The Spring Festival is coming, and the bustling city is still operating in an orderly manner.

The cold and huge commercial curtain wall occasionally pushes a few advertisements related to the Spring Festival, so that there is a little bit of New Year's message.

Three days before Chinese New Year's Eve, Taurag received his first pot of gold. She didn't hesitate to use the money to rent a house outside.

It's nice to be able to spend the New Year in your new home.

The new home that I haven't moved into yet is a courtyard house full of Beijing flavor. The wall is crawling with remnant yellow vines, and there are several large water tanks on the bluestone slabs, and the lotus leaves are withered.

But the door of the house is full of vegetation, and the plants in winter are in full bloom.

Most of the people living here are retired and babbling and singing Peking Opera, raising birds and walking dogs, or drinking tea with flowers. Looks like it's easy to get along with.

Because the Chinese New Year is approaching, the carved windows of the courtyard are pasted with a color of red window flowers, and the door is pasted with a majestic and festive door god, and the style of the New Year's painting and the eye-catching "blessing" are pasted.

Taurag was really satisfied.

Since then, she has bid farewell to the cramped and damp small loft of stockpiles, and is about to live in a courtyard house with a beautiful price and an elegant environment.

"Grid, you've been giggling for a day, what the hell is wrong?"

Lu Xining, who was wearing a coral red coat, asked Tao Lag, who was washing the dishes, if he was so happy to wash the dishes.

"Nothing, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve. I'm moving. ”

"Really, congratulations. Oh no, you're alone, don't you go back to your hometown for the New Year? ”

"I didn't get a ticket."

For lying, Taulrag lowered his head.

Not to mention that buying a ticket to go home is a big expense, when she left, the second aunt and grandmother did not obviously express their willingness to go home for the New Year.

"Oh, that's a pity." Lu Xining said regretfully, "I won't come to work from tomorrow, and school will start soon after the Spring Festival." You see, Wei Liyu hasn't been here for a few days. ”

"Hmm."

Taulag nodded silently, and she would be alone from now on. Alone? But she was different from them, how lucky she was to meet them and have this happy time.

"Plaid I'll miss you."

"Me too."

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, from six o'clock in the evening, there are clusters of untidy fireworks rushing into the dark night sky.

The light sounds, the brilliant colors, are fleeting.

"Taurag, you'd better be diligent, or it's eight o'clock, hehe, I won't let you go back and move to a new house."

The boss who beckoned people to carry the drinks passed by the back kitchen and glared at Taurag, who was staring at the fireworks in a daze.

"I'm not lazy, boss." Probably because the atmosphere of the New Year was particularly brisk, Taurag felt that the boss's harsh tone had softened a little, so he said coquettishly, "You said that I could leave at eight o'clock, aren't you the most talkative, boss?" ”

"Of course."

Boss Li was busy.

Taolag, who lowered his head and laughed, soon heard Boss Li's babbling voice again, "Lu Xining, didn't you ask for leave, why are you coming back again?!" ”

Lu Xining, who was blushing, held on to the door frame and panted, obviously running all the way.

Today, she is wearing only a simple camel-colored sweatshirt and thin straight-leg jeans. The first thing he said to Taulag was "I'm here to help, I don't accept rebuttals."

The tone was urgent.

Taurag looked confused.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, the family reunion, the most important day, what did Lu Jining come to the hot pot restaurant for? She is a lonely person, isn't Lu Xining a happy family?

Anyway, Lu Xining has already made up his mind to stay in the hot pot restaurant. Taurag had no choice but to go with her.

Lu Xining had only helped in the back kitchen before, she was as petite as Taolag, but she didn't have the divine power to hold a large casserole full of red soup.

At this time, Lu Xining did not stay in the back kitchen, insisted on three steps without leaving Taolag, and had nothing to do.

Taurag was confused.

Lu Xining tonight is weird.

"Box 03 and table 09 are the largest hot pot, red soup."

As soon as the waiter at the front desk put down the list, he hurriedly stuck to the "front line".

It's really hard for her ̅ ̅ ̅The waiters who ran errands have asked for leave, and she has to come to the kitchen to inform her in person as soon as she keeps the account.

As usual, Taurag filled two pots of boiling broth, picked up one of the pots and sent it to Box 03.

"Wait!"

Lu Xining's eyes were bright, and he couldn't hide his excitement, "Let me send No. 03, lattice!" ”

"What?"

So far, Lu Xining, who has not made any action, took the initiative to ask for a casserole.

"You've never done it before, and your wrist is weak, so I'm not at ease!"

Taurag sternly refused, lifted his feet and left.

"Grid, I beg you to let me send No. 03, I'm fine!"

Lu Xining stopped Tao Lag without giving up, looking stubborn.

"What the hell is wrong with you tonight...... Lu Xining! ”

Lu Xining took advantage of Tao Lag's inattention, and grabbed the pot ring stiffly.

"Xi Ning, don't move, the red soup is about to spill!"

"Then give it to me......"

Worried that the red soup would really spill out and burn people in the competition, Taurag had to take the initiative to let go.

Taking over the heavy cauldron, Lu Xining shook obviously. On the back of the white hand, the green tendons appeared.

Taurag looked worried, "Can you do it......"

"05, table 11 mandarin duck pot, box 04 clear soup. Hurry up, the guests are waiting! Our boss is home for a reunion, and we can't relax. ”

The sound of the high heels of the young lady at the front desk sounded again, and she smashed down several lists. The makeup on his face was soaked with sweat.

It's really urgent and busy.

There is no room for the Taolag grinding and chirping.

She hurriedly threw down a sentence of "be careful" to Lu Xining, and picked up a pot and went straight to Box 09.

Lu Xining gritted his teeth and walked in the opposite direction to Taolag.

The layout of the hot pot restaurant has always been distinct, with a table style on the left side of the lobby and a private room style on the right. The back kitchen is located in the center of the two sides for the convenience of serving.

Not surprisingly, the familiar Taurag was the first to rush back to the back kitchen to prepare the mandarin duck pot for table 05.

"Oh no, something is wrong!"

"Adults and children are burned!"

The noise came from the right side of the back kitchen.