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Chapter 213 Girls are outgoing
On New Year's Eve, according to the custom in Cao Sheng's hometown, people have to stay up all night and cannot go to bed before midnight.

So, after the New Year's Eve dinner, neither Cao Sheng nor his parents wanted to go to bed. He also didn't plan to write tonight. He turned on the TV in the living room, made a few cups of tea, and brought out a snack box containing melon seeds, raisins, pistachios, peanuts and other snacks.

The family of three watched TV, ate melon seeds, drank tea and occasionally chatted.

The Spring Festival Gala has not yet started.

There were continuous sounds of firecrackers coming from outside.

Cao Sheng, who had a few drinks with his parents tonight, sat on the sofa, holding a teacup in his left hand and his mobile phone in his right hand, checking some text messages and missed calls he had received while eating the New Year's Eve dinner.

Several classmates sent me New Year greetings text messages.

Nowadays, only a few students have mobile phones.

Wei Dongming: "Happy New Year! I wish you a big sale of your new book and good health for your whole family!"

Guan Zhi: "Old Three! Happy New Year!"

Tan Lei: "On this Chinese New Year, I wish you a happy family reunion, good luck, good health, and good fortune in the new year!"

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Cao Sheng replied one by one.

There are also some New Year greetings sent to him by authors in the circle.

They were all sent by authors with whom I exchanged contact information when I participated in the first Internet Literature Award last time.

Jin Hezai: "Boss Zhongyuan! Happy New Year! I wish you make 10 million in the new year! Haha."

Li Xun Huan: "The sound of firecrackers bids farewell to the old year, and the warm breeze welcomes the new year. Happy New Year!"

Baby Annie: "Mr. Cao! Happy New Year and all the best to you!"

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There are also blessing text messages sent by editors of some publishing houses in mainland China and Taiwan.

There were also some missed calls.

At first, Cao Sheng typed his text messages word by word.

But just as he replied to a few messages, his phone received several new messages. If he continued to reply like this, he estimated that he would not be able to finish the whole evening.

So he started to be lazy.

I copied the blessing text message that Tan Lei sent to me, and then pasted it one by one and sent it to other people.

In this way, the speed is indeed much faster.

After replying to the message, he stood up and went to the balcony, picked out a few missed calls and called them back.

Afterwards, he called his counselor Lu Xiangwei and department head Wu Chengping respectively to wish them a happy new year over the phone.

After doing all this, he opened the message from Huang Qingya in his text box.

Huang Qingya: "Happy New Year! Are uncle and aunt used to staying at your place? Have you had the New Year's Eve dinner? You didn't tell them about me, did you? Don't tell them for now! I'm not mentally prepared to see them yet. I didn't go to visit them, you don't blame me, right?"

A few days ago, she sent him a message in the middle of the night, and while chatting with him, she asked him if he had returned to his hometown after the holiday to prepare for the New Year?
Cao Sheng did not lie to her and said that he had brought his parents to Huizhou to celebrate the New Year this year.

He originally thought that she would come over to show her presence in front of his parents.

He was also mentally prepared to introduce her to his parents.

I didn't expect that she didn't dare to come.

Said he wasn't mentally prepared yet.

He didn't force her.

Looking at her text message, he paused for a moment and replied, "Thank you! Happy New Year! They are doing well here with me, you don't have to worry. I just finished the New Year's Eve dinner and I am watching TV with them! You don't have to worry too much."

He thought that after he sent this text message, she would reply soon.

But he waited for more than half an hour and didn't see any reply from her, so he put away his phone, feeling a little unhappy.

He didn't mind that she couldn't accompany him normally, since he was usually very busy and wouldn't feel bored.

But today is New Year's Eve.

I have a girlfriend, but on New Year's Eve I can't even text her for a few minutes.

He could probably guess that she should be spending the New Year with her family at the moment, and her eldest brother should be there too, so it would be inconvenient for her to contact him.

He could understand it intellectually, but psychologically he was still a little disappointed.

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The Spring Festival Gala has begun.

Cao Sheng also focused his attention on TV.

He can no longer remember what programs were broadcast on the 2000 Spring Festival Gala, and is a little curious about what this year's Spring Festival Gala will be like.
Before his rebirth, he hadn't watched the Spring Festival Gala for many years.

But he knew that the Spring Festival Gala around 2000 should be interesting.

Deep down, he was also looking forward to Uncle Benshan's Spring Festival Gala program this year.

His parents were happily watching the show sitting beside him. Cao Sheng felt it was pretty good too, except that he felt the resolution of the TV was a bit low and the stage of the Spring Festival Gala on TV was a bit crude, but everything else was pretty good.

Zhao Zhongxiang and Xi Ping’s hosting was very grand.

The acrobatics were wonderful and the singing and dancing performances were passionate.

The crosstalk and sketch shows are more interesting than each other.

As I watched, I actually saw Uncle Benshan come on stage.

This year, Uncle Benshan's partner in performing the show is Song Xinxin, and the show they performed is "Hourly Worker".

Cao Sheng wanted to laugh when he saw Uncle Benshan's appearance.

I feel that this king of sketches has never been young. In the 2000 Spring Festival Gala, he looked like a little old man.

...Cao Sheng and his parents were watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Huang Qingya took the opportunity of going to the bathroom to take out her mobile phone to check if Cao Sheng had replied to her.
When she saw that he still hadn't replied to her several messages, she frowned and bit her lip subconsciously.

This was not the first time she had used the opportunity of going to the bathroom to check her text messages tonight.

"He's angry! He must be angry!"

She whispered to herself.

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"Ha ha……"

Uncle Benshan and Song Xinxin's skits made Cao Sheng, Cao's father and Cao's mother laugh continuously.

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Huang Qingya came out of the bathroom with a frown on her face and looked unfriendly at her eldest brother Huang Qingfeng who was playing Landlord with his family in the living room.

At this moment, Huang Qingfeng had become a thorn in her side.

She gritted her teeth and decided to remove this thorn in her side.

She took a deep breath, and after exhaling slowly, her expression softened, a gentle smile returned to her face, and then she turned and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the old mother was cooking tea eggs and dried tea.

"Mom! Is the tea ready?"

Cooking dried tea leaves on New Year's Eve every year is a tradition in many places in Huizhou. In rural areas, dried tea leaves for the New Year are basically homemade. Soybeans are soaked, ground into soy milk, made into tofu pudding, and then pressed into the size of dried tea leaves. They are then left to dry for a few days until the surface of the tofu becomes slightly hard and yellow before they are cooked into dried tea leaves on New Year's Eve.

The cooked dried tea leaves are a great treat for every household during the Spring Festival.

The tea cakes made by people with good craftsmanship are much more delicious than those sold outside.

Huang Qingya's family also has this habit.

The difference is that the dried tofu they make is not homemade, but commissioned from a tofu shop. However, the cooking step needs to be done by her old mother.

"Well, it should be almost done. Would you like to try it?"

The old mother said this and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Huang Qingya took the chopsticks, opened the stainless steel pot lid of the teapot, reached in with the chopsticks and scooped out a piece.

I blew on it a few times before taking a bite and tasting it.

"Hmm, it's good. Although it's not fully flavored yet, it will be fully flavored tomorrow after soaking in the soup overnight, Mom! The heat is high enough, don't cook it any further, or it will lose its chewiness."

Hearing her say this, the old mother quickly reached out to turn off the fire.

"Okay! I'll listen to you. I won't cook it anymore."

"Mom! I'll make a bowl for my big brother and the others to satisfy their cravings!"

Their family only cooks this once a year. For her, her older brother and others, they sometimes feel a little greedy because this is the taste they have been eating since childhood, and they can only eat it during the Chinese New Year.

"Okay! You do it!"

The old mother agreed with a smile and reached out to help get the bowl.

After a while.

Huang Qingya held a bowl of dried tea that had just come out of the pot in her left hand and a bottle of red wine in her right hand, and walked towards her elder brother and others who were playing Landlord with a smile.

From a distance, she called out, "The tea is ready. I've made you a bowl to try. Do you want some?"

Hearing her words, Huang Qingfeng and others looked over.

Everyone had a smile on their face.

Huang Qingya's sister-in-law was standing behind her husband, watching everyone play cards. At this moment, she trotted over like a rabbit and said happily, "Give it to me, give it to me! I'll take it over!"

As soon as she took the bowl, she reached out to grab the tea leaves in the bowl.

Huang Qingya waved the red wine in her hand to her elder brother and the others, "It's a waste to just eat tea cakes. I'll open a bottle of red wine for you! When you finish this bottle of wine, you'll feel dizzy and it's just right for you to go to sleep. How about that?"

No one suspected that she had bad intentions. Some smiled and waved their hands, saying that they didn't want to drink anymore, as they had drunk enough tonight. Some said, "Bring it here! Hurry up!" Some smiled but said nothing.

Finally, the bottle of red wine and the bowl of dried tea were both on the table. Huang Qingya diligently ran to the kitchen again, brought back a few wine glasses, and considerately poured wine for everyone. She also poured a glass for Huang Qingfeng, who didn't want to drink at first.

With the advice of others, Huang Qingfeng smiled and picked up the wine glass, eating tea cakes while drinking red wine as tea.

Huang Qingya didn't go far either, she just stood by and poured wine for everyone.

Everyone had already drunk a lot of wine when they were having the New Year's Eve dinner tonight. No one noticed that when Huang Qingya poured wine for other people, she didn't pour much. The only thing she did was pour wine for her eldest brother Huang Qingfeng. Even when Huang Qingfeng said "OK", she would continue to pour him some.

Soon, the bowl of tea was finished.

A bottle of red wine was also empty.

Two of the people who were playing Landlord just now couldn't hold on any longer.

Including Huang Qingfeng.

Watching the card game end like this and watching her eldest brother being helped into the bedroom by her eldest brother's sister-in-law, Huang Qingya's mouth curled up slightly. She frowned at her eldest brother's back, snorted, and then bent down to clean up the dishes, chopsticks and wine glasses on the table.

About half an hour later.

She returned to her bedroom, took out her cell phone and checked her message box. Seeing that Cao Sheng still hadn't replied to her message, she no longer hesitated, opened the closet, found a coat and put it on.

A moment later, she went downstairs with her bag and pressed the remote control key in her hand from a distance. Her eldest brother's black BMW immediately honked and the lights flashed.

Yes, she wanted to drive her brother's car to find Cao Sheng.

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As we all know, the Spring Festival Gala lasts for a very long time.

When Huang Qingya drove to Cao Sheng's place, Cao Sheng and his parents were still watching the Spring Festival Gala.

(End of this chapter)