Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 18 New Year’s Eve

In the past, Bao Guowei always stayed at the Gushan Building until the afternoon. Today is New Year's Eve, so he should go home early, otherwise the janitor inside the building should really scold him.

It was just after noon, and most of the shops on the street were closed, and the streets were full of crackling firecrackers.

The yards of wealthy families are covered with red firecracker debris, and poor families also have small piles here and there. The poor have different ways of celebrating, and the rich have ways of celebrating. For the Chinese, it is always necessary to have a good New Year.

Speed ​​up the pace, go back quickly and you can catch up and help Lao Bao make two more dumplings.

But at the corner of the alley, a surprised voice suddenly came.

"Hey, isn't this Bao Guowei?"

Following the sound, he saw a young man who was about the same height as himself. He was wearing a brand new suit, and his trousers were carefully folded several times. He tilted his head with a playful expression on his face.

Guo Chun.

Bao Guowei's deskmate at Zhicheng Middle School, the person he has envied and fawned over for the past three years.

He has a prominent family background. His father studied abroad and has deep connections in government agencies and universities.

My two major hobbies in life are women and basketball.

Bao Guowei frowned, not really wanting to pay attention to this ignorant young man.

In order to get into his circle, his predecessor tried every possible means to please him, fought for him, and even ended up being expelled from school, which fully illustrates the truth that a licking dog will not die a happy death.

Networking is very important, but own value is the basis for establishing network, otherwise you will just be a clown.

"Eh? What's going on with you?"

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Guo Chun became a little annoyed. The old Bao Guowei didn't dare to give himself any shame and ran forward to stop him.

"Why are you leaving? Come here, I have a job for you."

Without any explanation, Guo Chun took out a delicately wrapped envelope from his arms and stuffed it into Bao Guowei's arms.

"As before, give this love letter to Lu and other men, and my good fortune will depend on you."

A lewd smile appeared on Guo Chun's face, and he patted Bao Guowei on the shoulder and said, "If this matter is completed, I can consider giving you approval for this official member of the Himalayas."

The Himalayas team is a basketball team established by Guo Chun in school. The two things that the predecessor was most looking forward to in school were, first, falling in love with An Shuzhen; and the second, getting Guo Chun's approval and joining the Himalayas team.

But for today's Bao Guowei, these two things are nothing.

"otherwise"

Bao Guowei had no intention of continuing to be Guo Chun's lackey, but he also had no intention of throwing a love letter in Guo Chun's face like Shuangwen did.

Please, he is very busy right now. He just wants to draw a clear line with Guo Chun.

But Guo Chun was used to being bossy and didn't realize that Bao Guowei would refuse. He forced the love letter into Bao Guowei's arms, turned around and ran away.

"You kid, please do it for me, or you will see how I deal with you later."

After leaving the threatening words, Guo Chun disappeared into the alley.

Bao Guowei curled his lips and didn't take Guo Chun's threat to heart at all. According to his memory, Guo Chun interviewed a dozen girls in school, and even made one girl pregnant, and finally gave him five hundred yuan. Done.

Bao Guowei would rather he couldn't catch such a scumbag than harm a girl.

He turned around and saw the garbage pile on the roadside, and threw the love letter into it.

Lao Bao was unexpectedly not at home. Bao Guowei tidied the house for a while before hearing movement outside the door.

When he opened it, he saw that Lao Bao was covered with baskets, and his gray face was flushed, obviously he had drank a lot of wine.

"Ouch!" As soon as Bao Guowei got closer, he smelled the overpowering smell of alcohol and almost lost his breath.

"Dad, you, an old man, actually drank?"

Lao Bao didn't even put down his things. Bao Guowei took off his things with some disgust. There was a basket of eggs, a basket of pickles, a duck with soy sauce, several skewers of sausages, and even a jar of old wine. The government will not give out these good things. These souvenirs should be given by the servants in the government. If it hadn't been for the limelight yesterday, Bao Guowei would have misunderstood that Lao Bao had robbed the master's house.

After removing these things, Lao Bao suddenly lost his balance and began to stagger around, still mumbling incessantly.

"Guowei, I am a very good person, Hu Da is a very good person, and Dai Laoqi is also a very good person. Without them, I, Bao Youtian, would not be where I am today."

"The thing I am most sorry for, my old man, is you Guowei. You lost your mother when you were little. You have to suffer and starve with me. No one is well fed or well clothed. You are looked down upon for nothing."

"Hey, Guowei, do you know? My relatives and friends come to see me on weekdays. I haven't contacted you in the past. You heard that you are promising, guess what? They are all like flies that I can't chase away."

"What do scholars call this? Being poor on the streets."

As Bao Guowei helped Lao Bao enter the house, he replied angrily: "A poor person lives in a busy city and no one cares about him. A rich person lives in the mountains and has distant relatives."

"Ah, yes, yes, why am I feeling dizzy and vomiting!"

There was a sputtering sound as he approached the room. After vomiting, Lao Bao took a long breath and roared wildly.

"Happy! I'm happy today!"

But there was a person in the room who couldn't hold himself any longer.

"I'm so happy for you, you are really my biological father!"

Bao Guowei, who was vomited all over, cursed angrily.

It was getting dark, and only then did Lao Bao slowly get up from the bed. He looked up and looked around and found that Bao Guowei was already rolling up his sleeves and making dumplings in the kitchen.

You can miss out on other things on New Year's Eve, but you can't miss out on this dumpling meal.

Lao Bao hammered his head in frustration, washed his hands, and went to the stove.

"Guowei, I'll come, I'll come, you just go and study."

"It's okay. Most of this is already taken care of. Come and help me."

Lao Bao laughed out of the corner of his eyes. He rolled up his sleeves and picked up a piece of rolled dough. He scooped a spoonful of pork and cabbage and pressed it skillfully into the center of the dough.

But before he could wake up from the wine, all the dumplings he made were crooked and cracked, which made Bao Guowei laugh at him.

But Lao Bao didn't refute, he just smiled happily.

After a while, the somewhat hesitant Laobao tapped the table with his hand.

He said cautiously: "Hu Da invited us to have a meal, Guowei, you see we are..."

Bao Guowei pondered briefly, instead of waving his hands in disgust like before, he said.

"Uncle Hu helped us a lot. We deserve to go to this banquet."

"Okay, okay!"

Lao Bao grinned widely.

Not long after the two of them cooperated, they had already made four or five kilograms of dumplings and put them into the pot that had already boiled water.

It's completely dark now, and it's still possible to catch a New Year's Eve dinner.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. Bao Guowei and Lao Bao looked at each other in surprise, who came to the door this New Year's Eve.

Lao Bao took a sip of water to clear his throat, walked out with a smile and opened the door, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Guaranteed, it's New Year's Eve today."

Outside the door was a middle-aged man wearing a round hat, with his hands in his sleeves, and his long face was pockmarked.

Isn't this the scoundrel Chen San who gave him a loan shark before?

(End of this chapter)