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Fan Xiaoye is talking about Huang Ying.

After she went to the summer resort to borrow money, she returned to the capital just in time to sign up and pay the tuition for one year directly.

Huang Ying's grades in school were average in the class, not because she was not smart, but because she was distracted by too many things at home. Even so, she still exploded during the college entrance examination, and her score reached a pretty good university admission line. Although I can't afford to think about it without money, I am still proud in my heart.

When I first entered the class, because of the long time gap, I learned new knowledge, and some of them couldn't keep up with the progress. But she has a solid foundation and works hard, and after half a semester, she has been firmly in the top few in the class.

Chu Qing was in a state of extreme boredom after filming, on the contrary, Huang Ying was busy with her feet not touching the ground, working during the day and attending classes at night, and the two hadn't seen each other for a while.

Huang Ying has been in the capital for a few years, sometimes she goes back during the Spring Festival, sometimes she doesn't go back, she didn't go back to her hometown last year, she was with Chu Qing. Not this year, her mother's health is really not good, and she has to go back to take care of it.

Hearing that she also went home, Chu Qingzhen was a little depressed.

His thinking is still very traditional, follow his father. In his previous life, every time the Chinese New Year came, his father would go into the kitchen alone and stay for a day, and no one would let him help. In the evening, Zhun Bao picked out a table of eight dishes and eight bowls of Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and then watched a large family eat and drink with laughter, and sat on the side silly.

After my father died, this job was handed over to Chu Qing.

So when a person celebrates the New Year, he says it doesn't matter, but he actually cares about it in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Chu Qingwan refused Old Man Cheng's invitation and played the tragic male protagonist in a small house.

He now lives in a small courtyard house, an old house, which is much cheaper than renting a building.

Firecrackers crackled outside, and there were the sounds of children crying and crying. At this time, the Chinese New Year is much more lively than in later generations, family reunions, gathered together, making dumplings, chatting about homely things, children running around, and then waiting to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

I heard that the capital will not allow firecrackers later, think about it, every day in the clouds and fog like a fairyland, and then put the whip to ascend to the immortal.

Chu Qing shook his head, uncovered the pot, filled a bowl of frozen dumplings, and scooped up a bowl of dumpling soup.

I didn't even bother to pour the vinegar, I ate it in one go, patted my stomach, and felt very weird, saying that I was not full, and I said that I was hungry or not.

He picked up the dumpling soup again, dried half a bowl, and sighed.

It's so empty, lonely, and cold......

glanced at the TV, it was full of advertisements, it was only seven o'clock, and if you wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala, you had to wait for an hour.

What have you been doing this year?

Chu Qing thought hard, and remembered a one, two, three, and four masters......

Teacher Fan, you have too much life!

He sighed again, I have a good life. I wanted to touch a cigarette and smoke, and when I patted my clothes, I was deflated.

Anyway, it's fine, go out and buy a pack of cigarettes.

When I went out and walked down the alley, there was a commissary.

Chu Qing stepped up the steps and patted the window.

A voice came from inside, "It's closed today!" ”

"Brother Zhang, I'm Qingzi, buy a pack of cigarettes!"

The window opened with a "bang", and a man exposed half of his body and said with a smile: "Yo! This will come out to buy cigarettes! ”

"I'm out of food!" Chu Qing stretched out his head and looked inside, gritted his teeth and said, "Come and pack three or five!" ”

The man was startled, and his hand stretched out to the front door of the big bag turned awkwardly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, buddy is rich?" ”

Chu Qing said with a smile: "Who doesn't eat dumplings during the New Year!" ”

When a man takes a cigarette, he listens to "beep beep!" ”

The BB machine actually rang right now.

Chu Qing was also very surprised, and when he touched it, he saw a line of Chinese characters on it: Happy Spring Festival Uncle Chu! I'll be back after the New Year!

This girl!

Chu Qing smiled, touched the payphone with his hand, and retracted it.

After all, she is at home, her parents are there, so it's okay if she doesn't fight by herself.

"Here, three-five!"

The boss threw out a pack of cigarettes, and Chu Qing gave money.

"Beep beep!"

The pager actually rang again.

The boss said while pulling the change: "The business is very busy!" Real money? ”

Chu Qing ignored him, and when he saw it, it was also a line of words: Brother! Happy Chinese New Year, the longer you get, the more handsome you get!

The longer it is, the more handsome it is......

Is this sister a burying person? But this has to come back.

"I'll call again!"

As he spoke, he picked up the microphone and dialed a number, which was the landline number of Wang Tong's rental house.

"Doodoo Dot ......"

It rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Well? I didn't hear her go back to her hometown, where did she go?

No way, caLL gave her another time.

"I'm sorry! It'll be over in a moment. Chu Qing said with a smile, the people who are celebrating the New Year are here to call you, and they don't want to go.

"It's okay! Anyway, the Spring Festival Gala hasn't started yet! "The owner was very happy.

After waiting for a few minutes, the phone rang.

Chu Qing grabbed it and asked, "Hey?" Sister? ”

A chuckle came from the microphone: "Hehe, I knew it was you." ”

"I just called your house, what are you doing?"

"I'm shopping."

"What?" Chu Qing was stunned for a moment and said, "You are insane!" Running out to go shopping for the New Year? ”

"It's boring to stay by yourself, why are you doing?"

"I came out to buy a pack of cigarettes."

"You still say that I, you ran out to buy cigarettes by yourself during the Chinese New Year?"

The two of them had a silly laugh across the phone.

"Or, why don't you come over to me?" Chu Qing hesitantly proposed a less reliable proposal.

There was also silence for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's have a companion." ”

Chu Qing was stunned, she didn't expect her to really agree, and then said the address. I greeted the boss again, standing at the mouth of the alley, with my hands in my sleeves, which is the posture of a standard farmer.

It's a remote place, and I don't know if she can find it.

Chu Qing didn't wear a sweater, the inside was a shirt, and the big padded jacket came out directly. I can't go back to wear it at this time, for fear of missing the pick-up, and I will be so cold that I will trot back and forth.

For more than 30 minutes, I listened to the sound of "da-da-da" heels clicking on the ground.

"Brother?"

"Ah, you're here!"

Chu Qing was trotting, awkwardly stopping his movements, stuck in a very strange position.

Wang Tong laughed and said, "What about your convulsions?" ”

She was wearing a red down jacket, her head was not tied, she was just draped, and she was wearing a pair of high leather boots.

"I exercise!"

Wang Tong saw that his face was white from the cold, and said in surprise: "You have been waiting here?" ”

"I'm afraid you won't be able to find it, let's go, this way."

Chu Qingchao didn't care, and led the way.

"You're stupid! What should I do if I get sick from freezing? Wang Tong said angrily.

Chu Qing didn't answer, and said with a smile: "How did you come?" ”

"Hit!"

"There's still a car here?"

"You don't look at who I am!"

"That's right."

Chu Qing pushed open the courtyard door, and the children in the courtyard were squatting on the ground to put the drill monkeys, pointing one, "Woo! "I jumped into the sky with a bang, and I didn't even look at it.

"This thing just doesn't look good."

Chu Qing pursed his lips, leaned over and said, "Boy, I'll sue you for a trick, you tie up a few drill monkeys together, that's good-looking." ”

The child didn't even roll his eyelids, and said impatiently: "You are stupid for me!" How much is a drill monkey, I'll put the scorn flower away! ”

“……”

Chu Qing was very depressed by the disdain, and Wang Tong was laughing breathlessly beside him.

"You're going to live here, huh?"

Wang Tong looked at the room, very curious and surprised.

"Cheap!"

Chu Qing was about to take off his big cotton jacket, but he remembered that there was only a shirt inside, and quickly covered it.

Wang Tong threw the bag on the bed, just like going to his own home, and took off the down jacket generously, revealing a high-necked white woolen sweater. Seeing Chu Qing twisting, he rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't I go out and avoid it?" ”

Chu Qing smiled, took off his clothes, and picked up his sweater and put it on.

He asked, "Have you eaten it?" ”

"No, I don't know what to eat, have you eaten?" Wang Tong asked.

"Well, I didn't eat either." Chu Qing shook his head and suddenly said, "Let's make dumplings!" ”

"Huh? Do you also make dumplings? Wang Tong was surprised.

"I'll be with the stuffing." Chu Qing said honestly, he can cook a table of dishes by himself, but the pasta is extremely poor, especially the steps of the package, the hand is always inappropriate as if it is not divided, and his daughter-in-law always laughs at him for his talent.

Wang Tong was happy when he heard it: "I will roll the skin, yes, we are really compatible!" ”

Chu Qing went to the kitchen and took out half a bag of noodles, as well as leeks and eggs, scratched his head and said, "No meat!" ”

Wang Tong didn't know what to look for while having a cat's waist, and said, "Then leek and egg filling, who is hungry for that bit of meat." ”

"What are you looking for?" Chu Qing wondered.

"You don't even have slippers at home?"

"Just my pair, do you wear it?"

"Bring it!"

Chu Qing took out two pairs of slippers from a thin place, one cotton and one plastic.

Wang Tong smiled: "You are really provincial, a pair in winter and a pair in summer." ”

"I don't have anyone here." Chu Qing smiled and put on the plastic ones.

Wang Tong sat on the chair, bent over, his slender hands ripping off his boots, revealing a pair of red socks.

She seems to be particularly fond of red.

Chu Qing almost froze when she saw her series of movements, her face was hot, she turned her head and asked, "Your birth year?" ”

"No, just find a pair of socks and put them on."

Wang Tong washed his hands and said, "Wrap it, are you and noodles?" ”

"Me and!"

Chu Qing wiped the table, poured flour and water, and began to knead.

"Yo! It's quite skilled. Wang Tong smiled.

"That's right, I'm cooking very delicious, I'll make it for you to taste one day."

"Okay, it's decided!"

After reconciling the noodles, Chu Qing took a piece of cloth and covered it, which would take a while.

Wang Tong pinched the leek, washed it, put it on the board, and said, "You cut it." He picked up the egg again, "clicked" it into the bowl and began to stir.

Seeing her like this, Chu Qing just likes it.

Simple, clean, neat, and appealing on the inside than on the outside.

He and Wang Tong have only met a few times, but the two of them get along as if they have been friends for decades, without pressure.

After a while, the stuffing will be reconciled, and the noodles will be ready.

Wang Tong took the rolling pin, began to roll the skin, and suddenly shouted: "Hey, it's time for the show!" ”

Just watching TV, with a burst of cheerful music, the 97 Spring Festival Gala officially began. A large crowd of bells and whistles rushed onto the stage, twisting for a moment, then stepping back to make way for a few of the singers.

There were names on the side, Chu Qing saw that these were all stars of the ancient century, and the feeling of crossing was extremely real.

Wang Tong rolled the skin, glanced at the TV from time to time, and said with a smile: "I have to watch the Spring Festival Gala while making dumplings, I have been here since I was a child." ”

"yes, we were all the same when we were kids." Chu Qing also smiled.

"Hey! Will you pack? Wang Tong suddenly raised his head and asked.

Chu Qing shook his head: "No." ”

Wang Tong lowered his head again: "I won't either." ”

“……”

“……”

The air stopped inexplicably for a second, and the six presenters on the TV walked up to the stage and began to speak.

At this moment, both of them kept tumbling in their hearts.

Do you know how to mix the stuffing?

You can't even roll skin, don't you know how to wrap it?

Suddenly, both of them chuckled.

Wang Tong smiled: "Do you like steamed dumplings or boiled dumplings?" ”

"Cooked, my parents love steamed, and I can't eat a piece every year." Chu Qingdao.

"Haha, my family too, I love to eat and cook." Wang Tong said.

Neither of them mentioned the matter of making dumplings, they are both adults, and they can't make a dumpling!

The Spring Festival Gala, even if you watch last year's replay every year, you feel fresh, not to mention that Chu Qing has been separated for 17 years.

Except for a few particularly impressive cross talk sketches, the other shows are the same as the first time I watched them, and Wang Tong laughed and complained together from time to time.

Chu Qing mixed half a pot of stuffing, and Wang Tong also rolled out more than 40 skins.

The two of them picked up the dumpling wrappers without being weak at all, picked out some fillings, and began to wrap them.

The show is going on to a singing and dancing show, and a large number of people are singing and singing together.

Chu Qing counted and exclaimed, "Thirteen!" Thirteen people sing a song! ”

"What is this, how can I dance, more than 100 people dance at a time!" Wang Tong didn't care, pinched a dumpling in his hand, and asked, "Hey, how many times are you pinching this?" ”

Chu Qing said uncertainly: "Three times, whatever, just don't miss it." ”

"Yes." Wang Tong agreed, tilted his head and pinched it a few more times, and put a swollen pig-like dumpling on the table.

Chu Qing didn't let it go, and pinched a dumpling that looked like a dachshund.

"Yikes! You have too little stuffing, eat a piece of soup! Wang Tong accused loudly.

"You have too much stuffing, and you don't steam buns!" Chu Qing sneered.

"You're too little!"

"You're too many!"

The TV began to sing: "In 1979, it was a spring, and there was an old man ......"

There are only two people, and there is actually a sense of noisy and noisy excitement.