In the past, as long as it was winter, even if it was the capital of the Ming Dynasty, the capital of Beijing, on the street during the day, in addition to those who were forced by life, they had to go out to beg for a living, and the slightly richer families, who were not hiding at home and guarding the stove.

But today's people seem to have the ability to not be afraid of the cold winter, although the weather during the day has approached zero, but still can't stop people's enthusiasm for the Spring Festival.

Wangfujing, Guijie, Sanlitun, Zhang Jingchu's understanding of the capital made Zhang Chu ashamed, which place was the most lively, which place had the most food and fun, she seemed to know everything.

After coming to this era, Zhang Chu rarely had the leisure time to feel the capital of the Ming Dynasty again, this place is indeed different from before, or in other words, except for the Forbidden City, there are few places that can make him feel familiar.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as she returned home, Zhang Jingchu began to work for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Zhang Chu wanted to say that it was simple, but he really didn't have much expectations for Zhang Jingchu's cooking skills.

But Zhang Jingchu said that the important thing about the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is not eating, but the sense of ceremony.

That's what she said, and that's what she did.

Roast chicken is ready-made, meaning good luck; The fish is braised in a braised color, which means that there is more than enough every year; Stir-fried sausage with leeks means a long time; Stir-fried beef with green onions, meaning that the cow is angry; Fried meatballs, meaning reunion; Chilled yuba means full of blessings.

Zhang Chu said so much for the first time, and suddenly looked forward to the next Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

"What time is it?"

It was freezing outside, and Zhang Jingchu was busy in the kitchen.

"Half past six."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingchu sped up again.

"You can't eat too late for Chinese New Year's Eve......"

"Whose family eats early, whose family will have good fortune in the coming year?"

Throughout the day, no matter what happened, Zhang Jingchu could be linked to financial luck, and Zhang Chu gradually learned.

"That's right!"

There was another sound of firecrackers outside, which was sparse at first, but soon became one, and the sound was also from far and near.

"The people who set off the cannon are all ready to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner!"

Zhang Jingchu poured the cut beef into the pot, making a sizzling sound.

"Shall we fire the cannon?"

Zhang Chu is like a student at the moment, no matter what he does, he has to ask Zhang Jingchu.

There are too many rules for the New Year, and on this day, he doesn't know how many taboos he has committed.

"Let's go!"

With the permission of grace, Zhang Chu went to Zhang Jingchu's house to move the firecrackers out, and followed her example in the morning, scattered the firecrackers, and spread them in the yard.

Cracking sound!

Zhang Jingchu also walked out, looking at the flickering fire in the yard, and couldn't help laughing.

This is the third Spring Festival after she came to the capital.

In the past, every time she celebrated the Spring Festival, she was alone, cooking a bowl of noodles, adding a poached egg, and dried meat sent by her parents, and eating it coldly, even if it was the New Year.

This year, there is more Zhang Chu around him...... Neighbors, it's finally a bit of a New Year's holiday.

He took a deep breath and turned back to the kitchen.

The last dish is on the table, and their Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is about to begin.

The time has come to eight o'clock, turn on the TV, and it is the time when the Spring Festival Gala is broadcast.

"Drinking?"

Zhang Chu held the wine bottle and looked at Zhang Jingchu.

This time, Zhang Jingchu did not refuse, picked up the wine glass and greeted it.

"It's the New Year, drink a little!"

This bottle of wine is Zhang Chu's only gain from shopping today.

Moutai!

Not because it's the best, it's because it's the most expensive.

In the past, Zhang Chu's favorite was the liquor secretly brewed by a subordinate, and when he drank it in one gulp, it seemed to be on fire from his throat to his stomach.

Every time he takes money to kill, he has to drink a pot, so that when he starts, he doesn't have to listen to the target's wail clearly, which can be regarded as self-deception.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

Zhang Jing saw Zhang Chu about to drink the wine glass when she saw her for the first time, so she hurriedly stopped her.

Belch?

"Is that the rule?"

Zhang Jing smiled when she heard this, and suddenly felt that Zhang Chu seemed to be from another world, otherwise, she didn't seem to understand anything.

"What a sense of ceremony!"

Zhang Chu was stunned, and also smiled: "Then I wish ...... Blessings and well-being! ”

This sentence is what his subordinates used to say when they greeted Zhang Chu during the Spring Festival.

Zhang Jingchu listened to it and felt fresh, and also followed the learning: "Blessing and health!" ”

After taking a sip, I felt a spicy taste fill my mouth, so I quickly picked up my chopsticks and put a piece of beef in my mouth.

Salty!

What is her cooking skills, Zhang Jingchu naturally knows that she rarely cooks at home in the past, at most she cooks noodles, and occasionally stir-fried vegetables to eat.

Learning how to cook started after becoming neighbors with Zhang Chu.

Although I tried hard, I really didn't have any talent.

Just thinking about it, he saw Zhang Chu add a chopstick fish, and his eyes followed the piece of fish into Zhang Chu's mouth.

"How?"

It's a little bitter, and it's a little fishy.

"Very good!"

In the past, when I went out on business, sometimes I was in a hurry, missed the accommodation, and could only sleep in the wilderness, catching a fish and roasting it directly on the fire, that taste......

Even those who have never eaten it have guessed that it is not delicious.

Zhang Jingchu also took a pair of chopsticks, and frowned when she put them in her mouth.

"I seem to have broken the bitter gall of a fish!"

Zhang Chu smiled when he heard this: "The sense of ceremony is the most important!" ”

This comforting sentence also made Zhang Jingchu laugh.

Zhang Chu then diverted the topic, pointed to the TV and asked, "Why is there still Hongyi?" ”

On the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, several foreigners were talking cross talk.

Hongyi?

This title sounds fresh.

Zhang Jingchu glanced up: "What's new here, are there still fewer foreigners we met in Wangfujing today?" ”

In the past Ming Dynasty, there were also many foreigners, these people crossed the ocean to the Ming Dynasty, the purpose was to preach, one of them named Tang Ruowang was also recommended to be an official in the court, serving as the Qin Tianjian, responsible for compiling the calendar.

Zhang Chu has been reading history books these days, and the name of Tang Ruowang has been mentioned on it, and after the death of the Ming Dynasty, he took refuge in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and was almost executed by Ling Chi because of strange theories.

Just before the execution, there was an earthquake in Beijing, and the Manchu Emperor granted amnesty to the world, which saved the life of this foreigner.

The monarch's father died, and as a minister, he couldn't keep the festival and be loyal, and he was also disloyal and unjust.

Far from it.

Zhang Chu and Zhang Jingchu were eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner while watching the Spring Festival Gala, the bottle of Moutai, Zhang Jingchu only drank one glass, and the rest all went into Zhang Chu's stomach.

Sure enough, everything is expensive.

Boom!

There was a sudden sound, and before Zhang Chu could react, Zhang Jingchu had already rushed to the door and looked up at the sky.

"Zhang Chu, come on, set off fireworks!"

The time is close to midnight, and the fireworks show in the capital has also begun, and every household has taken out the fireworks prepared in advance and displayed them one after another.

For a moment, the dark night sky seemed to be lit up.

"What about ours? Let's put it together! ”

Zhang Jingchu urged.

When Zhang Chu heard this, he quickly moved the fireworks out, lit the fuse, and with a sound, the fireworks rose into the air and exploded at the highest place, which was dazzling.

At the same time, the mobile phone that Zhang Chu left in the house suddenly rang and hung up.

And Tang Wei, who was far away in Hangzhou, put down the phone, and his mood was difficult to calm down.

She didn't know what was wrong just now, and suddenly wanted to call Zhang Chu, but she didn't even think about what to say.

The experience of that night is an unforgettable memory for any woman.

She gave her most precious thing to Zhang Chu without hesitation.

But after waking up, I didn't know how to face it, so I had to choose to flee back to my hometown.

During this time, Tang Wei wanted to contact Zhang Chu several times, but if he really got in touch, how could he explain his goodbye?

So, so hesitant until the New Year's Day, just when she was having Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with her family, she couldn't control it anymore, casually found an excuse to go to the living room, and dialed the string of numbers that had long been engraved in her heart.

But the prompt only sounded, and Tang Wei hung up in a hurry, she hoped that Zhang Chu would connect, but she was afraid that Zhang Chu would connect.

"Xiao Wei, what are you doing? It's time to cook the rice balls. ”

Hearing her mother calling herself, Tang Wei hurriedly got up, but she couldn't move, looking at the quiet phone call, she was very much looking forward to Zhang Chu calling back in her heart.

But after waiting for a while, Tang Mu had already urged for the third time, and Tang Wei could only shake his head helplessly and go to the kitchen.

"Who did you call just now?"

Tang Wei was stunned when he heard this, lowered his head and said, "No one, it's just ...... A friend, no one answered. ”

"Is that the boy from Shanghai?"

Last year, Tang Wei came back from the capital, and he couldn't get out for a long time, and once the mother and daughter had a heart-to-heart talk, Tang's mother knew that her daughter went to the capital and talked about a love that ended without a problem.

"No, I haven't been in touch with him, it's a friend I met in the capital."

It is said that knowing the daughter is Mo Ruo's mother, how can the emotional fluctuations in the daughter's eyes escape the mother's fiery eyes.

"Xiao Wei, do you like him?"

Tang Wei's heart perked up, and he quickly denied: "No, we haven't known each other for a long time, he helped me, and then he joined the group to film, and I didn't see him again." ”

Tang Wei lied, she didn't want her mother to worry about it.

Alas......

Mother Tang sighed secretly, she could see that her daughter didn't tell the truth, but she didn't ask, in their family, it has always been very democratic, Tang Wei didn't want to say it, so wait for when she wants to say it.

"The water is boiling, let's get the dumplings!"

The picture returns to the capital.

Zhang Jingchu was hurriedly throwing dumplings into the boiling hot water one by one, which were the result of her busy hours in the afternoon.

She is a native of Fujian, and during the Chinese New Year, she is used to eating rice balls, but since she is celebrating the New Year in the capital, it is better to follow the customs of the countryside.

Zhang Chu stood at the door and watched, and his mobile phone rang, it was a text message from Fan Bingbing.

"Happy New Year, Master!"