Chapter 246： New Year! Welfare is coming (1/2)

Chapter Two Hundred and Forty Six

The familiar moon in the sky, the familiar loess on the ground, in this world, the Chinese people’s first grand holiday on New Year’s Eve.

When Souma was so busy that he had forgotten the time, he approached quietly.

Dumplings, New Year's Eve, Chinese New Year?

Looking blankly at all the half-arched refugees, Su Mo slowly stepped forward as he watched the fatigue and the rich happiness on everyone's faces.

Yeah, it's New Year's Eve.

It happened to be the first day of the welfare disaster, the day everyone harvested.

Can eat and sleep well.

After washing away the embarrassment of last year, next year will be the first year of hope!

After using the system to identify and confirm that there were no problems with the contents of the bowl, he swept around the refugees who were about to be excited, and Sumo gently brought the big bowl that Chen Shen was holding.

The big bowl is burned, and there is this faint blue pattern on the side of the bowl. Such utensils can only be opened from the treasure chest, and they are expensive in the market.

The soup in the bowl is rich in color and clear.

The red oily spicy pepper is dotted in the old vinegar soup. Although there is no Youneng water to enhance the flavor, and there is no Youneng cabbage to enhance the fragrance, it is just such a bowl of ordinary food that every family will eat during the New Year in the civilized era. Eyes are sore.

Picking up the chopsticks, and watching everyone's eyes, Somo gently picked up a very strangely shaped dumpling that was out of place in all the dumplings and put it into his mouth.

”Um... it tastes good!”

The wild vegetable dumplings are filled with beef scraps, and when paired with this kind of soup, the taste is surprisingly sweet.

Especially after Sumo praised him, the others hadn't started cheering yet, Moore, who was standing in the front row, got excited, and by the way, he jumped up and didn't know where he learned belly dancing.

”The first thing the owner ate was Moore's dumplings. The owner really likes Moore's kung fu!”

While twisting the coquettish dance, dangling.

Moore's teasing suddenly destroyed the a little solemn atmosphere before, and most of the refugees followed and laughed.

”Okay, it's going to be the New Year, and it's so solemn and solemn, since it's the New Year, all the supplies tonight are consumed”

”It's all on my head!”

Looking at the happy Moore twice, Somo's heart was also slightly touched. He looked at all the refugees below and said aloud.

Wow!

Not to mention it doesn't matter, this said, the refugee group that could have resisted suddenly cheered and roared.

The guys in their forties and fifty, and the half-year-old children in the seventeenth and eighteenths, all followed Moore's dancing postures and writhed happily.

Then, the cooking ladies who had already prepared began to bring out bowls of dumplings from the kitchen, and the New Year’s Eve party...

it has started!

It is not delicious to eat by one person, there must be ten people, and only a hundred people will have the taste.

The more such a large and solemn festival, the more people there are, the more you can feel the strong ”Flavour of the New Year”.

Today, this special New Year's Eve.

There is no ”conventional” Spring Festival Gala, and there is no need to ask for it here or scan it there to get a piece of five blessings.

There is no old iron to cut a knife for me, or the meager bounty that I need to collect all kinds of cards to get.

There is no mass texting, no ”hypocritical” congratulatory texts from the superiors and subordinates, and even after leaving the village, it is completely dark.

But this is the situation, on the wasteland, on this special day, whether it is a large refuge or a small refuge.

As long as there are places where people gather, everyone really feels something called ”Nian Taste” in their hearts.

New Year's Eve, it should be harvest time.

New Year's Eve, it should also be a time for carnival.

Let go of all the fatigue, have a good meal, sleep well, wait until tomorrow, and continue to accept a hard but fulfilling life.

”Let us be the companions of the mortal world! Live smart and unrestrained!”

”Strate a horse to share the prosperity of the world”

”Sing to the joy of wine when singing”

”Grasp the Youth Vigorously”

”...”

I don’t know where the refugees brought out a rechargeable stereo. In the stereo, with the lively bgm sounding, the flavor of the year became more intense.

The carnival is also more fun, a tape with only eight songs played back and forth.

Songs, cheers, and lively noises spread crazily in every corner of this wasteland.

As the initiator of all this, Sumo.

But it was on this lively night, sitting on the highest roof of the Candlelight Refuge, letting go of my mind after a long absence.

I brought a bottle of the candle to the refuge, I don't know when I got the sake, and I took a sip from time to time to eat a fried snack.

Somo knows that only if he is not there can these people be unscrupulously happy, unscrupulously arrogant, to enjoy the present and enjoy this hard-won gain.

”Sister, sister, I don't know how your life is going on there!”

Lying on the roof, looking at the night sky of the wasteland, stroking the Oreo lying docilely beside him, like a big hairy ball.

At this moment, no one is lonely than Somo, and no one is more fulfilling than Somo!

What people fear most is that the road ahead is blurred. Living in this world, they don’t know what they are going to do tomorrow.

What is my pursuit, or what I want to protect!