263.Prairie Bonfire (5/5)
Because of the snow, the Christmas tree, and the many people, this Christmas dinner was unusually warm.
The atmosphere came, and as soon as the alcohol stimulated everyone, they went up to perform the show.
The old knight performed a black cloth blindfolded shooting knife, and Da Cleverness was the target, so everyone not only saw the wonderful flying knife performance, but also enjoyed the terrible and frightened wolf howl.
Yang Shubao was called up, he took off his clothes and exposed his capable muscles to come to a set of military body boxing, and he was a sparring partner, so everyone not only saw the wonderful martial arts performance, but also enjoyed the desperate wolf howl.
Bran went up to perform a juggling ball, and the clever jumped out of the window with his tail between his legs......
Nicole was also called up to perform, Lao Yang thought she could perform singing or dancing, but the female boss smiled shyly, she shook a bottle of beer in her hand and said, "Today I will perform a little whirlwind for everyone!"
Lao Yang's eyes were straight.
It was the first time he knew that Nicole was so good at drinking!
The old knight said to him proudly: "This is inherited from my drinking and my training. ”
"You're still training her?"
"Of course, you have to train her, otherwise what if there are unscrupulous people who want to get her drunk with alcohol and do bad things? ”
Lao Yang smiled bitterly: "I can't drink enough." ”
"Then let Nicole train her!"
Two bottles of beer rushed down, and Nicole bowed down politely, much like the departure of a Hanfu girl after dancing the ancient style dance.
Yang Shubao shouldn't have said that he couldn't drink enough, and the old man suddenly turned on him with all his power, and clearly drunk him.
In the end, under the cover of Nicole, Lao Yang was only half drunk, and the old man pulled him to ask three and four questions, what were the girlfriends before, how many people in the family, how many children do you want in the future, and so on.
The dinner lasted until eleven o'clock, and the Lawson family drove back to the reserve.
They refused to go to sleep just like that, but a bonfire was lit on the grass next to the garden.
The family is quite particular, they brought a set of folding bonfire, which is composed of a circle of barbed wire after unfolding, and the firewood and charcoal are relatively stable after being put in, and will not fall off and cause a fire.
Old Yang wanted to say hello and leave after getting out of the car, but after seeing him, the old man George handed him a bottle of beer and said: "Mr. Yang, let's talk together, I haven't had an in-depth chat with the Chinese." ”
Yang Shubao pushed away the beer and said, "Let's talk about it, you don't need to drink." ”
"Gotta drink, drink buddy!"
Lao Yang really couldn't drink it, he suddenly thought of the elves, so he called a few elves over: "Drink wheat juice." ”
Elves are massive, they don't have the same body structure as humans, they don't know what alcohol is, they like beer just because it's wheat juice, it's essentially the same as juice.
With the elves to block the wine, Lao Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Grey picked up her guitar and said, "Sing, it's Christmas, let's play Silent-Nigh." ”
When Yang Shubao was in China, all he heard for Christmas was "Jingle Bells", but this time in South Africa was different, "Universal Jubilation, Savior Descent", "Angels Sing in the High Heavens", "Remembering the Middle of the Night", "Beautiful Town, Little Bethlehem", "The Shepherd's Letter", "Glory to the Heavenly Army", "Christmas Bells" and so on, it turns out that there are so many holiday songs for Christmas in people's homes.
The girl sat in front of the campfire with her guitar in her arms and brewed her feelings, then her fingers gently tapped the strings, and a smart and soothing voice sounded: "Christmas Eve, Holy Good Night." It's so quiet, it's so bright. The Holy Light surrounds the Holy Child, the Holy Child, the innocent and lovely......"
The light of the fire danced from time to time, and the firewood burned with a crackling sound, which illuminated everyone's faces and illuminated the dark night.
Grey has a rare good voice, and despite only having a guitar vocal pairing, she sings the feeling of the song.
The birth of the Lord was not ostentatious, everything was so peaceful, everything was so peaceful.
The glory of heaven, the singing of angels, and the tranquility of Lao Yang's heart.
At the end of the song, applause rang out.
Yang Shubao still wants to listen to another song, and Grey wants to sing "Jingle Bells".
Francis shook his head and said: "Let me go, sister, I don't want to listen to this song, I have listened to it eight hundred times since yesterday, Yang, you sing a Chinese song, the song you sing when you celebrate Christmas." ”
"It's still jingle bells, and we're singing this. Yang Shubao said drunkly.
"God, let's change it, as long as it's a Chinese song, as long as we haven't heard it." Francis pleaded.
Yang Shubao thought for a while and said: "Okay, then come to a suitable situation - I congratulate you on making a fortune, I congratulate you on your wonderful, please come over for the best, please go away for the bad......"
George Lawson and the others stood up and jumped around the campfire, they couldn't understand what he was singing, but they just wanted an atmosphere.
After singing this song, Lao Yang's energy was over, he ended the song with a wine burp, and then staggered upstairs to sleep.
The next day, the elves told him that the Lawson family had been playing around the campfire until the wee hours of the morning.
Yang Shubao sighed that South Africans can really play.
Today is still a statutory holiday, and juvenile knowledge is coming.
Yang Shubao estimated that he didn't have breakfast, so he made a mutton stew with the leftover mutton noodles from yesterday.
The young man said slowly: "Actually, I have had breakfast, and I am here to give you a Christmas gift today." ”
Yang Shubao brought the basin to him and said, "Eat quickly." ”
"I'm so full. ”
"If you don't eat it, I'll throw it out. ”
The young man hurriedly hugged the basin and picked it up, and after devouring two mouthfuls, he raised his head with a satisfied smile: "It's so fragrant." ”
A small pot of noodles, the boy ate it in a hurry.
After eating and wiping it clean, he quickly opened his backpack and said, "Ah, I forgot, I prepared a Christmas gift for you, Mr. Yang, take a look, do you like it?"
He pulled his bulging backpack open, and several small monkeys were shivering together.
These little monkeys are small and ugly, with long hair, big ears, and a pointed mouse face, which at first glance looks like a pack of large rats.
Lao Yang knew them: "God, referring to monkeys?"
The young man nodded happily: "Yes, finger monkey, my grandfather knows that you are building a protected area, he has been looking for a long time to find these little guys, he said you will like it, let me send it to you." ”
Yang Shubao was ecstatic: "Yes, yes, I really like it, where did your grandfather find the finger monkey?
The young man puffed up his chest and showed a proud expression: "My grandfather is very powerful, he is very capable." ”
Yang Shubao touched his head and said, "That's right, come, I have prepared a Christmas gift for you, guess what?"
The boy guessed, "Is it a school bag?"
Yang Shubao smiled: "No, it's a practice problem! math problem, English problem, etc." ”
The boy said happily, "Okay, I like to do exercises. ”
Lao Yang rolled his eyes, this young man is really worthy of his name.
What he prepared was not an exercise, but a red envelope, which was originally prepared for 200 yuan, but because people gave the finger monkey, he increased the red envelope tenfold at once, and changed it to 2,000 yuan.