One hundred first kisses
On Christmas Eve, it was busy until more than twelve o'clock, and the crowd slowly returned to their nests. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info once a year, tomorrow is a day off, of course to play a little more. The young people tried their best to spend their energy and spend an unforgettable night with their friends.
As soon as Christmas Eve passed, it was Christmas Day, and perhaps this light snow began to fall on Christmas Eve, adding more foil to the young man's grand festival, and the light snow had been falling for two hours, and the ground was already snow-white.
In the new store, Manager Bai was sleepy until everyone was busy, and then gathered all the employees of the new store for a brief commendation ceremony. I hope that everyone will continue to work hard, make persistent efforts, create a better dining environment, provide better quality catering services, of course, ordinary people, what they want to hear is bonuses.
After the boss finished speaking, Brother Li and Director Li also deliberately added a few words, explaining that you can come a little later tomorrow, this humanistic care is much more important than Manager Bai's encouragement, and it has been well received by everyone.
Although Hu Dafa is also a temporary supervisor, there is really nothing to say. Tonight or last night's business was very good, but when I was patrolling the front hall, I heard a lot of bad opinions: the dishes are too old, the taste is average, the saltiness is not suitable, and even these dishes have no novelty, they can only be satisfied, they can't give people the enjoyment of beauty, and there is no sublimation.
Although Hu Dafa didn't understand the latter words, he recorded them truthfully, hoping to sort them out or communicate with Manager Bai when he had time.
The way home was spent in Hu Dafa's contemplation and the excitement of Qiuyang. The waiters, the kitchens, and the rest of the dormitory walked down the midnight path in twos and threes, spitting out clouds of white mist from time to time, laughing and wishing each other a Merry Christmas.
"Dafa, how is today's supervisor? It feels good!" Qiuyang pulled Hu Dafa's cotton clothes, laughing as he walked, and sometimes popped out a few lyrics, and was in a good mood.
"Qiuyang, this is for you!" Hu Dafa's cotton clothes were not buttoned, and he only hugged them tightly with his hands to prevent the north wind from blowing in from the front. At this time, he stretched out his right hand, and as if by magic, he pulled out a rose.
The crimson petals are set off by the white petal pocket, and the beauty is unusually unusual.
"Ahh He glanced up at Hu Dafa and asked, "Where did you get it?"
"I went to the wholesale market in the morning to buy flowers! It was cold, so I didn't ask you to go with me. We didn't buy much, so I asked the boss if I could send one, and the boss was happy and wrapped it up directly. Isn't this a bargain for the restaurant?" Hu Dafa explained.
"Oh, that's it!" Qiuyang blinked, thinking for a moment, "Probably not! No one knows anyway." Hehe!" Qiuyang held this rose in his arms, as if it were dozens of roses, and cherished it doubly.
Flowers, someone gives them every day, and if you receive more, no one will cherish them. The price of the many decreases, and the rare one is expensive. That's about the case in all things. Even feelings.
"Dafa, look, it's so beautiful, this color, it's so red!" Qiuyang looked down at the only one, lonely flower, and still admired it.
"Huamei, you are more beautiful!" Hu Dafa looked at Qiuyang who lowered his head and said from the bottom of his heart.
"you!" Qiu Yang was unhappy, but the smiling look had already revealed everything.
Fiercely, Hu Dafa hugged Qiuyang tightly, his warm eyes didn't put the cold wind in his eyes at all, and he looked at Qiuyang with a red face.
"Dafa, what are you doing?" Qiu Yang pouted, blaming Hu Dafa.
"Qiuyang, let me kiss it!" Hu Dafa dared to say his request.
"Don't!" Qiuyang refused, but a cute smile oozed from his face.
You don't need a teacher to fall in love. Hu Dafa is not stupid, where can't he understand?
It was the first kiss between two people, lips touching, and they could hear each other's heartbeats. Qiuyang whined, and his body twisted and dodged, as if he was too shy to get into Hu Dafa's body. Hu Dafa hugged Qiuyang tightly, for fear that the cold north wind would blow his lover, so he opened his cotton clothes and covered Qiuyang into his arms, like a bird returning to its nest.
On a cold winter night, on Christmas Day, such a monster stood in the silent streets. From a distance, it has four legs and two arms, and only one body can be seen, with short hair on one side and long hair on the other, and it is not clear where the head is.
At Christmas, Hu Dafa struggled to get up early, it was still dark, and it was only four or five hours before he lay in his bed, he didn't forget that he should get up early and continue to practice.
In the past, I could still see a lot of old people who practiced in the morning, wiping the darkness and getting up, but today there are very few, it is too cold! Hu Dafa cleaned up neatly, stepped on the snow that no one had stepped on, and ran towards the small garden. In addition to the cleaners on the road, there are old people who are in a hurry, and there are very few young people like him.
Master Qiu was wearing a cotton sportswear and was already warming up.
"Merry Christmas, Master!"
"Oh, hehe, you young people's festival! It's quite lively!
"Master, senior brother, didn't they come?"
"I don't know where to go to play last night, I didn't come back all night, don't pay attention to him, practice my own, the final result, God knows!"
Hu Dafa's learning is still very fast, and in a few months, he has practiced the two routines quite proficiently. Hu Da** picked up a big broom and cleaned the snow on the ground, so that it would be more convenient for him to practice the routine. Master Qiu looked at everything in his eyes and was very happy in his heart.
While preparing, Qiu Biao arrived with a crooked run. Running against the wind, I drank a stomach of cold wind, and before I could say a word, I held on to the big tree next to me and exhaled heavily.
"Dad, you're too early! It's not dawn yet!"
"Where's Dalong, where did you play last night?" Master Qiu's family education is very strict, but his sons have grown up, and the discipline is not like that of children.
"I don't know! I didn't answer my phone, maybe something's wrong!"
"There's a! what good thing can he have?" Master Qiu's dissatisfaction was already written all over his face. "Look at other people's Xiaohu, it's so early, look at you, and Dalong, ten years later, hum! It will take less than ten years, and after three years, people will have to surpass the two of you!"
"Got it! Dad!" Qiu Biao spit out the cold wind, slowly raised his head, and saw that Hu Dafa had finished cleaning the ground and began to stretch his body, and he couldn't help but secretly admire, but he was still unconvinced, "Dad, I'm on a small night shift this month, and I can't sleep well at all, so I'm late." ”
"Come on, it's useless to explain. When I get up, I won't tell you!