sinovels Chapter 255 New Year's Eve Dinner and Big Brother
Chapter 255 New Year's Eve Dinner and Big Brother
Chapter 255 New Year's Eve Dinner and Big Brother
In fact, Shen Jingya knew the truth in her heart, Chen Zhongyuan had nothing to do with that so-called 'female classmate', but this opportunity came to her door, how can she do it without making a fuss!
However, troubles must be stopped in moderation, in order to show that you are gentle and pleasant, virtuous and virtuous.
If you just hold on to it, it will become a mess.
Shen Jingya is well versed in this way, and after playing her petty temper, the two of them sat leaning against each other, leaning their heads on Chen Zhongyuan's shoulder, and said softly: "Zhongyuan, in fact, I also know that you two are fine, just hearing these messy things Son, my heart... my heart is in a panic."
Chen Zhongyuan grinned.
This is an upright conspiracy!
Let me tell you, I know you are right, so I just want to make a fuss and ask you if you are tolerant or not, and if you understand.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Jingya said again: "By the way, after the Chinese New Year, you should find an opportunity to warn Zhang Quansheng from the Federation of Literature and Art. This time, he was the one who told me about your female classmate. Hmph~ I thought I didn't know about him. That kind of nasty thought.”
Chen Zhongyuan frowned, and there was a glint of mischief in his eyes, but he said to Shen Jingya lightly: "Don't pay attention to him, he is just a poor ass, wrote a few crooked poems, he really thinks he is a romantic talent!"
Shen Jingya threw away the tools immediately when they ran out.
She mentioned Zhang Quansheng seemingly casually, just to touch Chen Zhongyuan.
After achieving the goal, he immediately echoed obediently: "That's right! His broken poems are far worse than what you wrote back then! Central Plains, if you didn't work as a police officer, you might have become a great writer already~"
Chen Zhongyuan smiled and did not respond.
He does have some writing skills, but he knows what level he is.
Although Zhang Quansheng's character is not good, he still has talent, otherwise he would not be able to get into the Federation of literary and art circles.
But these words were spoken out of Shen Jingya's small mouth, regardless of whether it was true or not, it was comforting to hear.
At this time, there was a burst of "cracking" firecrackers outside.
It's been a while.
There was a "thump thump" sound in the corridor, and Chen Jianshe ran back excitedly.
Du Fei and Chen Xiaoxue followed leisurely.
Shen Jingya transformed instantly, from the coquettish little girl to a good wife and mother, greeted the three of them, washed their hands and ate.
Chen Zhongyuan also got up and went to the back room, took out a bottle of Moutai: "Xiao Fei, let me have a good drink tonight."
Du Fei put the wine glass in order and said with a smile: "Uncle San, I'm good at drinking recently." Seeing Chen Jianshe stretching out his chopsticks to pick up the boiled fish, he quickly shouted: "Don't worry! The boiled fish is covered with a layer of water. Oil, there is no heat on the top, but the bottom is hot! Burn your mouth!"
Chen Jianshe shrank his hand.
Shen Jingya also reacted and knew how powerful it was.
If you don't pay attention, you think it is not hot, and you will definitely burn your bald skin with one bite.
Immediately glaring at his son, he said angrily, "Why are you so anxious! Put it in a bowl and blow it before eating."
Chen Zhongyuan was also curious. He looked at a large pot of boiled fish in the middle of the table: "Xiao Fei, who did you learn this dish from? I heard that there is a dish of boiled pork in Sichuan cuisine. This is the first time I have seen this boiled fish." on."
Du Fei said: "Actually, it's the method of boiled pork slices, but the meat slices are replaced with fish slices, and we don't have bean paste and Sichuan pickles at home, so the taste may be a bit bad."
"Hey~ So, this is a new dish created by you!" Chen Zhongyuan exclaimed while pouring wine.
I also stretched out my chopsticks to taste it, and I was full of praise.
It's not that Du Fei's cooking is so brilliant, it's mainly because the black fish is fresh and fat.
Afterwards, Chen Zhongyuan picked up his wine glass, stood up and said, "Come on, it's the Chinese New Year! Let's raise our glasses as a family, and wish the great motherland prosperity and prosperity, and the great motherland live forever! Cheers!"
Everyone got up together, Shen Jingya also poured a glass of wine, and the two children got orange-flavored Arctic Ocean soda.
Five people raised their glasses high.
At this time, there was a rush of "cracking" firecrackers outside, and the sound became more and more louder...
When it was time for dinner, every family went outside to set off cannons to get rid of the old year and welcome the new year.
As for Chen Zhongyuan's family, the five of them had already eaten.
It's a pity that there is no TV Spring Festival Gala at this time. Sitting at the dining table, Du Fei always feels as if something is about to happen.
However, this table had good wine and good food, and I exchanged glasses with Chen Zhongyuan. After a few glasses of wine, I felt a little drunk, but lost my feelings and started chatting.
Today's New Year's Eve, I don't have any scruples, even Du Fei asked how Chen Zhongyuan and Shen Jingya got married back then.
Chen Jianshe and Chen Xiaoxue quickly finished their meal, and Shen Jingya also ate a little and didn't drink much.
In the end, only Du Fei and Chen Zhongyuan, the nephew and uncle, were left on the table.
It could be seen that Chen Zhongyuan was in high spirits today, not only because of the Chinese New Year, but also because of other good things.
But Chen Zhongyuan didn't mention this himself, and Du Fei didn't show his wit.
The two drank slowly and were not in a hurry.
After Shen Jingya got the two children's answers right, she stewed chicken in a casserole, picked up two dishes from the table, and took them to the kitchen to heat them up again.
Du Fei chatted with Chen Zhongprinciple, and they talked about the big brother of the Soviet Union.
Chen Zhongyuan had gone to university, and in his position, he knew many real situations.
After drinking the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp, Chen Zhongyuan suddenly sighed: "A year ago, I received a letter from a Soviet friend."
Du Fei said differently: "Do you still have friends from the Soviet Union?"
Chen Zhongyuan said: "I have studied Russian, and I worked as an interpreter for Soviet writers back then. That's when I met this friend."
Du Fei let out a "hmm" and waited for his next words.
Chen Zhongyuan said: "His name is Sergey. He has a bald head and a big nose. At first glance, he looks rigid and unsmiling, but as long as half a bottle of Erguotou is consumed, he will reveal his true colors and become a broken mouth."
Du Fei could tell that Chen Zhongyuan had a good relationship with this Sergey.
But since 1960, when the Soviet experts withdrew to the present, they should have not seen each other for four or five years.
In fact, when he complained just now, he just drank a little wine and took the opportunity to vent his emotions. He didn't expect Du Fei to give him an answer at all.
Who knew that Du Fei would start a serious discussion with him!
(End of this chapter)