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Chapter 22
☆、Chapter 22 New Year's Eve
After Can Mo Wuhen dealt with the little girl's best behavior, Shen Yicheng asked Tang Hui to thank Can Mo Wuhen, but he did not come forward. Can Mo Wuhen didn't say anything, and didn't even mention it to Shen Xi.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xia Zichen and Xia Yuze made up for the new year's goods that had not been prepared before, so they planned to stay at home during the Chinese New Year and take a good vacation. Although there were only two people in the family for the New Year, Xia Yuze still fried meatballs, stewed ribs and elbows, and boiled a pot of chicken soup as in previous years. Xia Zichen started working in the kitchen, the father and son were chatting and working, and they were busy with the atmosphere of the New Year.
Living in the city for a long time, there are few young people who will prepare the New Year's dishes according to the old customs. Basically, they choose some simple dishes, and match them with a few dishes that symbolize auspiciousness. A year is quite delicious.
In fact, Xia Yuze didn't know much about the customs of the Chinese New Year, but he would look it up on the Internet, and then find a few things to do by himself. When the family was very poor, Xia Yuze didn't have any extra money for Xia Zichen to eat a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner every New Year, so he could only guarantee to make two dumplings for Xia Zichen. At that time, although Xia Zichen was small, he was very sensible and didn't ask him for it, and he didn't even have the usual tricks of children. Xia Yuze was very pleased with the little Xia Zichen on the one hand, but felt distressed on the other hand. After all, as a parent, he hoped that his child would have a better life, but he was indeed limited at that time.
Later, he scooped up his lawyer's license, and things got better. Therefore, every Chinese New Year, he has a strong compensatory mentality, always wanting to make a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner for Xia Zichen, so that Xia Zichen can have a good meal. It's just that Xia Zichen's appetite has never been large, and that table is enough for the father and son to eat until the fourth year of junior high.
After dinner, Xia Yuze sat in front of the computer and browsed the news, while Xia Zichen played games. In fact, the father and son were cooking and eating in the kitchen. When it was time for dinner, they were really not hungry, so they simply cooked noodles and prepared a late-night snack.
After taking over the daily tasks, Xia Zichen was about to go to the task point when she received a secret chat from Xiaoguai's best friend. For Xia Zichen, this can be said to be very strange. Although he has been in a gang for so long, he and Xiaojiao are the most obedient but haven't said a word. In addition, he doesn't like girls who are very coquettish, so he mostly ignores Xiaojiao, the most obedient person. Maybe this kind of approach is not gentle enough for boys, but some people just don't make people like them, and Xia Zichen doesn't bother to do any superficial work, and it's unnecessary.
'Secret Chat' [Xiaojiao the best]: Are you free? chat.
Xia Zichen really didn't know what to talk about with her, and she didn't want to waste time, so she responded more straightforwardly.
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: What's the matter?
'Secret Chat' [Xiaojiao is the best]: I know you and Canmo are very familiar.
Xia Zichen frowned, Xiaojiao's most obedient tone made him feel very uncomfortable. In fact, few people directly call Can Mo Wu Hen Mo, and most of the time they will bring the word "Great God". Judging from Xiaojiao's current position and her familiarity with Can Mo, she seems a little self-righteous. Xia Zichen sometimes doesn't understand why a girl like her can have such a deceptive name, it's not against harmony, but rather ridiculous.
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: It's okay.
'Secret Chat' [Xiaojiao is the best]: Tell me his yy or qq number.
Xia Zichen's brows furrowed even deeper. He has these contact information without traces of ink, but there is no need to tell others, especially without his permission. I clicked on QQ and took a look, and the residual ink has not been online yet.
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: No.
'Secret Chat' [Xiaojiao is the best]: How could there not be? !
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: Believe it or not.
'Secret Chat' [Xiaojiao the best]: Hmph, aren't you just afraid that Can Mo and I will get close? What is not yours can never be yours.
Xia Zichen really didn't understand why the little girl could feel so good about herself. A girl does not require her to be more reserved, but at least she should be reasonable and self-aware.
'Secret Chat' [Xiaojiao is the best]: Even if you don't have contact information, it means that Can Mo doesn't trust you at all. I am also relieved. Can Mo helped me this time, I'm really touched. If you know each other, don't bother me to express my thanks to him.
Xia Zichen showed a sarcastic smile, and only two words popped up in his mind - brain damage. But if you think about it carefully, direct brain damage is better than secret play.
Xia Zichen didn't care about this episode. After Can Mo Wuhen went online, the two played the daily dungeon together. After that, there was nothing to do, just sitting on the bridge at the gate of the main city and chatting.
'Secret Chat' [Residual Mo Wu Trace]: Are all the New Year's goods at home ready?
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: Well, where is your home?
'Secret Chat' [Residual ink without traces]: About the same. Eating at home on New Year's Eve?
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: Well, well, Dad cooks. Go out to eat at your house?
'Secret Chat' [Residual Mo Wuhen]: The Chinese restaurant here is not particularly authentic, so I still invite people to cook it at home. My mother is not good at cooking, but I kind of hope that when I get home, there will be hot meals made by my family.
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: Well, I also like that feeling.
It was really warm to think that every time he went home, Xia Yuze would prepare a pot of soup and wait for him.
As the two were talking, a brown horse ran over with a girl, and the girl turned over and dismounted in front of the two. Xia Zichen looked at it and saw that this little girl was the best.
There aren't many people on the bridge, but it's not too many, it's just that Can Mo Wuhen and Shen Xi are intentionally separated from here. It seemed awkward and a little annoying.
'Nearby' [Xiaojiao is the best]: Canmo, thank you for helping me.
'Secret Chat' [Remnant Mo Wuhen]: Who is she?
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: …
Xia Zichen was really speechless, but Can Mo Wuhen actually asked the little girl who was the most obedient? So what kind of mentality did he use to deal with this before?
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: She was the one who was defended by a corner of the cliff before, don't you know?
'Secret Chat' [Remnant Mo Wuhen]: I heard what Baicaozhe said about what happened. I really don't remember who guarded the cliff.
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: You really do. How did you talk to Shanya Yiyi at that time?
'Secret Chat' [Remnant Mo Wuhen]: My starting point was you, so I just told him that the person he was guarding was from my wife's gang, and I was afraid it would be difficult for you. After that, he asked about you, and he didn't mention the person being guarded.
Xia Zichen suddenly felt how gossip were the people in this game? Or is it that there is no way to tell the difference between Can Mo Wuhen and the corner of the cliff?
'Nearby' [Xiaojiao is the best]: No one thought you would help me. People have been following you before, there are many friends in the game, but none of them are in love...
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: I said, can you not mention those two words?
'Secret Chat' [Residual Ink No Trace]: What?
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: ...wife...
He's a man, and even if he's gay, he doesn't like this kind of address from the bottom of his heart.
'Secret Chat' [Residual Mo Wu Trace]: What?
'Secret Chat' [Shen Xi]: I don't like this kind of weird name.
How many people in the game are real couples? Can't say no, but it's rare. Not many people are real husbands and wives, so this kind of false name is unnecessary.
'Secret Chat' [Residual ink without trace]: Good.
'Nearby' [Xiaojiao is the best]: In fact, people have always liked you very much, but I didn't expect you to pay attention to me...otherwise they wouldn't help me. Hee hee, people are so happy.
Xiaojiao continued to talk and draw herself over there, and she didn't know if she didn't realize that when she was talking on a nearby channel, players near the city gate would see it, or she did it on purpose.
The more Xia Zichen said that Xiaojiao is the most obedient, the more speechless he felt. Rather than expressing gratitude, it is more accurate to express love.
At this time, Xia Zichen naturally couldn't say anything. After all, Xiaojiao's best goal was to leave no trace of ink. On the contrary, he was just a bystander.
Can Mo Wuhen stood beside Shen Xi for a while and then typed out four words.
'Nearby' [Residual ink without trace]: Self-motivated.
After he finished speaking, he took Shen Xi and left, leaving behind the little girl who was stunned there alone, the most obedient and a group of people watching the show...
On New Year's Eve, Xia Zichen got up relatively late. On the one hand, he slept late yesterday, and on the other hand, he had to keep the New Year's Eve today, and he couldn't go to bed early, so he had to keep his spirits up.
After a busy table of New Year's Eve dinner, the father and son turned on the TV and watched while eating. Xia Yuze opened a bottle of red wine. Although Xia Zichen doesn't usually drink alcohol, he can still have fun during the Chinese New Year.
Taking the initiative to help his father pour the cup, Xia Zichen picked up the cup and said to Xia Yuze: "Dad, in the new year, I wish you good health and all the best. Your business is booming and you have a great future."
Xia Yuze smiled and touched the glass with his son, "Dad also wishes you good health, smooth studies, and happiness." After drinking a sip of red wine, Xia Yuze scooped out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Xia Zichen.
"Thank you Dad." Xia Zichen accepted the red envelope with a smile, stretched out his arms to hug Xia Yuze, "Dad has worked hard."
Xia Yuze patted his son's back, "Good."
After dinner, father and son turned on their computers, chatted with friends and colleagues, and discussed the Spring Festival Gala program. Xia Zichen doesn't think there is anything new about the annual Spring Festival Gala, but it seems to be a procedure on New Year's Eve, the same as eating New Year's Eve dinner and making dumplings. And watching it with my father, it doesn't matter if the show is boring.
A song was being sung on the TV, the QQ that Xia Zichen was hanging on rang, and An Jing sent a message.
"Are you there?"
"Yes. Happy New Year." Although Xia Zichen is on QQ, he belongs to the invisibility type for ten thousand years, so he has to ask him first.
"Hey, Happy New Year." An Jing came over with a big smile, "Just made a decision with Ah Hui, Yi Cheng will go on a trip tomorrow and come back on the seventh day of the first lunar month. We will see you on the eighth day of the first lunar month, are you free?"
Last year, they decided that they would have to get together every year for the New Year, even if they graduated after graduation.
"Well, I don't have anything to do, I can do it anytime." Xia Zichen didn't have many friends, so the New Year's arrangement was very monotonous, but it wasn't bad for him, and he didn't like noisy parties.
"That's it. The specific time will be determined on the evening of the seventh day of the first lunar month." An Jing said.
"understood."
"Okay, then I'll go grab the snacks. There are too many relatives today, and the children are very aggressive in grabbing the snacks. If I don't hurry up, I'll be gone." Unlike Xia Zichen, An Jing likes to be lively and likes to be with children Hanging around and playing, "Greet my New Year's greetings to my uncle."
"Well, each other." Xia Zichen replied.
Perhaps compared with other people's family of more than ten people gathered together, the two people in Xia Zichen's family are indeed a little deserted. Although he was used to it, he still felt a little bit of loneliness in his heart. He couldn't tell when this feeling started to breed. Although it was not uncomfortable, being with his father also made him feel very happy, but it was inexplicable. I still hope that there are more people in the family, even if there is only one more...
As zero o'clock approached, the sound of firecrackers set off outside became louder and louder. Xia Zichen and his father put on their coats, posted the characters of blessing and couplets, and then went downstairs and set off a string of firecrackers, heralding a prosperous new year.
Back home, Xia Yuze started to cook dumplings, Xia Zichen turned the TV louder and waited for the approaching countdown.
The sound of firecrackers outside almost overshadowed the sound of the TV, and the host stood on the stage and started the countdown with everyone. When the number reaches zero, on the QQ, the avatar of Remnant Mo Wuhen jumps up.
"Happy New Year." Can Mo Wuhen also sent a cute Gong Xi Fa Cai emoji.
"Happy New Year." Xia Zichen replied with a smile. He didn't notice when Can Mo Wuhen went online, "I didn't expect you to go online at this time."
"There are relatives in China who need to pay New Year's greetings, and the family has set a domestic time. But I am the only one here who needs to pay New Year's greetings." Canmo Wuhen explained.
"What about Jian Lang and Baicao Zhe? You don't need to say New Year's greetings?" Canmo Wuhen said that he was just wishing him New Year's greetings, which somewhat surprised Xia Zichen. He didn't know about Canmo Wuhen's other friends, but Jian Lang and Baicao Zhe were Canmo Wuhen's reality.
"They are traveling abroad, the time is too messy, wait for them to call me." Canmo Wuhen said.
"Oh." In Xia Zichen's impression, the people who traveled here in time for the Chinese New Year were rich people.
"Have you eaten dumplings?" Can Mo Wuhen asked.
"It's cooking."
"Well, if you're not sleepy after eating, I'll play games with you."
"it is good."
The original sense of loneliness in my heart disappeared without a trace during the chat with Can Mo Wuhen, and even Xia Zichen didn't realize it.
Naturally, there is no sense of abruptness. This may also be a wonderful fate. It exists only for that specific person...