My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 1315 Hundreds of millions of people in foreign lands and strangers, new spring dreams and spring

PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket!Ask for a monthly pass!
February 1992, 2, Lunar New Year's Eve.

On this day, there was a patter of sleet in Berlin, and this year's rain was exceptionally heavy...

An ordinary high-end apartment on the top floor of an ordinary stacked apartment in a wealthy district of Berlin. It is raining outside the window, but the inside of the house is... burning hot.

The flames of the fireplace reflect the warmth, and the concert screen is playing on the TV.It is a collection of videos of Deng Lijun participating in the Red and White Song Festival in Dongying a few years ago.

Aunt Lin, who was wearing a black gauze skirt with half-exposed flesh, hung her head with her hair down, holding chopsticks in one hand and dumpling wrappers in the other.

side.

A pair of yoga pants that outlined her figure and showed her beautiful buttocks, and a short T-shirt that exposed her navel. Wang Zuzhu rubbed her shoulders next to Lin Qingxia, and she also wrapped dumplings decently in her hands.

After making one, I happily bumped the little aunt who was concentrating on making dumplings with her shoulder.

Pass the dumplings made by yourself to the other party, pout your mouth, and twist your legs to show off.

Auntie Lin rolled her eyes into a smile to express her affirmation, then took the dumpling from the other party's hand and placed it solemnly on the chopping board.

I deliberately set it right——

On the left of the two, Director Wu is wearing an apron and rolling the skin with a rolling pin.

This pair of fans is painted with joy and harmony.

"Cough-cough-"

Turning her head and looking at the happy scene in front of her, Deng Lijun held a rice cake in her hand, and couldn't help hiccupping.

Then bared his teeth and turned back tremblingly.

But he saw Hu Yinmeng, who was half-slumped on the sofa, holding a half-can of beer, drinking with gusto, not paying attention to this scene at all, and focused on watching TV.

"I'm so stupid, really." Aunt Deng Lin said to herself.

"I don't want to spend time with my parents during the holidays, but I have to fly to Europe for a trip. I'm almost 40 years old, but I still have to suffer this crime. I will fly to Taipei tomorrow..." Deng Lijun threw the rice cakes in her hand on the plate.

"Isn't this very good? The world is full of smoke and fire, and we are one year older after escaping. The most annoying thing is the festival... On the contrary, this is very good, and friends get together to encourage each other." Hu Yinmeng continued to drink without paying attention.

"My friends are getting together, but they are all busy with their own things..."

"Isn't this the perfect mode of gathering with friends? Everyone gathers in one room, and then they all have their own hobbies in their hands. They don't disturb each other, but they accompany each other. From time to time, they put down their hobbies, chat together, and play mahjong ..."

Hu Yinmeng smiled very puzzled and said, "I don't understand others, I enjoy this festive atmosphere too much."

"Where is the festive atmosphere?" Deng Lijun rolled her eyes.

"The dumplings will be made immediately, and there will be a festive atmosphere immediately. By the way, Azu also sent someone to receive a few boxes of TVB celebration videos in the Dutch Chinatown next door.

By the way, there is also the Spring Festival Gala in mainland China last year...

Just wait for me..."

The little aunt wiped her flour-stained hands with a towel, took the initiative to half-kneel in front of the TV, picked up the colorful peaches, flipped through a large cardboard box in front of her, and pulled out a few video tapes from it.

Turning her head, she blinked at Deng Lijun, "Would you like to take a look? Ever since I watched the Spring Festival Gala, I feel that the Spring Festival atmosphere in mainland China is very good. Every year, I specially ask my sister in mainland China to send me the video of the show..."

"No, I don't want to watch it." Deng Lijun shook her head vigorously, "I don't think there is anything interesting..."

Auntie Lin smiled and put the video tape into the video player.

There was applause on the TV, and two people in suits appeared.

'Friends from the audience, we meet you again in the second issue of the column of Know Everything. '

'This issue of ours is about the Asian Games. '

On the TV, Niu Qun and Feng Gong's crosstalk "The Best of the Asian Games" was played.

"Hehehehe...Is this the form of Mancai? It's so funny. Hahahaha...hahaha...hahaha...hahahaha..." Deng Lijun's magical laughter resounded through the roof.

Staged the 90s version of 'The Law of True Fragrance'.

Wu Xiaozu patted the flour on his hands, and rubbed it on the apron carelessly, the whole apron was covered with flour.

"I'm going to cook the dumplings, and I'll call Ah Wen by the way, and ask him to come over and order the dumplings, and then let them go to the city center to relax."

On New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, Wu Xiaozu naturally wouldn't let his confidantes perform blessings... and gave them a holiday.

For the Chinese, today is New Year's Eve, but for the Germans, it is a normal Monday... Several bodyguards also have their own arrangements for the evening.

"I'll help you." Wang Zuchen took the initiative to follow the kitchen.

Seeing her following her, the little aunt turned her eyes lightly, stopped in her tracks, turned around and went to the bar, and took the sober red wine and three crystal wine glasses.

"Ooh--"

Deng Lijun stared wide-eyed at the program "Fast Knife Cuts Fruits" on TV, her flesh and legs were tight, and her eyes were full of slow stars.

Lin Mitao poured three glasses of red wine, and handed one to Hu Huhu first. With Chuntao on her face, she smiled and toasted, expressing gratitude, "Thank you."

Hu Yinmeng held the wine glass, shook it lightly, tasted the red wine with her tongue, rolled it into her mouth, and pursed her lips in satisfaction.

Immediately, she raised her wrist and touched Lin Mitao's wine glass.

Ding--

"I really helped you."

Hu Yinmeng smiled and lifted her neck, the wine stains stuck to the corners of her lips and condensed into drops.

Before the wine dripped down, he rolled his tongue again and sipped his mouth.

"Thank you." Lin Mitao, who was still smiling, clinked glasses with Deng Lijun who took the wine glass, her eyes full of sincerity.

"I wish you a happy 38 years old." Deng Lijun smiled as she snatched the panda food.

"I also wish you a happy 39th year." Lin Mitao sincerely sipped her wine.

"...can I not drink?"

Deng Lijun rolled the whites of her eyes, and finally burst out laughing, drank the red wine in the glass, and just happened to be playing the rustic Cai Ming on the TV, carrying a small burden, circling back and forth, reciting the lines in Yu provincial dialect, "It's broken." It broke down, the train was delayed, the car was reversed, and the second aunt's house couldn't be found, and I was dumbfounded. '

Then, Deng Lijun spit out the red wine before she could swallow it down.

"Hahahahahaha..."

The whole person laughed heartily, and imitated the tone in the sketch, "It's broken, it's broken, the red wine was spilled."

In fact, she is from Hebei province.

But learning Qiyu provincial dialect...it's exciting.

The three quickly drank the red wine in the decanter, then picked up the beer on the table and continued to talk while watching TV.

in the kitchen.

Wu Xiaozu cooked the dumplings in a western-style cooking pot, and after pressing the cold water twice, he was ready to take the dumplings out of the pot.

When she turned around, she saw Wang Zuzhen leaning against the door, looking at her with admiration.

"Wow, so you need to add cold water to cook dumplings?"

"It's easy to cook through." Wu Xiaozu took a bowl and picked up a dumpling, "Taste it, be careful it's hot—"

"hiss--"

As soon as the words fell, the impatient Wang Xianxian scalded his mouth.

"Be careful." Wu Xiaozu smiled and blew with his mouth.

"good to eat."

"Give them a taste first, I'll continue to cook some for Ah Wen and the others." Xiaozu Wu said with a smile.

"Thank you, mua." Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Wang Zuzhen sneakily attacked the 29-year-old Comrade Wu in the prime of his life.

Before Wu Xiaozu could fight back, he ran out with two plates of dumplings.

At this time, don't look forward to the scarlet plot... Everyone still has to be shameless...

Although she initially accepted it in her heart.

but……

This is certainly not the case.

Wu Xiaozu was not in a hurry either.

"Come and try the dumplings."

"Wow, let me try it."

The three women picked up the dumplings respectively, all showing satisfied expressions.

"Director Wu is wasting himself by not being a cook." Deng Lijun chewed on the dumplings and gave Director Wu a very high evaluation.

"It's delicious." Hu Yinmeng also nodded slightly to express his affirmation, then glanced meaningfully at Wang Zuzhu, whose lips were red, and passed a tissue, "Be careful when eating... dumplings."

"Eh? It's really hot... I just swallowed the dumplings, and I feel that my mouth is full of the soup inside, and the fragrant soup is overflowing... It's really delicious." Wang Zuzhen said with a smile.

Hu Yinmeng glanced at Lin Mitao, who was eating dumplings, and changed the subject: "Didn't you often hear people say that dumplings are all about wine, and the more you eat, the better you get?"

"Isn't there?" Lin Qingxia held up the beer.

"Eating dumplings and drinking beer is too unsuitable, isn't it? Liquor or foreign wine is fine...after dinner, play mahjong." Hu Yinmeng pointed to the bar.

"Okay, I'm going to kill you all today." Lin Mitao immediately became interested when he mentioned mahjong.

He took the initiative to walk over and brought two bottles of wine.

One bottle is Maotai bought in Chinatown, and the other bottle is whiskey.

"Don't look for a glass, just a red wine glass."

Several people held red wine glasses and poured white wine, eating and drinking with constant laughter.

When Wu Xiaozu came out, he happened to see their talk rising.

He didn't pay much attention, and took the initiative to go out with the dumplings.

Names and utensils cannot be borrowed from others.

Grace wins over people's hearts, so it is natural to show it in person.

He prepared a New Year's red envelope for each bodyguard, and he prepared 6 red envelopes in total.

Each of the five red envelopes contained $5000 in cash.

The last red envelope for Ah Wen was a check for $5.

Money may not really be an item that can buy people's hearts.However, it is absolutely undeniable that money is definitely one of the items that can strengthen people's hearts the most, and it is also a moat that increases the cost of betrayal.

Wu Xiaozu has very strict requirements on these bodyguards, but at the same time, he also guarantees that their treatment is the highest in the same industry, even far exceeding others.

He never skimped on spending in this area.

"thank you boss."

Several bodyguards received the thick red envelope handed by Wu Xiaozu himself, and they were all grateful from the bottom of their hearts.

Their salaries are already high.

On weekdays, Wu Xiaozu was also very generous to them.

Therefore, even if it is very hard on weekdays, everyone is full of energy.They are also willing to do things for such a boss.

"Today is the Chinese Lunar New Year's Eve, and it is also the last day of the old year. You don't have to stay here anymore, just relax."

Wu Xiaozu smiled and patted the shoulders of each bodyguard, and then joked with them with eyes that men can understand, "I won't delay your happy time."

"Boss, how about I..."

"Let's go together." Wu Xiaozu squeezed Ah Wen's arm and said with a smile: "When I get back to Hong Kong Island, I will let you take a good vacation and spend time with my family."

"thank you boss."

Watching everyone leave, Wu Xiaozu turned and returned.

　I got up at five o'clock in the morning and took my mother to the next city to see Chinese medicine practitioners. At night, I waited for the decocted medicine to bring back and caught up with traffic jams.I'm late today, let's update first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)