Chapter 130 Happy New Year
He Yue jumped up from the stool as if he was afraid of getting contaminated by something dirty.
"Mom! Aunt Gu! Gu Xingyue fell and became an idiot! Come and see!"
Oh, these words made the two anxious old ladies outside so angry that they broke into the room.
How do you talk like that, boy?
"Really? Look!" He Yue stepped aside and made a "please" gesture.
Mrs. Gu and Mrs. He couldn't wait to see it.
"Who are you?" Gu Xingyue blinked her confused eyes.
?
Mrs. Gu couldn't believe it and said, "I'm your mother! Xingyue, have you forgotten?"
"I'm Aunt He, Xingyue."
Gu Xingyue looked at them blankly and shook her head: "I don't know them."
Both ladies were sad about this.
"Maybe I'll remember it after a while, or a few days." Mrs. Gu comforted herself.
"Yes." Mrs. He responded.
Mrs. Gu sat gently beside the bed and soothed her, "Xingyue, you don't remember your mother, so what do you remember?"
Gu Xingyue pointed at He Yue who was eating oranges by the window behind her and said, "He is my husband."
“…”
He Yue heard it and almost spit out the orange.
He seems unclean.
"Besides that? What else do you remember?" Mrs. Gu asked unwillingly.
"I don't remember." Gu Xingyue had no expression on her face.
Mrs. Gu closed her eyes, seemingly calm, but actually she was not.
"It's okay, you'll definitely remember it."
Their family had already ruined one daughter and could not afford to ruin a second one.
At least for now, Gu Xingyue's amnesia is not a big problem.
Well, you can still get married, right?
Besides, as soon as she woke up, she treated He Yue as her husband. Isn't that just perfect?
Sooner or later he will really be her husband anyway.
Seeing that there was nothing for him to do, He Yue left without saying goodbye.
Cai Dong also followed.
In the blink of an eye, it is February and the Chinese New Year is here.
This is the most important festival in China.
During this period, restaurants are the busiest. Many people don't want to cook at home for New Year's Eve dinner, so they eat at restaurants.
Ye Shuyi also silently gave up her comfort and started to stir the pot.
Everyone was so busy that they kept kicking their feet in the sun.
Ye Shuyi was tired but happy. After all, she could make a lot of money! Compared to having a wealthy New Year, this little bit of tiredness was nothing.
The kitchen was very hot even in the cold winter, and Ye Shuyi was almost sweating.
Not to mention, although there is no snow in Hong Kong Island, geography books say that it has hot and rainy summers and mild and humid winters.
But don’t underestimate the damp cold. It is a cold that can penetrate into the bones. No matter how much clothes you wear, you will still feel cold.
You can say Hong Kong Island is hot in the summer, but you can't say it's not cold in the winter.
Oh, Ye Shuyi is not cold in the kitchen.
White-cut chicken, salt-baked chicken, shredded chicken, braised chicken, three-cup chicken, chicken in a pot, roast duck, sour plum duck, eight-treasure duck, roast pigeon, pigeon soup, steamed spareribs with fermented black beans, braised fish, sweet and sour fish, braised pork belly, lettuce, abalone, squid...
Do it until you get tired of it.
It was not until two o'clock in the middle of the night that Ye Shuyi closed the store and went home, not forgetting to give each employee a big New Year's packet.
May your work go smoothly, your health be good, and your wealth be rolling in.
It must be mentioned that when the midnight bell rang, the crackling sound of firecrackers shook the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the smell of gunpowder was strong.
People will be completely excited at that moment and celebrate the New Year with joy.
Many people choose to go back to their hometown during the New Year. The scene will be a bunch of children chasing each other with small fireworks, while adults talk about various things that happened in the past year.
The moonlight shines down, and underneath is usually a barbecue grill filled with all kinds of barbecue ingredients, such as chicken, squid, oysters, sausages, meatballs, chicken wings, pork, chicken feet...
The large table indoors is filled with dried longan that can last for months (except for the children), melon seeds (red melon and sunflower melon, you can choose), jiaozi (a kind of dumpling-like pastry, sweet and crispy), hard glutinous rice cakes, soft and sweet yam cakes, sugar melons, oranges, an unknown dessert that looks like lotus root but is actually too sweet, plums, peanuts...
Everyone can chat while eating.
The most indispensable thing is the Spring Festival Gala on TV.
No one watches it every year, but it is played every year, mainly as background music.
When the firecrackers sound at midnight, it is time to worship the gods.
Let's see where the God of Wealth is on that day: east, south, west, north, northeast, northwest, southeast, southwest...
Eight directions.
Arrange various kinds of sugar-coated melon cakes that the gods like to eat, burn incense and paper, pour wine and pray.
The Kitchen God, the God of Wealth, the Bedside God, the Heavenly Official... I can't remember which one is which, but there are several gods protecting every family.
When Ye Shuyi left the store, she saw all kinds of gorgeous fireworks above her head, which were very beautiful.
She took a few steps and saw a familiar car.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a handsome face.
"Chen Nanfeng? Why are you here?" Ye Shuyi was surprised.
She said it was late today and asked him not to wait for her and to go home and reunite with his family.
But he still came, and I don’t know how long he waited.
"It's okay, I want to spend the New Year with you." He said with a smile, looking at Ye Shuyi with stars in his eyes.
More beautiful than the fireworks in the sky.
Now that she was there, Ye Shuyi got into the car skillfully.
"How long have you been waiting?" Ye Shuyi asked while fastening her seat belt.
"About two or three hours." Chen Nanfeng said easily.
"So long?" Ye Shuyi suddenly felt guilty.
How could she make her boss wait for so long?
"It's okay, just come out to watch the fireworks." Chen Nanfeng said with a smile.
"Oh, thank you." It would be a lie to say that I wasn't touched.
He must be very lonely waiting outside alone, right?
"You're welcome."
He added, "Ye Shuyi, close your eyes."
"Hmm?" Ye Shuyi was puzzled but did as she was told.
Chen Nanfeng didn't know what he was hesitating about. After a while, he said, "You can open your eyes now."
I saw a large bouquet of roses in front of me, with a handwritten letter on it.
"Well, you haven't forgotten this either?" After a tiring day, Ye Shuyi herself didn't even remember this.
"Of course." Chen Nanfeng said with a smile, "I have a bouquet of flowers for you."
"What?"
I saw Chen Nanfeng slowly put another bouquet of flowers in front, which was not red.
Unlike the first bouquet of flowers, the petals of this bouquet are... money!
That’s right, the largest denomination Hong Kong dollars are rolled up into petals and put together to form a big bouquet of flowers.
Ye Shuyi's eyes widened.
Wow!
As expected of Chen Nanfeng, he really wins her heart!
She took it without hesitation: "Thank you! I like it very much."
"As long as you like it. Look, there is something else in it." Chen Nanfeng reminded.
Ye Shuyi really observed the bouquet and saw a long strip of something wrapped in a ribbon of the same color.
She picked it up and it felt like a stone.
What is this?
She put the flowers down and untied the ribbon.
The golden light shone brightly, illuminating her surprised face.
This is fucking gold!
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