The Chinese New Year is important to the existence of Eastern pedigree civilization.
Whether it is an ordinary thing or an extraordinary person, it is a day of great importance.
Yi Xia walked out of the alley.
Supermarkets and shops, which were quite depressed in the past, have ushered in the busiest moment of the year.
People who have returned from all over the world are preparing for their reunion in the near future.
This is also because this area is close to rural areas.
Further towards the center of the city, you can see a depressing scene.
"Roasted sweet potatoes, corn..."
Miwa, who was passing by, shouted in a tone full of local accent.
It slowly shuttled among the crowd, stopping occasionally, and a group of people quickly gathered.
Yi Xia sniffed...
Those sweet potatoes may not be bad.
But I didn't buy it either.
I just sat in front of the shop on the wooden chair provided for the convenience of the neighbors, watching all this with interest.
This brought back some memories of Yi Xia.
Yi Xia, who had just completed a long killing spree, did not intend to plunge into a bloody battle so quickly.
Compared with the previous monitoring, it has more destructive power and is as vigilant as a child.
Now, he integrates into this world more safely and comfortably.
Like the eldest son of heaven, he gradually became accustomed to this change of identity.
"Brother Yi!"
Just when Yi Xia leisurely took out a bottle of mint witch medicine and drank it as she was doing.
Behind him, a rather familiar voice came.
Yi Xia turned her head and saw Yi Jiao carrying a large bag of snacks.
The older woman behind her should be her mother.
Yi Xia has never been to Yi Jiao's house, but she probably still took note of her scent.
What's more, there are very few mortal things on earth that can carry the faint breath of a dragon.
Yi Mu and Yi Xia exchanged pleasantries and left with Yi Jiao.
It can be seen that Yi Jiao really wants to stay and accompany a certain "lonely old man" Yi Xia.
She felt as if she hadn't seen any of Yi Xia's relatives, friends, girlfriends, etc.
Every time I see him, he always looks alone.
Maybe, this is the price of being strong?
By the way, where is his toad?
Yi Jiao left.
Their figures blended into the bustling crowd and soon disappeared. This is a very lyrical picture.
But Yi Xia's perception can clearly encompass the entire Liucheng.
So there are no surprises or surprises.
In a sense, too much power will also destroy some concepts of romance and the like.
Yi Xia stretched out comfortably as if there was no one around.
Then, I felt my lower body suddenly sinking.
The clicking sound at the same time proved what happened.
Yi Xia was stunned for a rare moment, then carried a chair to the boss who was busy inside to discuss compensation.
Some time ago, I got used to being wanton in a foreign world.
Once back on Earth, it is inevitable that I will feel a little uncomfortable.
The boss looked at the broken chair that Yi Xia was sitting on and was amazed.
He looked at Yi Xia and said that Yi Xia must be a practicing practitioner.
This old-fashioned wooden chair is not so easy to break.
More often than not, it starts with missing arms and legs...
It was a strange thing that Yi Xia broke down this nice chair.
He didn't take Yi Xia's money, but chatted with him.
"Aren't you going back for the New Year?"
The owner of this shop is in the sheet metal business.
But now, at the end of the year, the plate business depends on luck.
Most of the time, I go to the grocery store owned by my sister-in-law next door to help out.
He is a serious local, and he has caught up with the development and demolition benefits of old industrial areas.
He didn't make a fortune as others imagined.
I barely managed to hold up two stores. With my hard work, there were no accidents and life was prosperous.
"I just came back, but I have to go out and buy some new year's goods these days."
Yi Xia smiled and didn't explain too much to the boss about the concepts of local or foreign.
For him, returning to the earth and setting foot on this yellow land means going home.
Where to go, just like all things wondering whether to reunite on the first floor or the second floor, it really doesn't make much sense.
"I have to buy some New Year's goods. Isn't it just for these few days all year long?"
"As the old man says, you have to have hope!"
The boss expertly lit a cigarette and handed it to Yi Xia.
Yi Xia shook his head and refused, and threw him a bottle of Sanyang Decoction.
This was made by him when he was killing those evil race war beasts in Oghaydog.
Speaking of which, he still owed someone a batch of Sanyang Decoction.
But that won’t happen until after the new year.
Years ago, who was still messing with these things?
And before that, he had already discussed it with the other party.
"Is this a new thing?"
The boss glanced at the Sanyang decoction that Yi Xia threw over.
He glanced at it suspiciously, and it didn't look like wine.
“Beef penis soup.”
Yi Xia picked up the melon seeds on the counter, took a bite, and then explained casually.
In short, they can be regarded as the same kind of gadgets, and there is no essential difference in raw materials.
It sounds pretty much the same.
The boss was stunned for a moment, then accepted this rather hard-core gift.
He has never seen anyone give this thing away.
But when I hear the name, I feel awe-inspiring, and I see that he is a real guy.
Items like this are always good if they can be given away as gifts.
For example, homemade pickles and the like.
Not to mention that the eight towns in the ten miles apart are famous far and wide, but one place is also well-known.
The two chatted for a while.
After the boss talked about the many ridiculous things that the sister-in-law next door encountered while selling goods, he talked about the overall trend of the current international economic situation, and expressed a series of related opinions.
Yi Xia said goodbye to her boss.
This is also a joke...
Before the New Year, the suburbs were much busier than usual.
Even the food stalls are of all kinds.
But most of them are older people.
Those who do business in the university town have already closed their stalls and gone home.
These are mostly those who traveled to various market towns before.
Yi Xia bought a large portion of tofu noodle.
The tofu in the wooden barrel, wrapped in a thick quilt, was still warm.
The white sugar has melted and precipitated a bit, making the tofu puffs sweeter as you eat them.
Yi Xia enjoyed this rare peace and enthusiasm.
In a daze, his sea of consciousness, surrounded by endless fire, seemed to become a little quieter.
However, Cunning, who was usually controlled by many evil horoscopes, began to shake his head.
Soon it was dusk.
With the afterglow of the setting sun, the streets gradually became deserted.
Yi Xia finished eating the oranges in her hand that were fed by the stall owner next to her, and slowly stood up.
After a day of rest, it’s time to get busy.
Let’s prepare some fish first.
This is always indispensable during the Chinese New Year.
Even if it's not something as rare as a golden fish, it must be of ancient bloodline.
Afterwards, Yi Xia returned to the basement.
He opened the comprehensive network panel and began to search for fish-related comprehensive network copies.
At the same time, Ji Shuan looked at the deserted villa as his friends went home one after another for the New Year, and sighed sadly.
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How can monks like us indulge in worldly things?
"Ring ring ring..."
At this moment, a message prompting music of special concern came from the mobile phone.
Ji Shuan suddenly became energetic.
Could it be that Wu Kui agreed to let him go to her hometown to visit her?
Well, monks like us pay special attention to traditional etiquette...
This chapter has been completed!