After the dynamic was sent, Xu Zhuo put the phone on silent and threw it on the table next to him.

It's miserable enough for the four of us to eat Chinese New Year's Eve together, so don't make a mess here, okay?

"Come, come, keep eating. Grandpa Feng, you ...... If you don't drink the Huadiao wine left by my grandfather, this liquor is not suitable for you......"

Last time in Xu's restaurant, he took a big sip of white wine and immediately got drunk.

I slept until the afternoon before I woke up.

Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, and there is no one at Feng Chunguang's house, if Feng Weiguo drinks too much, he will have to find a way to take care of him.

This is the New Year, Xu Zhuo doesn't want to waste all his time on this matter.

Feng Weiguo picked up the wine glass and was just about to take a sip, thinking of the embarrassment of drinking last time, his old face turned red: "I just remembered that my throat was uncomfortable, so I stopped drinking the wine, and I made a pot of tea." ”

Well, after the last time he made a fool of himself, Feng Weiguo had a shadow on drinking.

Don't drink when you can't drink it.

Even if you drink alcohol, you can have a maximum of two beers, whichever is not drunk.

As soon as I'm old, I can't drink splinters at every turn like before.

This is very harmful to the body.

And it's quite faceless.

A few people chatted while eating.

But the main thing is that Song Yafei and Feng Weiguo are chatting.

Both of them are quite familiar with dietary therapy and dietary supplements, so while eating, they are discussing their experience and skills in dietary therapy.

Shi Lei usually doesn't talk much, and now that the Spring Festival Gala has begun, he is watching TV intently, and he is not interested in the topic of Feng Weiguo and Song Yafei chatting at all.

For others, the Spring Festival Gala is like a small cold dish on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, whether it is the same or not.

Even if the TV is on, it only plays the role of a foil.

And as far as the current Spring Festival Gala is concerned, there are no programs that are particularly looking forward to.

But Shi Lei is different, he has been displaced all these years, and he hasn't watched the Spring Festival Gala a few times at all.

So he looked at it very seriously.

Xu Zhuo really wanted to talk to Feng Weiguo and Song Yafei.

However, I really don't know anything about this, and I can't talk to the rhythm of the two at all.

So after trying a few times and really couldn't talk, he gave up.

Isn't the food on this big table fragrant?

Why are you still joining in the fun?

So he ate the vegetables slowly, taking a sip of the Wuliangye in the cup from time to time, plus the noisy Spring Festival Gala program.

Flattered!

After eating for a while, Xu Zhuo came to the kitchen to check how the red braised mutton was doing.

Although this thing tastes better the more you stew it, if you don't pay attention, it will also be mushy.

You have to look at the dots.

The mutton in the pot was already stewed to a crispy crisp, Xu Zhuo carefully picked out ingredients such as bay leaves, cinnamon, green onions, and ginger slices with chopsticks, and then poured the chopped white radish and carrot pieces into it.

At the same time, add salt, pepper and other condiments to taste.

After continuing to simmer for about ten minutes, Xu Zhuo turned off the heat and poured the pieces of meat in the pot with the soup into the flat soup pot with the induction cooker.

Finally, sprinkle coriander segments on top, and a pot of fragrant red braised lamb is ready.

He came out with an induction cooker, moved the salt-fried mutton in the middle of the table aside, put the induction cooker, connected the power supply, and then put a pot of red braised mutton in the middle.

"The red stew is ready, come on, come on, hurry up and eat it while it's hot. Shi Lei, don't watch it, it's going to be rebroadcast tomorrow, hurry up and eat, fill the poverty pit tonight, as long as you are full, you won't be poor in the coming year. ”

Shi Lei looked at Xu Zhuo suspiciously and asked, "Really, Brother Xu Zhuo?"

Xu Zhuo nodded: "What am I lying to you for, hurry up and eat, when you are full, let's buy some fireworks and go to the suburbs to put them on a while, and go to the bad luck on your body." ”

Fireworks are prohibited in the city, but not in the suburbs.

Sitting in the house at this moment, you can hear the sound of firecrackers coming from the suburbs.

It's nothing to Xu Zhuo, it's a good year, it has to be so noisy.

But Shi Lei was itching anymore.

In his opinion, even if you don't eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner during the New Year, you have to set off firecrackers.

If there is no Spring Festival without firecrackers, is it still called the Spring Festival?

So as soon as he heard Xu Zhuo say to buy fireworks, he became energetic.

Turning around, he took the chopsticks and began to eat the red braised lamb in the middle.

While eating, I was worried about whether I could buy fireworks at this point.

Xu Zhuo was just about to say that there was no problem, but the door of the store was suddenly pushed open.

Hu Dabao, whose face was covered with scars, walked in.

Several people in the room stopped their chopsticks and stared at him blankly.

Now Hu Dabao is a little miserable, the blood marks on his face are obviously scratched, and the down jacket on his body has also broken a few holes, and feathers are constantly flying out at this time.

Xu Zhuo stood up and looked Hu Dabao up and down: "What's wrong with you?

It was a little hot in the house, Hu Dabao carefully took off the down jacket on his body, smiled and said: "I had a fight with my wife, I have nowhere to go, I saw that you were still on the light, so I came in to warm up......"

Xu Zhuo scratched his head, these two people are interesting, they don't have a good New Year, they actually fight and play.

"Shi Lei, take a pair of chopsticks for the old man, and then a wine glass, since you're here, drink some, don't just stand. ”

Hu Dabao was not polite, and pulled a chair and sat over.

Shi Lei went to the disinfection cabinet next to him and brought him wine glasses, dishes and chopsticks.

Song Yafei carried the wine bottle and poured Hu Dabao a large glass of wine.

"New Year's Day, why did you fight? This scratch on the face, it can't be that you hooked up with other little girls on the Internet and were discovered by your wife, right?"

Hu Dabao took a big sip with a wine glass: "Whew, this wine is strong enough!"

After speaking, he put down the wine glass, sandwiched a piece of Li Zhuang white meat, and said while eating: "Alas, how can I still have that mind now, I smashed tens of thousands of yuan in sesame oil before and after, but the sales were not very good, just talking about it when we were eating, the two of us quarreled and quarreled......"

It's supposed to be a beating, right?

Hu Dabao is usually quite obedient, not like a person who dares to take the initiative to hit people.

However, his wife is very spicy, Xu Zhuo has seen it a few times in the oil mill in the vegetable market before, and he trained Hu Dabao as if he was teaching his grandson.

It's really sympathetic.

If he wants to put it aside, Xu Zhuo must have teased him twice.

But now that people are so miserable, Xu Zhuo is not embarrassed to sprinkle salt on his wounds.

Feng Weiguo took a sip of tea: "The sales are not good? Isn't the sesame oil you make the same as that made by Xiao Zhuo? Why is the sales not good? ”

Hu Dabao sighed: "I think so too, but I ignore the price factor.

Using this method to make sesame oil, because it is not adulterated, the cost is very high, and the price is higher than the market price, so not many people buy it.

And this year's economic situation is not very good, many people buy things cheaply, and I can't sell a few bottles of sesame oil a day......"

After saying that, he took the wine glass and drank it down.

His face was full of sorrow.