Chapter: 2542

But talking is better than nothing, and with the fireworks echoing in other places, it is also very New Year's atmosphere.

I watched it for a few minutes, when the fireworks were coming to an end.

"Uncle, aunt." A seventeen or eighteen-year-old fat boy slipped over, greeted Mengmeng with a smile, and then looked at Mengmeng: "She is so cute, I can't even look away."

"Of course, I don't even look at who gave birth." Rong Han was also familiar with the fat boy, so he hummed.

"Uncle, is this big brother the son of Aunt Jiali?" The fat boy asked curiously.

"Yes, his name is Zhang Han, you call him brother." Rong Sheng nodded.

"Brother Zhang Han, hello sister-in-law Zi Yan, hehe, your family is so good-looking, talented and beautiful, and the child is super cute. It's so perfect, perfect." The fat boy scratched his head while laughing.

The appearance was a bit innocent, but it provoked Zi Yan and Zhang Li to purse their lips and smile.

"Brat, are you here for something?" Rong Sheng snorted.

"Hey, Uncle is right. I want that. I want an autographed CD, and an autographed photo, the one written on my clothes, and the group photo. I wonder if that's okay?" expect.

"I, I want it too." A weak voice came from the side.

It was a sixteen-year-old girl, a little timid.

"And I."

Crash.

All of a sudden, the dozen or so young men and women gathered together.

"Eh? You can't snatch me, Mama." Mengmeng was a little sleepy, so she waved her little hand and refused.

"They didn't grab it." Zi Yan replied with a smile, then looked at the people in front of her and said: "I'm not ready yet, let's do it tomorrow, I will prepare a signed CD in advance."

"Okay, thank you, sister Ziyan." The fat boy replied with a smile.

The arrival of these people also made Zi Yan and Zhang Li feel much better. The younger generation of the Rong family are still very popular, but the attitude of the family owners is a bit uncomfortable.

After another two minutes, Zhang Han glanced at Mengmeng and said:

"Baby is sleepy, let's go to bed."

"Hmm, okay, listen to Papa's story." Mengmeng snuggled into Zhang Han's arms, leaning her little head on his shoulder, and muttered.

So Rong Sheng brought Zhang Han and the others back to their residence. The conditions here were limited, and Zhang Han's family of three did not live in a villa, but lived on the second floor. The Rong Jiaxin family, Zhang Li and Zhou Fei lived downstairs.

Originally, Mengmeng wanted to listen to the story, but on the way back, the little guy fell asleep halfway.

Back in the bedroom, Zhang Han gently put Mengmeng beside him, and fell asleep with his arms around Ziyan.

Nothing to say all night.

The next morning, I got up and packed up, and had breakfast at Rongsheng's villa.

After eating, Rong Sheng hesitated for a moment, then said:

"At ten o'clock, our Rong family's annual meeting will start. In the past, our lineage was small, and there were very few people who came to see us. This year, you are back, why don't you go to increase your popularity?"

"Our lineage hasn't been lively for a long time." Rong Yong also echoed with some emotion.