The Game Warrior Chapter 186: Making dumplings for Chinese New Year
It’s just that Sister Shui clearly underestimated the difficulty of this matter even though she was planning ahead.
Speaking of making dumplings, foreigners don’t just churn out the skin, and the dumplings that are made out of all sides are like sculptures. Huang Rong and Mo Ye only eat them on weekdays. It’s no different from foreigners.
As for Sister Shui, the convener said that it sounds nice. She is called the newborn calf, not afraid of tigers. It doesn’t sound good. She also says that she is really wrapped up in her mouth. It’s not as decent as Huang Rong Moye who is a country like those foreigners. It.
The only thing that looks a little bit is Lin Ling. Although the dumplings are not made into skins, they are quite fluent. Lin Hu's tutor looks good.
The dumplings of more than 30 people turned out to be Du Guhong alone.
Fortunately, even though he has never made a package, he tried a few and mastered the tricks, and then he kept talking about the dumplings one by one, just like the ones produced on the assembly line. Otherwise, I really don’t know that this dumpling will be packaged in the Year of the Monkey.
Even if such a group of people began to prepare from the midday noon of the day when the heavy rain fell, they were busy for six or seven hours until the wind stopped and the rain stopped at sunset, and they finally made more than a thousand dumplings.
It’s inevitable that it’s noisy, laughing and laughing. This process of division of labor and cooperation to perform their duties is probably the original intention of the New Year. As long as all the people who have been involved in it will be closer to each other after such a pass The distance eliminates barriers and strangeness.
It's not early to finish making the dumplings, the next thing is naturally to cook...
The construction of these foreigners can't do damage, but they are all first-class. It takes only a few minutes. The bonfires have been set up. The tongue is full of flames. The flames cover the sky. The sound of fire licking wood can reach dozens of meters away. The water quickly becomes boiling and you can throw dumplings in it.
This matter doesn't need anyone to teach anyone who can make dumplings in the blink of an eye, so my sister is really concerned and started the next activity-setting off firecrackers!
You can’t find that kind of stuff in the wilderness, but here there are more fierce alternatives than firecrackers, whether it’s supernatural radiation, bullet explosions, or fire-breathing guns, these prestigious formations are more natural than fireworks Is not inferior.
Especially when Amuz picked up the Phalanx machine gun and started shooting at the steel pot. The blood-boiled intensive crackling sound of several thousand times per second pushed the Chinese New Year atmosphere to the highest...
Everyone cheered and sang, howling wolf howling wolf howling whistle whistling very loudly, only the creatures living in the surrounding wilderness were surprised by the sound of explosion and fire.
When the firecrackers are finished, the dumplings are almost ready to be eaten.
A circle of people around the fire ring, holding the bowls, dividing the garlic sauce, taking the beer, and eating it immediately, it tastes hot, although it is ordinary, after all, it is the result of a busy half-day, and the excitement itself can also add a little to this kind of dinner Divide the taste.
However, the atmosphere of the meal alone is indeed a little worse. There is no Spring Festival Gala in this place. At the suggestion of Sister Shui, I finally decided to have a show for entertainment.
Nowadays, some people sing, some dance, and some learn how to bark, but it’s a great fun...
"... There used to be an illiterate rich man who invited someone to write couplets during the New Year. The husband wrote a pair: The days increase in the years, the life increases; the spring is full of the universe and the world is full of happiness. The rich man is not satisfied after hearing this: I want to give it to my mother. You have changed Zengshou! Mr. stunned: But the upper and lower Lian is the opposite of the upper Lian to change the lower Lian. The rich man nodded: Change it together! So it seems: Tianzeng years of mothers increase life; Spring is full of heaven and earth, fathers are all over..."
Everyone took turns to play. It didn't take long before it was the turn of the camouflage. These few people who really didn't know how to perform, stood up and talked for a while, and they came up with such a joke.
After this joke is finished, it will naturally be a cold scene or a cold scene!
"What is a couplet? Why is there a house of dad in the end?" A bunch of foreign devils looked at each other. The words that came out of their mouths were better than the joke itself. The informed people were holding their stomachs and laughing. It's a cold joke, but it's qualified.
"Camouflage, you are stupid, can they understand this to the foreign devils?" Looking at the response telegram of the camouflage jokes, they couldn't help but reprimanded, "Look at me and give them the whole thing easy to understand!"
"By the way, the manager of the company was drunk and went to the toilet to vomit while a staff member was urinating. The manager was angry: "How can I pour the wine after drinking? The staff suddenly stopped after hearing the sound, but suffocated... …"
Speaking of here, a few beer bottles flew to him at the same time: "The Chinese New Year is eating dumplings. You are ashamed to say such a disgusting joke. Let's open a few bottles for you first! Hahaha..."
No matter the culture or language, the happiness is always the same. Everyone's gathering in this place is the same at this moment.
As the flames veiled away, along with laughter and laughter, Duguhong got into his ears, but gradually lost consciousness and returned to the picture at this moment last year...
Remember that you were eating dumplings at this time of the day?
It’s just that Snow and Tata were the ones who arranged everything at the time. Because of Huang Rong’s bad mood, they didn’t even participate in it from beginning to end, and even bothered to show them a smile...
Dosno must have spent a lot of time thinking about the dumplings that were better than the current ones?
Until this moment, when the picture in the memory is fresh and alive, Duguhong finally noticed how sad Snow's eyes were at that time, and how deeply worried he was hidden under his seemingly inadvertent expression. I didn’t even have the mind to pay attention to this~IndoMTL.com~ Suddenly an inexplicable emotion filled Duguhong’s chest. Never once he missed someone so strongly, never once he was so eager to talk to someone I'm sorry.
Even the desire to rescue Huang Rong in the first place cannot be compared with it. At that time, he was more guilty and responsibility is something he had to do as a man...
And it wasn't until this moment that he found out how warm and sweet the smell of the house from a year ago was...let him remember.