Three days later, on the first day of the first lunar month, the Chinese festival, also known as the "New Year" in most countries around the world, is the first day of the year.

The rare clear sky was shimmered with red glow, and the long-lost sunlight brought warmth and vitality to this frosty and snow-filled land through the cold mist.

Most of the survivors of the villa got up early and gathered in the courtyard to enjoy the rare winter sunshine.

Lao Zhao spread out a wooden round table in the center of the courtyard, and when he saw this with Luo Baochun, he stepped forward curiously and said, "Hey, Lao Zhao, morning, what are you doing here?" ”

Lao Zhao was worried that no one would help him with the work, and when he saw that Hot Spring Xin was automatically sent to the door, he didn't need it, so he happily pulled out the plastic cling film from the pocket of the down jacket, and he took out one and handed it to the former's hand and said: "It's just right to come, let's put this on the table with me." ”

Without the slightest preparation, Hot Spring Xin was arrested like this, perhaps it was the warmth of Yangguan that made his thinking dull, he almost subconsciously cooperated with Lao Zhao's work, and they paved 3 layers in succession, until Lao Zhao clapped his hands and shouted to stop after the entire wooden table surface was all covered.

"Alas, no, Lao Zhao, you still tell me which play you are singing?

"Xiao Wen, this is the play I want to sing today."

Dressed in a pale pink cotton apron, Wei Yang walked out of the villa briskly, holding a stainless steel vegetable basin in her hand, and after she put the vegetable basin on the wooden table in the center of the courtyard, Hot Spring Xin hurriedly stretched out her head and confirmed: "Noodles!" ”

"Hehe, yes, this is Xiao Wang's reconciliation last night, how about Xiao Wen, it's not bad to wake up!" For the post-80s generation of children, there are not too many who can make pasta. Especially young people like Xiao Wang, who were born and grew up in the south.

Hot Spring Xin took a closer look, and gave a thumbs up without hesitation: "Yes, Xiao Wang, good craftsmanship." But what are you doing here? ”

"Make dumplings!"

Making dumplings Hot Spring Xin doesn't feel strange, after all, noodles are nothing more than doing these jobs, but if you make dumplings, you will make dumplings. Why do you want to get a table and run to the courtyard to wrap it, is it because there are many people here, and you plan to show off your craft? With psychological questions, Hot Spring Xin asked: "Why don't you make this bag of dumplings in the living room, why are you running here?" ”

"Hehe, let me ask you what day it is today?" Wei Yang asked, putting disposable gloves on his hands.

To be honest, the last days are chaotic and not as disciplined as in the past. I have to go to work every day, so now few people will deliberately remember what dates and months, for the current survivors, a day is a day, and I will go to God to report on it one day, so instead of wasting my brain to remember those useless things, it is better to cover my head and sleep in reality.

After all, consuming brain cells is equivalent to consuming one's own physical strength, and the most precious thing in this world is materials, so it is better to do less of such a cost-effective thing.

"Today is New Year's Day!" Seeing that Hot Spring Xin was crying, he looked up and thought for a long time, but he didn't have an answer. Luo Baochun, who was standing beside him, simply replied for him.

"Oh, yes. Not to mention that I forgot, it's New Year's Day. But this New Year's Day is with you...... Matter? Hot Spring Xin still pointed to the wooden table with an incomprehensible expression.

"You want to eat dumplings on New Year's Day, and you also want everyone to be reunited on New Year's Day, so this dumpling is only meaningful if everyone makes it out together." After that, Wei Yang took out a stack of disposable gloves and handed them to Hot Spring Xin's hand: "Comrade Xiao Wen." I'll get rid of you on the task of greeting everyone, and I'll go into the house and serve the dumpling filling. ”

"Alas...... Not ......"

"Do a good job, I'll go give Xiao Wang a hand!" Lao Zhao saw that Hot Spring Xin looked at him, and he hurriedly patted the other party's shoulder and said a word of encouragement. Disappear in a flash.

"I ......" Looking at the disposable gloves in his hand, Hot Spring Xin shook his head helplessly and laughed twice.

Soon, the originally quiet villa courtyard became a place for everyone to laugh and busy, and after being excited, Hot Spring Xin did not forget to ridicule the two kings, the masterpieces of the Tang two: "Ah, my mother, what am I talking about." Wei Yang, this dumpling-making job is not something that anyone can do, you see that some people make it, that thing is still a bit dumpling-shaped, isn't it? It's just this congenitally deficient thing, why don't you go to the pot when you turn around, comrades, I have a hunch, this big guy is estimated to be able to drink boiled noodles and meatball soup. ”

"Boiled noodles and meatball soup...... Hahahaha! The more Wang Zhongyu pondered these words, the more incisive and funny he felt, and under the influence of his unbridled laughter, the others finally couldn't bear it anymore and laughed along.

As the so-called few families are happy and a few are sad, the big guy is laughing and happy, when he is happy, but Tang Xiaoquan and Wang Qiang are embarrassed, although Hot Spring Xin did not point out by name who the characters involved in his words are, but looking at the deformed work in their hands, they still have this self-knowledge.

"Okay, Xiao Wen, don't say that, let's get together to make dumplings today, the important thing is to feel the atmosphere of reunion, it doesn't matter how you wrap it."

Tang Xiaoquan glanced at his beloved gratefully, but Wei Yang's remarks were not just to help him and Wang Qiang break the siege.

She is more of a good expectation, along the way, their team of survivors has experienced too many lives and deaths, gathering and dispersing.

She has long regarded everyone here as her family, and she is afraid that in the future begging birthday, the people in front of her will leave her one by one for one reason or another.

So she cherishes the time with the big guy now, on the occasion of the New Year's Day members, get the big guy together to make dumplings, she just wants to pray for everyone in this way, hoping that God can make her and all her family members be as happy as this moment, and live happily ever after.

Hot Spring Xin's original intention was just to make the atmosphere, not to embarrass Tang and Wang, and now to Wei Yang said this, but also let him find the handle of the spoof, he poked Wang Zhongyu next to him in a weird way and said: "Alas, Zhongyu, see it, what is love, this is called love, this has not passed the door, the little couple is closely united on the same front!" ”

"Oops...... Xiao Wen ...... You...... Don't talk nonsense. Wei Yang's little face flushed with shame, although his mouth was a little unhappy, but his psychology was happy.

"Little Lieutenant, don't be afraid of Xiao Wen's big mouth, if he dares to make fun of you again, listen to me, deduct his food, and see if he dares to talk nonsense!" (To be continued......)