Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 256 New Year's Eve Dinner and Big Brother

  Actually, Shen Jingya was very clear in her heart that Chen Zhongyuan had nothing to do with that so-called 'female classmate', but this opportunity came to her door, how could she do it without making a fuss!

   However, the trouble must be stopped in moderation, in order to show a gentle and pleasant, virtuous and virtuous.

   If you hold on to it blindly, it will become a mess.

Shen Jingya knew this very well, and after playing the petty temper, the two of them sat next to each other, resting their heads on Chen Zhongyuan's shoulder, and said softly, "Zhongyuan, in fact, I also know that you two are fine, just hearing these messy things. Son, my heart... my heart is jammed up in a panic."

  Chen Zhongyuan grinned.

   This is an upright conspiracy!

  Ming tell you, I know you are right, I just want to toss and ask you if you are tolerant, understand or not.

Immediately following, Shen Jingya said again: "By the way, after the new year, you should take the opportunity to warn Zhang Quansheng of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, this time about your female classmate, he was the one who added fuel to tell me. Hmph~ I thought I didn't know him. That's a bit of a dirty mind."

  Chen Zhongyuan frowned, there was a sullen look in his eyes, but he said lightly to Shen Jingya: "Ignore him, he's just a bum, he's just a poor man, he wrote a few crooked poems, and he really thinks he's a romantic genius!"

  Shen Jingya throws away the tools immediately after they run out.

   She mentioned Zhang Quansheng seemingly casually, just to touch Chen Zhongyuan.

   After he achieved his goal, he immediately echoed it obediently: "That's right! His shoddy poems are far worse than what you wrote back then! Zhongyuan, if you didn't do police work, you might have been a great writer long ago~"

  Chen Zhongyuan smiled and didn't answer.

   He did have some writing skills, but he knew exactly what level he was.

  Although Zhang Quansheng has a bad personality, he still has talent, otherwise he would not be able to join the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

   But these words came out of Shen Jingya's small mouth, regardless of whether it was true or not, it was comfortable to listen to.

   At this time, a burst of firecrackers sounded outside.

   It's been a while.

   There was a sound of "噔噔噔" in the corridor, and Chen Jianshe ran back excitedly.

   Du Fei and Chen Xiaoxue followed slowly.

  Shen Jingya changed her body in an instant, from the little girl who was coquettish to a good wife and mother, greeted the three, washed her hands and ate.

  Chen Zhongyuan also got up and got into the back room, took out a bottle of Maotai: "Xiaofei, tonight, let's have a good drink tonight."

Du Fei set the wine glass and said with a smile, "Uncle San, I've been good at drinking lately." Then he saw Chen Jianshe stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the boiled fish, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't worry! The boiled fish is covered with a layer of water. Oil, there is no heat on the top, but the bottom is hot! Burn your mouth!"

  Chen Jianshe shrank his hands.

   Shen Jingya also reacted and knew it was amazing.

  If you don't pay attention, think it's not hot, and take a bite, it will definitely burn your bald skin.

   immediately glared at his son and said, "What a hurry! Put it in a bowl and blow it before eating."

Chen Zhongyuan was also curious and looked at the large pot of boiled fish in the middle of the table: "Xiao Fei, who did you learn this dish from? I heard that there is a boiled pork slice in Sichuan cuisine. This is the first time I have seen boiled fish. on."

   Du Fei said: "Actually, it is the practice of boiled meat slices, but the meat slices are replaced with fish slices, and we don't have bean paste and Sichuan pickles at home, so the taste is probably a little worse."

   "Hey~ so, this is a new dish created by you!" Chen Zhongyuan was amazed while pouring wine.

   also stretched out his chopsticks to try it, and he was full of praise.

   It's not that Du Fei's work is brilliant, the main reason is that the black fish is fresh and fat.

   Then, Chen Zhongyuan picked up his wine glass, stood up and said, "Come on, it's New Year's Eve! Our family raises a glass, wishing the great motherland prosperity and longevity! Cheers!"

   Everyone got up together, Shen Jingya also poured a glass of wine, and the two children were orange-flavored Arctic Ocean soda.

   Five people raised their glasses.

  At this time, there was a rapid "crack crackle" sound of firecrackers outside, the sound became more and more louder...

  When it was time for dinner, everyone went outside to set off cannons to celebrate the new year.

   In Chen Zhongyuan's house, five people have already eaten.

  Unfortunately, there is no TV show for the Spring Festival Gala at this time, Du Fei was sitting at the dinner table, always feeling like he was almost there.

  However, this table is good for wine and food, so I exchanged glasses with Chen Zhongyuan, and soon after a few glasses of wine, I lost my feelings and started chatting nonsense.

   It's New Year's Eve today, so I don't have any scruples, and Du Fei asked Du Fei about how Chen Zhongyuan and Shen Jingya got involved.

  Chen Jianshe and Chen Xiaoxue quickly finished eating and left the table, and Shen Jingya also tasted it and didn't drink too much.

   In the end, only Du Fei and Chen Zhongyuan were left on the table, their nephew and uncle.

   It can be seen that Chen Zhongyuan is in high spirits today, not only because of the New Year, but there must be other good things.

   But Chen Zhongyuan didn't mention it himself, and Du Fei didn't shake his wit either.

   The two of them drank slowly and were not in a hurry.

   Shen Jingya, after getting the two children's answers right, stewed chicken in a casserole, picked up two more dishes on the table, and took them to the kitchen to heat them again.

  Du Fei chatted with Chen Zhongyuan and talked about the big brother of the Soviet Union.

  Chen Zhongyuan went to university, and in his position, he knew many real situations.

   Dried the remaining wine in the glass, Chen Zhongyuan suddenly sighed: "A few years ago, I received a letter from a Soviet friend."

  Du Fei said differently: "Do you still have friends from the Soviet Union?"

  Chen Zhongyuan said: "I have studied Russian, and I worked as a translator for Soviet writers at the beginning, and this friend was acquainted at that time."

  Du Fei gave a "hmm" and waited for his next sentence.

  Chen Zhongyuan said: "His name is Sergey, and he has a big nose with a bit of baldness. At first glance, he looks a bit rigid and unsmiling, but as long as half a bottle of Erguo is eaten, he will reveal his true shape and become a broken mouth."

  Du Fei could see that Chen Zhongyuan had a good relationship with this Sergey.

   But from the 1960s, when the Soviet experts withdrew to the present, they should have not seen each other for four or five years.

   In fact, he complained just now. He just drank a little wine and took the opportunity to vent his emotions. He didn't expect Du Fei to give him an answer at all.

   Who knew that Du Fei would discuss with him seriously!

   (end of this chapter)