Chapter 1239 Arrangements during winter vacation (Part 1)
The sun rises, it’s sunny in winter,
After the misty morning, there is a bright and bright morning time,
The cloudless sky is as blue as a wash, and exceptionally dazzling light flies across the blue sky from the horizon.
It is an exceptionally sunny day in Beijing today.
In the living room of the cabin, on the small table covered with golden sunlight, the aroma of seafood porridge with crab legs, fish and shrimp is overflowing, the toast bread heated in the oven is golden and soft, and the blueberry jam on the knife is sour and sweet.
In the golden sunshine of the morning, everyone in the hut gathered around the small table and enjoyed breakfast together.
"This time I cooked the porridge according to the method you taught me last time, Tang Bing, and I think the result was very good."
"Wow, really, it smells so good! Xiaoran, do you want jam?"
"Well, thank you."
"Xiao Yao... I'm so sleepy, can you feed me?"
"Don't be lazy, Lingzi, sit down quickly."
"Ah~ (open mouth)"
"There's really nothing I can do about you..."
"Brother! Brother! I'm very sleepy too. Can you feed me?"
"I'll give you a big mouth!"
Talking and laughing, chatting with each other, amidst the delicious seafood porridge,
Sitting around a table on the first morning of winter vacation, this scene is full of daily excitement and warmth.
Looking at this scene at this moment, it is no longer a luxurious and upscale environment, it is no longer an exquisite breakfast served by someone with silver tableware, and I feel the relaxation after returning to the cabin.
Fangran looked at the seafood porridge in his hand and couldn't help but sigh:
"It's better to come back. There's so much fish and meat in foreign countries these days, and even if you want to eat something light, you can't."
But listening to these words, it seems that he still holds a grudge against him for losing his memory after just pretending to be cool.
Tang Bing complained silently without any fluctuation in his voice:
"Senior, if you eat too much soft food, just say it straight away, don't beat around the bush."
"Ahem! Calabash, what are you talking about..."
Who is eating soft food (loudly)!
When he finished his last sip, he choked at her words. Wuyu was talking nonsense in front of Xia Yao, Ming Ling and Fang Xiaoran.
Fang Ran immediately looked at Tang Bing with a serious look on his face and corrected him seriously, without participating in their chat.
I ate quietly during breakfast. I was the first to put down my bowl and chopsticks after finishing the meal.
After chatting and chatting all morning, we started talking about serious things.
Fang Xiaoran looked at Fang Ran and asked calmly:
"What are your plans for the winter vacation? When are you going to go home?"
When he heard her words, he was slightly startled. After Fang Xiaoran said this, Fangran responded with a question,
It’s winter vacation and it’s time to consider going home.
Although this semester came to an end after the early final exam, he still only realized this belatedly after he had just returned from a trip to North America.
It's winter vacation now.
At this time, I thought of that small northern city, the memory of being born and raised there in the first eighteen years of my life, and the memory that it had been almost a full year since I left there.
Looking back on everything I have experienced in this year, which was completely different from the past,
Fangran felt a little far away from his hometown for a while.
Is it time to go back...
When they heard Fang Xiaoran ask about winter vacation arrangements, everyone else at the small table was also attracted to their attention.
Nibbling on bread with blueberry jam and hearing talk about him going home,
Xia Yao was the first to look at Fang Ran with concerned eyes and asked:
"Junior, are you ready to go home?"
"Ah... to be honest, I just came back and I haven't thought about it at all,"
She really hadn't thought about it at all. When asked, she scratched her head in a daze. Fangran then looked at Xia Yao's beautiful face and said curiously:
"By the way, senior sister, what are your plans?"
"Me?"
Xia Yao blinked after hearing his rhetorical question. After thinking for a moment, Xia Yao smiled softly at him:
"The Chinese New Year is very late this year. It's almost half a month from now. My family...my dad is very busy every year when the Chinese New Year comes. I go home early and there's no one there."
"So I will probably stay in the capital for a while and then return to Los Angeles before the Chinese New Year."
The only relative left is my father. As an entrepreneur, he is dealing with work before the annual vacation in other places. He doesn't really want to return to his home.
With his good friend Ming Ling in the capital, Xia Yao was not in a hurry to go back.
As a local, Ming Ling did not say anything like going home.
After putting the last bite of the porridge with crab meat into his mouth, feeling the warm feeling of fullness in his stomach, Ming Ling seemed to feel a little more energetic. At this time, Ming Ling also talked about his winter vacation arrangements:
"Well, as for me, I don't need to think about when to go home, but this period before the year is the peak period for all kinds of favors and gifts,"
"I will most likely have to follow my dad to attend various business banquets."
As soon as he talked about going home to take over the job, he looked tired, but soon he rolled his eyes as if he thought of something.
She looked at Gou Yu next to her with curiosity, and her voice became lively:
"Hey, what about you, Xiao? Are you going back to your home in Luocheng to celebrate the New Year?"
Although a whole semester has passed since they met, no one has ever heard Gou Yu talk about family matters.
The name Guang Luocheng was something Ming Ling accidentally heard mentioned once in the library.
So Xia Yao and Tang Bing on the side were also a little curious about this, but before Gou Yu could answer,
When he heard 'Luocheng', Fangran's eyes lit up:
"What! Are you going back to Luocheng during the Chinese New Year? That's great. My brother and I just thought about the script of Transformation 2.0 before!"
One day before when Gou Yu was not around, we discussed what to do if we wanted to cosplay again.
At this time, the porridge in the bowl was fluttered and he let out a loud burp.
Meng Lang also raised the corner of his mouth with confidence:
"That's right! Xiao Or, do you have anything that should belong to you but has been withheld by your family? Let's just have a classic return of the dragon king to take back everything."
"I guarantee that every aspect of the pomp and circumstance will be taken care of for you."
But listening to these words, I remembered the scene where the two of them cosplayed into gin and vodka and broke into the manor directly to organize a super-powerful organization to pick people up.
I really don’t dare to think about how exaggerated version 2.0 is.
At this moment, Gou Yu waved his hands and declined with a particularly solemn expression:
"No, no, thank you, Captain, Brother Meng."
Then when I said this, I seemed to remember the scene when they traveled thousands of miles to ‘support the occasion’ for me.
Gou Yu couldn't help but laugh after taking a bite of the golden toast:
"I have nothing to do with that family anymore, and I have nothing to get back."
I recalled the family disputes that revolved around the struggle for interests like an urban novel. Compared with the current life, it seemed like another world that was far away and unfamiliar.
And from his answer and the words of Fang Ran and Meng Lang, there was a hint that the family situation in the past was very complicated.
But Ming Ling just blinked and did not ask further questions at this time.
"I will probably stay in the capital this year to celebrate the New Year, maybe after all of you, the captain, have left,"
"I'm going to...go to Brother Suqun's place to stay for a while and do some exercise."
Considering that Ming Ling did not name the night game at the scene, after explaining his arrangement, he ate the remaining bread,
Looking at the small table where everyone had finished eating, Gou Yu said with a smile as he prepared to stand up:
"Has everyone finished eating? Then I'll clear it up."
"I'm here to help, I'm here to help!"
Seeing him getting up to clean up, Tang Bing on the other side of the small table followed suit enthusiastically, and Ming Ling also picked up the plates on the table and walked to the kitchen.
"I'm coming too, I'm coming too."
After listening to Gou Yu's plan and nodding, Fangran turned to look at the other side of the small table:
"What about you, brother? You, a homeless person, do you have any plans?"
