Far away in Moscow

Chapter 27 New Year's Eve
Hu Yi was a little entangled in his heart. He saw the chicken fall into the toilet and turned around a few times before being fished out by Peng Song. He made up his mind that he would never touch his chopsticks later.It seems a little unfair to keep this matter from others; but if everyone knows about it and doesn't touch it, it will definitely embarrass Peng Song in public on New Year's Eve.

He held back for a long time, while other people in the room were busy arranging chairs to gather tableware, he gently tugged at the corner of Yu Feifei's clothes beside him, and said in a low voice, "Hey, Peng Song's chicken fell into the toilet just now."

"What?" Yu Feifei stared at Peng Song who was doing his best to stir fry, and then at Hu Yi: "Then, what shall we do?"

"What should I do? Don't eat it." Hu Yi winked at her: "Don't tell anyone else."

Yu Feifei nodded uneasily, and wanted to say something more, but saw Li Baoqing enter the room with his head held high, and stretched out his hand to Martha and the Ugandan behind him: "Sit, please sit down."

According to Chinese hospitality etiquette, since the neighbors are at home alone, it is natural to invite them to such lively occasions as the Chinese New Year.The Ugandans didn't have much ceremony and readily followed him.

Li Baoqing arranged for two foreign friends to sit on his left and right sides, and he held up an electronic dictionary to introduce the raw materials of each dish to them one by one.Hu Yigang wanted to take the opportunity to quietly tell him the tragic experience of the chicken, when he saw Peng Song walking to the table with a frying pan in his red face: "Everyone! The Zaozhuang spicy chicken just out of the pan! The dishes are ready!"

Everyone applauded together and called Peng Song to take his seat quickly.The table was already full of large and small containers, and Peng Song secretly saw Hu Yi's face was a little stiff, so he put the frying pan in front of Li Baoqing: "Come on, Baoqing, let foreign friends try more, eat while it's hot! "

It has to be said that Peng Song's fried spicy chicken is indeed bright in color and fragrant, and it overwhelms the limelight of other dishes as soon as it is served.Even though Hu Yi had just witnessed its trip to the toilet, he couldn't help but salivate.

However, Martha shrank back from being choked by the pepper, with a look of hesitation on her face.Li Baoqing graciously picked up a piece of chicken and put it into her bowl: "Girl, please eat first."

Martha smiled and said thank you, Sven took the chicken with a fork and chewed it carefully for a few times, then let out a soft "ow", closed her eyes and stretched out her hands to cover her mouth and nose: "Oh! It's delicious, but Too spicy, too spicy!"

The Chinese students burst into laughter and raised their chopsticks to grab the chicken nuggets.Li Baoqing took a sip, his eyes lit up immediately, and he slapped Peng Song hard on the shoulder: "Okay! You can really do it!"

Peng Song was so photographed that he almost fell off the chair. He shook it a few times and smiled and said, "Hey, my dad's fried food is delicious. I used to help him a lot. Today is the first time I make it myself."

"Very good, very good." Satisfied, Li Baoqing greeted Hu Yi and Yu Feifei who were sitting across from him: "Old Hu, Feifei, try it quickly! Damn, I didn't expect Peng Song to have such a skill. It's his responsibility!"

Yu Feifei agreed, and slowly raised her chopsticks with some embarrassment, and peeked at Hu Yi.Hu Yi paused for a while, then raised his hand and tapped his glass on the table twice: "Hey, don't rush to eat, it's [-] years old, shouldn't we have a glass of wine first?"

Everyone agreed together and poured their beer into their cups.Hu Yi pointed to the wine bottles lining the wall and asked, "Martha, what do you drink? Vodka? Beer? Red wine?"

"It's all right." Martha shrugged.A classmate next to him bared his teeth and smiled at Li Baoqing, "Of course Martha is drinking vodka. Baoqing, won't you drink with her?"

"Of course I want to accompany her." Li Baoqing was full of pride. He took a bottle of vodka and poured half a glass for Martha and himself. , smells like the alcohol in the hospital."

Hu Yi winked at him: "It's okay, it's only 40 degrees. How about we drink two bottles of beer and you drink a glass of liquor?"

Li Baoqing quickly waved his hands: "No, no, it's vodka after all, so don't underestimate the enemy. And this glass is too big, you drink two bottles, we drink half a glass." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Hu Yi to answer, he raised his glass and shouted: " Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!" "Happy New Year!" "Happy Year of the Snake!" Wine utensils of different shapes collided in the air, and the nostalgia accumulated in everyone's hearts for several months dissipated temporarily with the sound of cups and bowls colliding.

"Happy Chinese New Year!" Hu Yi shouted to Martha and the Ugandans in Russian, and drank the beer in his glass.

"Happy New Year." Martha smiled and wished everyone, and then imitated the others, and drank half a glass of vodka in one gulp.

"Fuck me?!" Hu Yi was taken aback, and quickly asked Li Baoqing, "How much did you pour for her?"

Li Baoqing looked down at his glass, and then at the remaining wine in the bottle: "About...Two taels?"

There was no sound on the table, and a dozen or so Chinese stared at Martha with wide eyes. Only the Ugandans slapped their tongues and stuffed chicken nuggets into their mouths.

"What?" Martha was a little panicked, thinking that she had done something that was not in line with Chinese New Year etiquette.

"Drink all, no need." Li Baoqing gestured with his thumb and index finger: "Just a little, a little."

"I did only drink a little." Martha shook her empty glass, looked down at Li Baoqing's glass again, and wondered, "Huh? Why didn't you drink?"

"I... I drank, a little." Li Baoqing couldn't laugh or cry, turned to his compatriots and said, "She's so awesome, so awesome."

Hu Yi said with a smirk: "Then, you should do it too!"

"Me? No, no." Li Baoqing shook his head repeatedly.

"Let's do it! Don't let people think that we love wine." Hu Yi said in a persuasive way: "Besides, you are the only one who drinks baijiu, so don't lose face for us Chinese. Drinking to death is a small matter, but embarrassing is a big one."

The students next to him booed one after another: "Yes, now is your chance to show your power in front of the beauties, look after you!"

Li Baoqing couldn't stand the excitement, his face turned red three times and whitened three times, he gritted his teeth and drank the remaining vodka in one gulp.There was applause in the room, and Martha also looked at him with a smile. Li Baoqing closed his eyes in pain and waited for ten seconds. He picked up a few cold dishes with chopsticks and stuffed his big mouth full.

The New Year's Eve dinner went smoothly, and everyone kept praising every dish on the table.According to BJ's time, the New Year's Eve bell has already struck and the new year has entered.From time to time, compatriots from other rooms came to pay New Year's greetings with wine glasses, and Hu Yi and others also went to pay their respects one after another.

Most of Maji’s Chinese students come from the north, and most of them are from Shandong. The local traditional customs regard drinking as an important way to enhance their relationship and show their boldness.Young people are easily influenced in this respect, and everyone on the wine table is unwilling to lag behind. Although the capacity for drinking may not be bold, but the gallbladder is more than that of their parents.

It was approaching midnight, and the room was a mess, wine bottles were lying on the ground, some people on the table were crying, some were laughing, some were in a daze, some were making noise, it was a mess.

Yu Feifei drank two bottles of beer tonight. She felt dizzy after not drinking at all. She sat quietly and listened to the boys bragging.After most of the people in the room had left, she got up and took the leftovers into the kitchen, cleaned the dishes, and then laboriously picked up the pots and various tableware she brought, and greeted the others: "You guys keep drinking, I'll go back first Rest."

"I'll get it for you!" Hu Yi got up and took the pot in her hand, Yu Feifei smiled slightly, and followed him out of the room.

"It's really lively today, I'm a little dizzy from drinking." Hu Yi swayed and breathed out alcohol and said, "It's almost midnight, Dam should be asleep, right?"

Yu Feifei raised her wrist to check the time: "She said she was going to a friend's house to celebrate the New Year, and she might spend the night outside, so I don't have to wait for her at night."

"Chinese New Year?" Hu Yiqi asked, "They also celebrate Chinese New Year?"

"Yes, the Vietnamese also celebrate the Spring Festival, which is on the same day as us."

When I came to Yu Feifei's dormitory, Dam was not there.Hu Yi walked into the kitchen gently and put down the things in his hands. When he came out and saw Yu Feifei was making the bed, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little delicate.He stood there for a few seconds, rubbed his hands on his clothes twice, put them in his pockets and said, "Feifei, it's been hard work for you, you've been busy all day from morning till night, take a rest. "

"It's quite tiring, but I'm so happy today." Yu Feifei turned around and sat down and let out a soft breath, her face blushing: "It's the first time to celebrate Chinese New Year abroad, I didn't expect it to be quite interesting."

"Yeah, I left BJ in October, and now it's the Spring Festival in a blink of an eye." Hu Yi sat down on the chair next to Yu Feifei's bed with Jiu Jin: "Do you remember? When we were on the train, we felt that life was special It’s a long time, and I look forward to arriving at the station early every day. Time is really strange, the more anxious you are, the slower it passes; if you don’t take it seriously, it’ll pass in a ‘swish’.”

Yu Feifei supported the edge of the bed with both hands, and smiled sweetly at Hu Yi: "Yes, I thought you were a bad boy on the train at that time, and I didn't dare to talk to you."

"Really?" Hu Yi rubbed his ears and explained with some embarrassment: "I'm not a bad boy. In fact, I studied very well when I was young, and then I went to high school..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps from far and near in the corridor, and then the bedroom door was pushed open, and Dum staggered in, his two big eyes were red and swollen, and his nose twitched Yes, obviously just cried, followed by a sad-looking Vietnamese female student.

"Dum? What's the matter with you?" Yu Feifei got up in surprise and greeted her.

"Feifei, Anton, I wish you, I wish you... a happy new year." Damu managed to squeeze out a smile, and then he twitched his mouth, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

Yu Feifei helped her to sit on the chair, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, what happened?"

Dam was sobbing, and said word by word: "My boyfriend, something happened, and he is in the hospital."

Yu Feifei took a pack of tissues from the table and handed it to Dam, squatting beside her and asked, "What's wrong with him? Is he sick?"

Dam didn't answer, just kept wiping away tears.The Vietnamese girl who followed her in shook her head, eyes full of anxiety: "It's a skinhead."

"Skinheads?" Yu Feifei turned her head to look at Hu Yi in surprise.Hu Yi frowned and blinked: "Who was beaten by the skinhead? Gu Juji?"

(End of this chapter)