February 30

The Chinese New Year's Eve seemed to be a woman with a good figure coming slowly, and then stopped her pace by the sound of countless "crackling" firecrackers.

Although science and technology are developed, some customs are still preserved in China.

The thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve is one of the representative customs. On this day, Huaguo is allowed to be at 0; Fireworks were set off before 30, but the procedures were a little troublesome and registration was required. Moreover, Huaguo's requirements for the production of firecrackers are also extremely high, because of the development of science and technology, the environmental pollution it produces is within a controllable range.

The only thing you have to pay attention to when setting off firecrackers is that you have to watch out for vehicles parked on the side of the road.

The evening of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Qi Jie, the fat-faced girl, Xiaoya, and the proprietress sat around the really nice restaurant together.

The chef has already prepared the dishes, just waiting for the dumplings to be put into the pot in the early morning, and then sitting around the table to watch the annual Spring Festival party in Huaguo to celebrate the New Year.

Originally, Qi Jie planned to go to Chejiang, or Hujiang, on the one hand, you can travel, on the other hand, to see the friends you met at the beginning, although they have become best friends with each other, but since the last goodbye, several people only chatted a few words on the Internet, and then it was like a classmate after graduation, and there was no news.

It's natural.

After all, there are friends around in reality, and distance has become a river of friendship. Qi Jie knew that if she went to Chejiang, then whether it was Tuanzi, Chacha or Weiwei, she would be warmly welcomed, and the relationship would be good again.

Because the distance is close, the alienation of the past has become the beauty of distance.

Perfect things always stay in memory.

Obviously, it didn't work out in the end.

There is news in the garden, and Qi Jie plans to tell the fat-faced girl in the future.

As for the big writer, he is still screwing, but he posted the immortal rebellion on the starting point literature network, and he lives with himself, Qi Jie knows that the hurdle in his heart has passed.

Now he is screwing like this, nothing more than trying to prove that he can succeed. Then he used this transcript to slap the face of the person who looked down on the great writer before, and also used this score to stick it on his back to straighten his spine, and then stood in front of her with a successful posture.

Ridiculous thoughts, childish behavior.

Qi Jie spat out the mentality of a great writer.

In fact, without these, she would still be the same as before, if she doesn't screw it like this, it's okay to succeed, but once she fails, the great writer will only live in decadence in the future.

The proprietress didn't ask Qi Jie to help, just let her sit at the table, and then took Xiaoya with a reluctant face into the kitchen, but the fat-faced girl has developed the temperament of a cook these days, so she has to follow in.

It's nothing more than wanting to show off the skills that he has "worked hard" for.

Qi Jie stared at the TV, but her thoughts had drifted out of the sky.

“…… What are you stunned about, come and come, pack up all the things, and the dumplings will be boiled in a while. ”

Qi Jie came back to her senses, and then smiled and helped clean up the table.

Snack plastic bags, melon seed skins, almonds, dried fruits, fruit cores...... The table was full, and Qi Jie had to fill most of the garbage basket to put these in.

"Mom, how many times did you boil?"

The proprietress was just about to speak, when the voice of the fat girl came from the kitchen.

"Three open meat fillings, just one open vegetarian filling."

"It's not going to give birth, is it?"

"If you're afraid of life, then open it twice, I do it all for my wife at home, and I haven't seen her eat to death."

"Hey, you two are enough, what is the New Year's Eve that can't die, bah bah!"

"Oh."

There was an echo in the kitchen, followed by a whisper.

The proprietress shook her head and sighed, the young people of today are really open-mouthed!

"There is no taboo in children's words."

"Just your sweet mouth, all of them are almost twenty, are you still a child? Then I'm a beautiful girl! ”

Qi Jie said: "You are forever young with me!" ”

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about! I'm only 18! ”

Xiaoya walked out of the kitchen, still holding a plate of dumplings in her hand.

The dumplings are white and fat, like white marble splashing oil, shiny.

The proprietress said while mixing the seasoning: "It's 19 for the New Year, and it's 20 soon." ”

"I only had my birthday in May, and I'm only 19 after May!"

"Say what?"

The fat-faced girl held a plate full of dumplings in one hand: "What nineteen or twenty, the dumplings are all three or four open, hurry up and fish them out, otherwise they will break!" ”

"Phew!"

"Broken peace."

The proprietress turned her head to look at Qi Jie, who was quietly peeling garlic, and smiled gently.

"Don't lose the pen, talk one by one, if you are a man, I don't know how many people will be lost."

"Really, fake."

Qi Jie's glance is full of charm.

"With my ten years of experience in fishing Kaizi, I'm right!"

"There's a show in the evening, right? Can't you lose, dress up as a man and show it to your aunt? ”

"No......"

Qi Jie was a little hesitant, but she was still very excited, after all, she hadn't worn men's clothes for a long time.

It's so nostalgic.

"Men's clothing?"

The chubby-faced girl and Xiaoya's eyes lit up together, alas, this is a good idea!

"You must be stylish as a man!"

Xiaoya can't wait to see Qi Jie's men's clothes, she has always felt that Qi Jie is very manly.

Qi Jie didn't answer this, just glanced at the time, and then smiled: "It's twelve o'clock, let's eat dumplings." ”

"Still joking? Xiaoya go to the store and the door is closed, there will be a fuss for a while, and it's okay to close the door if you get drunk again, I'll go up and get a set of men's clothes. ”

"Order!"

"Hey, hey, you're not!"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

Qi Jie glanced at the fat-faced girl, with a slight idiot on her face. The wicked smile of the Han attribute can't help but support his forehead.

You should go to Chejiang!

There are three kinds of fillings for this dumpling, pure meat, cabbage meat, and leek eggs.

Qi Jie prefers leek eggs, although they have a more punchy taste.

In fact, it should be said that this habit was developed when he was still a man, after all, a man knows the function of leeks, "Zhuang. Yang. The word "grass" is not just a matter of words.

Someone even made up a story about it.

Said that one day the family came to the guest, the hostess made celery, the guest said, "Celery kills sperm, leeks are strong. Yang", the hostess hurriedly pushed the celery in front of the guests, and then made another plate of leeks and put them in front of her husband.

Leeks are not strong in the end. Many people don't know the effect of yang, just like women like to eat pig's trotters, saying that collagen can be beautified, but in fact, collagen is a macromolecule that the human body can't absorb at all.

So, something is expensive, not how good it is, it's just that it has demand.

With demand, there is naturally a market.

A table of dishes, a person holds a large and large disc in the center of the table, and it is full of dumplings.

There were no drinks on the table, and at the suggestion of the hostess, they were all replaced with beer.

Qi Jie didn't like the bitter taste, but the atmosphere made it, and she drank too much unconsciously.

At this time, Qi Jie was naturally measured, and took the initiative to hand over the initiative at the dinner table, with full authority to be led by the proprietress to lead the rhythm, she served as a harlequin, specializing in shaking the burden for the proprietress, so although there were few people, it was very lively.

The windows have been completely covered by moisture, and those inside cannot see the outside, nor can the curiosity outside.

The proprietress drank and forgot that her daughter was on the table, and the romantic things of her youth came out of her mouth, and the fat-faced girl and Xiaoya chatted about the invincible stage of the third sister in their free time, but Qi Jie occasionally asked Xiaoya about her homework, but she was like a mother. Target.

After a meal, Qi Jie, who was not good at drinking, felt that she was fluctuating and inexplicably excited.

The white face was flushed, and the eyes were slightly blurred and shiny.

The others were also very drunk, and the best one was the proprietress who hooked her lips like a fox, and then looked like she was drunk.

"Come and be happy, make a game later, whoever loses changes to men's clothes, and see who is the most stylish!"

"Change into men's clothes!"

"I'm going to wear a man's clothes!"

Qi Jie raised his hand high: "Okay!" ”