Why play in a band if you don't form one for life?

"Then you need a special box to cherish it, because I will give you red envelopes every year." Shizi said, "Speaking of which, this kimono..."

"Is Xiao Shizi older than all of us?" asked Hina.

"Ah, yes..." Shizi turned around, "No, that's right!"

Hina stood behind Shizi without knowing when, looking into Shizi's eyes curiously.

"Forget it, I don't care why..." Hina ignored Shizi's question, "Here, where are the red envelopes for the juniors? Shizi-senpai?"

The word "senior sister" left Shizi speechless.

She blushed and took out the red envelope she had prepared for Liang and handed it to Hinata: "Happy New Year...Hina-chan..."

"Happy New Year!" Rina said the blessing in fluent Chinese and disappeared in a flash.

"Your Chinese is more standard than mine..." Yili began to complain to himself again.

"She's really not curious at all..." Kita was a little surprised.

After hanging up the Spring Festival couplets, Shizi went to have lunch with Ichiri and Kita.

The lunch was New Year dishes prepared by several chefs. In the past, their family members prepared New Year dishes or they ate out, so this was the first time they cooked by themselves.

But Shizi quite likes it, especially the Date volume.

Although she still prefers the food from her hometown, she has started to get used to Japanese food after eating it for so long.

"Xiao Shizi," Hong Xia said as she ate, "Would you like to have dumplings for dinner?"

"Dumplings?" Shizi responded. "Well... eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year is a northern custom. I'm from the south, so I'm more free in this regard. My family's New Year's Eve dinner is pretty casual except for the eight-treasure rice pudding, but it doesn't matter. After all, this is your New Year, and your traditions are the most important."

"You can't say that." Hong Xia deliberately put on a stern face, "This is everyone's holiday, and Xiao Shizi is of course a member of 'everyone' - you have to celebrate a Spring Festival that is in line with our traditions, and you also have to celebrate a Spring Festival that is in line with your hometown's traditions. We will cook a table of Chinese food tonight!"

"Then I'll be looking forward to it. I won't admit it if it's not authentic." Shizi pinched the chopsticks in the air, "To be honest, what Hongxia made before was not authentic."

"Eh——you can't even cook——"

"Hehe." Lisa listened to their conversation and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, Shizi, come here."

She left her seat, walked around to Shizi, took out a red envelope from her pocket and put it in Shizi's hand.

"Huh?" Shi Zi suddenly received a red envelope and was at a loss.

However, Youxina also stood up, and her expression became unusually gentle: "I just remembered this. Happy New Year to you."

She also stuffed a red envelope.

Then, all the sophomores and juniors present (except CHU?) stood up and repeated the process.

"Eh? Eh?" Shizi's arms suddenly felt full. Before she could react, she looked at Nana in panic.

Nana smiled and said, "I suddenly thought this was a good idea, so I suggested that everyone prepare red envelopes."

"Because everyone likes little Shizi, everything is prepared." Hongxia said, stuffing her red envelope into Shizi's already full arms.

"Everyone..." Shizi's eyes seemed to sparkle. She put the red envelope into the storage jade slip and immediately stood up, "Wait for me!"

She ran back to her room and came back not long after with another pile of brand new red envelopes.

"Actually..." Shizi said with a bright smile, "We have a tradition over there that the person who receives the most red envelopes every year has to give a red envelope to everyone..."

"Is there such a tradition?" Maya expressed deep doubt. "Aren't the ones who generally receive the most red envelopes children who don't have the financial resources?"

The lie was exposed in an instant, but Shizi didn't care: "Don't worry about whether it's true or not, anyway, I should give one to everyone, just keep it!"

Since Shizi said so, everyone naturally accepted it happily.

After handing out the red envelopes, the meal was almost finished.

Nothing happened in the afternoon, but Shizi disappeared again and no one knew where he went.

In the kitchen, white mist rose. There were sounds of ingredients frying in the frying pan and vegetables being cut.

"Vegetables, vegetables, have you cut them?" Hong Xia wiped the sweat from her face and turned around to ask.

"Okay." Nana came over with a whole head of washed greens, "Make way."

Hongxia obediently moved aside.

Nana threw the greens into the oil pan with her right hand, and reached for the scabbard with her left hand. When the greens fell into the pan, they were already broken into pieces.

Hong Xia didn't look surprised at all. She was used to it. She just started to stir fry immediately: "Thank you."

While cooking, she kept talking to herself: "I don't believe it won't be authentic this time..."

"Actually," Nana had nothing to do for the time being, so she just watched her work, "As long as it's Xiao Hongxia's cooking, she should like it no matter what."

"Have I become her mother..." Hong Xia complained, but a smile appeared on her face, "I will be very happy if you say so... But I can't help Xiao Shizi with other things. I can only cook some dishes that can make her happy."

“It’s mom.” Nana pretended to be a baby, “Boo-boo-boo”

Not far away, MASKING pushed the cake base into the oven and looked over here, thoughtfully: "Sure enough, so cute."

Next to it, another oven door opened, and the aroma of bread wafted out.

"The two of them?" Saaya glanced at Nana, "It seems so. Nana is too tall, and it's hard for her to look cute. MAS, help me taste the bread."

MASKING turned around, took the hot croissant that Sha Ling took out of the oven, and took a bite: "Mm, just right, very delicious."

"That's good." Sha Ling took out the plate with confidence, "Everyone, hurry up, it's almost time for dinner."

"Okay~" In the kitchen, Nana, Hongxia and Lisa responded together.

"Wait." Shizi appeared at the kitchen door, "Dinner will be eaten in a special place."

In an ancient city in Song Dynasty style, on a towering restaurant.

The dishes that had just been cooked were all placed on two tables in elegant blue and white porcelain plates. Thirty pairs of ebony chopsticks were placed in a circle around the round table, waiting for the guests to arrive.

Hua Lian walked to the edge of the platform, held onto the antique railing, and looked into the distance.

Around the tall buildings, the market is bustling, as if millions of people are coming and going.

Shizi introduced to the people standing at the table: "Although it is not during the Revue, I borrowed the stage for a while."

She saw with satisfaction that there was more or less light in the eyes of most people.

Eating in different places seems to change the taste. Yili recalled the experience of going to Chinese restaurants with his family in the past, but now the view is wider. The sky is not the chaotic color of space cracks, but the starry sky constructed by the stage equipment, mysterious and lofty.

Yili was used to being isolated and thought she would have a hard time adapting. But to her surprise, in this environment, sitting together with everyone to eat, she actually felt a sense of relief.

This was also "a trivial step," she thought with satisfaction as she listened to the lively conversation at the dinner table.

The bowl was empty too.

She put down her chopsticks: "I'm full."

I raised my head and looked around, and found that both tables were empty.

Suddenly I realized that there were so many people.

She hadn't realized it when they were having the New Year's Eve dinner together at noon, but now, sitting at this new dining table, she realized that so many people were eating with her.

It's not like the kind in a restaurant, but a New Year's Eve dinner with thirty people, just like a family, chatting and eating.

Beside him, Shizi suddenly stood up: "It's almost time."

As the words fell, Yili's right face was suddenly illuminated by a flash of light.

She turned her head and just saw a firework blooming brilliantly in the distant sky.

"Fireworks!" Kasumi jumped up first and ran to the railing and lay down. The others quickly followed and took their places.

Red, green, gold, round, fan-shaped, waterfall-shaped, and all kinds of strange fireworks rose into the night sky, began to burn for a moment, and transmitted light and sound into the small pavilion.

Everyone watched quietly, fireworks dancing in their eyes.

Yili walked slowly and stood behind the crowd with Shizi. They stood on tiptoe but could hardly see clearly.

"Xiao Yili, come here!" Kita, who was standing in a good position, stretched out his hand to Yili.

However, Shizi bent down and motioned to Yili: "Come, just lie on my back."

"But then Shizi won't be able to see it." Yili hesitated.

"It's okay." Shizi carried Yili on his back. "It's enough for me to see everyone watching the fireworks together."

Yili lay on Shizi's back, and over everyone's heads, he clearly saw the largest firework pass through the background of countless fireworks, rise into the highest sky, and burst into golden light.

Late at night, everyone was walking on the approach to the shrine.

"I didn't expect you to build a shrine." Lisa was amazed as she walked along the road. The torii gates and fox statues on the roadside were exactly the same as the real shrines. "It must be a huge project, right?"

Shizi led the way, walking in the middle of the road, her steps a little unsteady: "The basis is the original material on the stage, but for many details, Nana and I worked all night, and we also asked Xiangzi and Satomi to be consultants."

"Look," she paused at the top of the hill, "we're here."

In front of everyone, in front of the Temizuya and the Ema-kakusho, is the worship hall.

"Do you want to worship together?" Shizi turned around and asked.

"Thirty people together?" Lisa thought it was unrealistic, "Let's do it one by one."

"Then I'll go last." Shizi stepped aside, "I'll watch you guys first and learn the process."

Lisa was not polite either. She stepped forward first, bowed twice, clapped her hands, and bowed again to complete her worship.

The others followed one by one, and it didn't take long before it was Shizi's turn.

Shizi stood in front of the bell rope, and everyone surrounded her, waiting for her to pay homage.

Shizi looked at the covered statue and thought of something.

As for gods, one of them is their ally, one is their enemy, and she herself is already half a god.

What's the point of her paying homage here?

But it doesn’t matter.

Bow, ring the bell rope, pray, two bows, two claps, and one bow.

Just pray for everyone.

“(I hope you can be my strength.)”

Chapter 59: There is a plot on Valentine's Day. I am better than Bushido.

I lay in bed, tossing and turning, but still couldn't fall asleep.

The deliciousness of the two New Year’s meals, the dazzling fireworks, and the excitement of visiting the temple together still linger in my mind.

The blood is still rushing in the chest and the electricity is still running through the nerves.

It was very late before Yili fell into a drowsy sleep.

When I woke up, I found Kita kneeling beside the bed again, looking at me with dissatisfaction.

"Hmm... why did you get up so late today?" Kita held his chin and made unclear sounds.

However, Yili couldn't answer immediately. She was confused for a while before she really woke up.

Kita put down his numb hands and said, "Forget it, let's go to the bar."

"Finish washing up first." Yili slowly got up and yawned, "Today is..."

"Valentine's Day." Kita's tone was obviously full of anticipation, "We're going to make chocolates together."

what.

Valentine's Day Chocolate.

This, I really have no experience at all.

Naturally, family members don't give each other chocolates on Valentine's Day.

So, when it comes to Valentine's Day chocolates, even if you buy them, you usually just buy them for yourself.

Now I want to give it to others... or even make it myself...

Xiduo noticed her embarrassment and immediately comforted her: "Don't worry, Xiao Shizi has definitely never done this before."

"But they don't give chocolates on Valentine's Day..." Yili was still depressed.

"Even if they do...haha..." Shizi yawned and walked into the room, "That has nothing to do with me..."

"Good morning~"