In the days before, everyone was enjoying themselves.
Throughout the year, all the troubles seem to be blown away easily like a puff of cloud and smoke when they encounter good days, and they can't even condense.
In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve is here.
In the middle of the night, the cold wind carried white snowflakes and blew into Fengdu.
Most people who have read the weather forecast fell asleep with anticipation, and when they opened their eyes, they saw snowflakes flying all over the sky, screaming in amazement and joy, preparing to welcome the new year.
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The roofs of the cars parked on the street have been covered with a thin layer of snow.
The leaves and branches on the street have accumulated some white, as if they have changed clothes.
The more white there is, the more it looks like those red ones on the side of the street are just right, so beautiful that they are not tacky at all.
Very effective for a penny.
Fengdu is not a very fashionable big city, but it does have a bit of taste.
Meng Xiaoni looked at the falling snowflakes outside the window, thinking that there had never been such a snowfall in the underworld.
There is no rain, no snow in the underworld, no sun, moon, stars, or clouds in the sky.
I didn't think it was a big deal when I saw the snowy scenery before, but looking at it now, I think it's really interesting even if the snow is repeated and disorderly.
The two little guys, Xiao Bailong and Xiao Lu, hugged each other and slept in the bed.
Because of the New Year, under the strong request of King Equality, the underworld finally put on a new look. The magistrate Guichai Quan received a new style of red clothes.
Xiaobailong and Xiaolu were running around at the Hell Hot Pot Restaurant last night, they were playing for some reason, chasing and hitting each other, shuttling among the ghosts.
The conscientious ghost ghosts were almost hit by two little guys on the road.
The consequence of playing too hard is the extreme lack of sleep, and you will fall into a deep sleep as soon as you fall asleep.
Guifeng fell off the bed, went out from the window, and appeared downstairs in a fair and bright manner.
Meng Xiaoni looked down from above, while Guifeng looked up from downstairs.
Snowflakes fell on the ghost phoenix's head, dotted with stars, as if the world in the sky fell down.
As Guifeng raised his head, snowflakes still fell on his face, staining his eyelashes.
Unexpectedly.
Guifeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing slightly dazed red pupils, which made Meng Xiaoni hold her breath, then smiled happily, and said a compliment: "Guifeng, you look so good-looking."
There is no falsehood in this statement, it is sincere.
It was so good that Meng Xiaoni wanted to jump out of the window, threw the person down on the snow, and made two big human figures.
She smiled and said, "I'll go downstairs."
Guifeng nodded slightly.
After closing the window, Meng Xiaoni turned her head and went downstairs.
Seeing the window closed, Guifeng recalled the scenery upstairs just now.
The girl who laughed out of the flowers was between the hanging strings of lanterns and the glass with window grilles, looking down with such concentrated eyes. Obviously in his eyes it is also beautiful, but he wants to say that he is beautiful.
A piece of snow fell on Guifeng's lips.
The snow easily turned into water droplets, and was wiped away by Guifeng's hand.
He took a step forward and headed towards the Jifu hot pot restaurant that was closed today.
The hellish hotpot restaurant in the world is closed today.
It is not open to customers, but to the Meng family. They have put together all the tables and are going to prepare an exaggerated New Year's Eve dinner.
Meng's father and mother made red envelopes that day, that is, they gave red envelopes to the entire store staff, and by the way, they gave Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng a New Year's money.
Meng's father and mother thought that sooner or later this store would be owned by two children, and they only gave 10,000 to each of the two children. In a few years, they might directly change the owner of the store to Meng Xiaoni's name.
They have only had one daughter, Meng Xiaoni, in their whole life, and they are spoiled to death.
There is no one else in Guifeng's family, so it sounds pitiful, they love Wu and Wu, and they also dote on Guifeng.
The favor for the former is the pet of the heart, and the pet for the latter is more of the pet of behavior.
This exaggerated New Year's Eve dinner is already the best in previous years in terms of preparation.
Meng's father and mother almost filled the entire freezer in the store, just so that Guifeng and Meng Xiaoni could have the best New Year's Eve dinner in their first year together.
As soon as Guifeng stepped through the door, she saw Mother Meng bringing cold dishes to the table and greeted him: "Hey, you're here so soon. The little girl hasn't come down yet."
Meng Xiaoni just came down, she was ignored and dragged out to reprimand the first sentence.
She coughed to show her presence: "I've come down."
Mother Meng saw Xiao Nizi: "Then go to the kitchen to help dad. This man usually cooks hot pot very well, but once he is asked to cook big dishes, he will be happy. Sooner or later, he will throw away his cigarettes. "
Meng Xiaoni smiled and waved to Guifeng, and went to help in the kitchen.
She has to cook a lot so that Guifeng can eat it at that time, and won't lose face to Meng's father and mother because she doesn't want to eat.
Meng's mother was still outside and asked Guifeng: "What kind of drink do you want? If there is no one in the store, I will buy it outside, and the supermarket will not open any later."
Guifeng: "It's okay, no need. There is something special..."
Mother Meng was puzzled: "What is it?"
Meng Xiaoni didn't hear what Guifeng and Mengmu said behind her.
Vegetables are being cooked in a pot in the kitchen, and the sound is very loud.
At the critical moment of the New Year's Eve dinner, almost all the tools in the kitchen were used. The pressure cooker is pressing the big meat, the soup is boiling in the casserole, and the spices are being fried in the wok.
Even the microwave oven on the side was defrosting something at the moment.
Seeing Meng Xiaoni coming in, Meng's father hurriedly shouted for her to help: "Hey, go and wash the vegetables, they are all in those bags on the ground. I don't have enough green onions and garlic, cut two more pots for me. There is also that Cut a piece of rice cake."
Meng Xiaoni looked at so many dishes: "I can't finish eating at night."
Father Meng heyed: "If you can't finish eating, it's called more than every year. You can eat it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You can eat it for the whole New Year. This year's dinner must be the freshest. Go wash the vegetables."
After hearing this, Meng Xiaoni hurried to help wash the vegetables.
If I don't help, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat until very late.
Father Meng was very proud of being still there, showing off while cooking: "Let me tell you, I learned a little skill with the two chefs we invited, and I will scare you when I turn around."
Meng Xiaoni first took out the onion, ginger and garlic and cleaned them: "Huh? What kind of craftsmanship?"
Father Meng: "Hey, I told you to wait until later, why are you still asking?"
Meng Xiaoni thought to herself, Father Meng's words were meant to show off both inside and outside, so didn't he just want her to ask a few questions.
Sure enough, when Meng Xiaoni stopped talking and was serious about washing the vegetables, Father Meng couldn't hold back the new moves he had learned: "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just a little life skill."
Meng Xiaoni: "That's it, it's pretty impressive."
Before I heard it, I started to praise it.
But Meng's father ate this set and smiled happily: "That's right. Let me tell you something. When cooking rice, put two drops of white vinegar."
This method can make the rice taste better, Meng Xiaoni has also heard of it.
However, at this time, it is not acceptable to say that you will, and you must cooperate to ask why: "What is the reason? What will happen?"
Father Meng acted as if he was a peerless chef: "Hey, adding it can make the rice more fragrant, and it won't go rancid after a long time. Eating it is good for your health. I heard it's not easy to raise blood sugar."
White vinegar does work.
Meng Xiaoni: "That's it."
After Mencius said one, he felt that this was just a very small skill, and he needed some other big skills.
He cleared his throat: "When cooking, if you want it to be greener, add baking soda."
Green vegetables are always easy to suffocate when stir-fried, turning yellow and unsightly. Even in Sichuan cuisine recipes, most of the dishes have to be added with chili and spices, and the overall color will look dull, but if you can improve the color earlier, you will feel different when you eat it.
Meng Xiaoni: "Oh, we're a hot pot restaurant, so we don't need this to stir-fry vegetables."
Father Meng: "We can eat it ourselves."
Meng Xiaoni nodded.
Makes sense.
She took a knife and began to process the onion, ginger and garlic.
Garlic is also made into mashed garlic.
Fortunately, most of the treatments are now mechanized, and Meng Xiaoni basically only needs to cut off the roots.
After processing a portion and sending it to Meng's father, Meng Xiaoni turned her head to look at the countless dishes on the ground, then went to the freezer to take a look, thinking that she might not be able to finish the meal during the whole Chinese New Year.
Can you ask others to come to your house to eat leftovers...
Meng Xiaoni began to think about calling Xiao Yi and Qin Lingjun to help with food.
Xiao Yi, who was far away in the Taoist temple, and Qin Lingjun, who had really considered going to Meng Xiaoni's house to pay New Year's greetings, of course, hadn't thought that he was already missed. The reason for thinking about it was not a good thing for the New Year, but to help eat food so that it would not be wasted.
Meng's father was busy for a long time, and Meng's mother came in to help after a while.
Ghost Phoenix didn't come in.
Meng Xiaoni was a little puzzled, so she sneaked outside to take a look when Meng's father and mother were too busy to notice her.
There was no one in the shop either.
Not even a ghost.
Meng Xiaoni turned back and asked Mother Meng: "Mom, where did Guifeng go?"
Mother Meng's dishes had just come out of the pot, and the oil was sizzling, and she didn't hear what Meng Xiaoni was saying.
She asked a little louder: "What did you just say?"
Meng Xiaoni repeated her own words: "I asked where Guifeng went!"
Ghost Phoenix
Mother Meng thought about the conversation she had with Guifeng just now, and she revealed it to Meng Xiaoni without saying a word: "Guifeng said, you and him recognized two godsons outside! The parents of these two children are not in China for the New Year! A while ago There are still a few days left to sleep in the Taoist temple, let Xiao Yi take it for a few days!"
Meng Xiaoni was slightly taken aback.
Mother Meng continued: "He said he wanted to ask if he could bring him for a New Year's Eve dinner together! I agreed."
The kitchen was full of smoke.
Meng’s mother was still there and getting acquainted with Meng’s father. The “foreign parents” who appeared out of nowhere said: “Now parents, their biological ones are not as good as ours. Children need to be with them. Money alone is nothing.” matter."
Father Meng thought it was right: "Yes. We don't read much, so we can at least teach a college student. They teach children like this, and children will definitely not be happy to study."
The two of them said something solemnly.
Meng Xiaoni came back to her senses, her face softened slightly.
She didn't expect that Guifeng would choose to find a reason to directly bring the two children to the dining table.
They were born between heaven and earth, so they really shouldn't have shrunk in her small room and spent a lacking first Spring Festival in hiding.
Appear as you want, and make trouble as you want.
The way a child should be.
Mother Meng instructed Meng Xiaoni in the back kitchen: "Little girl, help me get another bottle of soy sauce."
Meng Xiaoni stepped forward: "Yes, here we come."
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