3, Wonderful Chinese New Year's Eve Dinner (Part II)
Looking at the angry Song Wenbin, Huo Yu was stunned for a moment, put down the food and chased out. After another half an hour, Huo Yu came back with a bag of gold ingots made of dark coins and paper. Song Wenbin was in a better mood at this time, and he nodded with satisfaction after flipping through the paper money. Asked, "What do you want to eat at night?" β
"Whatever, whatever you want... Uh, are you burning all this paper money? β
Song Wenbin was very surprised by Huo Yu's question, and said, "Isn't it for burning, but still for flowers, why don't you even know this." β
"I...."Huo Yu scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I don't have much time to live in China. β
"Huh?" Song Wenbin was very strange, he held the pork in the plastic bag and asked, "You speak Cantonese so well, isn't your hometown from Guangdong?" It stands to reason that the traditional customs in Guangdong are still quite strong, how can you not know about burning paper, they still have dragon lanterns and lion dances for the New Year, and this habit in our family has disappeared. β
But Huo Yu didn't answer his question, just absentmindedly rummaged through the things in the bag, took out a sand boiler, and asked, "Do you know about the side stove?" β
"What is a side stove?" Song Wenbin asked.
"Casserole, vegetables... Seafood, stock stewed together.... I guess so... I can't tell...."
"Clear soup hot pot?"
"Almost...."
"You can leave it there, I'll see the recipe later."
"Okay."
Song Wenbin is not the one who breaks the casserole and asks to the end, Huo Yu doesn't say that he doesn't ask much, he chops the meat filling and noodles by himself, and wraps more than 30 dumplings, after wrapping the dumplings, he took a look at the side stove again, and found that it was not complicated, and the dishes sent by Yang Xu were enough. So he made a fire, stewed the stock, and mixed the sauce.
Huo Yu, who has always had excess energy, seemed to be a little wilted suddenly this night, when Song Wenbin was preparing various foods, she took this apple, stood next to him and nibbled on it, saying that learning was not like learning, and that inspection was not like inspection, anyway, she just watched.
When the soup was stewed, Song Wenbin had nothing to do, so he ran to the playground downstairs of the dormitory with the bag of dark coins, squatted by the tree and began to burn the paper, he divided the banknotes into two piles, one for the ancestors of his grandmother's family, and the other for the ancestors of his father's family.
When he was burning, he still read some words, saying something about his unfilial piety, can't go to the grave this year, can't go to the firecrackers and the like, and by the way, he cursed with his deceased grandfather to the program team, and after cursing, he hugged them as usual, saying that he made some money this year. I hope my grandparents can bless him with more money in the coming year.
When he was burning paper money with a stick over there, Huo Yu stood next to him and looked at him curiously, listening to his broken thoughts. Finally, when Song Wenbin finished burning the two piles of paper, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you talking to.... Who speaks? β
"My grandparents." Song Wenbin said as a matter of course.
"Dead people?" Huo Yu asked.
Song Wenbin's face immediately fell: "Put your fart, can you be more auspicious during the New Year, death is like life, what do you know?" β
Very rare, Huo Yu didn't get angry after being scolded by him, she said, "Then I'll burn it too." β
"Huh? Then you can buy your own paper money and go to it. β
"You teach me." Huo Yu said.
"I still want to teach you how to burn paper." Song Wenbin was speechless, "Is it difficult to pile up the paper and burn it?" β
Huo Yu seemed to be a little confused.
Song Wenbin went back upstairs after burning the paper, he set a table in his dormitory, cooked a few dumplings and put them on the table, and then kowtowed to his ancestors a few times. However, when he went out with the dumplings and was about to put the food in the ash pile, he saw that Huo Yu had really made a pile of banknotes, and he was actually going to put the banknotes on the ash pile he had burned to continue burning.
Song Wenbin almost fainted without being angry.
"Go away!! That's my ancestor!! β
He roared filial piety, waved his arm vigorously, and drove Huo Yu away, "You burn paper for your family to burn it next to it!" β
Huo Yu was a little confused with a money bag, and the angry Song Wenbin picked up the money she threw down, put it under another tree, and said loudly: "Why don't you have any common sense!" How can anyone burn paper on someone else's pile of paper money!? Isn't that confusing!? β
"Confused?"
"Nonsense, I'll burn a bunch, you burn a bunch on top, how can they divide it when they go to the sky, fight!"
Huo Yu was a little ashamed when she saw Song Wenbin speaking seriously, but then she pushed Song Wenbin even more angrily: "Let you teach you not to teach!" If something happens, you have to scold me! β
Song Wenbin has never seen burning paper and still has to teach.
He reluctantly threw the dumplings into his ash heap and said: "You pile paper money on the ground, this is for your most important deceased relatives, generally speaking, you have to set off a firecracker before burning it to let them come." But now the state is not allowed to put it, so you just burn it, but remember to be a little sincere, let them bless you more, and if you have any wishes, you can also tell your ancestors, and they will make it come true. β
Huo Yu nodded, put the banknotes on the ground and lit them, only a bunch of them.
Although it was strange, Huo Yu only burned a bunch of money. Song Wenbin used to order four or five piles in his hometown, but he was not a curious person after all, so he just handed her a burning stick and told her: "Remember not to scratch too much, otherwise the money will not be easy to spend." β
Huo Yu whispered, "Got it." β
Huo Yu began to burn paper, and at the same time learned Song Wenbin to start reading in pieces, but the pieces were all in Cantonese, and Song Wenbin couldn't understand them.
After making sure that there was no problem with her burning paper, Song Wenbin went back and made a video call to her family. While on the phone, he heard the sound of firecrackers in the distance. The New Year's flavor of Guangdong seems to be stronger than that of his hometown.
After a while, Huo Yu came up, and Song Wenbin was opening the table, but he saw tears on her face, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Sensing Song Wenbin's gaze, Huo Yu quickly wiped his eyes and said, "That smoke is too smoky, which way I go and the wind blows." β
"That's how you burn paper." Song Wenbin said with a smile.
He took a bowl for Huo Yu and said, "Just a stove and a dumpling, let's take a meal." β
"Hmm." Huo Yu said, "I'll go get two bottles of beer." β
She took two bottles of beer and sat down at the small table in Song Wenbin's dormitory, opened the bottle and touched him, and then there was no sound.
Song Wenbin looked at Huo Yu opposite the steaming sand boiler in front of him, and looked at her inexplicably dull face under the smoke, feeling a little confused.
This is the first time he has spent the New Year with a colleague outside of home, but this colleague is a little too strange, obviously when there are so many people on the playground on weekdays, he looks like a big old man. You can have a few words with anyone, and you don't have mercy when you beat him. But now when they are the only ones left, they seem to have lost their voices and become mute, and they seem to be a little restrained.
I don't know why, looking at Huo Yu sitting opposite with a silent appearance, Song Wenbin suddenly missed Su Tina very much, he felt that if Su Tina was here, the atmosphere would not be so stiff.
I don't know what Sutina is doing now, only the two of them are really lonely, and it won't be like this if the three of them celebrate the New Year together.
"Sue...."
"I...."
"You speak first."
"You speak first."
Song Wenbin was speechless.
This Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is also too embarrassing.
"What is Sutina doing now? Can she come over for dinner? Song Wenbin asked.
"She is now in the history museum, and she is stricter than us, and I heard that she is not allowed to bring her mobile phone." After a pause, Huo Yu said softly: "But she seems to be very happy, like a fish in water, probably there is a lot of knowledge there." β
"It's so good," Song Wenbin said duplicitously.
"What did you just want to say?" Song Wenbin asked.
"Nothing." Huo Yu shook his head.
"Say whatever you want, just the two of us, it's rare that we can chat."
Huo Yu still didn't speak, silently holding the lettuce in the side stove with a fast child.
Song Wenbin, who could only find something to say, sighed helplessly and said, "Actually, you speak Cantonese quite well." β
"Really?" Huo Yu was surprised.
"Can you teach me a few words?" Song Wenbin said.
"What do you want to learn?"
"The simplest, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."
βyaοΌyiοΌsenοΌseiοΌmuοΌlouοΌcaοΌbaβ
Huo Yu said.
Song Wenbin read it along.
Huo Yu couldn't help laughing.
It's hilarious.
"What are you laughing at, I can still sing Cantonese songs. People have been adrift in Guangdong for ten years...."
Song Wenbin sang it, but Huo Yu laughed even harder.
"Don't laugh, you can't sing a Cantonese song for me."
Song Wenbin said.
Huo Yu shook his head: "I don't have all five tones." β
"I used to win in the national team and didn't sing." Song Wenbin asked.
Huo Yu shook his head.
"What medal have you ever won, the Olympics?"
"I haven't been to the Olympics." Huo Yu said: "I won the European Championships, the women's 48kg class. β
Song Wenbin was stunned, and the shrimp in his mouth fell into the bowl.
That... It seems to be a great game....
"When did you get it?"
"14 years." Huo Yu took a sip of beer and said expressionlessly.
Song Wenbin was stunned.
14 years, fucking it was nine years ago.... The ..... in front of you I think I'm only about twenty-three or fourteen years old..... When she won the European Championships....
"You've made a good stew on the stove." Huo Yu said expressionlessly: "A little talented." β
"What are you kidding.... Did you win the European Championship at the age of fourteen? Song Wenbin muttered.
"Fifteen." Huo Yu corrected him: "I'm 99 years old." β
"Then why are you retiring?" Song Wenbin shouted: "You are so talented, you should go to win the Olympic gold medal with your talent!" Why shoot this ..... here"
"I'm tired of the teacher, you're becoming curious."
Huo Yu put down his fast son and said faintly.
"Isn't that human?" Song Wenbin was shocked: "I thought, I thought... You didn't win the championship so you retired, but you.... You have a better future. β
Huo Yu was silent again.
"Speak, is there anything that can't be said, I've already ......" Song Wenbin wanted to talk about the Siberian stubble, but he had a headache when he thought about it.
Huo Yu sighed and asked, "What about you, I hate the teacher." You just asked me, but you never said why you did live streaming. β
"Me? Why am I not doing live streaming? I can't win the European Championship at the age of 15! β
"But don't you already have a job now?"
Huo Yu asked: "The seal gave you a job, if the filming is successfully completed this season, it is reasonable and normal to increase your salary to 30,000 a month, but I see that you seem to have been thinking about your past work." β
"Who is too much money?" Song Wenbin said in a heartfelt manner: "I live broadcast while getting a salary, isn't my income higher?" β
"Is it really because of money?" Huo Yu asked.
Song Wenbin was asked suddenly, the expression on his face gradually disappeared, and he silently drank the hot pot soup and became silent.
Huo Yu became interested, she smiled: "How about it, you tell me why you did the live broadcast, and I will tell you why you retired, can you do it?" β
Song Wenbin smiled and didn't take the stubble.
After the two of them silently ate the stove for a full minute, Song Wenbin couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, you know, if I really have a choice, I probably won't do a live broadcast." β
"Oh?" Huo Yu immediately became interested, she leaned closer, "Why?" β
"I know that sometimes those words, those lives, are actually stupid. Sometimes I'm like a clown, giving up my dignity to make others happy, but after all, this is what I can do. β
Song Wenbin stuck the fish in the bowl with a fast son and whispered: "What's the way not to do it, I don't know how your grades are in cultural classes, anyway, I'm the kind of person who can only get 15 points if you give me a math paper, it's not that I haven't worked hard, it's just that there are some things that I can't work hard." Even if I really tried hard, I ended up with a 15-point paper. β
Song Wenbin shook his head: "Just because I can score 15 doesn't mean that I don't envy those who score 150, I'm very envious." I envy that they can solve problems that I can't understand at all in the applause of teachers and classmates, and I envy the scene of them feasting guests when they are admitted to prestigious universities, but I can't do it, I can't do it even if I try, because I'm so envious, so I simply don't get stimulated by that, and I drop out. β
After taking a sip of beer, Song Wenbin smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "In the first few years after dropping out of school, I even dreamed of going back to school to repeat, do you know that kind of fear? The fear of having the same dream every night. But even when I dreamed, I dreamed of myself being at a loss for a math paper. I dreamed that I was repeating in high school repeatedly, and I failed again and again. If you can't repeat high school, you have to repeat junior high school, and I, a person in my twenties, sat in a class with a group of 15-year-old children, but I couldn't even pass the 15-year-old test. β
Huo Yu looked at Song Wenbin on the other side of the stove in astonishment.
Song Wenbin said calmly: "It wasn't until I did a live broadcast later that I had my own fans." With my own income, my nightmare gradually disappeared. Although this job is not very high-minded, it is just to amuse others. But I love it so much that it keeps me from being tormented by nightmares and allows me to find at least a little bit of value in existence. β
After being stunned for a long time, Huo Yu trembled and said, "You love it." β
"Yes." Song Wenbin said softly: "I miss my fans, I am one with them. Whatever they want me to say, I'll say. They want to see what I do, and I do it. β
Huo Yu looked at Song Wenbin on the other side of the stove, the expression on the man's face was something she had never seen before.
She gasped for a few breaths, then drank the beer and said, "Then after you unblock, will you continue to broadcast live?" β
"Yes." Song Wenbin said firmly.
The beer can is instantly pinched into a pie.
"Anti-female and anti-life?" Huo Yu asked in disbelief.
Song Wenbin shrugged: "As long as they are tired of engaging in confrontation, I will not oppose women, as long as they want to see it, I don't mind." β
Huo Yu's eyes were big, and he stared at Song Wenbin with a ghostly expression.
"I'm done." Song Wenbin said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that the ordinary boy's ordinary thinking about you has arrived." β
Huo Yu tilted her head and looked at the ceiling, and after a while, she sneered: "Le Baishi." β
"Robust?" Song Wenbin was puzzled.
"I returned to China to endorse Robust, and my coach insisted that I endorse Nongfu Spring." Huo Yu said.
"Ah????h
"I'm not happy and retired." Huo Yu said.
"Ah?????h
Song Wenbin made an incomprehensible voice.
"Ahh Huo Yu said irritably, she gulped down the shrimp.
"Are you stupid for me??" Song Wenbin was shocked, "I said so much, you just perfunctory me, the ghost believes this kind of thing!" How many people who lack eyes will retire because of this!! β
"I don't have eyes." Huo Yu said indifferently: "Eat and eat, where are there so many problems?" β