Raise pigs for a thousand days, use pigs for a lifetime

Today's Chinese New Year, early in the morning the street started to crackle firecrackers, so noisy that Jiang Ming couldn't sleep well, Jiang Ming threw the pillow and quilt aside in a daze, and got up in a daze to wash his face and brush his teeth.

In the kitchen, the fat man wore an apron of Taitai Le Chicken Essence, and was very busy.

"Hey, fat man, what are you doing?"

"Ah, Jiang Ming, why don't you go to your parents?"

"Why are you looking for them? I'm not a child." I yawned, and there was still endless sound of firecrackers outside.It made Young Master Jiang, who was angry to get up, very upset.

"Today is Chinese New Year, the whole family is going to be reunited."

"Then why don't you go back and reunite with them?"

The fat man was taken aback, "...they are abroad."

"Yes, my parents are also abroad, so I don't bother to reunite with them."

"Then how do you usually celebrate the New Year?"

"It's okay to watch TV alone. How can there be so many particulars."

The fat man smiled, this year is good, and he doesn't have to celebrate the New Year by himself.

Because the Spring Festival was approaching, Jiang Ming gave all the staff a holiday, and now they were the only ones left in the whole building except for the cleaning lady.

Just after breakfast, Jiang Ming received a call from Mu Gan, asking him to go there for the New Year. Jiang Ming hesitated for a moment, but refused. He didn't want to be a light bulb to disturb the happy life of the two of them.

In the afternoon, Jiang Ming drove out, leaving Fatty at home. The boring Fatty took out the minced meat, green vegetables, and flour that he had ordered from Zhao Zhuo the day before, and simply made dumplings, reconciled the noodles, and cut the stuffing. Fatty I'm starting to worry again... I don't have a rolling pin~ Where can I get it for the New Year's Eve... All the shops on the street have closed their doors, and even if they don't, there are very few shops selling rolling pins!

As soon as Jiang Ming entered the room, he saw the fat man sitting on the sofa, meditating...

"Look, fat man, what did I buy?"

"Bought so many firecrackers?!" Jiang Ming told the anti-firecrackers to put down, with a smug look.The fat man became embarrassed... after a lot of calculations, he actually dropped the most important firecrackers. It turned out that Jiang Ming had gone out all afternoon to buy firecrackers.

"What's the matter, fat man? Frowning?"

"Hey... I made a low-level mistake."

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't buy a rolling pin. Hey~" Fatty pondered again. Could it be that we can't eat dumplings tonight?

"...A rolling pin...is it just a round wooden stick?"

"kindness……"

"Yeah, it's not easy. I remember there are still a few unopened nunchakus in the warehouse. I unpacked them and left one as a rolling pin."

"...=.="

The fat man held half a nunchaku, and swished the dumpling wrappers like the autumn wind was sweeping the fallen leaves.Not to mention, this rolling pin made of pure solid wood nunchaku is really easy to use.After rolling out the skin, only the bag is left.Jiang Ming rolled up his sleeves and came over with a smile.

"Fatty, my brother will pack it for you~"

"Go~ There is candy on the tea table, eat it and go play."

"...=.="

"Damn it, I want to wrap it, I want to wrap it, if you don't let me wrap it, I won't give you a nunchaku rolling pin!"

"..."

"Wrong, wrong! What are you pinching, a fan? Stand it up!" Fatty looked at his noodle with heartbroken heart, it was cut into stuffing, and was ruined by Jiang Ming.Young Master Jiang had a great time playing.

"Squeeze out the pleats, yes, yes, don't pinch the pleats together, you are a bun!" The fat man finally couldn't help but grabbed the "bun" from Jiang Ming's hand and pushed him out.Young Master Jiang looked at the two white handprints on his chest and quit.

"Just let me pack another one!"

"No!"

"Just one, isn't it enough?" Jiang Ming began to speak softly.

"no!"

"Damn, you bastard, just let me pack someone who can die, you bastard, fat..." Jiang Ming scolded Zheng Huan, and the fat man couldn't help laughing when he heard it in the kitchen. Let me tell you, can he let go of his temper and beg for help?

"It's Chinese New Year, don't die, damn it, then, let's go over there to play." Bang, and closed the kitchen door again.

Jiang Ming held the dough in his hand in a daze...

"Hey, come out to me, fat bastard, treat me like I'm 5 years old!..."

It can be considered that the dumplings were made, and it was after 7 o'clock in the evening. It was dark outside, and there were fireworks in the distance, and there were a few shrill laughter of children playing from time to time.Turn on the TV, and all the TV stations are broadcasting the CCTV Spring Festival Gala.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa, eating melon seeds, watching TV, and the atmosphere was indescribably harmonious.Of course, this harmonious atmosphere will not last long.

"Hey, fat man, tell me about your family. You said your parents are abroad and your family is rich?"

"It's...it's okay, but I don't live with them." Fatty's face is not very good when he mentions his parents. After all, his parents abandoned him. Although he can support himself, the feeling of abandonment is not good.

Ordinary people would not press the question any further if they saw the other person's expression was not good. It was obvious that Jiang Ming was not an ordinary person.

"Then why didn't you follow?"

"My mother... said that visas are not easy to sign."

"Is your family an immigrant?"

"kindness……"

"Where do you want to move? It won't be the United States or Japan. It's really not easy to get a visa."

"No...it's going to Canada."

"Canada? It should be very easy. Since your family has the strength to immigrate abroad, it shouldn't be a big problem to sign more people..." Jiang Ming was still nagging, and the fat man was quietly eating melon seeds, My heart is as uncomfortable as the rivers and seas.It turned out that the fat man could at least use this reason to comfort himself, but now... there is no reason, he was indeed thrown away!

"Fatty? Fatty? What are you thinking?" Jiang Ming pushed the fatty, as if he also realized that he had just said something wrong, so he didn't say anything.

"Are you hungry? Let's make dumplings." The fat man put away the melon seed skins on the tea table, wiped them clean, and took out the dumplings made by the two of them in the afternoon from the refrigerator.Two of the misshapen ones are particularly eye-catching.The fat man took it over with a funny face, boiled the water, and waited for the dumplings to be boiled.

"Deng Deng Deng~~~~ Deng Deng Deng ~~~~~~" Jiang Ming answered the phone.

"Hello? Who is it?

"Ah~ Mingming, kiss baby, are you okay? Mother kiss~ Are you celebrating the New Year alone again this year? Do you want Mom and Dad to fly back to accompany you?"

"No need, celebrate the New Year with Fatty this year."

"Fatty? Oh, oh, it's that cute little fatty~ live well with him, don't bully him..."

Jiang Ming is cold and cold, look at the fat man in the kitchen who is busy cooking dumplings... How can it be cute?I chatted with my mother for a few words, dealt with my father for a few more words, and hung up the phone.As soon as I hung up, I remembered the phone again.

"Xiao Mingming~Happy New Year~" Anka laughed insincerely on the phone.

"Go, where are you?" Hearing Anka's voice, Jiang Ming couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, my brother is in Beauty Township now~ I can't drink with you today~"

"Go~ Who needs you to accompany me? I don't have time for myself."

"Hahaha, you can enjoy that job too, I'll hang up." After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ming recalled last year... During the New Year, Zhang Qikai's parents called him and asked him to go home for the New Year.As soon as Zhang Qikai left, Jiang Ming was the only one left. He had no choice but to force Ankara out for a drink.

"Dengdeng~~~~~~dengdeng~~~~~~~" Jiang Ming picked up the phone again and took it.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Xiao Ming..."

Teng Jiangming started to do it, why did he call himself... What does it mean?

The author has something to say: Today I went to a friend's article and turned around, oh, I am so greedy for those chapters!Halazi's feet are swollen... I know that my writing style is not worthy of your old comment... You leave a message, and I will be satisfied if you collect something...

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