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Chapter 115 Good omen for a good year

Spread New Year’s goods, paste Spring Festival couplets, set off firecrackers, and the atmosphere of the New Year is floating everywhere in the air. You can see red lanterns and red Spring Festival couplets by the eyes. The Spring Festival in 1993 came inadvertently.

Because Du Xiaoju was still in confinement, the first time that several families celebrated the New Year in Qindong's courtyard, Qin Dong took the initiative to contract Du Yuan's original mission and cooked in person.

"The big manager is the chef," Wu Geng walked into the kitchen with a smile and started Qin Dong. Under the influence of willow branches, his skills are not bad. Today's New Year's Eve dinner was full, "You have to show your skills."

"As long as it is mountain dishes, order whatever you want." Qin Dong patted the freezer. It was the Chinese New Year, and some people gave it to them and all kinds of ingredients they bought.

Outside the door, Xiaoju's mother told Du Xiaoshu, "Xiaoshu, learn a little. Look at your brother-in-law. They have become managers and can cook. Then you have to show off your skills when you go to your mother-in-law's house."

"I'll serve the food."

The women at home were all in the inner room. Qin Nan came back from Shanghai and saw that his nephew stopped letting go. Du Xiaoshu took the initiative to take on the task of serving dishes.

"Okay, are you serving vegetables or eating vegetables? It's like a cat taking a bite of a dog." Du Yuan has really become a hand-off manager this year. Seeing Du Xiaoju take a bite of ham and picking up a peanut, he started nagging.

"Eat, eat, there is no way to eat or drink during the Chinese New Year," Wu Geng came from the kitchen. "This year, drinking crowns are popular on the market," he shouted to the kitchen again, "In previous years, our Rong Beer wine supply was in short supply..."

"Director Wu, I have also made two boxes to try?" Du Xiaoshu shook his eyes and said.

"Aren't you the manager and section chiefs of Rong Beer?" Du Yuan looked at the two of them, "Why are you drinking other people's beer?"

"Know yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle. I don't know how to defeat the enemy's beer!" Before Qin Dong could answer, Wu Geng replied himself, "Damn it, let's have a drink!"

"Okay." Du Xiaoshu agreed with a smile.

He moved two boxes of beer from the Audi car, but turned into the kitchen, "Brother-in-law, I can't help but want to say..."

"Well," Qin Dong's hand was as if he was playing, "What is cunning? How many times does it mean to hold back and say nothing, it is cunning..."

"I understand, brother-in-law," Du Xiaoshu whispered, "I have to be scheming."

A scheming boy opened the beer and poured a glass for his father and Wu Geng, "Try it, let's try it too, taste the beer drank by the German emperor..." Du Yuan took a sip, "Dadong, it's still the beer that others are delicious, it's better than Mingcui Liu..."

However, the girl in the inner room refused to agree, "Dad, you are looking at the brand of Crown Beer. If it were ordinary beer, you wouldn't say that..."

She glanced at Qin Xun in Qin Nan's hand and said, "Xiaoxiao, your grandfather said that other people's wine is good, or our wine is good? Your dad's wine in the factory is good?..."

As night fell, the whole family sat together again. Unlike previous years, this year there were more Qin Xun in Sarilang and Du Xiaoju's arms.

The golden rooster sings at dawn!

The annual Spring Festival Gala dinner was also served on the table.

The 1993 Spring Festival Gala was the most unique edition so far.

Among the six hosts, in addition to the three giants Zhao Zhongxiang, Ni Ping and Yang Lan at this time, three hosts were also invited: Liang Yanling from Hong Kong, Li Qing'an from Baodao and Zhang Yongquan from Singapore.

At this time, crosstalk can be equally matched with sketches, including Hou Yuewen's "Hou Daming", Jiang Kun's "Lobby Song", and the most classic works of Niu Qun and Feng Gong's "Auction".

However, what makes the whole party most exciting is the arrival of a large number of Hong Kong and Taiwan stars.

For mainland audiences who advocated white clothes at that time, the popular culture of Hong Kong and Taiwan brought unprecedented freshness.

Wang Jie sang "Go Home", Kwong Mei-yun sang "Who Aside from You", Liang Yanling sang "Like Fog, Rain and Wind", Aaron Kwok sang "Give You All Love", and Jackie Chan performed martial arts drumming "Dragons and Drums Shocking the Sky".

Since this Spring Festival Gala, Hong Kong and Taiwan stars have come one after another, forming a huge group in the mainland.

Compared with the plastic texture of the Spring Festival Gala in later generations and the industrial-level gala atmosphere, the opening opera solemnly brought folk customs to the stage, bringing 12% of the festive celebration.

New Year’s pictures, longevity peaches, bridal chambers... Just a glance at me will make you feel like you are having the New Year!

"It's so lively." Wu Geng sighed while raising his glass.

"It's so lively." Du Yuan smiled and interjected, and the two of them drank the crown beer in their glasses.

"Okay, the last dish, braised mackerel." Qin Dong smiled and served the last dish, took off his apron, but walked inside.

Qin Nan, who was watching the Spring Festival Gala, glanced at him, "My brother will feel uncomfortable if he can't see his precious son in a while..."

When Du Xiaoju saw him picking the curtain in, she originally wanted to go to the ground to have a meal, but Xiaoju's mother firmly opposed it, "You go out for dinner, I have something to eat here." She put all kinds of dishes into a plate and a bowl, and she didn't bother to gain weight.

"A good omen will surely have a good year, and a good year will have a good omen, and a good mountain, water, wind, rain and trends..."

A song suddenly came from the TV.

"It was that good time, good season, and the fields where the farming were fragrant and squirting wine, and the seaside was rich and oily. Individuals from Xinjiang, the devil in Beijing shook Eastern Europe..."

"Hey, this song is interesting." Wu Geng put down the cup in his hand.

"The cooperative enterprises are booming, the stock market is booming..."

"Sing well." Qin Nan put down the chicken legs in his hand. The stock market is in good shape this year, and the little girl has earned the wealth that ordinary people can't make in their lifetimes.

“…The spring is good luck, people are happy, the big brother is busy, the information is fastest…”

"...The Chinese have seen the years, how many good times are ahead, how many good times are coming, how many good times are coming..."

"This song is so exciting!" Du Yuan smiled and raised his cup, urging his son-in-law to say, "Dadong, come out and drink."

"The beer is delicious!" Du Yuan looked at the beer in his hand again, and said again, "It's so thick."

"This is my brother-in-law's brewery..." Du Xiaoshu shouted in his heart ten thousand times, but he also refused to say it ten thousand times.

Before the meal was finished, Qin Nan Zhongjiawa's female companions came again. Every family had a TV, so they no longer had to gather together to watch TV.

However, King Guo's singing and dancing on the stage still stunned Qin Nan, Sarilang and his female companions.

"You eat some more and drink soda." Some of these female companions became workers and some became salesmen. Du Yuan watched them grow up. Lu Xuguang, Zhong Xiaoyong, and Ma Xiaojun also entered the house. There were so many people that Du Yuan became happier.

"Xiao Nan, can my old boat ticket be on your broken boat?" Du Xiaoshu still joked with Qin Nan after hearing the sound of the waves, but only two chicken bones of Qin Nan were welcomed.

On TV, the white-haired foreign coach of the Chinese national football team, Schlapner, with a Mediterranean look on his face, Feng Gong looked heartbroken:

"Don't worry, we have one of the white hair, because you are not rich in your head..."

"Foreigners are not effective," Wu Geng blushed a little, "They eat hamburgers, and the Chinese eat buns..."

"What they eat is steak, and what we eat is sweet potato." Du Xiaoshu set up a table, spread a piece of felt, and rubbed mahjong "swagger".

Wu Geng and Du Yuan were left on the table. This was almost the case on New Year's Eve nights every year. As they were eating, young people left the table, playing poker, watching TV, and playing mahjong, but more and more people were coming every year. Now, Zheng Xiaojiao, who was pregnant, is here, and a little Lu Xuguang will be born next year.

There is no urge to eat on New Year's Eve, and there will be no fewer people on the table. Sometimes Zhong Xiaoyong serves to toast a glass of wine, and sometimes Ma Xiaojun serves to talk. The reunion dinner on this table is set in the evening. The dishes are cold and hot, and they will cook after they are finished. They must eat until midnight when they eat dumplings.

"Make dumplings--"
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