lerbook Chapter 1450 Winter Vacation Arrangements
Chapter 1450 Winter Vacation Arrangements
Chapter 1450: Winter Vacation Arrangements (Part )
The sun rises, it's a sunny winter day,
After the misty morning, there is a bright and sunny morning.
The cloudless sky was as blue as a mirror, and an exceptionally bright light flew across the blue sky from the horizon.
It's an exceptionally sunny day in Beijing today.
In the living room of the cottage, on the small table covered with golden sunlight, the seafood porridge with crab legs, fish and shrimps is fragrant, the toast bread heated in the oven is golden and crispy, and the blueberry jam on the knife is sweet and sour.
In the golden morning sunshine, everyone in the cabin 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 is very good."
"Wow, really, it smells so good! Xiaoran, do you want jam?"
"Well, thank you."
"Xiaoyao, I'm so sleepy, can you feed me?"
"Don't be lazy, Lingzi, sit down quickly."
"Ah~ (open mouth)"
"I really can't help you."
"Brother! Brother! I'm so sleepy too, can you feed me?"
"I'll give you a slap in the face!"
Talking and laughing, chatting with each other, enjoying the delicious seafood porridge,
Sitting around a table on the first morning of winter vacation, the scene is full of daily liveliness and warmth.
Looking at this scene at this moment, I no longer see the luxurious and upscale environment, nor the exquisite breakfast served by a special person with silver tableware. I feel the relaxation after returning to the cottage.
Fang Ran couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the bowl of seafood porridge in his hand:
"It's better to come back. These days, I've been eating a lot of meat and fish every day abroad. I can't even eat something light."
But listening to this, it seems that he still holds a grudge against him for losing his memory after pretending to be so cool.
Tang Bing complained silently without any fluctuation in his voice:
"Senior, if you've been eating too much free food, just say it directly. Don't beat around the bush."
"Hey! Hulu, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Who is a gigolo (loudly)!
Just as he was about to finish his last sip, he was choked by her words. He was speechless at this guy talking nonsense in front of Xia Yao, Ming Ling and Fang Xiaoran.
Fang Ran immediately looked at Tang Bing with a serious face and corrected him seriously, instead of joining their conversation.
He ate quietly during breakfast and was the first to finish and put down his bowl and chopsticks.
After a whole morning of small talk, we finally got down to business.
Fang Xiaoran looked at Fang Ran and asked in a clear and calm tone:
"What are your plans for winter vacation? When are you going to go home?"
He was slightly stunned when he heard her words. After Fang Xiaoran said this, Fang Ran realized a problem.
It's winter vacation, time to think about going home.
Although this semester had come to an end after the final exams, he still realized this belatedly after returning from North America.
It's winter vacation now.
At this time, I thought of that small town in the north, the memories of being born and raised there for the first 18 years of my life, and the fact that it had been almost a year since I left there.
Looking back on what I have experienced this year, compared to the past,
Fang Ran felt somewhat distant from his hometown for a moment.
Should I go back?
When Fang Xiaoran asked about the winter vacation arrangements, the other people at the small table were also attracted to his attention.
Biting a piece of bread with blueberry jam, when I heard about him going home,
Xia Yao was the first to look at Fang Ran with concern and asked:
"Are you ready to go home, junior?"
"Ah, to be honest, I just came back and I haven't thought about this at all."
He really hadn't thought about this matter at all. When asked, he scratched his head in a daze. Then Fang Ran looked at Xia Yao's pretty face and asked curiously:
"By the way, what are your plans, senior sisters?"
"Me?"
After blinking her eyes at his question, Xia Yao thought for a moment and then smiled gently at him:
"The Chinese New Year is very late this year, almost half a month away. My dad is very busy at the end of the year every year. If I go back early, there will be no one at home," "So I will probably stay in Beijing for a while and return to Los Angeles when the Chinese New Year is approaching."
My father is the only relative left. As an entrepreneur, he is working in another city before the New Year holiday and doesn’t want to go back to his home.
With her good friend Ming Ling in the capital, Xia Yao was not in a hurry to go back.
As a local, Ming Ling did not even think about going home.
After putting the last mouthful of crab porridge into his mouth, he felt a little more energetic as he felt the warm feeling of fullness in his stomach. Ming Ling also talked about his winter vacation plans:
"Well, for me, I don't have to worry about when to go home, but the period before the New Year is the peak period for various favors and gifts."
"I will most likely have to follow my father to attend various business dinners and banquets."
When he talked about going home to take over, he looked tired, but soon he rolled his eyes as if he had thought of something.
She looked at Gou Yu beside her with curiosity, and her voice became more active:
"Hey, Xiaohuo, what about you? Are you going back to your home in Luocheng to celebrate the New Year?"
Although a whole semester had passed since they met, no one had ever heard Gou Yu talk about his family.
The name Luo Cheng was only mentioned once by chance by Ming Ling in the library.
Therefore, Xia Yao and Tang Bing were also curious about this, but before Gou Yu could answer,
When Fang Ran heard the word "Luo Cheng", his eyes lit up first:
"What! Xiaohuo, you are going back to Luocheng for the New Year? That's great. My brother and I just thought about the script of Transformation 2.0!"
One day when Gou Yu was not around, we were chatting about what to do if we wanted to cosplay again.
He would quickly finish the porridge in the bowl and burp loudly.
Meng Lang also raised his lips confidently:
"That's right! Xiao or do you have anything that should belong to you but has been withheld by your family? Let's just go for the classic Return of the Dragon King and take everything back."
"I guarantee that every aspect of the event will be perfect for you."
But listening to this, I remembered that they had cosplayed as Gin and Vodka, and directly broke into the manor and organized a scene of picking people up.
I really don’t dare to imagine how exaggerated the 2.0 version will be.
Gou Yu waved his hand with an especially solemn expression at this moment to decline:
"No, thanks, Captain, Brother Meng."
Then when I said this, I seemed to recall the scene when they came from afar to support me.
Gou Yu couldn't help laughing after taking a bite of the golden toast:
"I have nothing to do with that family anymore, and I don't have anything to take back."
I recalled the family disputes over interests that seemed like those in urban novels. Compared with my current life, it seemed like another world.
From his answer, as well as from the words of Fang Ran and Meng Lang, one could sense that his family situation was very complicated in the past.
But Ming Ling just blinked and didn't ask any further questions at this time.
"I will probably stay in Beijing for the New Year this year, maybe after you all leave, Captain."
"Let's go to Ye. Let's stay with Brother Suqun for a while and exercise at the same time."
Considering that Ming Ling did not mention the name of the Night Bureau, he finished his arrangement and ate the remaining bread.
Looking at the table where everyone had finished eating, Gou Yu was about to stand up and said with a smile:
"Everyone finished eating, I'll clean up then."
"I'll help, I'll help!"
Seeing him getting up to clean up, Tang Bing at the other side of the small table also stood up enthusiastically, and Ming Ling also picked up the plates on the table and walked towards the kitchen.
"I'm coming too, I'm coming too."
After listening to Gou Yu's plan and nodding, Fang Ran turned his head and looked at the other side of the small table:
"What about you, brother? What plans do you have for a jobless vagrant?"
The rest is a bit too long, so I'll post these first. Ahhhh, because this chapter doesn't have a normal ending, it's just a paragraph in a chapter, and there's no wonderful ending to complain about. My obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in, and I felt so awkward and uncomfortable. I was struggling over whether I should wait until I finish writing the rest and then post them together, but then I feel that one chapter is too long, and there's no sense of order when reading it. My obsessive-compulsive disorder is so annoying.