I don't want to be a god

Chapter 127 Spring Festival
Guo Changge felt that he had to correct his mother's thinking.

Now that society is developing so fast, people's life is no longer the hard life of the past.

What used to be eaten once during Chinese New Year can now be eaten every day.

If my mother buys new year's goods like this now, once the year is over, two more pigs will come out of the house immediately.

Guo Changge hurriedly explained the reason to his mother, hoping to persuade her to stop torturing herself and her father tomorrow.

"Son, after you became the boss, your mouth has become more powerful!" Mom squinted slightly and said, "Don't you just don't want to go! Don't talk about those useless things!"

Guo Changge: "..."

"I admit it's one of the reasons for this, but it's not the main reason. It's too wasteful to buy too many New Year's goods, and now the society also promotes healthy eating. It's wrong to overeat during the Chinese New Year! Mom, don't you think so?"

Guo Changge argued hard.

Liu Wen nodded and said, "Well, it makes sense."

The father and son looked happy.

However, Liu Wen immediately said: "What does that have to do with continuing to buy new year's goods tomorrow?"

The father and son were taken aback, is it okay?
Liu Wen asked: "It's hard to celebrate the New Year, why don't you buy New Year's goods, stay at home and order takeaway?"

Guo Changge quickly controlled the head that he wanted to tap.

"Isn't buying New Year's goods just to have a New Year's atmosphere? If everyone doesn't buy them, how can this festival become lively and have its meaning?" Liu Wen said to Guo Changge, "As you said, the society is Development, technology is advancing, and you still worry about not being able to eat anything when there are refrigerators and freezers.”

"And eat healthy. It seems that you have eaten healthy before. Don't use the Spring Festival as an excuse to get fat."

Father and son: "..."

Whisper!

He couldn't say no to his mother.

The next day, the father and son had another fulfilling day.

But buying new year goods is just the beginning.

In the past, the family was not rich and couldn't do much. Now that they have a family, Liu Wen plans to decorate the second floor of the studio to make it more youthful.

In order to let the father and son have a sense of participation, Liu Wen resolutely refused to hire workers, and all the arrangements were completed by the father and son.

All the furniture was covered with red clothes, blessing characters were pasted on the doors and walls, and a few red lanterns were hung in the hall.

There is a New Year picture posted in the dining room, with two carp on it, forming the shape of yin and yang.

There are window grilles on the windows, and small lights are arranged, just waiting for the few days of Chinese New Year to be lit.

Looking up, what Guo Changge saw was a sea of ​​red.

"Mom, is it too much?"

Guo Changge couldn't help asking.

"It's a little bit." Liu Wen nodded, "Let's take some off!"

Guo Changge was just happy because his mother listened to his words, and then suddenly realized that it seemed that the withdrawal was also the words of the father and son.

He felt that he was really owed.

This red is not dazzling, so why should I talk too much.

After tossing and tossing for a while, the father and son finally finished decorating the second floor.

Guo Changge felt that he didn't smell much of the smell of the year, but the smell of sweat was quite a lot.

The father and son took a shower and went to bed early.

The next day was New Year's Eve. When Guo Changge got up, his parents had already gone to the kitchen to prepare a big lunch.

Dad was cleaning a chicken, and Mom was disemboweling a big fish.

Guo Changge wanted to go in to help, but was kicked out by his mother.

Liu Wen ordered: "You are not needed in the kitchen, you can clean up the room!"

After tidying up the house and cooking the meals, the whole family sat around the table, chatting while watching the warm-up of the Spring Festival Gala on CCTV.

With the addition of the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, the food is a lot more delicious.

After a short break at noon, my parents got busy again, kneading noodles and chopping dumpling stuffing.

Guo Changge was assigned to launder two one-yuan coins.

After it was done, he also joined in to make dumplings.

It's just that after so many years, he has never learned how to make dumplings, and the dumplings are still thin and flat.

Liu Wen couldn't help laughing and said: "Look at your bag, and then eat your own."

It's just that she found that her son's dumplings were getting more and more tangible, and his technique was even more skillful than hers.

"Not bad!" Liu Wen praised, "After more than 20 years, I can be regarded as learning how to make dumplings."

"It shouldn't be too late!" Guo Changge smiled, making dumplings more and more vigorously.

In fact, he only learned how to make dumplings just now. With the help of the system, he managed to overcome the problems that he hadn't overcome for more than 20 years.

Of course, it is not wrong to say that it has been more than 20 years. After all, it is because of the accumulation of previous experience that he can break through the skill of making dumplings to the proficient level in a short time.

In the end, Guo Changge made the dumplings round and full of beauty.

But it turns out that the shape of the dumpling does not affect the taste of the dumpling, and there is no difference between the taste of the flat and long dumpling and the aesthetic dumpling.

Handwork is something that can make an ordinary thing into something that ordinary people can't afford.

When the Spring Festival Gala started, the dumplings were also out of the pan.

Although he often eats dumplings, Guo Changge still likes them, and the dumplings that go with the Spring Festival Gala have something else.

Eating dumplings is of course inseparable from Yipin fresh soy sauce and garlic cloves.

Guo Changge dipped in the soy sauce, and then took a sip, the oily juice flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the aroma of the fused filling exploded in his mouth, stimulating his taste buds.

At this time, adding a piece of garlic, Guo Changge's face was immediately full of satisfaction.

Dumplings are a familiar taste, and so is the Spring Festival Gala.

After eating, the family stood in front of the TV, waiting for the New Year's bell to ring, while grabbing red envelopes with their mobile phones.

On New Year's Eve, all the people became active.

A group of people frantically poked at the wool of two entrepreneurs surnamed Ma, intending to make them lose money.

Guo Changge and his parents were also among them, but they only got a few dollars, but they were still full of joy.

After gathering the wool of the two entrepreneurs surnamed Ma, the three moved to various group chats.

Mom and Dad only have a WeChat group, while Guo Changge also has a button group.

When dozens of groups distributed red envelopes together, he was very busy.

Then he quickly discovered that it was still the amount of red envelopes sent out in the company group.

Several managers took turns to give out red envelopes to get a good fortune for the New Year.

Guo Changge robbed a few, but was knocked out of the small window by He Tian.

"Why don't you just snatch it!"

"Uh, I'm used to it."

Hey, I really lost a lot of happiness after work.

Guo Changge had to send out a series of large red envelopes.

Wen Fang: "Thank you Mr. Guo!"

Tan Sheng: "Mr. Guo, Happy Chinese New Year!"

Jiang Fan: "Mr. Guo has a wealth of fortune!"

He Tian: "Mr. Guo is generous, post more!"

Guo Changge: "..."

It took several hours to grab the red envelopes, and the host of the Spring Festival Gala has already started the countdown
"...5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"

The bell rang on the television.

Amidst the lights of thousands of houses, a sentence of New Year greetings came.

At this time, fireworks bloomed in the night sky one by one, reflecting the black night sky into colors.

(End of this chapter)