Chapter 279 New Year's Eve Is Coming

"Hey, little Nanfeng, watch me kill three enemies in a row!"

Nanfeng just left the room when Wanyu jumped out.

She imitated the movements of the hidden weapon masters in the TV series and threw three small firecrackers at Nanfeng's feet.

"Ah!"

With the crackling sound of the firecrackers, Nanfeng covered his chest and shouted exaggeratedly: "Wanyu is really worthy of her reputation, but I, Chu, will never accept your sneak attack!"

"Then try this trick of my heroine: Buddha's Wrath..."

Wanyu was about to throw all the firecrackers in her hand to the ground.

"No, no, no!"

Nanfeng hurriedly dissuaded: "Isn't it okay for me to be convinced now?"

The lethality of this handful of firecrackers was not high, but it made Nanfeng's ears tingle.

"Hahaha..."

Wanyu laughed at Nanfeng: "Nanfeng, happy New Year's Eve."

"Happy New Year's Eve, Wanyu."

Nanfeng asked with a smile: "Have you had fun playing here these days?"

"Of course I am happy."

Wanyu is like a free cloud, and the bright smile on her face is a ray of morning light piercing through the clouds.

These days, Nanfeng took his group of people to walk around and play. The three of them were like children taken by their parents on a spring outing, playing happily.

Wanyu really felt a little reluctant to leave.

"But if you ask me, I can be even happier."

Wan Yu blinked, she stretched out her hand and said playfully: "Congratulations on your prosperity, give me the red envelope."

Nan Feng widened his eyes: "We are of the same generation, you still want to ask me for a red envelope?"

"This red envelope is not given to me by you, but by the old man."

Wan Yu took out a red envelope with a smile: "I saw this red envelope with my name on it placed at the door of my room early this morning, and I was going to return it to your elders at home.

"But this red envelope is too light and thin, and it says Wan Yu personally on it, I couldn't help but open it and take a look. "

Nanfeng took the red envelope and opened it. There was a thin piece of red paper inside.

[Happy New Year's Eve, little girl. I'm giving you a red envelope to give you a New Year's gift.]

[Although my money is controlled by Nanfeng's grandmother, as the saying goes: the grandson pays the grandfather's debt.]

[You can just go to Nanfeng to ask for the red envelope. This bastard is very rich. Don't be polite to him.]

[ps: If possible, remember to remind him implicitly that his poor grandfather doesn't even have money to buy cigarettes and alcohol now.]

[ps: Also, don't tell Nanfeng's grandmother and my father about this. Please, please.]

The old man also drew an expression of clasping his hands together on the paper.

"This old man."

Nanfeng cursed: "He just had a heart bypass two years ago. Now he still wants to smoke and drink?

"Why doesn't he get a perm!"

If the old man's self-control was not getting worse as he got older, and he didn't miss smoking and drinking, he wouldn't be controlled by his father and wife and have no money at all.

"It's true. With the old man's looks, if he gets his hair permed, people will believe him even if he says he's only 40 this year."

Wan Yu gave a thumbs up and praised him, and then she pointed to the signature on the red paper curiously.

"But why did your grandfather leave the name [Lin Dan Da], and the word "Dan" is missing a dot."

Nan Feng looked at the dog-like words on the red paper and curled his lips: "My grandfather's name is Chu Zhongtian."

Wan Yu smiled awkwardly.

This can't be blamed on her, it's really that Grandpa Nan Feng's handwriting is not very good.

"Wan Yu, wait, I'll get you a red envelope."

Nan Feng sighed, although the old man is a bit deceptive.

But the grandfather's debt must be paid by the grandson.

Fortunately, although he forgot to bring his luggage, he did not forget to bring back the red envelope.

"No, I'm just kidding."

Wan Yu hurriedly grabbed Nan Feng: "Whether it's your grandfather or you, I can't accept the red envelopes from you two."

She and Nan Feng's family are not related, and it's already very good to eat, drink, play and make noise here, so how can I accept any New Year's money.

"By the way, this is the red envelope in front of Zhang Wei and Guan Gu's door."

Wan Yu took out two more red envelopes and handed them to Nan Feng: "The three of us have the same idea. We accept the old man's kindness, but let's forget about the New Year's money."

"Okay."

Nan Feng also knew that with Wan Yu and the others' personalities, they would not want the New Year's money from his family.

Unless the old man stuffed it into them tonight.

He put away the three red envelopes and smiled maliciously: "Now if the old man quarrels with me again this year, I will have bullets to fight back."

Nan Feng despises people who complain behind their backs the most, so he will definitely complain in front of the old man.

Wan Yu covered her mouth and laughed secretly: "You two are really good at quarreling. I have seen you quarreling several times in the past few days."

"It's really unfortunate for our family."

Nan Feng looked up at the sky and sighed.

When I was young, I was free and undisciplined and only wanted to play. The old man was old-fashioned, serious and had many rules.

Now he is getting older and more like a child.

Wan Yu stretched her head and looked around and said: "By the way, I didn't see anyone in the house early this morning. Where did they go?"

"The old man should have gone to the ancestral hall to be a mascot. As for my grandpa and grandma, they must have been taken to lunch by their disciples.

"Today's lunch will probably be solved by the four of us."

Nan Feng said with a smile: "But they will be back in the afternoon, so they won't let the four of us eat the New Year's Eve dinner at home."

He looked up at the too-quiet house: "So what are Zhang Wei and Guan Gu doing? Why didn't they hear anything?"

Wan Yu lowered her head and smiled sheepishly: "They went to buy fireworks."

Nanfeng's eyes widened again when he heard this. He stammered and asked in disbelief: "Here, all these fireworks and firecrackers were used by the three of you?"

Wan Yu stuck out her tongue: "Except for the fireworks that will be put into the sky during the New Year, there are no fireworks left for children to play with."

"Then you are really awesome." Nanfeng admired from the bottom of his heart.

You know, he bought several boxes of fireworks and firecrackers, and they were all played by these three "children" who were over seventy years old in total.

The most important thing is that you are done...

What do I play?

"Don't worry, Guangu and Zhang Wei have already gone out to buy some. We still have something to play tonight."

Wanyu said sheepishly.

Compared with big cities like Shanghai, the regulations on the management of fireworks and firecrackers in rural areas are obviously not that strict. Fireworks and firecrackers in villages are not only cheap, but also in large quantities.

So the three of them, who were still young at heart, got a little addicted to playing.

Especially Zhang Wei. For a stingy person like him, he only received one or two fireworks during the Chinese New Year in the orphanage when he was a child. If he were asked to spend money to buy something that disappears once burned, Zhang Wei would definitely not be able to afford it. Pay this money.

Zhang Wei, who had not played with fireworks much in his childhood, really played with great enthusiasm this time. He even proposed the idea of ​​"paying money if you have money, and contributing efforts if you have strength" with Wan Yu and Guan Gu to buy fireworks.

In fact, Wan Yu and Guan Gu paid for it, and Zhang Wei helped carry the fireworks and clean up.

"All right."

Nanfeng thought for a while and said, "Then what are we going to do during the day?"

Wanyu bit her fingers and thought carefully.

Today is New Year's Eve. It's definitely not convenient for them to go out and play like before, but what can they do at home?

"Yes."

She had an idea, snapped her fingers and said, "Let's prepare the New Year's Eve dinner together."

"Are we? Preparing for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Nanfeng pointed at himself and Wanyu: "Do you mean me or you when you talk about us?"

He didn't have much hope for Wanyu's suggestion.

Let's put it this way, even though everyone in the apartment laughed at Hu Yifei's cooking skills every day, Nan Feng and Wan Yu's cooking skills combined could not compare to hers with one hand.

After all, the egg fried rice made by others is still edible. The two of them put it together. Their only cooking experience was that Nanfeng helped Guangu.

Even if it's not just the two of them, according to Nanfeng's knowledge, Zhang Wei's cooking skills are not very good.

Not all orphans will be able to teach themselves how to cook without any teacher. Such children are usually the protagonists of cool novels.

In fact, the cost of cooking is the highest for a person who lives alone.

Especially Zhang Wei, who is poor and stingy, has spent so many years either eating in the cafeteria or eating milk and bread with his left hand and boiling instant noodles with his right hand.

If he is really afraid that his food is not nutritious, he will buy a bag of 21-in-1 colorful vitamins to supplement trace elements in the human body.

This is much cheaper than cooking by yourself.

Sekiya's cooking skills are the strongest in the apartment, but he has never cooked anything other than Japanese food since he was a child.

Forget it normally, they can't eat Japanese food on New Year's Eve, right?

Nanfeng felt that there was no need to try this kind of death-seeking behavior.

Wanyu obviously didn't know that Nanfeng had thought so much in such a short period of time, she was just eager to give it a try

"Oh, let's give it a try, I'm embarrassed to have my grandparents prepare the New Year's Eve dinner again when they come back.

"Besides, I don't plan to take care of all the New Year's Eve dinner. I'm just trying to help out."

Wan Yu also knew that they couldn't handle a New Year's Eve dinner with their strength, but they should have no problem cooking one or two dishes.

"Okay...then what are you going to do?"

"How about making dumplings?" Wan Yu suggested.

"Making dumplings and smashing them?"

Wan Yu corrected: "It's about making dumplings."

"I know, but reading it this way makes it feel more contemporary."

Nanfeng spread his hands: "Don't you think it feels like watching the Spring Festival Gala?"

Wanyu thought for a while, then her eyes lit up: "It's true."

"But Wanyu, making dumplings for the New Year is a tradition in the north. We don't have this custom here." Nanfeng reminded.

"I know, I also studied in Shanghai when I was in elementary school and junior high school."

Wanyu said excitedly: “It’s just because there is no such custom that we should try it.

"Especially the lottery game where you put coins into dumplings, I think it's very fun."

She patted her chest and assured, "Besides, I just learned how to make dumplings from a TV series, so there will be no problem."

"All right."

Nan Feng thought for a moment, and realized that there were only a few materials needed to make dumplings anyway, and they could get them together with a little effort during the Chinese New Year.

The most important thing is that making dumplings does not require frying or stir-frying, which is a very reliable choice for cooking idiots like them.

After all, no matter how ugly the dumplings are, it won't affect the taste. If it doesn't work, Guangu will come to the rescue.

"Then let's quickly prepare the ingredients for making dumplings and wait for Guangu and Zhang Wei to come back."

"good!"

Wanyu waved her fists, looking forward to it.

The two of them first ran to the kitchen to search for a while, and soon they had gathered the ingredients needed to make dumplings.

But they waited for a long time but Guan Gu and Zhang Wei didn't come back. Even when Nanfeng called them, no one answered. He didn't know what they were doing.

Nanfeng was a little worried at first, but after thinking carefully, these two men over 1.8 meters tall would not suffer a big loss no matter what.

Not to mention, Zhang Wei also carried a hair dryer and a bunch of keys with him.

If the hair dryer is used as a meteor hammer, the power of hitting people is not small, and the bunch of keys can smash people's heads!

Besides, he took them around for a few days, and everyone in the village knew that they were his friends. Guan Gu and Zhang Wei would not be bullied because they were unfamiliar with the place.

Nanfeng was a little relieved.

"Why haven't Guan Gu and Zhang Wei come back yet?"

Wanyu, who was anxious to make dumplings, slammed the paste and cotton thread in her hand on the table: "Forget it, let's wait while we make them."

Nanfeng looked at Wanyu in confusion.

"It's fine to make it first, but what are the glue and cotton thread you brought for?"

"This is for making dumplings after we finish kneading the dough."

Wan Yu blinked and said like a jingle: "First use glue to stick, then use cotton thread to thread, everyone will cry after eating it."

Nan Feng was stunned.

"First use glue to stick, then use cotton thread to thread...

"What a weird way to make dumplings!"

Nan Feng felt that this method was not only outrageous, but also vaguely familiar.

"Wait a minute, which TV series did you learn to make dumplings from?"

"Wulin Wai Zhuan." Wan Yu responded as a matter of course.

"But that's a comedy!"