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"Well, you can't eat like this!" Wang Ai reached out and pulled Leoni's arm. How can Shandong pancakes be eaten with Northeast bedding? You are not afraid to die of thirst!

Leoni hid her hands behind her mouth and hid.

The two were making a noise. As soon as the door opened, Ozil came in, and did n’t wait to see. As soon as he smelled the smell in the room, he knew that there was something delicious again. Back to his room. Leonie hammered the door for a long time, and Ozil loudly said that I was asleep and could not open the door.

At this moment, Leonie didn't plan to eat, fastened the box severely, and pulled her hands upstairs. Originally she lived downstairs. Huang Xin lived downstairs with her when she first arrived. Later, she found that it was inconvenient to move, and negotiated with Ozil in a friendly manner. Finally, she and Huang Xin lived upstairs. As a result, Wang Ai returned home and found that she was not allowed to go up on the second floor of her home.

"I'm a Dietford." Leoni said in a good mood after receiving the gift.

"Where is that?" Wang Ai said blankly. Although he had been in Germany for more than a year, he also had an impression of big cities.

"Oh my God! Hemawu is 10 kilometers west. Hemawu knows? Oh! Then Regensburg knows ... Nuremberg! You should always know Nuremberg? 40 kilometers southeast of Nuremberg! 150 kilometers north of Munich!"

Wang Ai cautiously said Leoni's angry look: "Your family, oh, how many people are Ford?"

Leoni proudly waved an "eight" with the gestures used by the Chinese!

"800,000 people?" Wang Ai said in surprise: "I don't even know this, it really shouldn't be."

"Uh ..." Leoni was a little embarrassed. "Not so many people, I mean eight thousand."

"Eight thousand people?" Wang Ai was surprised. "So, do you know Xibali? Do Jingertun know? Wangshuitai know? Yuanjiapuzi know?"

Leonimon circle shook his head again and again, holding Wang Aichuan in a hurry and quickly raised his hand: "I know Beijing, Shanghai, er, and Shenyang, Liaoyang! And Anshan, Dalian, er, and care ..."

"Everywhere I tell you, there are 8,000 people!" Wang Ai leaped violently: "Why should I know a 8,000-person village in Germany?"

Just called Leoni to be foolish enough! Who knows the name of a rural village in Germany?瞅 Your proud look, thought it was Geneva!

Leoni's fuss looks like revenge Wang Ai just questioned her.

Wang Ai held her hands open for a long time and did not know how to punish Leoni. This female lion became more arrogant since she knew how the Lion King was afraid to treat her. Now she was holding her chest up. "You come and punish me", timid eyes can not conceal elation.

"Ah!" In Leonie's exclamation, Wang Ai turned Leonie over and slapped her on the buttocks: "You 80 million people in Germany, only 8,000 in your hometown, ten thousandths One! Why do I need to know? I do n’t have all the prefecture-level cities in China! ”

Wang Ai talked to Leoni nicely, Leoni succumbed tearfully. However, you can't stand her swaying appearance. Wang Ai couldn't hold herself, and quickly got up and poured two cups of tea, rubbing electricity, and preventing fires!

Of course, thanks to Ozil! The twinkle of the big eyes blinking in the crack of the door was the biggest contributor to interrupting the fire on Wang Ai's shelf!

"Don't say anything else, but you should know Dietford." Leoni took a cup of tea and calmed down: "Oh, I'm not saying this is my hometown, you need to know. You don't want to ask me when I will learn Chinese? Very young. "

"We did n’t know that since the beginning of the year, the Chinese New Year has been celebrated every year. Friends and neighbors are dressed as Chinese, including emperors, ministers, and harem maids. Anyway, the German New Year is very lively. No one can match it. At our Dietford, at least half of the people speak Chinese and everyone uses chopsticks. "

"You still have a place like this in Germany? Don't you always talk about yellow peril?" Wang Ai was surprised.

Leoni squeaked: "It was all made by a boring historian, we ordinary people don't believe it. At least in our city, everyone wants to live like the Chinese. But we have no one to teach Our Chinese dialect is passed down from generation to generation in the village. Originally I thought I was speaking Chinese. However, I found out after you went through the admission procedures last August and talked with the teacher in Chinese. Maybe I said You do n’t understand the words, and I ’m struggling to understand what you say. Later I asked the Chinese embassy to find out that the Chinese I spoke might be Cantonese? Fujian? Shaanxi? I ​​went home last year to ask After a glance at the old man in the village, it is speculated that a Chinese who had done business in Germany a hundred or two hundred years ago worked in Dittford, or he had invited a Dittford-born assistant or something, it should be a Chinese who sells silk. In this way, we have learned a little bit of Chinese and Chinese-style life, but our Chinese is not standard. "

"So, you haven't spoken Chinese all the time, afraid that I would laugh at you?" Wang Ai asked in surprise.

"Well," Leonie nodded in frustration: "We at Dietford think they are Chinese in Germany, and they are pure Chinese except for their skin color! I think so for more than 200 years! With chopsticks and stilts, Eating dumplings, playing dragon lanterns, speaking Chinese, using Chinese characters, reading Chinese poetry and Chinese philosophy, but when I saw you, we found out that we are all fakes. "

Wang Ai's expression was stiff: It turned out that the little lion came from such a place. This is Chinese iron powder thousands of miles away! It is really imaginable that Leonie, who has always been a "Chinese", sees a pure Chinese, and especially when she describes her favorite "Nanjing Hotel" as unorthodox, her heart breaks down! How dare you say that you are a "Chinese" with white skin, green eyes, and yellow hair? Only a grieving return to Germany can restore confidence.

"I said how did you see me and came to my house the next day? Feelings, you came to learn how to be a Chinese secretly?"

Leoni narrowed his neck: "It's true that I can't get along with those two American girls. You don't know about Jonas ... Well, it's true that you learn how to be Chinese ..."

"You are not afraid of me ... forget it!" Wang Ai raised his hand in vain. Leoni was not afraid of him, but Wang Ai was now a little afraid of her.

"Tonight, when you cook, I'll have a standard German-Chinese set meal!"

An hour later, Wang Ai stunned with a pot of soup and meatballs, and spent a long time picking up a more complete "steamed dumpling" with a shape of roasted wheat. She almost did not spit it out, and left the rest Half the steak is pulled apart, okay, a small piece of sausage and whole clove of garlic!

What about my leek stuffing? What about shiitake stuffing? What about sauerkraut stuffing? What about radish stuffing?

What is sausage stuffing called garlic?

So the next day, Li Lin in China received a strange request from Wang Ai: "Quickly mail a simple Chinese recipe."