The Heartless Mage Chapter 194: New Year’s Eve

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Wuxin began to spend the New Year's Eve with 70% happiness and 30% melancholy. Seven points of happiness is because he has obtained enough food to allow him and Su Tao to eat for a few days; three points of melancholy, because it is not a good life to eat and drink alone, Su Tao is wrapped every day. Wearing a padded jacket and trousers like a barrel, she looks more and more like a wild girl.

The advantage of Chinese New Year is that it is delicious and delicious. What is New Year's Day if you don't eat or drink? Wuxin melted the two frozen wild rabbits with hot water, opened the tent curtain, and squatted at the entrance of the tent to cut meat and dried vegetables with a dagger. Su Tao stood beside the fire pond, kneading a ball of white flour while waiting for a pot of water to boil. Bai Liuli crawled up and down on the animal skin mattress with the body temperature of the two of them, and her eyes were temporarily blinded with gray, because they would shed their skin again in a few days. The big owl huddled in the corner, motionless, and slept soundlessly with its eyes closed.

Xiaoquan took his little sisters and ran around laughing and laughing, attracting a group of big and small children to follow him to the top. The children are all ragged and not like children, but their hearts are still children's hearts, and they can dance for a long time to pick up a branch. When passing by the unintentional tent, a little boy stopped and asked curiously, "Brother, what do you eat for Chinese New Year?"

Wuxin raised his head and smiled at him: "Eat dumplings, where is your house?"

The little boy stared at the half-thawed frozen rabbit meat at Wuxin's feet: "My mom made steamed buns."

The youngest sister in Xiaoquan's family ran back from the front and said loudly with a smile: "His family's steamed buns are stick noodles and cakes."

The little boy immediately raised his hand and hit her: "It's not the noodles, it's the white noodles!"

The little sister firmly insisted: "It's a mix of noodles!"

In order to protect his own honor, the little boy began to quarrel with his little sister seriously, and the quarrel was heartless. He got back into the tent and found two fruit candies. He gave one to each person, wanting to send the two cubs away together. The little sister pushed the fruit candy into her cheeks with her tongue, and stuck her head into the tent on all fours. The little boy also joined in the fun, staring at the white face in Su Tao's hand and asked, "Sister, why don't you come out to play?"

Su Tao's work will never be up to the point, she kneaded a pot of white noodles into a mess: "I'm working, I don't have time to play."

The little sister kicked the little boy far away: "Sister, come and play after you finish your work! My brother always says that you are good-looking, and he will definitely be willing to play with you."

Su Tao smiled at the children while kneading the dough frantically. Wuxin listened to the little sister's words, and while cutting the meat from the rabbit bone, turned around and made a face at Su Tao. Su Tao caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye, but she just pretended she didn't know it, and continued to make a smoky face.

The rolling pin was unintentionally cut from a thick twig. It was not round at all, but it could also be used for countermeasures. Taking over the dough in Su Tao's hand, Wuxin started to knead the dough and roll out the dumpling skin. Su Tao held a small pot aside and lowered her head to sniff the stuffing inside. The stuffing is thick, but the meat is rich and oily, and the smell is aggressive. Wuxin got really motivated, grabbed a small piece of wet noodles and pinched them into two antlers, sticking them to Bai Liuli's head. Bai Liuli was in the period of blindness, and she didn't know that she had been dressed up as a dragon inadvertently.

The skin of the dumplings is too thick and not round. The dumplings made of dumplings are as long as a palm. One by one, they are oddly shaped and lined up on a wooden board. Wuxin hummed a little song absentmindedly, and at the same time found that Su Tao was really happy, and kept queuing for the dumplings, and said a lot: "Wuxin, the dumplings are getting bigger and bigger."

Inadvertently found a pack of cigarettes from the shackles sent by the white fox. He grabbed a charcoal and put his head down and put it on the charcoal fire and ignited it. He shook his head and squeezed out the answer from the corner of his mouth: "The rest of the stuffing and skin can be changed into steamed buns."

Su Tao coughed, reached out and pulled out the cigarette from the corner of his mouth: "Stop smoking, it's choking."

Wuxin disapproved of the thick-skinned stuffing in his hand: "Little girl, take care of me."

Su Tao clipped the messy bangs on her forehead with a hairpin, and muttered to herself: "Smoking is not a good habit. People who smoke all the time have a smell on their body."

When the voice fell, she involuntarily frowned, thinking of Xiao Dingmao in her heart. Ding Mao is an old smoking gun with a tender face. It smells like smoke oil from head to toe, like tobacco has become essence, and it can be ignited with a roll of paper. She quickly expelled Dingmao from her mind, and she said to Wuxin: "Wuxin, do we only eat dumplings?"

Wuxin looked up at her and smiled: "What else do you want to eat? Tell me, I'll make it for you."

Su Tao thought about it for a while, but couldn't come up with a result. Wuxin didn't ask any more questions, and made a face to herself, preparing to add some tricks to her in the evening.

The smoke from the cooking in the village drifted from morning to evening, and the air was filled with a sweet smell, as if there was always pasta just out of the pot. The blind streamers are not monsters that fell from the sky. Before they became blind streamers, most of them also had a family and business. At this moment, like all ordinary people, the oil lamps were lit in the woodcut, although they did not dare to set off firecrackers, but red paper couplets were also pasted on both sides of the door. The couplet was written by a stinky old ninth in the village. The paper is not good, and the ink is not good, but after all, it is written in black and red, which can make people auspicious and add some joy.

The children who ran all over the village went back to their homes. Even if they couldn't taste the dumplings, they could still have a full meal. There are five children in Xiaoquan's family, and one child is divided into two dumplings and one white flour steamed bun. Xiaoquan ate his own portion in two mouthfuls, licking his mouth and smacking his tongue, and went to the pot to break a piece of mixed noodle cake: "Wuxin will definitely eat well tonight, his family has no shortage of meat."

Little sister raised her two little hands to show a length: "His family makes big dumplings. Brother, you also catch rabbits for us to eat!"

Xiaoquan was chewing the mixed noodles, thinking of the unintentional family, and suddenly lost his mind. At the same time, as they expected, Wuxin and Su Tao were huddled in the small tent, and they were indeed chewing with their mouths full of oil. The cooked dumplings are placed in an iron pot, and a stack of baked dough sugar cakes is placed in the oil-stained iron pot. The lunch box is placed by the fire pit, and it is full of fried meat and dried vegetables. There is also a box of open canned braised pork, accompanied by a bottle of liquor. Put an empty can box containing dried corn kernels on the fire, eat and drink without any intention, and generally wait for the heat of the fire to bake the dried corn kernels into popcorn.

Su Tao was sweating profusely and took off her thick padded jacket. Wuxin grabbed the bottle and took a sip, then handed the bottle to Su Tao: "Tao Tao, for the New Year's Eve, take a sip too!"

Su Tao has never drunk alcohol. She took the bottle and sniffed, but she didn't smell a good smell. After trying Tantan's head to taste a little, she immediately opened her mouth and gave a painful "ha".

Inadvertently seeing this, I quickly picked up a chopstick to cook and fed her: "Yes, blame me for not being serious."

Su Tao ate his food, consciously her face had a fever, and it swelled to the size of a pot. The hot breath was exhaled from the nostrils, which actually brought out a little wine aroma. After taking another sip of wine cautiously, she smacked her lips, raised her head and smiled at Wuxin: "It's not good, it's bitter."

Inadvertently snatched her bottle: "Just taste it, don't drink it if you don't like it."

Su Tao lowered her eyes and nodded, suddenly feeling dizzy in the warm tent. Her face was getting bigger and bigger, her head was getting heavier and heavier, Wuxin didn't pay attention, she actually picked up the wine bottle and took another sip. She wanted to breathe out a long breath at the fire pool like a fire, and she immediately raised her head and told Wuxin: "Ha! I learned to drink!"

Wu Xin looked at her red-faced virtue, and secretly felt something was wrong in her heart. Forcibly grabbed her wine bottle and put it in the corner, inadvertently stopped her from letting her grab it: "Little girl is not allowed to learn to drink, just sit down and eat popcorn for you later."

Su Tao was sweating all over her face and her neck was red: "I'm not a little girl, I'm twenty years old!"

Inadvertently wiped her sweat with an old towel: "Fine, you'll be twenty in four years."

Su Tao seriously wants to reason with him: "I'm really not a little girl, I'm married!"

Wanxin touched her face and found that her body temperature was already hot: "Yes, yes, you are not a little girl, you are a little daughter-in-law."

Su Tao staggered around a pot of dumplings and pancakes, and squatted in front of Wuxin. Blinking her big eyes and staring at him for a long time, she suddenly opened her arms and threw forward, rushing hotly into his arms. The damp sweat permeated through the soft old shirt, and warmed up lively; wrapping his arms around Wuxin's neck, Su Tao pressed his face against him. Wuxin's skin is always smooth and cool, so she sticks it with confidence and is not afraid of stubble. Tengyun driving through the fog closed her eyes, she snorted from her nose, her voice was lazy and soft.

Wuxin was stunned for a moment, at first at a loss. Holding Su Tao like a charcoal, he quickly realized that he was thinking too much. There seems to be no complicated meaning in Su Tao's actions, it's just that the little girl wants to act like a spoiled child. He hugged Su Tao firmly by the waist, unintentionally trying to coax her to sleep, but Su Tao had other ideas. Grabbing the front of Wuxin's shirt with one hand, she pressed her head against his chest like a calf, and started to push with all her might.

Wuxin was inexplicable, because she couldn't sit still, so she had to support her body with both hands: "Tao Tao, what are you doing?"

Su Tao didn't say a word, but focused on him, shaking her head. At the end, she raised her head disheveled, and she mumbled breathlessly, "I'm going in."

Wunxin pushed her shoulder with one hand, crying and laughing: "Where are you going?"

Su Tao raised her hand and knocked on his chest: "I want to go in."

Wuxin didn't expect her to have such a weird idea, so she couldn't help but ask: "What are you going in for?"

Su Tao continued to push against him, her strength deflected in the general direction, and she almost slipped her head under his armpit: "Go in...and never come out again."

Wuxin Luck hugged her: "Silly girl, you don't want such a big world outside?"

Su Tao broke out in hot sweat, her temples were wet, and she bent into a playful little roll: "No... I don't like it, I don't want it anymore."

Wuxin wrapped her arms around her body, rolling and struggling with her, but refused to let go. Everything backfired. He wanted so much to find a decent foothold for Su Tao in society, but Su Tao was so young that he "didn't like it" and "don't want it".

He looked down at Su Tao's cheap hairpin and yellowed white shirt. Because he loved her, he felt that the scene in front of him was extremely dazzling. Such thick and black hair and such a slender and well-proportioned body should not be concealed by such a pile of junk decorations.

If time goes back a few decades, he will earn a family business for Su Tao to earn his life. If Su Tao is willing to be with him, he will make Su Tao a comfortable little grandma; if Su Tao is not willing to be with him, he will also open his eyes and find a good young man for her. But now is not the previous world, and it is not the era of earning food by hard work and cleverness. Ask him to imitate Chen Daguang and climb to the sky, but he can't do it.

Coaxing Su Tao to fall asleep in her arms, she looked at the fire pond unintentionally and thought about it, what she thought and what felt wrong. There was a crackling sound in the can, and it was the dried corn kernels that were popping one by one.

After one night, it's New Year's Day. Big owls are open all year round, and they even go out to hunt on New Year's Eve. When Wuxin woke up with Su Tao in the morning, he had already fed Bai Liuli a small field mouse.

Su Tao completely forgot what she had done last night, and excitedly pulled out a red cloth strap, and she wrapped a red bow tie around the owl's neck. There was only one white-faced deer antler on Bai Liuli's head. Because of her blindness, she lay angrily by the fire and refused to move.

Inadvertently reheating the leftovers. After eating and drinking with Su Tao, he got out of the tent with his arms in his sleeves. First, he cleaned up the snow on the tent, and then he looked up at the sky, thinking that as soon as the weather warmed up, he would take Su Tao out of the mountain immediately. Living in isolation in the mountains for a long time, Su Tao is in danger of becoming a hermit.