In the evening, a group of us sat down around the dining table. The New Year is auspicious and the dishes must be in an even number, so there are fresh seafood, chicken, duck and fish on the table, a total of twenty-six dishes, including abalone and jellyfish.
Except for the head and lobster, which are provided by the hotel, everything else is made by Leilei.
Leile is a desperado who doesn't break shoes, doesn't like gambling, doesn't play games, and only drinks with people who have the right temperament for him.
People say that eating is in Guangdong, so after Leilei went there, he usually didn’t have any hobbies. He just liked to cook dishes, make soups, etc. His skills were quite good after practicing, although he was not as good as a hotel chef.
But it's obviously much better than someone like me who only knows how to fry eggs. It is said that the most expensive thing in his house is kitchen utensils. A broken plate costs several hundred yuan, which is quite a luxury.
"Come, try them all, old vinegar stings your head, and this dish, my own creation, repertoire, passing youth...!" Leilei wore an apron and greeted loudly.
"The passing youth? What can I say??" Wang Mumu poked at a plate of colorful vegetables with chopsticks strangely.
"It was a thunderstorm night. I was alone, sitting on the balcony having a few drinks, and suddenly inspiration burst out from my heart...an inexplicable sadness spread...!!"
"Peng!" I kicked him away and scolded: "You should speak your mind properly, don't act like a fool like Wang Dash!"
"That night, I was damn hungry, so I took out two unopened green apples, small oranges, dragon fruit and the like from the refrigerator. I put some salad on it and made it for myself. But it tastes really good. Try it.
!" Leile said, scratching his head in embarrassment.
"Can this be delicious??" Yaoyao took a bite with her chopsticks, blinked, and was a little afraid to eat.
"Wang Toad, you try it first!!" Dakang kicked Wang Mumu and said.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to try...!" Wang Mumu carefully picked up a piece, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed twice, nodded thoughtfully, put down his chopsticks and said slowly: "Young and astringent.
The sweetness of apples and oranges, the bitterness of papaya...accompanied by the stickiness of salad...Although it is not delicious, it is worthy of the passing youth...Leilei, you are so fucking artistic again!! Just for this name
Son, I have to drink two cups!!”
"Come on! For the sake of our passing youth and this gathering, I hope that we homeless children can sit together and talk, drink and chat every year in the future! Cheers!" I smiled.
He stood up, said a few words loudly, and picked up the wine glass.
"Girls, stop drinking. You're all so fucking drunk that no one will clean the house in a while!" Wang Mumu said with bared teeth.
"Fuck, Aunt Chen, take an earpick, who are you trying to fool? Change to a bigger cup!!" Dakang patted Chenchen's head and said dissatisfied.
"...Are you going to challenge me? If I don't drink you to death and become paralyzed today, Wang Mumu will take your surname!!!" Chenchen stood up and started to drink directly from the bowl.
"Shred!"
"Cut it into pieces!"
"Cut...cut...fuck, cut whatever you want, cheers!"
…
Everyone stood up, talked lively, and drank with laughter. We were eating the food, and the wine was flowing. We were so noisy that our faces turned red and our necks thickened. Some said that Wang Mumu should marry the chicken intestines, and some said that we should watch the chicken.
If the intestines are facing, you know she is a slut. I advise Wang Mumu to observe more...
Chenchen also said that people with some status have long names, such as Xiaoquan, Annan, and Bin Laden, so when Zhang Meng gives birth to a child, he should give him a longer name, called "Meng Li Wang, Zhang Yang, Maba"
"O" will definitely be able to become the president of the earth in the future...
For this reason, Zhang Meng held her stomach and used a set of palm techniques that fell from the sky...
Yaoyao and I seemed to be avoiding each other, and everyone had a tacit understanding not to bring the topic to us...
At around 12 o'clock in the evening, the ground was in a mess, and the sofa was staggered. Wang Mumu was holding two broken chopsticks and a bowl on his head. Standing on the stool, Wang Mumu was standing on the stool, waving his two chopsticks, and commanding everyone.
"The birds on the tree are in pairs, let's have a baby... they are in pairs!! Get ready to sing!!" Wang Mumu sang the tune of Huangmei Opera in a standard way.
"Both husband and wife return the home, hey, return the home...!" Everyone agreed.
"Be louder!!! Be more excited!! The essence of this play is to show Dong Yong's sleeping fairy's secret joy!! Come again! Hey, one baby... in pairs! Get ready to sing!!" Wang Mumu
Frowning, he shouted again in dissatisfaction.
"Hey, hey, hey... in pairs!!!!!!!!!" the crowd roared.
…
We all sang Huangmei Opera with this idiot Wang Mumu for half an hour, and our voices were all hoarse. He was still not satisfied, saying that he had just found some feeling, so he suggested singing.
Except for Zhang Meng, who vetoed this proposal, everyone else agreed, because Zhang Meng knew that she would not be able to go if she agreed. Pregnancy + staying up late + drinking + second-hand smoke + Wang Mumu's noise would be too harmful to the baby.
"Girls, stay alone and stay with Zhang Meng at home!!!" Zhang Xi made a suggestion with drunken eyes.
In the end, the little nurse drew a short lottery ticket and stayed at home, while Linlin and Yaoyao went to fool around with me...
A group of us walked downstairs, arm in arm, but none of us were driving. Instead, we stood in a row holding hands. More than ten people ran forward together, directly across the middle of the road, singing while running.
Singing.
I was very happy. I haven’t felt this way for a long time. When she saw others setting off fireworks, Yaoyao bit her lips and said to me with her pretty face flushed from the cold: "I want to see the fireworks!! The biggest and brightest!!"
After she finished speaking, before I could move, Chenchen, Dakang, Leilei, Wang Mumu and others stopped directly in the middle of the road and stopped a tricycle that was selling firecrackers and fireworks as they were rushing home for the New Year's Eve dinner.
"Hit, beat, beat... rob!!" Ji Changzi stood in front of the car and said with unsteady steps.
"Fuck it, it's sold out!" The uncle wearing a ragged army cotton-padded jacket said with a bared teeth and a smile.
"Snapped!!"
Wang Mumu had a rare moment of openness. He took out more than 1,000 cash in his pocket and asked very arrogantly: "Do you think this is okay?"
"If you want to fight like this... I really don't have anything to say... Wife, go give them the fireworks that our family will set off at night!!" The uncle said with a smile.
"What should we put for them??" said the aunt sitting in the passenger seat of the tricycle.
"They are all children. Let's have fun during the Chinese New Year and let them play! Haha!" The big man said kindly and lifted two boxes of firecrackers and fireworks from behind.
We swarmed up, each holding a bunch of them, then we took out our cigarettes, lit them, and started standing in a row on the edge of the road.
"Peng!!! Pengpeng...!!"
The bright fireworks rose slowly, lighting up the entire night. They were extremely beautiful. Yaoyao came over, took my arm, smiled, and looked at the sky...
Not to be outdone, Linlin clenched her little feet because of the cold, took my other arm, tilted her head and smiled silly at me...
"Chenchen, look! Ling Weiwei!!!" Wang Mumu roared suddenly.
"Uh-huh!!"
Chenchen squatted on the ground and turned around instinctively.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!!!!"
Wang Mumu lit a 10,000-ring firecracker and tied it directly to Chenchen's belt...
Chenchen's Adidas down jacket, which cost more than 2,000 yuan, was completely shattered into small holes in an instant, and goose feathers were flying all over the sky...
"Haha, Mumu, you are so bad!!" Leilei cursed with a silly smile.
"Peng!!"
Just as Leilei finished speaking, a cannon exploded from his buttocks in an instant, and his woolen pants were miserable.
"Uh-huh!!"
Leilei turned around and cursed: "Dakang, **** your uncle!!"
"Haha!!" Dakang held the fireworks and threw them at Leilei...
The crowd was in a huddle, beaming with joy, and everyone had a bright smile on their face...