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Text Chapter 717: Start the live broadcast and watch the Spring Festival Gala

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    "If you want to be a village chief, you either want fame or money. Our family is in need of both of these things This position of village chief may be a prize for others, but it is no different to our family. Not only  If you can¡¯t get any substantial benefits, you will get into trouble. You have to be busy with trivial things all day long, and any messy things that require money and effort may be spread to our family" Xia Yundun paused.  After a pause, he added, "We can't refuse yet, otherwise all kinds of ugly gossip will spread. Who made our family look like a fat sheep when they are so rich Just like Uncle Run this time, if my father is the village chief  , If you don¡¯t pay this amount, do you think there will be people stabbing us in the back? Don¡¯t look at the people in the village who are flattering and flattering our family. When the time comes, there will be many people who will make trouble and make sarcastic remarks!  It's better to be like now, where you can decide whether or how much effort you need when things happen in the village, and still have a good reputationBesides, dad is getting older and is in good health, mom, are you willing to give it up" "Listen  It was rare for her son to speak at length in front of her, but Xia's mother rolled her eyes impatiently, "Okay, okay, I understand. If you don't want to be the village chief, it's better not to be the village chief. I don't care if you really treat me like a mother. I just look at you."  Dad is so busy, I just want to find something for your dad to do If you can be more upbeat, get married and have a baby for us to take care of, who has the thought to think about this! " "Now the first thing people say when they meet is to ask.  When will I have my grandson, how do you want me to answer?" Seeing his mother starting to get angry and unreasonable, Xia Yun slapped his forehead and his face fell. Others looked at the expressions of the mother and son and laughed.  My mother nagged a few words and laughed angrily, but she gave up the idea of ??letting my husband run for village chief.  She was also instigated by someone to get crazy for a while, just for vanity and glory, so she wanted her husband to become the village chief. Now that she has calmed down and looked back, she realized that she was injured a little, and even the county magistrate came to visit her in the hospital. This  The village chief is nothing.  As for the benefits of being the village chiefit's easy to get someone to point fingers behind your back, but the key is that she really doesn't take it seriously anymore.  The family chatted and laughed around the table for a while, then Xia Hezhi came up to the podium and coughed into the microphone a few times. After the originally noisy greenhouse like a vegetable market gradually quieted down, he laughed twice.  Start talking.  "Everyone be quiet, let me say a few words." "Today I have called everyone together for the New Year's Eve dinner. First of all, it is to celebrate my second uncle. As we all know, our second uncle is our common elder. He has contributed to our village in this life.  I won¡¯t tell you how many things he has done, but everyone knows very well that he is now reunited with his family who have been separated for decades, and has direct descendants. Shouldn¡¯t we, the younger generation, celebrate our second uncle?  "Of course I should!" There was a roar of response from the audience. Xia Hezhi smiled and said to the second uncle in the middle of the audience, "Second uncle, do you want to come up and say a few words?"  The second master didn't even raise his head, and his loud voice spread throughout the greenhouse without the need for a microphone, "Let's talk about it. Everyone should eat and drink. It's just a lively and happy New Year's Eve. Why is there so much nonsense!"  There was another laugh in the shed.  Xia Hezhi didn't force himself and said with a smile, "Indeed, our village hasn't been this lively for many years. I hope it can be this lively every year in the future Also, tonight's New Year's Eve dinner is all paid for.  The He Rong family is now prosperous, but they have not forgotten the village and have done a lot for the village. I heard that I will run for village chief next year. I will put my words down here. If He Rong wants to run for village chief, I will be the first to vote.  "Yes!" These words were a bit hidden. Xia Yun didn't expect Xia Hezhi's counterattack to come so quickly. Although it sounded a little weak, he saw the buzz of discussion in the greenhouse again and squeezed towards his father.  Eyes, hehehe smiled.  Xia Herong sunbathed a little, stood up and shouted to the stage, "Who said I'm going to run for village chief? My legs and feet are not very good yet. He Zhi, don't listen to the wind or the rain. You won't be able to live in peace for the next year."  " The buzz increased again. Xia Hezhi was obviously caught off guard. He was stunned for a while but didn't know what to say. After a long time, the second master finally asked impatiently when the food would be served.  After saying a few more auspicious words, he got off the stage in a bit of embarrassment.  As hot dishes were served one after another, the chatter in the greenhouse became quieter, and the atmosphere of eating and drinking gradually became more intense.  ¡­ This lively New Year¡¯s Eve dinner lasted from about six o¡¯clock in the evening to nearly nine o¡¯clock in the evening, and then it started to end, and the villagers went home one after another.  Xia Yun¡¯s steps were a little frivolous, and he followed his mother to the left and right.He was supporting his drunken father, and next to him were his grandfather and uncle who were also quite drunk. Behind them, Xia Yongfang and Xia Yongjun were staggering. If someone hadn't been supporting them, they would have been lying on the ground.  ¡°On the contrary, the second master who was walking in front was still in good spirits with his face glowing, and there was no sign of being drunk at all.  The mother, aunt, and grandma complained nonchalantly about the men drinking too much, but they had slightly reserved smiles on their faces.  There are too many people coming to toast in the evening!  Even though Xia Yun and the others drank leisurely, they still couldn't resist. They were lucky to be able to come back without a trace.  At the three-way intersection, Mom, Xia Yongfang and the others walked towards their yard. Xia Yun took a few steps forward and said goodbye to the second master and his wife in front, "Second master, old lady, I won't send you up.  Be careful on the road!" The second master didn't look back, he just waved his hand to show that he understood. However, the old lady turned around and nodded with a smile, and told her to rest early.  Xia Yun responded, and when he walked to the door of his yard, the second prince suddenly remembered something and called out to Xia Yun, "Remember to take care of Yong Jun, don't forget it!"  Unable to turn around, "What's the matter?" The second master glared at him, "Find him a wife!" Xia Yun staggered and bumped into the courtyard gate.  ¡­ After drinking the hangover soup cooked by her mother, Xia Yun lay lazily on the wooden bed on the second floor of the old house, looking at the exceptionally clean night sky in the mountain village through the window.  There is a small TV hanging on the wall opposite the bed, which shows the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. The noisy program reflects the quietness of the room.  The mobile phone placed by the bedside kept ringing. You didn¡¯t need to look at Xia Yun to know that they were all text messages for New Year greetings. In the past two years, text messages for New Year greetings have become more and more popular, but the number of New Year greetings over the phone has decreased a lot  Unless the relationship is very good.  Xia Yun just sent a lot of text messages and made a lot of phone calls. He was busy for nearly two hours before finally feeling free.  The main thing is to talk on the phone with a few girls. If the time is too long, it won¡¯t be enough for one night, and no one else¡¯s calls will come in If it is too short, people will say you are perfunctory and insincere, especially if there are several girls.  Not to mention the sour feeling when jealous after knowing the existence of several other girls.  So, sometimes, having more girlfriends is not necessarily a good thing. On New Year's Eve, you have to stay alone in an empty bed.  After lying down for a while, Xia Yun felt a little bored again. Remembering the second master's instructions just now, he picked up his cell phone and posted a marriage proposal in the WeChat group.  "We are looking for a daughter-in-law, 20 to 25 years old, female, no restriction on place of origin, good appearance, gentle personality, considerate, capable of giving birth, filial to the elders, caring for the younger generation" "It is best to be married next year after giving birth to a child.  Give birth to a second child every year, the sooner the better, everyone who has the resources should contribute, and the rewards will be great if things work out well." After this marriage proposal, which was about a hundred words long, Xia Yun casually sent another one to six people!  A red envelope of one hundred and eighty-eight yuan and eighty-eight cents.  This WeChat group is called the Charity Foundation Directors Group. As the name suggests, it contains several directors of the foundation. Gu Ruotong once said with a smirk that this was his official harem group Of course, this group was not built by Xia Yun. He did not have the courage.  , it was Xiao Lingling, the secretary-general, who founded the group. When Gu Ruotong pulled him into the group, everyone who should be there was already there.  This group is usually not very active, and almost no one talks. Occasionally, someone pops up and talks about some serious matters about charity foundations. After a few words, it becomes silent. On the contrary, some small private groups of two or three people are very lively, such as  Gu Ruotong and Xiao Lingling's group, for example, Zheng Wei and Xie Wan's group, Jiang Peilan and Liu Mengqing's group, and Gu Ruotong, Xiao Lingling and Liu Mengqing's group, etc. There are seven different permutations and combinations of six women.  There are eight groups, all of which have drawn Xia Yun into them. The chat messages have been flooding the screen, and the topics are all kinds of and all-encompassing.  From this year's popular clothing styles to star singers' hype and gossip to popular news on Weibo, there are even topics such as when World War III will start, when aliens will invade the earth, and who Xia Yun can stick with the longest.  However, not to mention the occasional large-scale photos, it is said that women are no less open and large-scale than men in private, and these girls are no exception, which makes Xia Yun, who is diving and peeping, fascinated  The beast's blood boils!  However, after flirting with each other for a few times and being teased in turn like a shark seeing blood, Xia Yun honestly acted as his own diver and never made any fuss, so as not to be aroused but had no place to vent, not to mention the feeling.  How sour and refreshing!   A few seconds after the red envelope was sent out, Xia Yun clicked it casually again, intending to try his luck, but the prompt on the screen left him speechless.  I was too slow and all the red envelopes were snatched Is it possible that these girls have been holding their mobile phones to grab the red envelopes?  Xia Yun entered a series of ellipses on his mobile phone. Before he could send it out, the screen started to refresh.  Zheng Wei: 20 to 25 years old. I am 28 years old. I have been abandoned Xie Wan: 20 to 25 years old. I am 26 years old. I have been abandoned Jiang Peilan: 20 to 25 years old.  29. I am old and abandoned Liu Mengqing: 20 to 25 years old. I am 26 this year. I am old and abandoned Looking at the neat formation on the screen, Xia Yun finally sent out a string of ellipsis,  "Is there anything else?" Xiao Lingling: 20 to 25 years old, I am 27 this year, I am already old and yellow, I was abandoned Gu Ruotong: 20 to 25 years old, I am this year Hey, I am this year, I am still young and my pearls are white, just right.  It meets the requirements. Brother, are you planning to propose to me in front of several sisters? On New Year's Eve, do you want to die or not live?  Liu Mengqing: Tongtong, you broke the formation.  Zheng Wei: Catch him and beat him to death!  Gu Ruotong: But I am indeed only 2 years old. I can¡¯t say that I am already 27 or 28 years old. Everyone is so familiar with me, so there is no point in lying to you. My aunt said that you must be honest Jiang Peilan: Catch him and beat him.  die!  Xie Wan: Catch him and beat him to death!  The originally deserted WeChat group immediately became lively. Xia Yun only blinked a few times, and he was already confused about how to carry out the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty on Gu Ruotong.  "Don't make trouble, I'm proposing marriage for my cousin from the second grandfather's family. You all already know about my second grandfather. That boy is a single son of four generations. The second grandfather and the old lady are not too nervous about him.  It¡¯s a life-long event, and he held my hand with tears in his eyes and asked me to find a wife for him!¡± The group was quiet for a few seconds, and then started to refresh the screen.  Jiang Peilan: Tongtong said that she is still young and white, which just meets the requirements.  Liu Mengqing: Tongtong said that she is still young and fair, which just meets the requirements.  Zheng Wei: Tongtong said that she is still young and fair, which just meets the requirements.  Xie Wan: Tongtong said So the building tilted again. Xia Yun slapped his forehead and decided to give up resistance, "Tongtong, what do you think? If you agree, I will propose marriage to the second prince right away!" Gu Ruotong smiled.  With an expression on his face, he said, "Brother, do you really want to marry me off? Are you ready for the dowry?"  I guarantee that I will marry you out in style!¡± The girls behind them stopped typing, and all expressed through voice that they could also help prepare for the dowry wedding.  Gu Ruotong fell silent. Just when Xia Yun, Zheng Wei, and Jiang Peilan were a little surprised that silence was not Gu Ruotong's style, a video came over.  The background of the video is a very huge performance hall, with singing and dancing on the middle stage, and colorful neon lights. Then the camera turns and focuses on the faces of a man and a woman. Gu Ruotong's voice comes, "Mom, old man, my brother said  You want to marry me off to the great-grandson of the Second Grandpa tonight, and give birth to a monkey next year and a second monkey the year after that. What do you think?" Gu Xiaoying turned her head and smiled at the camera, "A brother is like a father. This is your lifelong event.  Of course your brother has the right to speak!" "Nonsense!" Li Zhongda glared through the camera, scolded him, and turned away. He didn't know whether this nonsense was about Gu Ruotong, Xia Yun, or Gu Xiaoying  Xia Yun was stunned.  The camera turned back again, Gu Ruotong made a scissor gesture with her hands pouted and made a face, "You want to marry me off, have you asked my parents?" The video ended, and the group started to refresh the screen again.  Liu Mengqing: Hey, it¡¯s the Spring Festival Gala!  Zheng Wei: Spring Festival Gala?  Xie Wan: We are watching the live broadcast, it¡¯s a bit similar.  Jiang Peilan: I¡¯m watching it too, it¡¯s unmistakable, it¡¯s the Spring Festival Gala!  Xiao Lingling: What Spring Festival Gala? ?? Xiao Lingling: Hey, it seems that the dance program "Sparrow Love" is really the Spring Festival Gala. Tongtong, are you at the Spring Festival Gala?  Xia Yun: This is the first time in my life that I see people around me at the Spring Festival GalaWell, she looks so tall and classy, ??Tongtong quickly started the live broadcast, I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala!  The Spring Festival Gala live broadcast on TV was awesome!  Gu Ruotong: Hello!  This is not the point. Don't change the subject. Who dares to marry me off now?  stand out!  Zheng Wei: Start the live broadcast quickly, I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala!  Liu Mengqing: Start the live broadcast quickly, I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala!  Jiang Peilan: Start the live broadcast quickly, I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala!  Xie Wan: Hurry up and start the live broadcast, I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala!  Xiao Lingling: Start the live broadcast quickly, I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala!  Gu Ruotong:  "Okay, in view of your eager request, I will reluctantly make a guest appearance as a female anchor. However, having fun alone is not as good as having fun with everyone. Let's start a live broadcast together and let a few sisters watch it.  , when my brother was alone in the empty room, did he go out to find a girl to masturbate on New Year¡¯s Eve behind our backs" Xia Yun: After having fun for a while, a group of people actually started a group video on WeChat, Zheng  Wei Xiewan and Xiao Lingling were watching the Spring Festival Gala in their rooms, while Liu Mengqing was watching the Spring Festival Gala with her family in the living room of the villa. Through Liu Mengqing's camera, Xia Yun saw Liu Caishen, Liu Haonan, and Lu Ping.  Only Jiang Peilan was sitting in the study room of her manor, working seriously It was daytime in New York, and foreigners didn't have the concept of Spring Festival, but she also started an online live broadcast on the computer on her desk to show that she was also watching.  Spring Festival Gala!  Gu Ruotong was indeed at the Spring Festival Gala, and she was in the first few rows closest to the stage. Through her mobile phone camera, everyone could clearly see the program on stage.  It has to be said that compared to the previous live broadcast on TV, watching the Spring Festival Gala from this perspective, although the sound and picture are a bit rough, it is more real and fresh and interesting. Coupled with Gu Ruotong's occasionally funny and nondescript commentary, Xia Yun almost  People completely abandoned TV and only watched Gu Ruotong's live broadcast.  Time passed slowly while laughing and chatting. With the countdown shouting in the Spring Festival Gala, it finally reached midnight. The loud sound of fireworks and firecrackers sounded on the TV and outside the window at the same time. Xia Yun got up from the bed and walked to the window with his mobile phone.  , looked up at the fireworks lighting up the night sky one after another, and smiled at the phone screen.  "Happy New Year!" The girls on the screen also smiled at him.  "Happy New Year!" (To be continued.)
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