Chapter 273：

In the morning, I simply steamed a pot of steamed buns and ate this lamb soup. Everyone started to get busy. Tang Miao was the head chef on New Year's Eve.

"The spring ravioli boiled water for spare time, at the same time steamed buns, rolled dumpling skins, Chunbo chopped, Uncle Wen and Uncle Wu killed rabbits and chickens, Tang Xin peeled potatoes and radishes, Tang Yi and Tang San split materials, Zhang Wang, Feng Wild Eviscerate, Tang Qi pickles and serves as a logistic.

Charles and Blackway were also very busy-busy slobbering beside the bone-stove.

As for Tang Sihuang, I'm sorry. People are like bosses. They just need to sit on the sofa, read the magazine while drinking tea in the brazier, and occasionally point out a sentence, "The pot is boiled, and" or "the bones are too big. Now, chop a little ".

Everyone was working so hot that Tang Miao took out the computer and put some festive music like "Gong Xi Fa Cai". Everyone was busy and quickly copied the atmosphere of the New Year.

"Daddy, come and help me with your sleeves." Tang Miao and the chopped Chunbo are making dumplings. They just rolled up their sleeves and slid down, glancing jealously at Mr. Tang.

Tang Sihuang walked forward unhurriedly, slowly rolled up his sleeves, glanced at the dumplings he wrapped, commented: "The appearance is not beautiful."

Then he slowly walked back to the sofa to continue reading.

Tang Miao secretly gritted her teeth, waited for two minutes, and said, "Daddy, I'm a little thirsty, please trouble me with a glass of water."

Tang Sihuang did not have any objection, got up again and poured him a cup of tea, made it warm with cold water, and delivered it to Tang Miao's mouth.

Tang Miao took a few sips and thanked them with a smile.

Less than two minutes later, he called again, "Daddy, the plate is full, please change it."

Everyone looked in surprise and secretly said: Look for 碴.

司 Tang Sihuang looked up and looked at Tang Miao with a smile, Tang Miao smiled at him innocently.

司 Tang Sihuang stood up, simply pulled a chair beside him, continued to read and acted as the supervisor, Tang Miao finally rested.

Tang Xin and others couldn't help laughing.

多 At four o'clock in the afternoon, everything should be prepared. Tang Miao, Chun Yan, Tang Chun and Feng Ye started cooking New Year's Eve.

The "fish" is a must-have for Chinese New Year's Eve. Although it is two dried fish, it has a very delicious taste after Townsend's extraordinary cooking. A large plate of chicken, which represents auspicious happiness, braised meatballs, symbolizes a happy reunion. Coriander, Four Seasons Evergreen-Spring spinach grown in the backyard grows very well. Dumplings symbolize family fun. In addition, there are several dishes that have rarely been eaten since the zombie crisis. Potato chips, radish slices, Kelp, cabbage, spinach, lamb slices and meatballs do not need to pay attention to this time, how to lively, how to eat well.

Everyone listened to the north wind outside the window, ate meat around the round table, and adored each other with a glass of wine, the atmosphere became warm, but after a few glasses of wine, everyone somehow became a little bit sad, and the spring cricket was more Crying in a low voice, what will happen in the new year? No need to think, no need to answer, raise the cup and do it!

The big men opened their stomachs to eat vegetables, and they drank with their stomachs open. They were drunk. They said all kinds of drunken words, and the table was a mess.

"Alian, where are you, I want to die for you ..."

"Tang Wu, don't grab my **** ..."

"Let's leave for you again ..."

Uh ...

Except for Spring 婶, probably only Tang Sihuang and Tang Xin remain sober.

Even Tang Miao was faint, he was not for anything else, but for his feelings for Tang Sihuang. In this day that should have been very festive, he suddenly felt very painful, very lonely, and his eyes were sour, After drinking another glass of wine, he went to Tang Sihuang's side, got into his arms, and kept choking.