Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

Chapter 370
It is natural to keep the year old on New Year's Eve, which is probably the case in both the north and the south.

Since you have to stay up all night, you have to eat something. What you eat is different across the country. In fact, there is no uniform standard and you can only talk about it.

The custom here in Jinling is to make a table of dishes, egg dumplings, eight-treasure rice, spring rolls, smoked fish...

Zhou Xiaoxia said that they eat glutinous rice balls in Sichuan;

Fu Yuhua said that Tangyuan is also eaten in Yangcheng;

Mo Qibin said that there are some people who eat dumplings at Anwei, and some who cook a table of dishes. It doesn't matter what the dishes are, but there must be fish.

Wu Dong's hometown eats dumplings.

Rolling out the dumpling wrappers, making dumplings in the living room, making dumplings while watching TV, Ye Fen alone can support the four of them.

Originally, Wu Dong was also a good hand, but he was hiding his clumsiness, because he only learned how to roll dumpling wrappers and make dumplings by himself after his parents passed away...

Wu Dong used to read and send text messages from time to time to slow down.

"You're never finished. When you make dumplings, you make dumplings, and when you send text messages, you send text messages. Is your phone clean? Touch the phone and touch the dumpling skin. Dumplings are meant to be put in your mouth!"

Wu Dong chuckled, "Anyway, it should be boiled in water, and all bacteria will be killed."

"Go away! What are you talking about during the Chinese New Year!"

You can't say you're dead during Chinese New Year, Wu Dong stuck out his tongue, "Then I won't do it."

"Go, go, there will be no more than you, and you will bury the whole dumpling."

Wu Gang clapped his hands, "Then I won't do it either, the two of us have to prepare to set off firecrackers."

……

In the 20 years of the Spring Festival Gala, Wu Dong has never watched it all!
In the middle, we have to eat dumplings, get red envelopes for New Year greetings, go out to set off firecrackers, send messages, and call New Year greetings.

Colleagues and friends are all sending messages at this time, and calls are between relatives.

Wu Gang called his eldest brother and father to wish New Year, Wu Dong and Ye Fen also said a few words of blessing;
The second aunt called her mother, after all Xu Li was still here;
Zhang Min called her father, this feeling is very strange, she is still in Xinfeng, but this year Liu Xiaojing took her place.

Zhang Min feels that she belongs here, if she is in her own home today, she is an outsider; but here, she seems to be here, she and this home are seamlessly connected.
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On New Year's Eve, not everyone doesn't talk about work.

It's not just between family members who talk on the phone.

Liu Feifei was calling Secretary Zhang, the leader of Xinfeng, "Uncle Zhang, Happy New Year, Xiao Yang and I wish you a New Year."

Liu Feifei's husband, Yang Wei, also greeted Secretary Zhang on the phone.

The two parties should have a personal relationship, not just a working relationship.

"Feifei, your school has really added luster to our new style this year. After the noon program was confirmed, the leaders of the province and city have congratulated me.

Last time you talked to Wen Jianguo about upgrading the art school to a junior college, I think it's okay.In the past, it was said that Jinling Art School was not eligible for promotion to other art technical secondary schools, hahaha, now we are qualified.

After the end of the new year, we will go to the meeting and let Director Zang apply. We will approve it and then submit it to the Provincial Department of Education for approval..."

……

Yang and Liu were not at their own home, but at Yang Wei's father's home for the New Year.

Yang Wei's father has already retired at home, and he is sitting on the sofa watching TV at the moment, "Xiao Zhang, I will definitely agree, and the leaders of your school have to work hard, hahaha, everyone is promoted!"

Liu Feifei nodded triumphantly.

Father Yang glanced at his daughter-in-law, and said with a smile, "Feifei, you Wu Dong, you have to cling to him... People who value affection should make friends with kindness and confide in each other..."

Liu Feifei nodded slightly.

Yang Wei felt that the atmosphere was too formal, and turned to look at the TV, "Ah, Wang Fei. Feifei, your idol is here."

……

Moon Bay, 8 buildings.

Wu Gang exclaimed: "Daughter-in-law, don't clean up, come on, Wang Fei, your idol is here."

Wu Dong chuckled, "When did Wang Fei become my mother's idol? Isn't my mother's idol Teacher Li Guyi?"

"After listening to Meet Nine Eight, Wang Fei is now my idol.

Son, you are the one who wrote the lyrics and music, don't embarrass my idol! "

"Hahaha, every singer will be proud to have sung Wu Dong's song!"

"You're bragging, you say you're fat, and you gasp." Ye Fen laughed and rubbed Wu Dong's hair into a mess.

Zhang Min laughed secretly, it turned out that Wu Dong likes to rub other people's hair here.

Father lit a cigarette, mother leaned against him, and daughter-in-law watched his own jokes beside him...

This ordinary scene, this pyrotechnic family is what Wu Dong needs.

On the TV, Wang Fei spoke slowly.

……

For most people, there are two programs that cannot be missed in this Spring Festival Gala, Wang Fei's songs and Ben Shan's sketches.

A lot of people are busy playing mahjong, usually, the child on guard comes over and shouts, "Wang Fei is on the stage."

Then here, "Close all the cards, and continue after listening to the song..."

……

In Wu Dong's family, his father put out the cigarette, and his mother concentrated on it. Zhang Min and Xu Li leaned together, and Wu Dong put down his cell phone.

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"You are the long way,"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was ethereal and distant, and Wu Dongxin said, "As expected of her, other people's songs are always almost meaningless." '

Everyone in front of the TV unconsciously guessed who "you" was referring to.

"You are the long way,"

"Lights in the Fog in the Mountains"

"I am a child, walk in your eyes"

"You are the moon and the breeze"

"I am your dream"

"Whether I see you or not, I will embrace you all my life"

……

"Hiss, Lao Li, do you understand?"

"No, at first I thought it was about my parents, but here, whether I see you or not, I will embrace you all my life, how could it be possible that my parents haven't seen it?

This song is interesting, well sung, and the lyrics are intriguing! "

Li Erdan's eyes suddenly widened!His eyes were fixed on the screen.

……

"And I will love the world you love
wish your smile
……

you are the river of time
"A Sky Burning with Stars"

……

The old people don't have any words, they already know what the lyrics are singing.

The old man picked up the wine glass tremblingly, and the wine was originally poured for fun.

The juniors at the side hurriedly tried to stop them, but the normally jovial old man looked excited and pretentious, and they retreated subconsciously.

"You can have a bite too."

The old man, who had been joking with a playful smile, said in a low voice: "It's against the rules to drink directly. We should respect them first before we can drink..."

The old man stretched his hand into the wine glass and sprinkled it to the sky, and then sprinkled half of the glass on the ground before he drank it down.

"Hey, how well said, they didn't even have a family when they left."

"Old Wu left the year before last, and now it's just the two of us."

"Wu Dong is such a bastard, he wrote such a sad song for the Chinese New Year!"

"On New Year's Eve, it's not wrong to remember the ancestors."

"Father, wipe away your tears first..."

"roll!"

"Wu Dong, this kid is a good kid!"

……

Hundreds of millions of TV viewers across the country, even adults with a little experience know what Wang Fei is singing.

The children in front of the TV were still wondering why the parents who were laughing just now became quiet.

……

"The mountains and rivers are safe, the fireworks are ordinary, but you can look out as you wish", this is an inseparable emotional fetter in the Chinese blood.

The audience carefully flipped through the program list, Wu Dong, it's him again!

(End of this chapter)