"Three, two, one!"

After the host shouted, the New Year's bell sounded from the screen. The Chinese people gathered in Moxiang Tower cheered, and they temporarily forgot their age. After the jubilation, the elderly continued to stay to watch Peking Opera, while some were

The parents ordered Banana, who had been sitting there until now, to leave.

"Let's go back." Li Mo waved to Qingyi.

The two walked out of Moxiang Building and heard the crackling sound of firecrackers outside. Qingyi was surprised: "The noise is disturbing the people, but the Boston police don't care?"

"What the hell, we are only allowed to set off firecrackers once a year?" Li Mo said in an arrogant tone, "By the way, go to my place now and watch the lion dance and dragon dance later."

"What! Such a big battle?"

"Damn, don't be so surprised, okay? There is a show every year, you just didn't come to see it, you're such an otaku!"

"Yes, yes," Qingyi said perfunctorily.

Chinatown has long been a scenic spot in Boston, attracting Americans here, not to mention the Chinese New Year performances. Western faces can be seen everywhere in Chinatown. Every shop is decorated with lights and colors, and there are loudspeakers playing Chinese New Year music.

An old Chinese song. Several red ropes tied with red lanterns connect street lamps and green trees, like a dragon that only exists in legends. There is a big platform at the intersection. Although the platform is empty, foreigners have already

Waiting at the stage with a handheld dv.

Qingyi and Li Mo came to Hongyi Martial Arts Hall and saw that several coaches had brought out a few lion dances, a dragon dance plate, and a large drum with peeling paint. Qingyi couldn't help but be surprised: "Your martial arts center will perform?"

"Nonsense, why don't you go find the chef and waiter at Moxianglou to perform?" When Li Mo stood in Chinatown, he was confident and it was effortless to despise Qingyi. He stomped up the stairs and came down again.

He had changed his outfit: a black kung fu shirt with gold clouds and brocade, and a pair of black cloth shoes. His eyes were shining like the wind when he walked, and like green pines when he stood. He was indescribably heroic. He didn't even think about it.

, he picked up a single black lion and walked out of the door with his head held high.

This guy forgets about others when he acts cool. Qingyi slanders him.

The members of the lion dance team put on the lion dance and went out in a noisy manner. Qingyi followed the lion dance team ten meters behind, neither fast nor slow. Why were they so far apart? Because some curious foreigners pointed their cameras at the lion dance

The team was filming randomly, but he didn't want to be affected. Even when the staff arranged gongs and drums, he strolled around backstage like no one else.

Soon, when a gong sounded, the drum beat became hot. The voice of China rang in a foreign land. The voice was red, passionate, and full of blood. At this moment, the dragon-shaped dead thing

It came alive, riding on the red blood, rushing to the stage excitedly, circling, holding its head high, looking up to the sun to cheer up! With the sound of drums, the long dragon's body twisted and twisted, but it was a little lazy, as if it had finished basking in the sun

Then I have to hibernate again.

"Go up." Li Mo sat down and said simply.

The team members holding the dragon balls on the long pole jumped on the stage and used the dragon balls to seduce them. The dragon immediately turned from laziness to excitement and danced endlessly chasing the dragon balls. The team members did not make a sound and kept moving. Everyone cooperated flawlessly.

.The drum beat became more and more urgent, but the team members did not make a wrong step, and instead made Changlong really live on this stage!

After a while, Li Mo said again: "Go up."

One by one, the two-person lion dance came on stage and forced the dragon to the other side of the stage. The Chinese audience roared with cheers: "Lion and dragon fight!" The American audience was very curious, and some people asked what this word meant.

Qingyi asked: "Why don't you come on stage?"

"There's no rush." ​​Li Mo's hand reminded the lion's head, his eyes like strong gunpowder, ready to explode. What is he waiting for?

Qingyi had never heard of the so-called "lion-dragon fight", but this time it opened his eyes. The awakening lion and the dancing dragon tested each other a few times, and then they officially fought! The long dragon swam along the outer edge of the stage, wrapping around the middle, and the golden dragon danced.

The scales flashed in a way that was dazzling; while the awakening lions moved dangerously among the heavy golden scales, either jumping over the dragon's back or rolling under the dragon's belly. In just a few rounds, the awakening lions were scattered around the stage in embarrassment.

, the dragon coiled up its body to protect the dragon ball.

Qingyi felt his eyes dazzled. Li Mo disappeared beside him, and there was a thin black lion on the stage! This black lion was not in a hurry to do anything, and just walked slowly around the stage. The other awakening lions all bowed their heads.

To show submission, the long dragon stared at the black lion in surprise, not daring to look away for a moment.

"What a slut, what a slut." Qing Yi couldn't help but laugh. Li Mo loves showing off, just like his character ID, he is like a sharp blade that has to stand out.

After showing off, the black lion swaggered up to the long dragon and dug its paws into the ground, as if to demonstrate. The long dragon flexed and stretched, but it didn't buy the black lion's account at all. The size difference between the two sides was too great, and the long dragon had no reason to bow its head.

As soon as the gong sounds, the drum beats even louder!

The black lion pounced on the dragon! I don’t know which fleeting flaw it found, so it rolled in from under the dragon and was surrounded by golden scales! The next moment, the awakening lion rose from the ground and spun around in the air.

Half! With this spin, the long dragon seemed to be struck by lightning, swung its tail, turned and ran away. The black lion wanted to chase, but the long dragon turned around and passed the black lion again. The black lion let out a roar.

, the lions blocked in front of the dragon one after another. Thinking about how majestic the dragon is, it was intercepted time and time again. The mouse scurrying away was really worthy of the name of a dragon. It couldn't bear it anymore, and raised its head, while the black lion faced it bravely--

As soon as the gongs sounded and the drums stopped, the audience came to their senses - the dragons and lions that were originally alive suddenly turned back into dead objects, and the performers were seen standing on the stage, panting. Then, enthusiastically

The applause surrounded them, making them even more energetic.

Li Mo did not stay on the stage to enjoy the applause. Instead, he raised the black lion and jumped in front of Qing Yi. He breathed every two seconds, every two seconds, and his expression was natural and calm, without even a drop of sweat as big as a grain of rice. He smiled and asked: "

Is it okay?”

Qingyi shook his head, smiled and clapped: "Okay, of course! Why don't you go to Hollywood to make action movies?"

"That's great, we can meet popular actresses!"

"People don't like to eat mustard."

"Forget it, you ignorant woman."

Of course, the performances are not only lion dancing, dragon dancing, but also many Chinese folk performances such as Yangko dancing and stilt walking. The performers are all Chinese who rehearse spontaneously. The performers do not get a penny in compensation, but everyone

They participated enthusiastically. After watching the performance, the lion awakening team set off along the long street. The lions shook their heads and looked so naive. Every time they walked to a shop, the boss would smile and give a big red envelope, and then the lions would

Bowing to him.

Li Mo and Qing Yi walked behind the team, saying proudly: "This is the only time in a year that you can make a lot of extra money, hehe. I'll invite you to sing karaoke later!"

After hearing this, Qingyi felt that this guy was so generous, but he didn't expect that after the team returned, they went directly to Moxiang Tower. This didn't count as a "please" at all. He didn't even know if this guy paid for it!

After making a fuss all afternoon, Qingyi's stomach filled with New Year's Eve dinner began to growl again. Li Mo wanted to keep him here for dinner, but Qingyi was unwilling to die. He didn't want to eat Chinese food twice in one day ("bastard")

"When you were in China, you didn't eat Chinese food three times a day!" Li Mo said), wanting to go back.

"I have a car, let me take you back. Alas, who calls me a good person?"

"Okay." Qingyi thought of the minivan of Xinglong Express and nodded. In fact, he underestimated Li Mo again.

Li Mo walked up to a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, stepped on it gracefully, put on his helmet, and his tone became like a street racing gang: "Come up."

"You said you were carrying me with this thing?" The way Qing Yi looked at Harley was exactly the same as the way Li Mo looked at Jay Chou.

"What, do you have any opinions?"

"Of course, it's so cold when the wind blows!"

"Go back and do a hundred sit-ups and you won't be cold anymore!"

Ignoring Qingyi's trembling protests, Harley quickly sent Qingyi downstairs. At this time, Qingyi's face was tightly wrapped in a scarf, just like a Taliban woman, and even her eyes were exactly the same as theirs.

, full of wariness and suspicion. Of course, the eyes of the persecuted person had no effect on Li Mo. The cold-blooded street racing gang just said goodbye and drove away.

Qingyi untied his scarf and went upstairs. When he returned home, he suddenly found several dishes on the table that had gone cold. Apart from him, the only person with the key to his house was Mrs. Green, so it was Mrs. Green who put the dishes on the table.

On the table. He was a little panicked and immediately checked his cell phone and found that there were several incoming calls from Mrs. Green, but he was watching a show at the time, so he didn't notice it.

He finally understood what he had missed.

He missed the New Year's Eve dinner that Mrs. Green cooked for him.

During the past two Spring Festivals, he did stay at home, but he was not lonely, because the old lady would always cook him a table of delicious food and celebrate the New Year with him. This has become a routine. This year, he celebrated the New Year with his compatriots

, but forgot about the old man. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little sore in his nose.

It turns out that there are still people in this world who pay silently for me but don’t mind being ignored by me.

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At 6 o'clock in the evening, the doorbell rang.

Qingyi opened the door and said happily: "Mrs. Green!" Then he was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I went to Chinatown today to celebrate the New Year without notifying you in advance."

"Next time, remember to pay attention to the phone and don't let me worry for so long. You are already adults and you have to learn to be responsible for others." Mrs. Green was still not angry, but gave a gentle yet serious instruction. She looked at Qingyi and was submissive.

With such a look, I couldn't help but reach out and touch his head, and said with a smile: "Why don't you come over for dinner?"

"No, come and eat at my place today." Qingyi grabbed Mrs. Green's hand and led her to the dining table without any explanation. Then he ran to her house and brought all the dishes over, drooling as he walked:

"Wow, pickled cucumbers! There are so many today! Long live!"

After putting the dishes on the table, he ran into the kitchen, brought out two plates of golden and fragrant egg fried rice, and loudly shouted: "Dang dang! Chinese special food, egg fried rice!"

"It smells so good." Mrs. Green asked in surprise: "My child, did you make this?"

Qingyi nodded vigorously and handed her a spoon: "Eat quickly, it's freshly baked!"

Mrs. Green tasted it curiously, her eyes lit up, and she sincerely praised: "It turns out that I have been wrong all along, you are actually very talented in cooking!"

"That goes without saying! I can learn such a simple thing casually." Qingyi hit the snake with the stick and immediately put gold on his face.

"In that case, I decided to teach you how to cook more dishes, okay?" How long had Mrs. Green been with him, and could she still see through this little lie? She slyly scared him, and it really worked, and he immediately became more honest.

Under the orange light, the two of them talked and laughed and shared dinner.

Why are you so happy during the Chinese New Year this year?

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