Chapter 597: Flowers are similar every year

A New Year’s Eve dinner may become an unforgettable memory for everyone here, half of which is a hearty dish and half from that harmonious atmosphere.

Finally, the fat man evaluated which dish had the least left and which one was the most popular. As a result, Lao Wu's fiery fire was really eaten up and ranked first.

The chicken heart was originally a bit fishy, ​​but when it was burned by the wine, the fishy smell was completely gone and the cellar fragrance was strong. When I started eating, it caught fire when I picked it up on the chopsticks, but it was extinguished quickly and I could eat it with a little blow.

In order to compete for ranking, Qiqi and the others drank the fruit plate and even the soup, ranking first. Although the fat man carefully cooked a few things, they were the main ones, because they had enough portions, so the most left was not rated at all.

After removing the cup and plate, everyone started making dumplings. Qiqi took out a few steel steaks, candy cubes, peanuts, etc., put them on the panel, and asked everyone to pack them in for a while, and then they started asking for New Year’s money.

Several old men sat on the kang, giving them money one by one, five yuan per person, which was considered a big ticket at that time. The fat old man was holding a stack of brand new one-dollar paper tickets in his hand and muttered: "Why haven't those little kids come yet?"

As soon as he finished talking, the boy scouts outside drove in, in a mighty manner, with thirty or forty, and suddenly filled the house.

Erfeizi finally squeezed out a little bit of the place, then knelt down and kowtowed: "Uncle Fatty, we are all here to wish you a happy new year!"

"Come from your fat grandfather first. Have you seen that anyone sitting on the edge of the kang is ready to pay New Year's money." The fat man said with a smile.

The little kids were so happy that they kept kowtowing. The fat old man, the old man Wu, the old man Wu, and the fat man gave them one dollar one. Each of them got four New Year's money, which made the kids' snot soaked in the nose.

After Erfei kowtowed, she realized that she was a little dizzy just now. She kowtowed to the Japanese cherry woman, feeling a little disappointed, so she reached over.

When Masashi Sakurada saw the fat guys and the others sending money, she understood the general idea, so she pulled out one from her wallet: "I don't have change, this one is for you."

Erfeizi took it and looked at both sides: "Can this money be spent?"

"It's Japanese yen, of course it can be used." The fat man reminded him next to him.

The other little kids also came up and looked at the colorful bill, and saw that it said "Qian yen". They didn't know the one behind, but they had learned the one before.

"One thousand yuan!" The little kids were all shocked. Unexpectedly, this Japanese woman was so generous. Erfeizi felt heavy when she held the money. She didn't know whether she should accept it, so she looked at Uncle Fat with her eyes.

The fat man nodded: "Since it is the New Year's money I gave you, please accept it. One thousand yen, if it is exchanged for RMB, it will be less than one hundred yuan."

The kids finally breathed a sigh of relief, and some of them secretly despised them: "It's really worthless!"

After paying New Year's greetings, all the children retreated and fought in various places. Qiqi and the others also carried small lanterns and followed the large army, and could get back with some hangers.

Everyone got together to make dumplings. There was no sound of firecrackers outside, but they were all crispy. They were the little whip set off by the children. They were reluctant to put them away. They were one hundred heads, and they were taken down one by one.

Benben and Maomao also followed behind to visit each other. Although they didn’t know what day it was, it was quite lively anyway and could make some delicious food at any house, so they were naturally happy.

After the dumplings were wrapped, the fat man asked the little kids to pay New Year's greetings, so he went to the street and shouted: "Flowers are blooming-"

The so-called flower set-up is to set off fireworks. This thing is still a new thing and a luxury in Kaoshantun. Everyone has only seen it on TV, but has never seen it with their own eyes.

So after the fat man's throat, in addition to those little kids, hundreds of adults came over to see the new things.

The fat man couldn't help but grab the back of his head. His original intention was to call those little kids. Because the fireworks he bought were all children's things and were cheap, he would be very happy to make the kids laugh. I didn't expect that so many adults would come, I'm afraid I would be a little sorry for the audience.

"Fat uncle, set it off quickly-" The children were anxious and kept urging. When they set off firecrackers, when they saw that there was no sound, they would fold the firecrackers from the middle, then pour out the medicine face inside, use a little match, and sniff a large piece of it, just treat it as setting off fireworks.

"Come on, each person has a hand-crank flower first." The fat man gave them a hand-crank flower less than a foot long. Below is a thin bamboo stick, held in his hands, and a layer of colored paper with his hands, with medicine on it.

"Put it into your lantern and light it, and then take it out quickly." As soon as the fat man directed, the little kids acted in unison, lit the fireworks, and the fireworks were everywhere.

Wow—The children all cheered, then swung their arms and shook out a large circle, which looked even more illusory. Unfortunately, the time was too short, and it was extinguished in less than a minute. They all held thin bamboo sticks and were reluctant to let go.

The world of fireworks is indeed the most attractive to children.

"There are better ones below." The fat man took out a few fireworks in the shape of a flower basket, and carried them with wires. Because there were too many people, the fat man found a wooden stick to carry them, lifted them into the air, and then lit the twist.

Hesitate, the flower basket begins to rotate rapidly, and at the same time, dazzling fireworks erupt. Because it rotates fast, it looks like it is spraying around at the same time, which is very dazzling.

The flames of the red, purple, green, and the flowers changed several colors and then went out. The children were stunned and forgot to cheer for a moment.

The fat man was secretly happy: "Haha, this two cents are really worth spending."

So I took out a few more earths to make spring, stuck to the snow, and after lighting them, various fireworks one or two meters high rose, like flowers competing for beauty. At that time, some high-end fireworks, such as those that were scattered by hundreds of meters high, were rarely seen among the people.

Even those long tube-shaped beads that jump from the sky were popularized in large numbers after a few years. So it would be great to see the fat man putting it like this.

There is also a rotary disc. When putting it, you need to find a large washing basin, lit it and throw it into it, so that it can rotate rapidly in the basin; if it is placed on the ground, it will not be able to rotate when it encounters bumpy pits.

Although the fat guys made all gadgets, everyone was still very satisfied with watching them. Most people saw them with their own eyes for the first time, and of course they were deeply impressed.

"This thing is really good, it's a bit expensive. I just sneer for a few dollars, and it's gone." The owner of the car praised the beauty of the fireworks, while sighing that this thing is too expensive.

The fat man didn't argue that this pure consumer product can only be popularized after everyone has eaten their fill and their living standards and quality have generally improved. It is precisely because of its rareness and relative preciousness that it feels more wonderful when it is put on now.

"Uncle Fat, why don't you buy more-" The kids were all unhappy.

"When you have a promising future, you can buy it yourself. It will be a hundred sets better than this one." The fat man did not forget to inspire the little kids' fighting spirit.

When we returned to the house, the Spring Festival Gala had already begun. Everyone was waiting in front of the TV and chatting. Several old men didn’t like watching TV very much, so they sat on the kang to watch cards.

However, when the song "The Moon on the Fifteenth, shining on the Border" sounded, the fat old man and the old man Wu were still watching with all their attention. Finally, the four guards saluted with a click, and tears flashed in their eyes, which was indeed moved.

"This song is very good. What's the name of the girl who sang?" Old Man Wu praised. He usually likes to listen to those high-pitched and loud marches. He regards such lyrical songs as melodious sounds. Today, he is a reversal of this wrong view.

The fat man smiled and stood up to cook dumplings. Everyone also put the table to pick up bowls, and the leftovers were served at night. A large plate of pig claws was placed on each table, which the people called "money rake".

Ye Zi was already asleep on the kang. Sister Ye pulled her to wake her up, and the dumplings couldn't fall. Maomao Benben and they all lay down to sleep, but were all awakened by Qiqi.

I was woken up when I was sleeping soundly. At first I was not very happy, but when I saw that I started eating again, I immediately became energetic. Benben was a little confused: What food should I eat in the middle of the night?

The dumplings were served on the table, and firecrackers were ringing outside. The fat old man picked up a dumpling: "Year after year--"

Old Man Wu and Mrs. Ye were the most touched by his words. Several people have experienced the hesitation between life and death, and cherish the preciousness of life even more.

Of course, the fat man could hear the implicit meaning and nodded secretly: Yes, living is actually the most happy thing.

"Eat dumplings, make a wish." Qiqi and the others started to grab dumplings, mainly looking for the steel stews, peanuts and candy wrapped inside.

"It's useless to pick it up. If you should eat it, just pick it up." The fat man smiled, stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a dumpling, took a bite, and then put the remaining half into the bowl with a big braid.

Qiqi's sharp eyes: "Sugar-filled, Fat Uncle and Sister Xiaoyu, I wish you sweetness."

The big braid blushed a little, but he lowered his head and ate half of the dumplings.

Dang-Ye Zi spit the steel slap in her mouth on the table, and then shouted excitedly: "I have the best luck!"

Qiqi didn't eat anything, she was a little anxious. She couldn't make a mark. When the fat man saw it, he brought a plate and pulled a few into the empty plate in front of Qiqi.

After another clip, Qiqi also spit out a steel slaughter with aura: "Haha, I've eaten it too!"

There was also a steel steak that was eaten until the end, and the dumplings were eaten up and did not appear. Qiqi didn't give up and took the steak to the bottom of the pot and fished it twice. If the dumplings were cooked, the steel steak would sink to the bottom, but unfortunately there was no one.

"Which financial fan ate it secretly and put the steel trowel in his pocket. Brother Monkey, are you?" the fat man said with a smile.

The monkey was playing with the monkey and shook his head, then slapped his thighs suddenly: "Fatty, I see you gave several plates of monkeys, bears, etc., so it wouldn't be wrapped in it."

The fat man grabbed the back of his head. Thinking about the way Benben and Fat Bear were eating voraciously, it was really possible that he could just swallow the steel horn into his stomach.
Chapter completed!