picked up the cups and started toasting at the table in turn. When they met Fang Shengnan, the two of them drank like a bosom friend.

Grandma, third uncle, Zhang Yan, and Zeng Li kept adding food to Lin Yao, making it impossible for Song Yan, who originally planned to take good care of her daughter-in-law, to intervene.

Xiong Sangou drank several cups with Fang Yucheng, the old man blushed and seemed to be in a good mood.

On the whole table, only Fang Zhulian had a gloomy expression, and she didn't even move her chopsticks.

"Mom, forget it, we also said last year that our family lives on the first floor this year,"

Chen Zhilin, on the other hand, was completely convinced by Fang Xiaole. He knew that he was no match for Fang Xiaole in terms of career and wife, and he had lost the confidence he had before.

"You know what it is! Oh..."

Fang Zhulian glared at him, seeing that her son also had a bitter look on her face, she couldn't help sighing, bowed her head to eat, and said nothing more.

More than an hour later, a rare and harmonious Spring Festival family dinner for Fang's family ended amidst laughter.

Zhang Bo, Hong Sanshi, and Zhao Yue sat in the yard for a while, and then prepared to go back to the city.

Fang Zhulian still wanted to argue with her father, but Fang Yucheng shut her mouth with just one look.

"Xiao Le, you two come up."

Fang Yucheng said something to Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao, and they went upstairs with him.

"Xiao Le, you go out first."

Entering the room, Fang Yucheng suddenly said to Fang Xiaole.

"Okay, Grandpa." Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao, signaled that she was fine, and left the room.

"Grandpa, what do you need from me?"

Lin Yao was a little embarrassed, looked at Fang Yucheng with a stern expression, and asked in a low voice.

Fang Yucheng opened the drawer seriously, took out a notebook and a pen from it, and handed them to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao took it in doubt, "Grandpa, this is..."

"Daughter-in-law, please sign for me." Grandpa's expression was still serious, but his tone was disturbed and slightly awkward.

"Ah?" Lin Yao blinked blankly.

"Let's sign a few more." Fang Yucheng thought for a while and said, "Lao Liu and Lao Zhang also like to listen to your songs."