About an hour later, the leg of mutton is roasted, and our dinner begins.
Guo Chenjun and Tang Sijia cook together. They stir fry four hot dishes, two cold dishes, plus steamed king crab, baked lobster with butter, steamed East Star spot, Bluefin Tuna Sashimi and roast leg of lamb. There is a table full of ten dishes.
This time, it's really new year's day, compared with the frozen dumplings I used to have.
We opened the red wine brought by Tang Sijia. After drinking it, we drank Maotai which was brought by Lao Zhao for ten years. The living room was full of laughter and laughter. The atmosphere was warm, just like a family.
My family is Fengshui aristocratic family. New Year's Eve is more of a sense of ceremony for a family like ours. At that time, my grandfather and I lived in the old house. On New Year's Eve every year, my parents and my second uncle and second aunt would come here for a reunion. The basic idea was to make a table of vegetables, offer first to our ancestors, and then the whole family would have a quiet meal. After their children, they would pay a new year's day to my grandfather, and then they would be the year's guards or sleepers.
I lived at home for more than ten years, almost every year.
Now I understand that the original year can be lived like this.
I like this feeling, especially.
Life needs a sense of ceremony, but if it is excessive, it becomes a kind of negative fatigue.
I don't want to be alone anymore.
Unconsciously, it's dark, it's dark, we are a little bit more.
Lao Zhao is the first one who can't support himself. He excuses himself to go to the toilet, runs to the living room, lies on the sofa, and snores.
Guo Chenjun goes to get a quilt and covers it for him.
Then, Keer's mother and daughter went to have a rest.
I asked Tang Sijia to go to bed. She shook her head and asked me to go to have a rest first. She and Xiaojun cleaned up together.
That's what Miss Jun means. She sent me back to my bedroom and told me to go to bed first. She'll be back in a moment.
I know that these two girls are very clean and quick at work. They won't leave the leftovers of the restaurant until tomorrow.
So I lay on the bed first and fell asleep soon.
After a while, Guo Chenjun is back.
She closed the door, went to bed, and hugged me gently.
I hugged her and kissed her vaguely. "Xiaojun, it's so nice of you..."
she smiled happily, nestled in my arms and soon fell asleep.
I had a long dream. In the dream, I took Xiaojun back to my hometown to see my parents. After entering the door, I found Lin Xia and an Yu were also there. So the four of us went to pick the apples together. I climbed to the tree and picked them. Three girls were waiting for me to pick them. The apple on the tree is red and big, especially attractive. I picked a lot of apples and kept throwing them. When the apples fell into their hands, they became as big as pumpkins. As a result, each of the three girls could only hold one. I think it's a pity that so many apples fell to the ground. I jumped down from the tree, and then I saw that all the apples on the ground had disappeared, leaving only the apples in their hands.
I say it's not enough to eat. Xiaojun says it's enough. Anyu says it's enough. Linxia says it's not enough. I need two. I said OK, then you wait, I'll pick again.
I turned around and was about to climb the tree when I saw grandpa and an old man standing in the distance, laughing and pointing to us in a low voice.
I was stunned and wanted to call Grandpa. At this time, Gao Ying's voice came from behind me, "Wu Zheng..." I woke up.
This dream, too real.
I opened my eyes, stared at the ceiling, still immersed in a dream, did not return to God.
After a while, I heard Xiaojun and Tang Sijia talking and laughing outside.
Two girls are preparing breakfast, talking and laughing. They are in a good mood.
I sat up, rubbed my face, turned around and looked outside. It was sunny. I took my cell phone and looked at it. It was more than nine o'clock in the morning.
There are two unread wechat messages on the mobile phone.
The first one is Anyu's: brother Wu Zheng, happy Spring Festival.
The second one is Gao Ying's. what she sends is not words, but a video of watching fireworks. It should be recorded by her.
I thought about it and replied to Gao Ying, "I woke up after drinking too much last night."
She quickly replied, "I've had too much."
Then she sent another one, "happy Spring Festival!"
I smiled calmly and replied to her, "happy Spring Festival!"
She said nothing more.
I can't help but think of a dream just now. The more I think about it, the more I feel something wrong. That Apple belongs to my old house. Even if I pick it, I will only give it to Xiaojun. How can I...
I understand the meaning of the dream and blush.
Oh, what are you thinking! I rubbed my face hard and said to myself, "how can I really dream when I drink too much?"
I took a long breath, calmed down for a while, picked up my mobile phone and sent it back to an Yu, "happy Spring Festival sister!"! I drank too much last night. I saw it. I'm sorry. I don't have a phone call from Uncle Jiu. Please send it to me. "After that, I got up and got out of bed and went to the balcony. I called my father and my second uncle to celebrate the new year.
"I used to call after midnight. What's the matter this year?" My dad asked.