Seeing that it was still early for the New Year’s Eve dinner, the elders of the Song family were even more unlikely to come back early. Chen Huai took out two cans of tea from his backpack and said to Song Hongjun: "I'll go to Mr. Cui's house to take a look. I may not have time to go to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow or the day after tomorrow..."

Song Hongjun nodded and said, "Go and go back quickly, we will start eating when you come back..."

Even if there are political enemies in the domestic officialdom, they rarely break up. The situation between the Song and Cui families is more special.

Mr. Song and Mr. Cui are both veterans who have experienced the years of war and have fought side by side.

Like the older generation, even if many of them end up holding low positions, their reputation in the country is not comparable to senior party and government officials promoted during peacetime.

Even though the older generation of people do not compete with their political views and have grudges, their daily interactions are still casual. After all, there are revolutionary friendships and few people regard each other as deadly enemies, and their children can't help but have private interactions. Therefore, Song Hongqi, Xie Zhi, Ji Chengxi, Xiao Wu and others came together, and Chen Huai went to pay New Year's greetings with two cans of tea, which was very common.

In his early years, Cui Xiangdong was affected by the Yellow Sea Fleet incident and was given a military position and was given a general title, but he never recovered his treatment. He usually lived in the Huanghai Fleet's retreat in Xucheng, and rarely returned to Beijing. Chen Huai did not confirm that he would return to Yanjing during the Spring Festival, but when he went there, he mainly expressed his feelings.

The Cui family has the highest status as Cui Yongping, deputy director of the Navy Equipment Department. No. 9, West Lane, Xisi, is also Cui Yongping's residence. Chen Huai knocked on the door. The Jing Guard looked at him and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is Mr. Cui at home?" Chen Huai asked.

A middle-aged woman in her forties looked over in the door, hit Chen Huai in her eyes, and asked, "How many children are you from the Song family?"

The middle-aged woman dressed simply, but she was clean and beautiful. She was wearing a purple tweed coat and a red scarf around her neck. She still had charm, as if she was about to go out.

In Xisi Lane, even the nanny of the leader of zhongyāng could not be offended casually. Listening to the woman's questioning, Chen Huai introduced himself: "Hello, Auntie, my father is the fourth son Song Bingsheng..."

"Oh, you're Chen Huai," Before Chen Huai finished speaking, the middle-aged woman guessed his identity, looked at him with interest several times before greeting the room, "Old Master Cui, the boy from Song Bingsheng's family is here to wish you a happy new year..."

Hearing the middle-aged woman's greeting, it turned out that she was not a member of the Cui family. She watched Mr. Cui come out of the main hall and laughed: "It's dark, are you still visiting each other?"

"I don't know if the old man is in Beijing. I think I have two cans of tea to raise it quickly, so as not to forget it," Chen Huai said. "The old man has fought guerrillas in Yushan. I wonder if I still remember the taste of Yushan old tea?"

Another middle-aged woman walked out of the inner room, hit Chen Huai in the eyes, and asked, "Are you Chen Huai?"

Even if Chen Huai was strange, no one knew about his return to Beijing in August. This time he returned to Beijing and became a friend of a middle-aged woman. Everyone knows him. He saw the middle-aged woman walking out of the warm room wearing a short-sleeved forged jacket and was wearing a hair tied when he walked out. He thought that she might be Cui Yongping's wife or Cui Xiangdong's young daughter, and nodded and said, "Well, auntie, hello."

"The mouth is so sweet," the woman laughed, with her hair in her hand, and smiled at the woman standing at the door, "Liu Xuemei, don't hurry to leave, stay and take a look..."

"I won't be chewing your tongue." The middle-aged woman at the door glared back, said goodbye to Mr. Cui, looked at Chen Huai again and pushed the door open and walked out.

Chen Huai-2, King Kong was confused, but he just made people feel nervous when they saw it, and handed the tea to Mr. Cui.

Cui Xiangdong took the tea leaves, opened the jar, smelled the smell of the tea leaves, and said, "It's really an authentic old leaves in Yushan. I haven't smelled this smell for a long time. I'm tired of drinking Longjing and other things. It's really rare that you have the intention. I will accept these two cans of old tea in Yushan. I usually live in the naval retreat in Xucheng. If you have time, you can come and see me when you pass by Xucheng..."

"Dad, you are really good. Young people are busy with their careers and dating. If I were to change them, I wouldn't have time to pay attention to you old guys," the woman interrupted again, "But you helped say a few good things, and you should eat two cans of tea."

When she heard her tone, she knew that it was Cui Xiangdong's youngest daughter Choi Wenying.

Chen Huai smiled and promised that he would visit the old man at Xucheng's retreat frequently. Seeing that someone in the room looked out, he said goodbye first.

Passing the entrance of the alley, Xisi Lane Bookstore closed down on New Year's Eve. Chen Huai thought that the bookstore would open for two days, and then came to pay New Year's greetings to Tan Shiwei, so he went back to Song's house.

The New Year’s Eve dinner is also served here, so I’m waiting for Chen Huai to come back.

Chen Huai sat next to Song Hongjun, watched him pour wine for himself, stopped him from pouring too much, and asked, "I'm going to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Cui. There is a man named Liu Xuemei who is also visiting Cui's family. I feel so nervous. Who is it?"

"Did you see Aunt Xuemei?" Song Tong had sharp ears, and listened to Chen Huai's words asking Song Hongjun, and said, "Aunt Xuemei is Cheng Yi's mother? You don't know? How are you acting? Are you rude? My mother has been trying hard to help you brag in front of Aunt Xuemei. I haven't seen her praise her daughter so carefully..."

Chen Huai thought that there were still hundreds of people in the founding generals, so how could he understand the complex relationships in the capital circle?

Song Hongjun thought Chen Huai had been concerned about blind dates for a long time, but unexpectedly, her mother did not recognize him when he met a blind date partner, and said to him: "Cheng Yi is Cheng Wenguang's daughter. Have you really not inquired about it before?"

Chen Huai was stunned for a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Seeing Song Hongyi on the opposite side with bad eyes, Chen Huai didn't know what was going on, he heard Xie Zhi say from the side: "Cheng Yi's eyes are so picky. My sister-in-law had already colluded with Hongyi and her before, but she didn't do it..."

Chen Huai could not have thought that Song Hongyi had fallen in front of Cheng Yi. When faced with Xie Zhi's instigated words, he only smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I don't expect anything, I'm just waiting to pick the rest."

Cheng Wenguang, deputy secretary of the Yanjing Municipal Party Committee and alternate member of the zhongyāng, also loved Dai on his 80th birthday, such as He Chengguo, Song Qiaosheng and Tian Jiageng, who sat at the same table. Chen Huai also toasted him with wine at that time, but he never thought that the blind date introduced by his sister-in-law would be Cheng Wenguang's daughter.

When Chen Huai first heard the name Cheng Yi, he thought about Cheng Wenguang, but he felt that the possibility was not high, so he didn't think about it carefully. At this time, he still felt a little surprised.

Song Hongyi obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, and Chen Huai didn't intend to think about it too much. He knew how disgraceful his reputation in the Song family was. If it was more or less spread, it would give others a worse impression than Song Hongyi, so he didn't have much expectation for this marriage.

However, my sister-in-law was so hot that she couldn't help but feel the girl's heart. She just wanted to meet each other, and it would be better if she didn't have any following...

Chen Huai and Song Hongjun and others gathered around the table to have New Year's Eve dinner, drink and chat, which was also very lively. Time passed without realizing it. The clock in the restaurant just rang at nine o'clock, and when they heard the buzz in the yard, Song Tong stood up as if he was jumping and said, "My mother and the others are back from Da Nei. I wonder if my mother secretly brought me two buns?"

Chen Huai put down his chopsticks and walked out with Song Hongjun. He looked at the old man, eldest aunt, eldest uncle, second uncle, second aunt, younger aunt, younger uncle, and others, as well as the guards, secretary and others, and they all got out of the car and entered the yard. They were having wine and chatting in the house, but they didn't expect that the snow outside had accumulated a thick layer.

The old man entered the yard and did not rush into the house, but watched the snow in the yard. When he saw Chen Huai and the others coming from the house, he saw that they were blushing. He thought he had drunk a lot of wine and said with a smile: "You are also very lively at home?"

"Then you can enjoy the love, what's the best way to eat at the state banquet? It's better to drink at home." Song Hongjun is the eldest among the juniors. He has been naughty since he was a child. He was the most casual in front of the old man. He said, "Seeing that your face has not changed, I guess you haven't drunk it thoroughly. Otherwise, we will continue to drink according to the old rules? Second uncle and uncle, today, you are not allowed to use the airs of your elders to avoid drinking..."

"If you have the ability, put me down." Song Qiaosheng laughed and reached out to knock Song Hongjun's head.

There was heating in the house, so Song Hongjun came out wearing a shirt and shivered in the yard with the cold air. He hurriedly called on the elders to come into the house and sit around the table.

The dining table in the restaurant is also large, and although it is a bit crowded by about a dozen people, it is also more lively.

As a junior of the Sun family, Sun Yalin came to celebrate the Spring Festival and stood up to greet the elders first, but no one cared about it. The Sun family, Xie family and the Song family have a deep relationship, and now they have more close cooperation. Sun Yalin cannot go back to Paris to reunite with her family, and go to Yanjing to celebrate the Spring Festival with the Song family, which is normal.

Song Wenhui sat next to Chen Huai and asked him: "Why didn't you come back two days early? Seeing the weather forecast snow, I was worried that the flight would be abnormal..."

"I'm going to come back today. I can only squeeze the train when I come back early, and I may not be able to squeeze in." Chen Huai didn't say how busy he was. No one here was idle, and he couldn't seem to be busy.

"The young people, all of them, know how to be lazy and enjoy the happiness. It would be nice to be able to come back for the New Year," said the eldest sister Song Ying with a smile. She didn't care whether Chen Huai came back early or late. "Just talk about Hongjun. I didn't expect him to come back, so he came back." Speaking of this, Song Ying looked at her eldest son Song Hongjun, "By the way, Chen Huai will fall in love with Cheng Wenguang's daughter when he comes back this time. When will you get married? Have you given my thoughts?"

"Hongjun, you must hold on. Only when you hold on in front can we not be afraid of forcing a marriage for our parents!" Song Tong yelled from the side.

"Little girl!" Song Ying picked up the chopsticks and wanted to knock Song Tong's head. Knowing that it was useless to nag the eldest son for too much, he turned his attention to Chen Huai's head, "Have you met Cheng Wenguang's daughter?"

"Not yet." Chen Huai said.

His elder sister-in-law Song Ying works in the Women's Federation. Although she is a deputy ministerial official, she has no power. She is almost 60 years old and has no future in development. However, she is the eldest sister in the Song family, and everyone else still respects her very much. The Song family is the only one who cares about the younger generation's marriage.
Chapter completed!