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Although the main building is still being renovated, Wang Qinghe has already asked people to clean up the side building because of the relatively intact relationship, and moved the furniture of the previous main building in, and the residents are not delayed.

The old-fashioned house was not as difficult to serve as Li Xian imagined, although there was no fire in winter, but the fireplace was lit in the basement, and the temperature in the house rose after more than half an hour. The principle of stuffing quickly is like a big kang in the Northeast, burning up and running hot air back and forth in the room.

In this regard, it is much stronger than the later geothermal heating. If the heating does not burn in winter, it is estimated that the heating pipe will have to be frozen.

Although it has changed hands several times, there are still a lot of old furniture in No. 22 King Yiu Street. There are all kinds of eras, the mahogany dining table in 1920, and the office chair after the founding of the People's Republic of China, which seem a little messy, but have a unique history.

Of course, the weight of this history is mainly in Li Xian's view.

The three girls were preparing to cook in the kitchen, and Li Xian and Mo Peng were left in the living room on the first floor.

Mo Peng look at this, look at that, anyway, all kinds of unpleasant eyes, chattering that this is not good and that is not good.

Although Li Xian's psychological age is in his early twenties, and he is occasionally childish, he has been exposed to more social levels since he came back, and his experience has increased a lot.

He can understand Mo Peng's meanness very well.

The general mental activity is like a child who sees another child holding a very interesting toy in his hand and then deliberately slanders it.

It is a kind of self-dignity that comes from the fact that people have and do not have me.

In the face of the other party's meanness, he smiled and said nothing.

"It's time to eat!"

At this moment, Katya and the three girls greeted each other in the kitchen.

Li Xian doesn't know how to cook, and there are no decent kitchenware on Jingyao Street, although it is a party held in the name of Katya to make up for Christmas and celebrate the publication of the northern youth, but in terms of the content of dinner, it is the simplest hot pot.

The restaurant in the wing is not low in size, with a long Russian dining table and a copper candlestick on top of the table, which does not match the hot pot very well.

"Oh, good fellows, we're kind of unique enough. Eating hot pot in a place where you eat Western food is very emotional!"

Li Lili had no heart or lungs, rubbed her wet hand on her pants, and smiled.

"What's the matter?" Li Xian waved his hand, "It's cold now, and when it's hot in the summer, let's get a barbecue grill in the courtyard outside to make skewers." ”

Although he was very dissatisfied with Li Xian's spoof of Katya before, after a night of contact, Lu Jing found that Li Xian, a multimillionaire, was not much different from his peers in acting.

Come to think of it, there are still some jumps that are different from those of businessmen.

Seeing Li Xian's gag, Lu Jing pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the plastic bucket on the table and the newly bought enamel jar, and poured wine for everyone.

Beer was the first to become popular in Northeast China, and the earliest beers in China were Tsingtao and Harbin beer. However, due to brewing technology and sales channels, beer was not yet widely bottled at this time.

There is bottled beer, but the public usually drinks loose draft beer.

The kind with an eight-day shelf life.

"Katya, you should say a few words!" Li Lili handed the beer to Katya and coaxed: "We borrowed your light to mix this meal today, you bring a glass to the bar!"

Although I usually listen to it lively at school, but when it comes to the occasion, Katya is embarrassed: "What did I say?"

Li Xian said with a smile, "What do you say about the New Year, Wishing you prosperity, good fortune and so on?"

"Not really. Katya rolled her eyes, "In the north, the festival is very lively. It's the second day of Christmas, and families and neighbors are all together. Sing and dance, then pray for the New Year. The girls get together, put their jewelry in a large soup bowl, pour water and cover it with a hand towel, and then take turns touching it inside, and whoever touches it will sing. ”

"Singing?" Li Lili heard the New Year's customs of foreigners for the first time, "What are you singing?"

Katya's eyes filled with melancholy, "You may not believe it, but we sing about bread....... bread symbolizes a good harvest, wealth, and happiness. In Russia, throwing bread on the ground is a big taboo, and children will be scolded if they accidentally drop bread on the ground. ”

Hearing this, Li Xian grinned, "Just like we Chinese are not allowed to stick chopsticks into the rice bowl when eating?"

Katya smiled, "Almost." Well, let's not talk about that. She thought for a while, picked up the enamel tea jar, and stood up: "Although Christmas has passed, let's make a wish!"

As soon as he heard that Katya was going to make a wish, Mo Peng raised his head: "Hey! This is good, Katya, tell me, what do you want?"

"Uh-huh......" After a slight hesitation, Katya smiled slightly: "First of all, I hope that my parents can come to China one day sooner, or that great Russia can prosper again and get rid of the current hardship as soon as possible." ”

Hearing her say this, several people present were silent for a while. Although the country has been alive for a long time, several of you here are born after 70 years, and their parents have experienced turmoil, and they have heard what life is like during turbulent times.

Thinking of the current situation in Russia, several people felt sympathy in their hearts, but also couldn't help but be a little happy.

Li Xian secretly took this matter to heart, and said in his heart that when the situation in the north was slightly more relaxed next year, he should let Cheng Liu make a lot of effort to take people over.

As for what the Kajia said, one day Russia can rise again...... Well...... At least not until the new century.

Katya seemed to know that she was not very realistic, shook her head and smiled, "Then I hope my friends, I hope you are healthy, safe, happy and happy in the new year." ”

In the midst of everyone's thanks, Katya glanced at Li Xian meaningfully, "Finally, I hope that the person I love can be happy." Hopefully I can find true happiness. ”

"Katya, you will definitely do it!" Mo Peng heard this, stood up from the chair excitedly, picked up the wine glass, blushed all over his face, and said eagerly: "You will definitely be." ”

In Li Xian's somewhat evasive gaze, Katya blinked.

After a bitter smile, Katya shook her hair, lifted her calves, stood lightly on the chair, raised the wine glass in her hand, and said with a smile: "Finally, I wish our Northern Youth Daily a good success, friends, cheers." Ulla!"

"Ulla!"

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