"By the way, there's another neighbor next door."

Lu Mu said.

Hearing this, Lu Ming subconsciously took precautions, mainly because the previous neighbors Yun Fangfang and Dong Kaige were too outrageous, and they almost sent themselves to those countries in the south where birds don't.

"The person is quite good, it seems that he has just moved here for three or four days."

Lu's mother said: "Your father and I met him a few days ago, helped us fix the brand, very enthusiastic, after a while to make dumplings, you go to send some to others, it seems to be a person to live, and there is no one to accompany the New Year." ”

"Brand?"

Lu Ming was a little puzzled.

"Yes, that, the smoke hotel was not Ma's before, his old man came back, found us once, and said that we can change it directly if we don't use the Ma brand, I thought about it with your dad and changed it. Changed to Tianshui Lake Smoke Hotel. I always feel that other people's brands are not very good. ”

Lu Mu explained, and then looked at Lu Ming suspiciously: "Didn't you see your son when you came back?" ”

"I didn't go through the north gate."

Lu Ming smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Okay, I'll send a little to the neighbor next door when the dumplings are wrapped." ”

Father Lu and Mother Lu are ordinary people, it is not so easy for them to change the brand, and it is a bit difficult, it is also possible for one to accidentally fall and get injured, thinking that the other party helped his parents, so Lu Ming simply nodded.

And if the other party celebrates the New Year alone, it's nothing to send some dumplings.

"Mom, I'll help you."

Lu Ming ran to a board table full of white flour in the living room to help Lu's mother and Lu's father wrap dumplings, while Lu Xuan was not interested and watched TV from the sofa.

"No, Lu Xuan, come here to help!"

Lu Ming greeted.

Before Lu Xuan could reply, Lu Mu said in disgust: "What kind of stuff she packed, it's ugly and big, it must be all broken when it is cooked, let her play there." ”

“.”

Lu Xuan was full of black lines, and said indignantly: "I'm a bun!" That's right, buns! Hum! ”

“.”

At 7:50 p.m., the kitchen of the Lu family was steaming, and plates of dumplings that made people have an appetite were brought to the table, which made people's appetite move.

"Son, go and give two plates to someone."

Lu Mu finally brought out two plates of dumplings and handed them to Lu Ming.

"Okay."

Lu Ming nodded, and directly put the dumplings into the storage space, he found that the storage space is quite convenient for storing food and other things, no matter how long it is stored, it will not spoil when taken out.

"Come back quickly, the Spring Festival Gala will start at eight o'clock."

Lu Mu instructed.

"Got it."

Lu Ming responded and hurriedly went out, wanting to come back to watch the Spring Festival Gala quickly.

Speaking of the Spring Festival Gala, it is one of the traditions of the Great Summer, on Chinese New Year's Eve, all families are reunited, get together to watch the Spring Festival Gala, even those soldiers who can not go home, will usher in a rare rest, gather in the barracks to watch the Spring Festival Gala, the most important thing is that the Spring Festival Gala of the Great Summer is mainly a relaxed and happy, few songs and dances, basically all comedy sketches, funny while needle current affairs, introspection, but also involve some international situations, Lu Ming likes it very much.

For example, the international situation that Lu Ming knew before, and he learned that in addition to CCTV news, there was only the Spring Festival Gala.

So Lu Ming still likes the Spring Festival Gala very much, and after walking out of the villa gate, he hurriedly ran to the original Yun Fangfang's villa and pressed the doorbell at the gate of the courtyard.

Ding Dong –

Ding Dong –

The doorbell rang, accompanied by countless firecrackers, and it was estimated that it was inaudible inside.

However, the sound of the doorbell is mainly to signal that the visitor is useful, and in fact, there is a special source display screen inside the villa to prompt.

After the doorbell rang a few times, Lu Ming heard a sound, and then saw a tall male professional open the door of the villa inside, quickly walked to the gate of the villa manor, and helped Lu Ming open the door, while looking at him with a puzzled face.

The male professional looked to be in his forties, a little younger than Lu's father and mother.

"Hello."

Lu Ming took out two plates of dumplings from the storage space, and explained with a smile: "My name is Lu Ming, I am the neighbor next door, and the one in the cigarette hotel is my parents, and I saw that you were celebrating the New Year alone, so I sent you two plates of dumplings." ”

"Huh? Such! Hahaha, you're welcome. ”

The male professional took the dumplings and smiled enthusiastically: "My surname is Lu, my name is Lu Shen, and I am not alone for the New Year, my wife has always been in the provincial capital with her children to school, and she has no holiday until today, and now she is back, so what, come to my house to eat?" ”

"No, no, my parents are still waiting for me to go back."

Lu Ming hurriedly waved his hand.

"Thank you! It smells so good, thank you! ”

Mr. Lu was very polite, smelled the fragrance of dumplings and said it was really fragrant, and then said a few words of greeting to Lu Ming, and then said goodbye to Lu Ming.

Lu Ming hurriedly returned home, preparing to eat with his family while watching the Spring Festival Gala, and wait until twelve o'clock in the evening to come out to set off firecrackers.

On the other side, Lu Shen returned to the villa with two plates of dumplings, and there was a boy wearing a provincial experimental school uniform in the living room, from his school emblem, he could see his identity as a senior high school student, and there was a middle-aged woman wearing a nightdress next to the junior boy, who was very well maintained, with a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance.

It's just that compared to her beautiful appearance, the words that come out are a little harsh and mean.

"What is this?"

The woman stared at the two plates of dumplings in Lu Shen's hand, her nose fluttering, sniffing carefully.

"Didn't you help the next-door neighbor get a sign a few days ago? Today, people think that I am celebrating the New Year by myself, and I specially let the child send two plates of dumplings over, tsk, it's so fragrant~ There is a lot of it. ”

Lu Shen stretched out his hand to fan the steaming heat, his face was full of salivation, and he beckoned to his son, and said with a smile: "Son, come!" Let's eat together hahaha, I haven't eaten such dumplings for a long time, it reminds me of what your grandmother made for me back then. ”

"What's that?"

Mrs. Lu's nose twitched, a flash of disdain flashed in her eyes, and she said, "A twist of the stuffing of monster meat? Aren't you afraid of getting sick if you eat this thing? You can't give this stuff to my son. ”

Saying that, Mrs. Lu directly took the two plates of dumplings away.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Shen was a little anxious.

"What am I doing? The son finally entered the Shenjiang camp, and he originally planned to register for a shift in the provincial capital, but he had to come to the city, a place where birds don't, to delay time. ”

Mrs. Lu seemed to have been lit with a barrel of explosives, and said sharply: "If you live in Lincheng until the fifteenth day of the first month, and delay for half a month, can your son still catch up with those geniuses?" Everyone is in the provincial capital to receive the assistance of the six-turn auxiliary profession! Isn't this pushing my son into the fire pit? And even if you delay these hours, you still want to give your son a turn of monster broken meat? Are you crazy or am I crazy? Lu Shen! Divorce if you don't want to! I train my son myself, and I don't need your parents to point fingers all the time! ”

“.”

The corners of Lu Shen's mouth twitched, no longer entangled in the problem of dumplings, and said: "The old man asked me to live here, I can't do it, and the old man also said that there is a fate, he will not harm us, but the time has not yet come, and he has not told us yet." ”

"Chance, what chance?! Is there only one turn of broken meat? What is the chance of such a little fart city? ”

Mrs. Lu chattered like a crazy woman: "Are these two plates of broken dumplings a chance?" Xiaopo Lincheng, eating a dumpling in the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve is the lowest monster meat as meat filling, what other opportunities can there be? The old man still has to let us live here until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Lu Shen, do you know what his son's peers are doing now? They are all practicing hard in the martial arts hall! The practice of not returning home! You daddy treasure man, your father asked you to eat, do you want to go? That's enough! ”

“.”

Lu Shen's face changed, and he also had a temper, slapped the table, and said angrily: "My father raised me, let me eat, and I will go!" What's wrong?! Divorce if you don't want to! Get lost! ”

Seeing Lu Shen hardened, Mrs. Lu softened suddenly.

After all, the backbone of this family is Lu Shen, and the economic resources are all Lu Shen, not her, a professional who only has one turn, and Lu Shen's father works in the Provincial Department of Education, and she just cared too much about her son before she spoke wildly, and she usually didn't dare to say a word.

If it's really a divorce, let alone for her baby son to be admitted to an S-level martial arts university, she won't be able to earn even her daily practice expenses!

"Can't I listen? What are you fierce? Thinking about domestic violence, right? ”

Mrs. Lu softened, but her mouth was still unforgiving.

"The old man let me live here, just live here."

Lu Shen waved his hand impatiently and said, "Watch the Spring Festival Gala, let's eat, the dumplings will be poured in a while, and the plate will be returned to others." ”

With such a quarrel, he is not in the mood to eat dumplings.

"Okay."

Mrs. Lu nodded, and then sat on the sofa to eat, the opening of the Spring Festival Gala gradually appeared on the source energy TV, and the son of the Lu family, who was in the third year of high school, stared at the TV in confusion, without any expression, mechanically eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Mrs. Lu kept sandwiching the dishes he didn't like to eat for the child.

"Son, eat, you eat more corn, you have been a picky eater since you were a child, and you must be helped to change your picky eater! Give me all the food! ”

"What are you doing! Looking to play again? It's the third year of high school now, Lu Zihao, can you stop thinking about so many messy things? ”

"Or are you in early love?"

"Hurry up and eat! Don't give me the picky eater! Must eat! ”

“.”

Different from the phenomenon of the Lu family, the Lu family is harmonious.

In addition to dumplings, Lu's father and Lu's mother also made a large table of dishes, basically all of which Lu Ming and Lu Xuan loved to eat, and everyone was too lazy to eat in the restaurant, so they simply ate around the coffee table.

During this period, Lu's father and mother never cared about what the child ate except for telling Lu Xuan to eat less greasy food to avoid stomach acid.

As for Lu Ming, Lu Father and Lu Mother didn't bother to care about Lu Ming at all.

With Lu Ming's current strength, it is not too much to say that it is an iron stomach, and it is a storm to eat, Lu Xuan has just finished gnawing on a small rabbit leg, and the whole rabbit is finished by Lu Ming.

"Ahem, son, let your sister order."

Father Lu coughed embarrassedly and reminded Lu Ming in a low voice.

Only then did Lu Ming notice that Lu Xuan next to him was about to lose his little pearl.

"Hahaha, you speak!"

Lu Ming smiled and sandwiched a few meat dishes for Lu Xuan, and the speed of eating slowed down, mainly because he hadn't eaten at home for too long, so he ate a little faster for a while.

"Thank you, brother!"

Lu Xuan saw that Lu Ming didn't grab it, and showed a happy smile, stuffing something into his mouth like a little squirrel, and glanced at Lu Ming from time to time, for fear that Lu Ming would turn on the "Wind and Clouds" mode.

"Haha, don't be like a little mouse."

Lu Ming rubbed Lu Xuan's head with a smile, signaling him to rest assured, and then turned his attention to the TV.

The Spring Festival Gala has begun, and there are seven or eight hosts, speaking the opening remarks, one of which is Lu Ming, who also knows him, and it is Shang Chan who gave him an interview not long ago, and agreed to give him an exclusive interview after the college entrance examination.

The others are not very familiar with Lu Ming, but they only know that they are the "old faces" who host the Spring Festival Gala every year.

After the simple opening remarks, there were joyful sketches and cross talks, which made Lu Ming and Lu Xuan laugh, and Lu's father and Lu's mother couldn't help laughing.

It is worth mentioning that these actors who starred in sketch cross talk and various programs are not professional actors and stars, this kind of profession does not exist at all in the era of professionals, these actors are all professionals with a certain reputation in Daxia, they have a common hobby, that is, archaeology to find the story in the lost history of Daxia, they have a common organization: Daxia History and Culture Bureau.

Many high-level professionals are willing to show their heads and do this kind of "lowly" thing to entertain the performance, in fact, it is to retain the historical and cultural heritage of Daxia, in their words, the new era has begun, the history of Daxia in the ancient era has been lost too much, through the Spring Festival Gala, everyone can remember their own nation, their own country's historical and cultural heritage, and the laughter is nothing to them, which is all meaningful things.

Lu Ming also knows this, so he admires the actors very much.

In the Spring Festival Gala, some people perform guzheng, some people perform cross talk sketches, and some people perform double reeds, or make ancient lanterns on the spot, or cut paper, and finally there are ancient poems similar to the flying flower order, but there are too few ancient poems that have been handed down, although many ancient poems are right, but they don't know much about the life of the poet, resulting in no understanding of the ancient poems behind the ancient poems, and can only experience the beauty of words, and it is difficult to experience the spiritual beauty.

"Speaking of which, the words of Great Xia are the most precious in the spiritual inheritance."

Lu Ming looked at the Spring Festival Gala and said: "The Daxia script has charm and charm, and it can depict the meaning of everything without creating any new words, and the clever combination has an unimaginable charm, compared to the language that originated in the fog rot country, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow." Based on the Daxia script, we continue to excavate history, poetry, literary essays, and ancient art techniques, which leads to spiritual inheritance.

"yes!"

Father Lu nodded with emotion, and said with a smile: "It's like husband and wife love, the so-called one-day husband and wife hundred days of grace, this word of affection, is really the right way to describe the relationship between husband and wife, and only the Daxia script can do this, in the language of the fog country, all love is love, pale and powerless." ”

On the 31st, I took a day off ......, New Year's Day was busy, forgive me, and resumed three or four shifts a day after New Year's Day

(End of chapter)