Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and you can clearly feel that except for the airport and station, the entire city has become empty.

This is the real Spring Festival that Ajiu felt with his heart. At the earliest time in Wulongyuan, the meaning of the Spring Festival was to make dumplings and eat them. When he went down the mountain to perform his mission, he was like Wang Siming now, and had no time or mood to celebrate the Spring Festival. After coming to Korea, the Spring Festival became a lonely festival. The lights of thousands of families were drinking alone, becoming his silhouette of the Spring Festival for three consecutive years. Because on this day, whether it is Park Chan-young or Krystayi, he had to stay with his family, and he, this lonely ghost without family, could only drink wine, buy some meat to improve the food, and look at other people's lights, and imagine how warm the Spring Festival they were.

But this year is not the same. The changes in this year are really too big. In this year, he has a lover, family, and a little life to be born is about to come to this world. He lost two masters and found a mother who has not yet recognized each other. He became a son, a father, a husband, and a boyfriend of several people.

It was as if a robot suddenly felt like life, it was like a person who had lost everything, and a person who had been in his life, suddenly became lucky one day, and all the things he had lost came back in his mind.

It's so happy that it's a bit unreal.

Iu went to her house tonight because of her many years of acquaintance with Aunt Li. In fact, this was Aunt Li's invitation. Because she had to make dumplings for the New Year tomorrow, Aunt Li had to prepare a lot of ingredients tonight. She called and told her that she didn't need to prepare anything. She had to make a lot of pieces of food, and she just needed to tell how many people she had. Ajiu was not polite to her and told the number of people truthfully. She really didn't buy any ingredients, and only bought drinks and wine. When she came back from Incheon Airport with Xuefu in the evening, he bought some fireworks near the Hanjiang AD. After dinner in the evening, he took apart the fireworks in the small garden and poured out gunpowder to make several second kicks. This was also a helpless move. South Korea's control on fireworks is very strict. The level of second kicks can be used as explosives and cannot be bought at all.

Yi tinkered until around 10:30 in the evening, and he had only done twenty kicks. I guess no one else would let this thing go. Although twenty is not too many, it is almost enough.

Iu was not at home, and her room was empty. Xuefu had her own guest room. Jessica slept in the master bedroom upstairs. The vacant couple naturally got up and fell asleep. Ah Jiu tickled and kicked her feet, but no one could help, so she went to bed early. Krystayi also took a shower and lay down, holding Ipad on the head of the bed. Ah Jiu took a shower, wiped her head and looked at her eyes. The name of the documentary was called Grade China. You can tell that it must be based on touting. In recent years, due to economic dependence, South Korea's views on China have changed from high-level to ordinary people. From looking down on to treating it equally, to the tendency of kneeling and licking, it has been less than five years.

This cannot be said that Koreans are shameless for survival. Because of geographical reasons, the national policy that South Korea has been pursuing for thousands of years is a major philosophical principle, referred to as fencemen, whoever is forced to hang out with whom. No one is born to like this, but if it is not like this, it will not be able to survive. It is understandable to do so. After all, as long as the people are happy, the ruling person's answer sheet can be considered qualified. As for whether they are shameless, it is not important at all.

Many Koreans do care about this kind of thing, but for Krystayi, it seems strange that she cares about this kind of thing. Krystayi is not a native Korean. She was born in the United States and has a Korean nationality, but that was obtained later. To be precise, she is a so-called banana person, a yellow body, an American heart, and a second generation immigrant, and has a strong sense of identity with the country. Because they have a general sense of identity paradox. In terms of reason, they have to identify with the country of their parents as their motherland, but emotionally, they were born in a country after immigration, so they are naturally more close to this country. Therefore, people who have a difficult choice regard themselves as neutral people, or international people, and do not have such a strong sense of belonging to the country. There is almost no idea of ​​striving for which country. They care more about themselves and their families, and the other parts seem to be less important.

This is how krystayiyi is a child. She values ​​family more than anything, but she hardly mentions the country or something. She likes American culture, and she doesn't reject Korean food. She doesn't like what is good or what she likes. She won't distinguish between the reason this thing is from which country.

There is actually no problem with this, at least Ajiu felt that. He had an angry youth, but then he thought about it. Angry youth was actually a fool, because most of the angry youths could not do anything except anger. They could not go to war, and their will was not as firm as they said. Most of them were right and wrong, and they talked about the country and nation, put down their keyboards and went to Japan to lick the toilet lid. If the war broke out, it might be the first to be a traitor. Historical experience has long proved that only anger is useless. With anger as motivation, I really worked hard to do it, strengthen myself, and the country is stronger. This is what a young man should do, otherwise he could only become a keyboard warrior, and a keyboard warrior cannot save the world.

Ajiu gently took Krystayi's shoulder, kissed her on the face, and asked, "Why did you suddenly care about this thing?"

"I want to know what your hometown is like." Krystayi turned the video back and said, "This is the introduction to Shaolin Temple. Do you live here?"

Seeing the plaque of Shaolin Temple, Ajiu curled his lips reflexively. As a member of the Wulong Courtyard, who can think of Shaolin Temple: "How can you say this? The mountain is a mountain, but the temple is not a temple. Is the Kung Fu in Shaolin Temple just that? In fact, it cannot be blamed for the ancestors. Why is the disciples not worthy of Master? Is it? The Kung Fu in our Wulong Courtyard starts from the outside, from the outside, and then from the inside to the outside. Shaolin Kung Fu is exactly the opposite of ours. Their real advanced Kung Fu is from the first

The internal strength began to be practiced. So when they were young, they could not beat us who practiced external skills. When their internal strength was successful, our internal strength also became stronger and we still couldn't beat us. When their external skills were almost done, they were all in their seventies or eighties. No matter how hard they could fight, they could not resist their physical strength, but if they could live a hundred years old, they would almost be better than us, but this generation was in vain and there was no hope for us."

krystayi looked at Ah Jiu, and saw his face full of sage expressions, he couldn't help but ask: "Shaolin Temple is very famous. I have heard of it. What is the Wulongyuan? I haven't heard of it. Why are you so confident?" To be continued.
Chapter completed!