Jiang Kuo didn't return to Table 33 immediately after going to the toilet, but went downstairs and walked around.
There was an old man selling sugar paintings downstairs. He stood beside him and watched it for a long time. Kuo still watched him finish painting a dog, a cat, and a rabbit, and then slowly went upstairs again.
This period of time is probably enough for Lu Meng to finish painting the half of Duan Feifei. Since it is mainly for painting, you can leave after painting. After all, it is for making money, not for chatting...
Back in the corridor, he glanced at Table 33 as he walked, and found that there was only Duan Feifei next to the table, and he was poking his phone with his head down.
Before he could get there, the phone rang.
[Instructions below] She's gone, come back
This sentence made Jiang Kuo embarrassed for a while, and Duan Feifei also raised his head when he looked over, and laughed when he saw him.
"Finished?" Jiang Kuo quickly walked back to the table and sat down. He saw that Lu Meng's cup of tea on the table had been taken away, and the table had returned to its previous state.
"Yeah," Duan Feifei nodded, "It's pretty fast. The coloring takes longer. If you don't color it, it will be faster."
"You understand?" Jiang Kuo called the waiter over, "Give me another cup of tea."
"I want it too." Duan Feifei said, looking at him and smiling, "Lu Meng used to draw people in class before, and the teacher also drew a lot."
"Oh, where's the painting? I haven't seen your half yet," Jiang Kuo asked casually as he stretched out his hand, "She should take the art exam."
"Her family's economic conditions are not very good," Duan Feifan took out the painting from the small bucket beside the table and handed it to him, "She doesn't want to study anymore either."
Jiang Kuo looked at the two heads in the painting. His hairstyle was similar, but because he had a profile face, he couldn't tell anything. Duan Feifei's big head looked quite similar. At first glance, it was an acquaintance. .
"Don't chat for a while?" Jiang Kuo handed him the picture, "I think you guys are chatting very enthusiastically."
Duan Feifei glanced at him, smiled and said nothing.
The meaning expressed in his eyes is easy to understand, and he clicked his tongue: "I have nothing to say, I don't even know what you are talking about... Am I obvious?"
"Well," Duan Feifei said, "it's very obvious, she ran away after painting."
"Don't use the word run," Jiang Kuo said. "It seems that I scared people away."
"It's almost the same, you almost have to write 'Go quickly' on your face." Duan Feifei said.
"I'm... that's how it is." Jiang Kuo took a sip of tea, "I don't bother pretending to someone I don't know."
"Would you like to take a look at that thrift store in a while?" Duan Feifei changed the subject.
"Okay," Jiang Kuo looked at the store, "Maybe you can buy some fancy gifts."
"No, old stuff, as a gift?" Duan Feifei said.
"What if there is really fun," Jiang Kuo said. "My mother has a small cabinet for jewelry, which Mr. Jiang bought from a flea market in Italy. It's very beautiful."
"...Okay," Duan Feifei nodded, "Look for it later."
The role models in the group have been acting separately for a day, and now they have started to post today's results in the group.
The mutual aid club had just finished playing electric games and was having a discussion at the Mala Tang shop. Sun Ji and his wife were actually riding a two-person boat in the lake. They chose the ugliest one. At first glance, it looked like a cat, a dog, a bear or a fox. A panda ship that can only be judged by color.
"How unplayable this is." Duan Feifei was very saddened by Sun Ji's behavior of arranging his girlfriend to go to the lake in the winter, "How windy on the lake, you can score points when you get off the boat when it blows for half an hour."
Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing, and sent the photo of Duan Feifei's afternoon tea to the group.
[Sun Zhuanghan] Love Street
[Dong Xiaosa] The flying cake on the second floor
[Liu Xiuchang]Wait for us
[Ding Weiwu]Wait for us
[Dong Xiaosa]Wait for us
Jiang Kuo was stunned, looking at Duan Feifei.
"Do you owe your hand?" Duan Feifei also looked at him, "That Mala Tang is in the alley just behind the mall, and it takes less than 20 minutes to walk there."
"What should I do?" Jiang Kuo said, "I still need to buy gifts."
[Duan Yingjun] It's not there anymore, let's meet by chance
"Yeah, what should I do?" After Duan Feifei sent the message, he scanned the code on the table with his mobile phone to pay, then stood up, "Run!"
Before Jiang Kuo could react, he had already turned around and ran down the stairs.
"Come on." Jiang Kuo quickly jumped up and followed.
[Liu Xiuchang] You can't run away
[Ding Weiwu] Fanfan
[Dong Xiaosa] I'm hungry [Sun Zhuanghan] I'm going to vomit
Duan Feifei went downstairs and went directly into the thrift shop opposite.
When Jiang Kuo entered, he found that the front of this small shop was not big, with only a small wooden door and a shop window a little over one meter long, but the depth of the shop was very long, and there were stairs going all the way to the second floor.
"It's alright here," Jiang Kuo looked at the various items in the store, not all of them were old, but many were new, "Jiang will like it."
"Then you can buy her a present too." Duan Feifei said.
"She doesn't deserve it," Jiang Kuo said. "She blocked me and I haven't released it yet."
"Why?" Duan Feifei asked.
"I asked her to teach me how to make a photo book, but she blocked me directly without saying a word," Jiang Kuo was very upset, "I had to buy a photo album and post it in the end."
"I think after she has taught you, you may finally..." Duan Feifei picked up a small piggy bank and looked at it, "I still have to buy a photo album and paste it in it."
"Do you have any obsessions with the piggy bank?" Jiang Kuo looked at the jar in his hand. The big chinchilla jar was still sitting on the table in his dormitory, and Tang Li took a plastic bag cover When I went up, I said that I was afraid that it would not be easy to wipe off the dust.
"Really," Duan Feifei put down this one and picked up the other, "When I was a child, I had pocket money five yuan a week, and sometimes I didn't have enough money to buy things, so I worked for Duan Ling..."
"Wait," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "How old is Duan Ling older than you?"
"Five years old." Duan Feifei said.
"What kind of work are you working for her?" Jiang Kuo was shocked.
"Bodyguard," said Duan Feifei, "she was a bad girl when she was in elementary school. I followed her when she was out of school, and my main job was to stare."
Jiang Kuo looked at him: "Huh?"
Duan Feifei stared at him and said, "That's it."
Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment, and his saliva almost spit out with laughter.
"That's it," Duan Feifei stared, looked around, received the shocked gazes of a total of six customers in this small hall outside the store, and then continued to turn his head to stare at Jiang Kuo, and said solemnly, "My elementary school student At that time, I was quite tall, and it was still more deterrent."
"Come on," Jiang Kuo gave him a happy hug, "I can't hold it anymore."
Duan Feifei returned to his normal expression and rubbed his eyes: "Every time she finished staring, she would give me a dollar from the piggy bank."
"...This will make you obsessed with the piggy bank?" Jiang Kuo was a little confused.
"No," said Duan Feifei in a low voice, "it's mainly because of her jar, which is always rich and rich, so I had an illusion. I wondered if her jar could generate money."
Jiang Kuo laughed out loud, and his voice was particularly loud.
He himself felt like a big goose.
The six customers cast inexplicable glances again.
"Let's go inside first," Jiang Kuo pushed Duan Feifei inside, "It's too embarrassing."
"I just think piggy banks are very powerful things." Duan Feifei said as he walked, "Up to now, I still have different feelings for them."
"Got it." Jiang Kuo said.
This area in the store is basically full of second-hand goods, mainly small pieces, from wooden pens to table lamps, as well as various ornaments and storage.
There are no windows here, and there are only a few old-looking floor lamps on the wall. The various old objects placed on the whole wall are reflected by the yellow light, which is extraordinarily quiet and mysterious.
with traces of time.
Jiang Kuo suddenly found this small shop really interesting, he looked at everything carefully.
In the end, he picked up a very thick thing like a box. It looked the same on all six sides. It was a photo frame the size of a palm. It was like a box made of six photo frames glued together. They are thick and have a heavy feel.
But after fiddling with it a few times, he found that this is a box that can be unfolded into an irregular plane. When it is closed by magnetism, it is a box, and the lid can be opened. When unfolded, there are six photo frames that can be hung on the wall.
"This is interesting." Jiang Kuo showed Duan Feifei.
"It's fun," Duan Feifei looked at it, "Are you obsessed with things that can display photos?"
Jiang Kuo laughed: "I don't know, it may be the sequelae of making photo albums. I think this is very interesting."
"Put your photos," Duan Feifei said, "Didn't you take a lot of photos from your part-time job before? Pick six and put them in. The things you bought with your money as a part-time job, and the photos you took when you were part-time."
"Okay," Jiang Kuo suddenly felt perfect, "That's it!"
However, such a small photo frame box cost 600 yuan, and Duan Feifei was still a little speechless.
"Can it be cheaper?" Jiang Kuo asked.
Duan Feifei glanced at him.
"One price for one item, no bargaining." The shopkeeper, a girl dressed like a medieval witch, answered coldly and firmly.
"...Oh." Jiang Kuo responded, probably not thinking about how to continue the bargaining process if he was rejected.
But with the style of the shop owner and her shop, plus this tone, it is estimated that there is no room for bargaining.
"Can I send something small?" Duan Feifei asked, "It can be put in a box."
The shopkeeper glanced at him and pointed to the shelf in front of them, on which were small baskets containing various thumb-sized ornaments.
"Pick one," she said.
Jiang Kuo looked at it. There were a lot of small fruits in a basket. It was very cute. He picked an apple: "This one."
"Would you like to pack it?" the shopkeeper asked.
"Yes." Jiang Kuo said.
"Are there any charges?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Twenty." The shopkeeper replied.
Jiang Kuo laughed, and the shopkeeper's answer reminded him inexplicably when Duan Feifan swindled his money.
"That's not packaged," he said.
The shopkeeper gave him a small paper bag to put things on.
After leaving the store, Duan Feifei dragged him forward two stores and entered a small boutique.
"Pick a piece of paper." Duan Feifei led him to a shelf full of various papers.
Different materials, different colors, simply dazzling.
In the end, Jiang Kuo picked out a light blue crumpled paper with small silver stars.
This piece of paper is three dollars, plus a small yellow bow, for a total of five dollars.
There are also many finished packaging boxes on the boss's shelf. Duan Feifei asked the boss and took a photo: "Go back and press one of these bags."
"Do you have a bag?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"... I have a bag." Duan Feifei said.
After buying the gift, Jiang Kuo noticed that more than an hour had passed.
"It's really good to pass the time," he stretched out. "After coming out for an afternoon, the main activity distance did not exceed 50 meters."
"Let's see what kind of time it is," Duan Feifei said. "If you are in class, it won't be so easy to kill."
"It's almost time for dinner," Jiang Kuo said. "I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Let's see where they are. Let's get together."
"I'll ask." Duan Feifei took out his phone.
"You two!" Someone slapped them on the shoulders.
Jiang Kuo was so frightened that he almost returned a punch, but at the last moment he realized that it was Ding Zhe's voice, forcibly pressing down his raised arm.
"You!" Duan Feifei also slapped Ding Zhe on the shoulder.
"Where are you two hiding!" Dong Kun came over, "We've been here eight times!"
"Just came out of here," Ding Zhe pointed to the boutique, "You two have the same shopping style as little girls."
"I bought gifts for President Jiang and his wife." Duan Feifei said.
"Really?" Liu Fatty was stunned, "Jiang Kuo, you are so filial!"
"It's the first time I've grown so big." Jiang Kuo said.
"Damn, Jiang Kuo, you are so unfilial!" Liu Fatty said again immediately.
"Go away." Jiang Kuo smiled.
"No food." Ding Zhe said.
"I'm hungry." Dong Kun said.
"Damn it!" Jiang Kuo said.
Since everyone is celebrating New Year's Eve together tonight, Jiang Kuo plans to call Cannon and bring Benben with him.
By the way, if there is any good place to eat in Cannon, this person has been stranded here for a few months, from the city to the county, he has already figured out where there is delicious food.
"Go up the mountain," said Cannon.
"What?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"Driving up the mountain," Cannon said, "fireworks are set off at night, you can eat and watch New Year's Eve, how romantic."
"Okay, which mountain?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Is it far?"
"It's not too far, you're still watching the fireworks from afar, aren't Duan Feifei and Ding Zhe both locals?" Cannon said, "Don't you even know that there are mountains in the city?"
"Then you can arrange it. Come and pick up someone later." Jiang Kuo said.
"You guys go back and put on some clothes, it's cold on the mountain," Cannon said. "I went up once a few days ago, but I didn't have enough clothes on, and I almost didn't come down."
"See you at the school gate," Jiang Kuo said. "Take Benben with you."
As soon as they heard that they went up the mountain to eat and watch the fireworks, several people immediately became excited, and immediately withdrew from the follow-up New Year's Eve activities of the self-help meeting, and were reprimanded by the chairman.
Jiang Kuo went back to the dormitory and changed into a big down jacket, and Duan Feifei also changed into a long one with a turtleneck sweater inside.
This was the first time he wore a turtleneck sweater this year, and Jiang Kuo looked surprised.
Some people are especially suitable for high collars, they look comfortable and handsome, Duan Feifei is like this, and a very ordinary gray sweater can also be worn.
"What?" Duan Feifei looked at him.
"Very..." Jiang Kuo gestured, not knowing what to say, "handsome."
Duan Feifei smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled the collar: "I'm afraid of the wind in the mountains, and you haven't bought me the scarf you owe me."
"...I forgot." Jiang Kuo clapped his hands, "Buy it, buy it tomorrow!"
"Just kidding," Duan Feifei waved, "Let's go."
Cannon drove the car to the parking lot, and Benben rushed forward in a red cotton-padded jacket.
This dress is estimated to have been bought by Cannon, so it can be renamed Fuguier directly.
As usual, Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei were in the same car, taking Benben with them, and the others in Cannon's car.
"Take this." Cannon threw a walkie-talkie over, "I'm afraid the mobile phone signal will be bad on the mountain for a while."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.
This mountain is usually a good place for citizens to exercise and go green. The flat winding road leads to the top of the mountain, and there are also steps and paths.
It's New Year's Eve, many more people come to watch the fireworks in the evening against the north wind than they thought.
Because of the twists and turns, Cannon was able to book a table by the window of a farmhouse on the shoulder of the mountain. If it was later, it was estimated that there would only be a restaurant at the butt of the mountain.
This farmhouse is considered a high-end farmhouse. The store is quite large. When they arrived, they were already full of people. There were people in the house and on the roadside outside, including the viewing platform at the back.
Although their table was by the window, they didn't get a box after all, and there were people all around.
"This scene," Ding Zhe raised his voice in order to communicate with a few people, "this movement, the emcee is the scene of the wedding banquet."
"You may have to go out to occupy space after a few bites, and I'm afraid you won't be able to see it later." Liu Fat said.
"It's alright," Cannon waved his hand, "there's still a place on it, and you can find a place when you drive to the top of the mountain after eating."
Jiang Kuo felt that this meal was not too tasty, it was very noisy, and the way the waiter served the dishes made people feel that the hygiene of the dishes could not be guaranteed.
But he is not irritable. Compared with the various six relatives who have gone to eat with Mr. Jiang and his wife during the Chinese New Year and festivals in the past, this kind of savage and messy scene that would have made him extremely resistant before, now brings novelty and joy.
Duan Feifei didn't eat very well, and kept feeding Fuguiben under the table with dog treats.
The fireworks show in the city started at 8:30 and lasted until 0:00 every half hour.
After nine o'clock, there were not many people eating, and a group of them packed up and took the dog out.
It was a bit outrageous on the mountain at the moment, but because the viewing platform was indeed out of place, everyone had to take Cannon's suggestion and continue to go up.
Every time you go to a viewing platform, get out of the car and squeeze over to watch a round of fireworks.
It's not that he hasn't seen fireworks. Jiang's head office has done many fireworks performances, but Jiang Kuo was still excited and pulled Duan Feifei to squeeze into the front line of watching the fire.
"Where's your cell phone?" Duan Feifei called out to his ear.
"You can't lose it in your trouser pocket." Jiang Kuo patted his leg, bent over and lifted Ben Ben up, "Gu'er! Did you see it! This should be the first time you've seen fireworks in a dog's life!"
Ben Ben exclaimed excitedly.
At eleven o'clock, they finally patrolled the viewing platform on the top of the mountain against the cold wind. To everyone's surprise, there are the most fucking people here...
Fortunately, this viewing platform is also the largest. They crowded to the front while the crowd was still taking shelter at the farmhouse next to it. fireworks.
The crowd erupted into cheers.
Jiang Kuo closed his eyes, raised his head and followed him a few times.
In the interval of cheers, you can hear various message prompts from the surrounding mobile phones.
When Duan Feifei took out his mobile phone, Jiang Kuo saw that there were 163 messages in his message.
Hold.
What kind of popularity is this.
Cannon is also worried that the signal on the mountain is not good, which is too good.
Jiang Kuo didn't take a look at his mobile phone. Under normal circumstances, his news would not exceed ten, and the cannon had to be included. Now that the cannon is next to him, the news would still be -1.
Duan Feihan's cell phone was still ringing, he opened it and glanced at it, picked a few words, put the cell phone back in his pocket, and looked at him: "Huh?"
"Your news has a lot to do with Wechat." Jiang Kuo said.
"Almost, why don't half of them have bought beef in sauce," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "My classmates, neighbors, neighbors, etc., have a special sense of ceremony, and we must greet each other during the New Year."
Jiang Kuo felt that Duan Feifei was comforting him, although he didn't know what to comfort him.
But it was not comforted.
For some unknown reason, he suddenly felt a little lonely amid the fireworks in his eyes, the cheers of the crowd around him, and the huddled heat.
"Countdown!" Someone shouted, "Ten!"
"Nine!" The people around them started the countdown at the same time.
"Eight!" Duan Feifei shouted to Jiang Kuo, hugging Benben and squeezing beside him.
"Seven!" Jiang Kuo also turned his head and shouted at him, "Six!"
"five four three two one!"
"Brother Pao!" Liu Fatty shouted at the cannon next to him.
Cannon was in a good mood and hugged him.
"MUA~" Dong Kun hugged Ding Zhe.
Several people jumped and shouted.
Jiang Kuo turned around while laughing and led Duan Feifei to give a hug together.
But almost at the same time, he felt Duan Feifei lean back.
… Depend on!
Do you need to be so reserved!
What is there to be humble about at such a time!
Jiang Kuo quickly let go of his hand, and when he was about to back away, Duan Feifei grabbed Ben Ben's right hand and pulled it out, and went around behind him and hugged him hard.
"The dog made you vomit!" Duan Feifei roared with a smile, "Happy New Year! Jiang Kuo!"
"Happy New Year, Duan Feifei!" Jiang Kuo also roared.