Dad, please try harder

Chapter 135 Qian Quan returns to school early
After lunch, take a short rest. Parents, Uncle Ding and Aunt Lan are going to prepare fried dumplings.

It is said to be fried dumplings, but at least two things are fried every year. The dumplings are a must, and the other is either fruit, burnt leaves, or all.

The method is not complicated. Boil half a pot of oil, mix the flour and seasonings, knead the balls, roll the burnt leaves into slices, cut the fruit into strips, throw them directly into the oil pan, and fry until golden.

Usually, Qian Quan would go into the kitchen to touch some freshly cooked dumplings while his parents were frying dumplings.

As we all know, some foods are two different things when they are fresh out of the pan and when they are cold.

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, when the dumplings are fried, my mother will put a big plate on it and take it to Ding Linlang's house to share and make dumplings together.

Qian Quan and Ding Linlang usually participate in the dumpling making session.

It's just that after Qian Quan wrapped it so many times, he still couldn't knead the dumplings into an orderly lace.

He and Ding Linlang learned to make dumplings together, and Ding Linlang learned it in one go.

Spread out the dumpling wrapper, put it like dumpling stuffing, pinch it along the way, and it's done.

Qianquan can be seen at a glance, and it can be discarded as soon as it is packaged.

Even if it is synchronized with Ding Linlang, the final dumplings will be a little crooked.

"Shitou, just close the dumpling wrappers and squeeze them together." Aunt Lan pointed out.

"That's too simple, I need to learn how to pinch lace." Qian Quan said.

Aunt Lan smiled and said no more.

"Make two dumplings with coins this year, let's see who can eat them." Uncle Ding said with a smile.

It is also a small tradition to wrap coins in dumplings for auspiciousness.

"Let's watch the Spring Festival Gala together this year." Ding Linlang suddenly suggested.

"Okay." Qian Quan agreed.

Although the annual Spring Festival Gala has become an annual gathering of netizens complaining about it, in the memory of Qian Quan and Ding Linlang, the Spring Festival Gala used to be a warm memory of family togetherness.

Especially Qian Quan, he and his parents hardly missed any Spring Festival Gala from the time he remembered to the third year of high school.

When I was young, I watched it while eating melon seeds, and when I was older, I watched it while playing cards.

Dad likes to discuss the meaning of Spring Festival Gala program setting and stage layout with Qian Quan.

My mother started to feel sleepy when she saw it was nine or ten o'clock, and then told the two of them, "Wait for Zhao Benshan to come out and call me", and then she fell asleep on the sofa.

It seems that half of the memories of the Spring Festival Gala in the early years are related to Uncle Benshan.

Further on is Teacher Zhao Lirong.

Er Zhao's dominance in the Spring Festival Gala sketch world is still unmatched by anyone, a true T0 level.

The popular stalks derived from their works are still circulating.

That grand occasion no longer exists.

Perhaps it has something to do with the rise of the Internet. In the past, the language programs of the Spring Festival Gala created hot spots, but now the language programs summarize the hot spots on the Internet for a year.

unimportant.

Whether the show is good or bad is not the key, the key is who to watch with.

After all, this was the first New Year's Eve after Ding Linlang and Qian Quan confirmed their relationship.

It can be said that tonight is their real New Year's Eve.

"Then let's watch it together, it happens that the four of us play a few rounds of mahjong together." Ye Yunlan said.

"can."

At 7:[-] in the evening, the dumplings are put into the pot.

Aunt Lan prepared dipping sauce and two cold dishes.

"Confirmed, it's not a memory filter, the dumplings at home are indeed better than those outside."

Qian Quan took a bite of the dumplings with the belt stuffing, and his mouth was full of fragrance. The authentic taste was far beyond the comparison of the dumplings he ate when he was studying in Zhong Hai.

Moreover, eating dumplings at home will only make you feel full and won't cause stomach acid.

"It takes so long for the store to make such a small number of dumplings, the business can't go on," Yang Yuhua said.

"Ah."

The dumplings were half eaten, and it was eight o'clock.

The Spring Festival Gala has officially started.

The opening was still a lively singing and dancing show, followed by various celebrities brushing their faces.

In order to arrange all these stars into the Spring Festival Gala, the opening skewer session can be described as a great initiative.

Everyone showed their faces, and they were officially on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

"Are there any appearance fees for these celebrities on the Spring Festival Gala?" Ye Yunlan asked.

"It can be ignored, after all, there are so many people who can't get on if they want to pay for it." Qian Quan said.

"Putting a reputation in front of the people of the whole country is equivalent to gilding it, and earning it back elsewhere."

"Now everyone's living standards have improved so much, but people's sense of happiness has not improved at the same time. These celebrities should bear some responsibility." Qian Wenlin said.

"How to say?"

"Our family's annual income has increased by 10 times compared to before, which is reasonable, but looking online, our annual income multiplied by 10 is less than a person's daily income."

"Yes, the magnitude of the gap between the rich and the poor is also doubling, and the other thing is jealousy..." Ding Li said, "For example, if I earn 100 million, I am 10% happy. I heard that the neighbor's family also made 100 million, 10 The score immediately changed to 5 points.

"Then I heard that a friend made 200 million, and 5 points became 0 points, or even negative points, and I started to get irritable."

"That's why we need to learn to resolve ourselves." Qian Wenlin practiced Jing Gong, and his state of mind and vision have long been different. "No matter what you see or hear, you should seek inner stability, joy, and continuation of joy, and don't be disturbed by anything."

"Easier said than done." Ding Li sighed.

Chatted and finished eating dumplings.

The four adults began to set up a table to play mahjong.

Qian Quan and Ding Linlang ate snacks on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala.

Now they don't have to deliberately avoid the adults, they just lean together, and after a while, when the adults are not paying attention, they kiss each other on the forehead and face, and then have fun together.

Time flies.

Soon it was 11:50.

"Shitou, go home and set off the cannon." Qian Wenlin reminded.

On New Year's Eve, after zero o'clock, setting off firecrackers to start the stove should be a national New Year tradition.

"Okay." Qian Quan stood up.

"I'll go with you." Ding Linlang also stood up.

"Give it to our family first." Ding Li stared at the mahjong and said, "The biggest one."

"Ah."

"Be careful." Yang Yuhua reminded.

"Ah."

Qian Quan and Ding Linlang took out firecrackers and set them off at the door first.

Then I went back to my home, the time was exactly 11:59.

Qian Quan pulled the firecrackers, waited until midnight, and lit them.

Almost at the same moment.

The whole Guangming Town suddenly crackled together.

The sound of firecrackers, bursts of fireworks.

Qian Quan walked up to Ding Linlang, and kissed her amidst the noise of the whole world.

After kissing for almost 1 minute, we separated.

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

"My parents' mahjong will probably not be over for a while, so let's watch the rest at my house." Qian Quan looked at Ding Linlang with deep eyes.

Ding Linlang understood what he meant, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back to my house..."

Qian Quan remained silent, held Ding Linlang's hand slightly, and stared at her closely.

Ding Linlang looked a little guilty and avoided his gaze.

Two heartbeats were pounding.

Qian Quan was about to lead her into the house when he heard his parents' voices.

"Uncle and aunt are back." Ding Linlang said.

Qian Quan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and said, "I'll take you back."

Ding Linlang also nodded with a smile.

……

The next day, New Year's Day.

Early in the morning, Qian Quan received many New Year greeting text messages.

Don't mention mass sending.

Lin Xiaohuang posted a video of her daughter Qinqin, in which the little girl said childishly, "Uncle, Happy New Year!"

Qian Quan replied, "Xiao Qinqin, happy new year."

Then Zhao Baiyu also sent a Happy New Year message.

Others are high school and college classmates.

Qian Quan replied one by one, and at the same time sent messages of New Year greetings to several teachers.

After the information is sent, go to the group to grab and distribute red envelopes.

At this moment, someone from the school basketball team sent a message to all of Aite:
"Happy New Year everyone. By the way, I would like to say to everyone that the qualifiers are scheduled. Our first match will be against Jiaotong University on March 3."

"So, do you want to go back to training early?"

"Based on everyone's time, if it is convenient, you can return to school for training a few days in advance."

"it is good."

"clear."

"receive."

"OK."

……

Seeing everyone's reply, Qian Quan replied, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)