Chapter 221: Celebrating New Year's Day 1
Yun Shuhuai watched curiously from the kitchen. She wanted to help, but the kitchen was full, so she left everything to them.
The living room was covered with thick carpets, and Yun Shuhuai had installed floor heating. Although she couldn't cook, she was still good at these hardcore things.
The two children sat on the floor and played. Yun Shuhuai was a little bored, so she sat on the sofa and watched them cook while chatting.
Looking at Qiao Zhengwu sitting at a small table carving tofu, she couldn't help but say, "Xiao Qiao, your knife skills are pretty good. Where did you learn that?"
Qiao Zhengwu glanced at Yun Shuhuai and said shyly, "Thank you for the compliment, senior sister. My father used to be a chef and I've watched him cook since I was a child. Although my father didn't let me inherit his inheritance, I've learned a lot from watching and hearing about him."
"By the way, speaking of my parents, I have to thank you, senior sister. After you sent me downstairs to my house that day, I went home and found that they were fine. Then I followed your instructions and protected them to the city gymnasium. Later, we successfully reached the base with the army."
Qiao Zhengwu was so excited that he accidentally crushed a whole piece of tofu.
"Ah! Senior, I'm sorry." He hurriedly gathered the broken tofu. Food is an important resource in the end times. Tofu is carefully processed and more precious than the raw material soybeans. This piece is worth many crystal cores.
Yun Shuhuai waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. There are still tofu. Throw away the ones that fell on the ground."
"Ah, okay... okay."
Yun Shuhuai continued the original topic and said, "So, your parents are also in the base?" She had been to Tianxiang's site several times, but she had never seen his parents. However, there were indeed a few ordinary people without superpowers in Tianxiang.
"Yes, they live with me in Tianxiang's villa now. Dad used to be a chef, and mom can cook. Sister Yi found them a job in the base cafeteria. She is also responsible for our meals. The dry food we take out is also made by my father. Not only does it have a longer shelf life, but it tastes much better. We are also very grateful to Sister Yi for taking them in. Otherwise, I, a power-type psychic, would not be able to take good care of them in the base."
"Is that so? That's great."
Yun Shuhuai was a little envious of having his parents accompany him in the apocalypse.
Everyone worked in the kitchen until about five o'clock. Many dishes had been made and then all were stored in the incubator. There were also dishes being stewed on the stove.
A pot of mutant hen soup has been stewed since last night, and various medicinal herbs have been added. Now the meat has been stewed to be extremely soft. The aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of medicine filled the kitchen and even drifted out of the house through the window gaps.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Xi Qing still controlled the wind to send all the fragrance in the room into the sky.
She is now at the seventh level, and her control of the wind is simply a master. The energy in her body has also increased, and she can even maintain the state of controlling the wind all the time, which is equivalent to a human-powered range hood.
The outer perimeter of the house has long been wrapped in airflow, with double protection to prevent the fragrance from overflowing. As long as you don't get close to their villa, you can't smell the fragrance.
The party was to start at seven o'clock, but the people of Ye Ren were already ready, and they came over one after another with the prepared dishes.
Xi Ling walked up to knock on the door, and it happened to be Yun Shuhuai who opened the door. Everyone gasped when they saw Yun Shuhuai.
Her appearance had not changed, but she felt more beautiful. The red dress really suited her. Such a bold color did not look vulgar, but made people feel that she was a fairy who was not in touch with the world.
There was a circle of pearls on the collar, which added a lot of girlishness to her. The hem of the skirt was a rolling ruffle, revealing half of her snow-white calves, but she was wearing a pair of pink pig slippers.
Such a contrast made people feel that they would not feel too alienated when they were with her.
Yun Shuhuai saw them and warmly invited them in.
Song Linchuan walked over and looked at her hair with interest and said, "Wow... Miss Yun, you dyed your hair."
"Yes, I was too bored staying in the villa so I dyed it for fun. Isn't this color nice?"
Song Linchuan nodded, "It's a very nice color."
"Thank you for the compliment."
There were too many people coming this time, so Yun Shuhuai put two large tables in the living room, enough for the twenty or so people to sit down.
After Du Hao came in, he looked around in surprise, "Oh my god! Miss Yun, you've decorated this place really well. I can already feel the New Year atmosphere. The only thing missing is the Spring Festival Gala on TV."
Tao Zheng came over and corrected him, "It's New Year's Day. If there is a show, it will be the New Year's Day Gala."
"It feels the same."
"Gala, of course there is." Yun Shuhuai came over and said, then she snapped her fingers, and Ye Ziwan, who was standing next to her, understood and walked forward to turn on the TV. What was playing on TV was exactly the Spring Festival Gala of the year before the end of the world.
On TV, a group of dancers in bright and gorgeous clothes danced on the big stage of the Spring Festival Gala accompanied by festive music. This was the scene at the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala. The camera moved around and filmed. The people on and off the stage were all filled with bright smiles.
How long had they not seen such a lively and harmonious scene? The people on TV looked so happy and cheerful, which formed a sharp contrast with them now.
The sudden end of the world turned the world into hell. When can it be restored to such a scene?
Everyone thought it was impossible.
Everyone alive has experienced tragedy in the end times. Seeing the happy scenes of singing and dancing on TV, no one can laugh. They just feel that things are unpredictable. When they watched the Spring Festival Gala, everyone was still with their families, but now they are all alone.
Yun Shuhuai felt that the atmosphere in the living room seemed to be much lower. She sighed and turned off the TV.
Everyone reacted and looked a little embarrassed.
"Sorry, I didn't expect this." Du Hao came over to apologize.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't play the Spring Festival Gala, then let's play music."
When Yun Shuhuai was about to find a stereo, someone said, "No, Miss Yun, let's play the Spring Festival Gala." Someone
responded, "That's right. It's been more than a year since the end of the world. We've been used to it. We're all big guys and we're not that pretentious. We're just feeling a little emotional after not watching the Spring Festival Gala for a long time."
"Yes, yes, yes. It's a festival, how can there be no gala? Even if you don't watch the pictures, just listening to the sounds feels like the New Year."
Yun Shuhuai looked around, and everyone seemed to agree to continue playing the Spring Festival Gala. She took the remote control and turned on the TV again.
A man excitedly ran to the TV and stared at the screen and said, "Oh, yes, that's the feeling. Although I feel that the Spring Festival Gala has become uglier in recent years, I always feel that something is missing without the Spring Festival Gala during the Chinese New Year."
"But no matter how uglier it is, I won't be able to watch it in the future. I didn't watch this year's Spring Festival Gala much
. I was playing games with my friends at the time. Now I want to watch it carefully." "I want to watch it too! I just read the complaints online that day. I feel that the complaints of netizens are better than the Spring Festival Gala."
"..."
Everyone chatted with each other, gathered in front of the TV, sat on the ground, and discussed enthusiastically while watching.
The atmosphere soon became hot again, and the food in the kitchen happened to be ready.
The steaming dumplings were brought out first.
Making dumplings by hand is too troublesome. Yun Shuhuai directly mass-produces dumplings in the space. The filling of the dumplings is mutant animal meat mixed with ordinary meat. You can't eat it after it is chopped up. It only tastes more delicious.
In addition to dumplings, there are also rice balls. Yun Shuhuai is very considerate to consider the differences between these people in the north and south.
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