1177 Can You Make Dumplings?

Chinese New Year's Eve.

For the rest of my life, I sat on the sofa early, looking at the couplet in front of me, a little nervous.

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

They first looked at each other, said to each other earnestly, and then, very solemnly, took the couplet sacredly, walked outside the door, and clumsily pasted the couplet on the door.

During this period, it happened that the neighbors were also pasting couplets, and they also showed a polite smile to the two of them for the rest of their lives, and greeted the New Year in a friendly manner.

For the rest of my life, time, I turned around collectively and replied with a serious sentence of 'Happy New Year'.

Looking at the rest of his life with such a look, the neighbor was a little confused, and he didn't know if he should respond with the same seriousness.

The New Year's...

Neither of them is laughing?

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long, and after they finished posting the couplet, they returned to the room.

"During the New Year, you have to grab red envelopes."

"Do you have a group?"

Time turned to look at Yu Sheng and asked.

Yu Sheng nodded: "There is one." ”

"I didn't."

Time spoke softly.

"I'll pull you."

The rest of his life pulled the time into their 'bigger and stronger' class of 140 classmates.

"Sister-in-law?"

"Sister-in-law?"

“???”

"Doghead."

But in the blink of an eye, a string of messages popped up.

Time was at a loss: "Why do they call me sister-in-law?" ”

Yu Sheng shook his head slightly, his expression calm: "I don't know, but it's very troublesome and boring to explain this kind of thing." ”

"Hmm."

Time nodded slightly.

Then the two stared silently at the phone screen, falling into silence.

After a long time.

"They... No red envelopes were sent. ”

"Hmm."

"Will they send it?"

"I don't know."

"We send it ourselves, grab it ourselves, okay?"

"It should be."

"Then I'll send it."

Another weird Q&A, time operated the mobile phone, and sent out a red envelope.

In just a few seconds, the red envelopes were sold out.

"Long live sister-in-law!"

"I knew there would be a red envelope today, and I was going to get rich!"

"Voice message (Wang)."

The crowd became boiling again.

But time and the rest of my life are even more silent.

"I sent it, they didn't."

"I lost..."

Time speaks quietly.

"Hmm."

Yu Sheng nodded.

"But you robbed me of my red envelope, and you earned it."

Time turned his head, looked at the rest of his life, and spoke.

The rest of his life was silent, and he also sent a red envelope out.

After having two red envelopes in a row, the group was really lively, and the red envelopes kept floating out, until Sun Wen made his debut, and the wind in the group changed from praising his sister-in-law to wishing Boss Sun good health and a happy New Year.

The main thing is that there are 88 red envelopes in a row, which is a little too shocking.

"Grab the red envelope..."

"It doesn't seem to be much fun."

After the fierce rain of red envelopes, Time put down the phone, still a little bit unsure of what the fun is.

Money?

"I have to cook at noon during the Spring Festival."

"The words of two people... Eight courses. ”

This requirement is still very simple for them for the rest of their lives, and the dishes they make may not be particularly good-looking, nor will they be a peerless delicacy, but at least they are not unpalatable.

The two sat at the table, eating their own meals, cleaning the kitchen, and quietly waiting for the evening to come.

It is said that the night of Chinese New Year's Eve is the most lively.

Two silent people in the room, it's hard to have any lively atmosphere.

Time passes.

Night falls.

The two turned on the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala seriously.

It's just that the calm expression is out of place compared to the warm atmosphere inside.

"It's time for fireworks."

Time glanced at the time and said suddenly.

Yu Sheng nodded.

The two of them went downstairs, took out the fireworks piled up like a hill in the mountain and river bottle, and lit them in turn.

Bright fireworks lit up almost the entire night sky.

Not only for the rest of his life, but also in the entire Canghai City, there are fireworks constantly blooming.

The two kept putting it away, looking up at the night sky.

A full hour passed.

"Fireworks... It's beautiful. ”

Time whispered.

Yu Sheng nodded in agreement: "Well, maybe, I know why fireworks are going to be set off during the Spring Festival." ”

The two of them put away the waste fireworks box on the ground and went back upstairs.

"Do you know how to make dumplings?"

Time suddenly asked.

Yu Sheng was stunned and shook his head slightly.

"You can learn."

"Okay."

The two looked at the tutorial on their phones, clumsy noodles, mixing stuffing....

A series of operations tossed into the night.

But they always maintained that serious look.

Even though the time had already passed twelve o'clock, they did not give up.

In the end, looking at the boiled, very ugly dumplings, they ate very happily.

"Happy Chinese New Year."

"Happy Chinese New Year."

The two looked at each other again, spoke slowly, and finally, at the same time, showed a faint smile.

And the other side.

Ink City.

"Old white ape, the first step is to fall, is it the people's heart?"

Yu Mo looked at the news in his hand and frowned slightly.

Just on New Year's Day.

There are four passes of the human race, and at the same time, there is a demon lord who shouts.

"Demon Domain, I wish the Terrans a happy new year!"

And outside the pass, a batch of demon plants and demon crystals were placed as gifts to congratulate the Terran New Year.

(Today, a special day, the first anniversary of the ghost finishing this book, the first anniversary of the town demon closing the book, or rather, the birthday of the rest of his life...) I feel a little emotional, unconsciously, I have been writing a book in Tomato for two years, and I have been with you for two years. )

(The reason for the sudden sensationalism is because... This kind of important day, isn't it... Can you ask for a wave of tips? )

(Finally, the Demon Pass has entered the late stage, and the tenth volume is about to open, and the days of the Demon Town Pass accompanying everyone have come to an end... )