☆, Chapter 40
Chapter 40
On the last day of December, it rained and the city was shrouded in gray.
Gu Qingyue and some of her roommates were standing at the school gate, holding an umbrella, waiting for the bus.
Jiang Xinhui glanced at the drizzling rain and said, "Why isn't it snowing? Hot pot is even better on snowy days."
Shu Miaomiao asked, "Have you bought all the hot pot seasonings and food?"
"No one here is good at cooking, so we plan to order takeout when the time comes," said He Qing.
As they were talking, the taxi they had called arrived.
The four of them got in the car, and He Qing said, "Shuowen asked what we want to drink?"
Shu Miaomiao and Jiang Xinhui each said what they wanted to drink. Gu Qingyue sat in the passenger seat. He Qing patted the back of the passenger seat and said, "Qingyue, what do you want to drink?"
Gu Qingyue came back to her senses and said, "Coke will do."
As soon as she finished speaking, her phone vibrated. It was Gu Hengsheng replying to her message.
Gu Hengsheng: [I don't really have any special plans. This day is just like any other for me. Perhaps it's because I'm old and you're still young.]
Gu Qingyue: [Really?]
Gu Hengsheng: [Yes.]
Gu Qingyue: [My roommates and I went out for hot pot, and then we'll go to a bar to celebrate.]
A minute later, Gu Hengsheng sent a message: [Be careful.]
Gu Qingyue stared at the message, thinking that he was always so considerate. He didn't remind her not to play too late as an elder, but just said four simple words: Be careful.
An hour later, the car arrived at the gate of Song Xiaoshu's community.
They got out of the car one after another, and Song Xiaoshu's car also arrived. They worked together to carry the snacks and fruits they bought upstairs. Gu Qingyue and the others had been there once before, so they didn't feel particularly unfamiliar this time.
Gu Qingyue carried some fruit to the kitchen. She took out strawberries and grapes to wash them and asked Song Xiaoshu, "Is there a fruit plate?"
Song Xiaoshu opened the cupboard, handed her a smoky-gray fruit plate, and asked, "Have you reconciled with that elder you were having a conflict with?"
"Well, it's solved." Gu Qingyue picked the strawberry stems one by one.
"You apologized to him first."
"right."
"Can you tell me who this elder is?" Song Xiaoshu asked with a smile.
"My third uncle."
"Uncle Hengsheng?"
"Yes, you know him?"
"Not really. The last time I went to Yanjiang was the first time I saw him." Song Xiaoshu said.
He Qing came in from the living room and saw the two of them talking. He took a strawberry from the one Gu Qingyue had washed and bit into it, saying, "What are you talking about?"
"Talk about my third uncle."
"Song Xiaoshu also knows Teacher Gu?" He Qing was a little surprised.
"His father is my grandfather's student." Gu Qingyue explained.
"There's such a thing, so doesn't that mean you two have known each other for a long time?"
"We met before you organized the dinner. Didn't I tell you?" Gu Qingyue asked in confusion.
"No." He Qing confirmed.
"Okay, then I told Miaomiao."
Someone rang the doorbell outside. He Qing asked, "Is anyone else coming?"
Song Xiaoshu's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and said, "It's been delivered."
They ordered hot pot delivery. After all, none of them had a talent for cooking, so hot pot was a good choice, convenient and foolproof. They ordered a shuangyang hot pot to cater to the boys' taste.
Because they had to move to another venue later, none of them touched alcohol. Disposable paper cups were filled with various drinks. He Qing said, "We also want to thank Song Xiaoshu for providing us with the venue today."
"Of course he is. After all, he is the only one here who owns a house before he even graduates," someone joked.
"How do you make this dipping sauce?" Jiang Xinhui asked, "I usually go with my friends, and they help me make it."
"Isn't there a guide to hot pot dipping sauces on the Internet? Go check it out." Shu Miaomiao said.
Several people got excited. Following the dipping sauce guides on the Internet, they each chose a dipping sauce that they thought tasted best. After preparing it, they evaluated it one by one. The one with the least votes would drink a cup of special spicy soup.
The boys complained bitterly, saying that they didn't like spicy food in the first place and this punishment was too harsh for them.
He Qing said: "That can't be helped. This is fair and just. Mr. Wang said that a person's taste should be broad and diverse. Sweet from the south, salty from the north, spicy from the east, sour from the west. Try them all. Who told you not to like spicy food?"
Gu Hengsheng received a message from Gu Qingyue and was feeding Zaisif cat food with his phone on the coffee table. When he heard the phone vibrate, he stood up and took the phone.
Gu Qingyue sent him a message asking if he knew the recipe for the ultimate hot pot dipping sauce.
Gu Hengsheng was both amused and confused. He replied to her message and asked what she meant. A moment later, he received her message. Gu Hengsheng couldn't help but smile. These kids were really interested.
The people present began to prepare the dipping sauce in a hurry. Shu Miaomiao saw that Gu Qingyue was not in a hurry and asked, "Why don't you do it?"
“I’m trying to figure out how to make it.”
"There are strategies available, just pick one at random." Shu Miaomiao disagreed.
The screen of the phone in his hand lit up and Gu Hengsheng replied.
Gu Hengsheng: [There's no such thing as a truly unique dipping sauce, just a common one. Perhaps you could give it a try, but I can't guarantee you'll win.]
Gu Qingyue: [I’m not afraid of losing, send it over.]
Gu Qingyue looked at the message, minced garlic, chopped green onion, chili pepper, and then poured oil, took a spoonful of light soy sauce and balsamic vinegar, then took a teaspoon of oyster sauce, added a little salt and sugar, stirred well, and the dipping sauce was ready.
After everyone finished trying, Gu Qingyue wasn't exactly a loser, placing in the middle. Yang Shuowen, clumsy and careless with his use of vinegar, ended up with a cloyingly sour sauce, earning him last place.
Yang Shuowen held the cup of specially prepared spicy soup as if facing a formidable enemy. He Qingle just watched the fire from the other side. Yang Shuowen laughed and scolded her for being heartless, then closed his eyes and drank the cup of specially prepared spicy soup in one gulp.
After eating hot pot, it was almost nine o'clock.
They didn't pack up and set off to the next place. The bar was only forty minutes away from Song Xiaoshu's residence. It was on the rooftop of the hotel, a sky bar with a panoramic view of the night scene of Huai City with its dim lights.
When they arrived, the atmosphere inside was lively. The waiters looked elegant in their white uniforms and black bow ties, and there was an outdoor swimming pool near the bar.
Shu Miaomiao leaned close to Gu Qingyue's ear and whispered, "Do you think it's possible that someone would get drunk and fall into the swimming pool?"
"Maybe." Gu Qingyue said, "We have to be self-disciplined and not make a fool of ourselves."
She said so, but in the end, Gu Qingyue felt a little drunk. She leaned against the railing, the noise of the countdown behind her, and before her was a colorful starry sky dotted with lights from thousands of houses.
Gu Qingyue took out her cell phone and made a call. As soon as the call was connected, she heard a chorus of "Happy New Year" behind her. She said to the person on the other end, "Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year." Gu Hengsheng said gently, "Are you drunk?"
"Yeah," she said.
"Do you need me to pick you up?" he asked.
At this moment, she was eager to see him, and she nodded: "Okay."
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