Chapter 1316: A group of strangers in a foreign land, dreams and springs of the new year

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February 3, 1992, New Year's Eve.

On this day, it started to drizzle in Berlin, and the rain this year was particularly heavy...

An ordinary stacked apartment on the top floor of a high-end apartment in Berlin’s wealthy area. It was raining outside the window, but the house was hot...it was burning.

The fireplace is warm, and the concert scenes are played on the TV. It is a collection of videos when Deng Lijun attended the Red and White Song Festival in Japan a few years ago.

Aunt Lin, wearing a black gauze and half-exposed meat short skirt, lowered her head and her hair fell down. She held chopsticks in one hand and held the dumpling skin in the other, and wrapped the dumplings.

Side.

A pair of yoga pants that outline the figure and reveal a beautiful buttocks, a short T-shirt with navel exposed, Wang Zuxian was next to Lin Qingxia with her shoulders and she was wrapped in dumplings on her hands as if they were decent.

After wrapping one, I was so happy that I gently hit the little aunt who was concentrating on making dumplings with her shoulders.

Hand the dumplings you made to the other person, blinked his mouth and twisted his legs to show off.

Aunt Lin smiled and said she was sure, then took the dumplings from the other party and placed them solemnly on the chopping board.

It's just rightly corrected-

To the left of the two, Director Wu was wearing an apron and rolling the skin with a rolling pin.

This fan page is full of joy.

"Ahem—"

Turning his head and looking at the happy scene in front of him, Deng Lijun holding rice cakes in her hand, and couldn't help but burp.

Then he turned around with a shiver.

But I saw Hu Yinmeng, who was half-slumped on the sofa, holding half a can of beer, drinking it with great pleasure, and not paying attention to the picture at all, watching TV attentively.

"I'm so stupid, really." Deng Linsan said to herself.

"If you don't spend the holiday, you're going to spend time with your parents, but you have to fly to Europe for a trip. People who are almost forty years old will still suffer this. I'll fly to Taipei tomorrow..." Deng Lijun threw the rice cake in her hand onto the plate.

"Isn't this great? We escaped the world's fireworks and we grew older. The most annoying thing is holidaying... Instead, it's pretty good, friends gather together to encourage each other." Hu Yinmeng continued to drink without caring.

"My friends are together, but they are all busy..."

"Isn't this a perfect friend gathering mode? Everyone gathers in the same room, and then they have their own preferences in their hands. They don't bother each other, but they accompany each other. They put down their hobbies from time to time, chat together, and play mahjong..."

Hu Yinmeng smiled in confusion and said, "I don't understand others, I enjoy this festive atmosphere too much."

"Where is the festive atmosphere?" Deng Lijun rolled her eyes.

"The dumplings are packed immediately, and there will be a festive atmosphere soon. By the way, Azu also received several boxes of TVB's TV celebration videos in the Dutch Chinatown next door.

By the way, there is also the Spring Festival Gala in mainland China last year...

You guys wait for me..."

The little aunt took a hand towel and wiped her flour-dipped hands, took the initiative to kneel down in front of the TV, raised her colorful peaches, flipped over a large cardboard box in front of her, and pulled out several boxes of videotapes.

Turning his head and blinking at Deng Lijun, "Do you want to take a look? Since I watched the Spring Festival Gala, I feel that the atmosphere of the Spring Festival in mainland China is great. Every year, I will ask my sister in mainland China to send me videos of the party..."

"No, I don't want to see it." Deng Lijun shook her head vigorously, "I don't think there is anything good to watch..."

Aunt Lin smiled and put the video tape into the video player.

Applause rang out on the TV and two people in suits appeared.

‘Friends of viewers, we have met you again in the second episode of the All-Time Journey column.’

‘Our issue is an Asian Games special topic.’

On the TV, the counterpart crosstalk "The Best of Asian Games" performed by Niu Qun and Feng Gong was played.

"Hihehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

The 1990s version of the "Real Flavor Law" was staged.

Wu Xiaozu patted the flour on his hand and rubbed it randomly on his apron. The entire cloth was covered with flour.

"I'll cook dumplings, and call Awen by the way, and ask him to come over and order the dumplings back, so that they can relax in the city center."

On New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, Wu Xiaozu naturally would not let these confidants perform blessings... they all gave them a vacation.

For Chinese people today, it's New Year's Eve, but for Germans, this is a normal Monday... several bodyguards have their own arrangements for the evenings.

"I'll help you." Wang Zuxian took the initiative to follow into the kitchen.

Seeing her follower, the little aunt turned her eyes lightly, stopped, turned around and went to the bar, and took the wake-up red wine and three crystal wine glasses.

"Oh--"

Deng Lijun stared at the TV show "Quick Knife" with her legs tightened, and her eyes were slowing down with the stars.

Lin Mitao poured three glasses of red wine, first handed it to Hu Huli, with Chuntao on his face, raised his glass with a smile, and expressed his eyes to thank him, "Thank you."

Hu Yinmeng held the wine glass, shook it gently, tasted the red wine with her tongue, and took a sip into her mouth, pursed her lips with satisfaction.

Then he raised his wrist and touched Lin Mitao's wine glass.

bite--

"I just assume it really helped you."

Hu Yinmeng smiled and raised her neck. The wine stains were stained on the corners of her lips, and it condensed into wine drippings.

Before the wine drips down, the tongue rolls up again and puts it in its mouth.

"Thank you." Lin Mitao, who had a constant smile, clinked the glass with Deng Lijun who took the wine glass again, her eyes full of true meaning.

"I wish you a happy 38 year old." Deng Lijun smiled at panda food.

"I wish you a happy 39 year old too." Lin Mitao took a sincere sip of wine.

“…How can I not drink?”

Deng Lijun rolled her eyes and finally burst out laughing. She drank the red wine in the glass. It happened that Cai Ming, who was playing the rustic on the TV, was carrying a small bag and circling around, and said in Yusheng words, "It's broken, the train is late, the car is in the backwards. Don't ask for it, the second aunt's house, and I was stunned.'

Then, Deng Lijun had spewed out a sip of red wine that she had not had time to swallow.

“Hahahahahahaha…”

He laughed invisibly, and then he also learned the tone in the sketch, "It's broken, it's broken, the red wine is spilled."

In fact, she is from Hebei Province.

But learning the words of Yushu... are very exciting.

The three of them quickly drank all the red wine from the decanter, then picked up the beer on the table and continued to chat while watching TV.

In the kitchen.

Wu Xiaozu cooked dumplings in a Western-style cooking pot. After pressing the cold water twice, he was ready to put the dumplings out of the pot.

When I turned around, I saw Wang Zuxian leaning against the door, looking at him with admiration.

"Wow, it turns out that you need to add cold water to cook dumplings?"

"It's easy to cook thoroughly." Wu Xiaozu picked up a dumpling with a bowl, "Try it, be careful to burn it-"

"hiss--"

After the speech ended, the anxious Wang Xianxian became hot.

"Be careful." Wu Xiaozu smiled and blew with his mouth.

"tasty."

"Let's give them a try first, I'll continue to cook some for Awen and the others." Wu Xiaozu said with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, mua." Wang Zuxian took advantage of the precaution and sneaked into the 29-year-old young and strong Comrade Wu.

Without waiting for Wu Xiaozu to fight back, he ran out with two plates of dumplings.

At this time, you should not expect the Crimson plot... Everyone should be shameless...

Although she had initially accepted it in her heart.

but……

This situation is certainly impossible.

Wu Xiaozu was not anxious either.

"Come and try the dumplings."

"Wow, I'll try it."

All three women picked up dumplings and looked satisfied.

"Director Wu wasted his person if he didn't become a cook." Deng Lijun chewed the dumplings and gave Director Wu a very high evaluation.

"It's delicious." Hu Yinmeng also nodded slightly to show her affirmation, then glanced at Wang Zuxian, who was red on his lips with a meaningful look, and handed a tissue, "Be careful when eating...dumplings."

"Uh? It's really hot... I just swallowed the dumplings and felt that my mouth was full of the soup inside, and the fragrant soup overflowed... It's really fragrant." Wang Zuxian said with a smile.
To be continued...