Chapter 249 It’s Chinese New Year! Welfare is coming
The familiar moon in the sky, the familiar loess on the ground, in this world, New Year’s Eve is the first grand festival of the Chinese people.
While Sumo was so busy that he had forgotten the time, he approached quietly.
Dumplings, New Year’s Eve, Chinese New Year?
Looking around absently at all the half-hunched refugees, seeing the lingering fatigue and rich happiness on everyone's faces, Somo slowly stepped forward.
Yes, it’s New Year’s Eve.
It happened to be the first day of the welfare disaster, the day when everyone gained.
Eat well and sleep well.
The embarrassment of last year has been washed away, and next year will be a year of hope!
After using the system to identify and confirm that there was nothing wrong with the contents of the bowl, Sumo glanced around the refugees who were about to cry out with excitement. Sumo gently brought over the large bowl held by Chen Shen.
The large bowl was made by burning, and there was this faint cyan pattern on the edge of the bowl. Such an utensil could only be obtained from a treasure chest, and it was expensive to make in the market.
The soup in the bowl is rich in color and clear and translucent.
Red oily spicy seeds are dotted in the old vinegar soup. Although there is no Youneng water to enhance the flavor, and there is no Youneng cabbage to enhance the aroma, it is just such a bowl that every household in the civilized era would eat during the New Year. Ordinary food made Sumo's eyes sore.
Picking up the chopsticks, with everyone watching, Sumo gently picked up a large dumpling that was incompatible with all the dumplings and had an extremely strange shape, and put it into his mouth.
“Yeah, it tastes good!”
The wild vegetable dumplings are stuffed with some beef crumbs, and when paired with this soup, they taste surprisingly sweet.
Especially after Su Mo praised her out loud, before others started cheering, Moore, who was standing in the front row, became excited, and by the way, he started to dance a belly dance he didn’t know where he learned it from.
"The first thing the master ate was the dumplings made by Moore. The master really liked Moore's kung fu!"
While twisting and dancing in a coquettish way, he swayed around.
Moore’s joke immediately destroyed the somewhat solemn atmosphere before, causing most of the refugees to laugh.
"Okay, it's almost the New Year, and we still have such a solemn and grand ceremony. Since it is the New Year, all the consumption of materials tonight"
"It's all on me!"
Read it Moore with happy eyes and Sumo were slightly touched in his heart. He looked at all the refugees below and said loudly.
Wow!
It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it. As soon as this was said, the refugee group that could still hold back suddenly cheered and roared.
From men in their forties to fifties, to children in their mid-teens or eighteen, everyone imitated Moore's dancing posture and wriggled happily.
Then, the cooks who had already prepared began to bring out bowls of dumplings from the kitchen, and the New Year’s Eve carnival.
The party has begun!
Eating alone does not taste good, but ten or a hundred people must eat it to taste it.
The larger and grander the festival is, the more people there are, and the stronger the "New Year flavor" can be felt.
Today, this special New Year's Eve.
There is no "conventional" Spring Festival Gala, and there is no need to beg here and scan there to get the five blessings of a few cents.
There is no old iron to help me cut a knife, or the meager bounty that I need to collect various cards to get.
There were no group text messages, no "hypocritical" congratulatory messages from superiors and subordinates, and it was even dark after leaving the village.
But this is the case, in the wasteland, on this special day, whether it is a large shelter or a small shelter.
As long as there are crowds of people gathering, everyone will truly feel something called "the taste of the year" from their hearts.
It’s the New Year, and it’s time to harvest.
It’s the New Year, and it’s time for carnival.
Remove all fatigue, have a good meal, have a good sleep, wait until tomorrow, and continue to accept a hard but fulfilling life.
“Let us be the companions of this mortal world! Live a life of ease and ease!”
"Race a horse and share the prosperity of the world"
"Sing to the wine and express the joy in your heart"
"Seize the youth with vigor"
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A rechargeable speaker was carried out by the refugees from nowhere. In the speaker, as the lively BGM played, the flavor of the new year became more intense.
The carnival was also more enjoyable. A tape with only eight songs was played over and over again.
Singing, cheering, and lively noises spread crazily in every corner of this wasteland.
As the initiator of all this, Soma.
But on this lively night, sitting on the highest roof of the Candlelight Refuge, I relaxed my mind for the first time in a long time.
I brought a bottle of sake to the candlelight shelter. I didn’t know when I got it. I would take a small sip from time to time and eat a piece of fried snack.
Sumo knew that only in his absence could these people be unbridled happy, unbridled and arrogant, enjoying the present and enjoying this hard-won gain.
"Sister, sister, I wonder how your life is going over there!"
Lying on the roof, looking at the night sky in the wasteland, caressing the gentle man lying beside me, Like a big furball Oreo.
At this moment, no one is lonelier than Somo, and no one is more fulfilling than Somo!
What people fear most is that the road ahead is blurry. Living in this world, you don’t know what you are going to do tomorrow. What is your pursuit, or what is it that you want to protect?
Sumo was very lucky, because in this wasteland, he found the path he needed to persevere in and figured out how to go on and how to arrive successfully!
“What I want is just a little peace, just a peace!”
“Since this is such a small request, this world cannot To be satisfied, let me, Soma, use my own strength to defend everything I want!”
Everyone gets drunk without being drunk. The alcohol content is not high. With the bumpy road ahead, Sumo had unprecedented fighting spirit.
Ten thousand miles, so what!
I, Somo, have decided to take this path!
The sky is round and the world is shrouded in fog, so why be afraid!
This day, sooner or later I will expose you!
Thinking again about the future that already had a framework in his mind, looking at the still lively crowd below, Somo jumped up from the roof.
Without disturbing anyone, we took Moore, who was already full and sleeping, to start the return journey!
For the Chinese New Year, it’s time to go home!
For these people, the Candlelight Sanctuary is their home, but for Somo himself, the Underground Sanctuary
is the real home!
Open the car window, and a slight cool breeze flows in through the window. The short-term increase in oxygen brought by the growth of plants makes the air not only a little moist, but also a little comfortable.
Taking a deep breath, Sumo looked at the changed wasteland. The closer he got to the underground shelter, the more excited Sumo became.
Finally
The deep sea shelter is near!
Looking at the place where the first pot of gold had been unearthed, Sumo stopped the car and poured all the unfinished sake in front of the deep sea shelter.
“Brother Ma Gu, it’s Chinese New Year, just sleep well here, Earth. Sooner or later we will go back one day!”
The green grass moved slightly, as if Ma Gu was responding.
After bowing heavily again, he put away the bottle of sake and glanced at the deep sea shelter that was now covered with weeds. Somo got on the car and stepped on the accelerator.
The distance between the two places is not far. Under the power of the roar of the earth tiger, he rushed to the underground shelter in less than two or three minutes.
Just a welfare disaster, the entire depression has been completely changed.
Many colorful plants grew up in the Gobi Desert where not a single blade of grass grew.
The hills surrounding the underground shelter are even more green.
Eight of the ten nether energy fruit saplings left behind have not been seen for a day and have fully grown.
Moreover, this rising trend is much more terrifying than the woods in the talisman world!
Every source energy sapling that has absorbed the nether energy water is half a meter thick, and the shortest one is eight or nine meters tall.
Situated in front of the underground shelter, all the branches sway gently under the cool night breeze, exuding a natural fragrance of plants.
After looking around and seeing no dangerous changes in the area, he opened the door and parked the car.
Seeing the big and small sparks running out to greet him, a long-lost feeling of "going home" welled up from the bottom of Sumo's heart.
"Okay, okay, this is my Somo's home. Be good, you've been waiting for a long time. I'll cook for you now!"
Nowadays, big and small sparks are unfolding. The wings are already about one meter wide, and the small sparks are about seventy centimeters.
The two human-like "behemoths" pounced on them and acted coquettishly. They waited until Sumo comforted him, then stopped obediently, and followed Sumo like followers.
Moore, who had been sleeping soundly all the way in the car, rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened the passenger seat, rolled out of the car, and continued to sleep soundly on the ground.
Looking like this, it makes Oreo bark happily.
Took out three bags of freshly beaten flour from the Dihu truck, and in the evening, taking the remaining supplies in the base, Sumo made another sumptuous supper.
After finishing the supper, closing the door, and checking all the facilities, Somo returned to the crib.
The first two children have been very tired in the past two days. They have eaten enough now and have nothing to do the next day. This sleep has gone from Somo to Oreo and Moore. They all slept extremely comfortably.
There was fun and celebration elsewhere, but in the small underground shelter, Somo felt relaxed and comfortable that he had not seen for a long time.
I slept until early eight o'clock, when all the fatigue from my body dissipated, facing the early morning sunlight and fresh air.
On the small bed on the third floor of the underground shelter, Somo slowly opened his eyes.
“This is a Chinese New Year, and the system is also here to join in the fun!”
At this point, if Sumo was tired from yesterday, he could still sleep.
But at this time, the system prompts crackling in his head forced Su Mo to wake up earlier.
A few days ago, the system only received a fixed amount of one point every day, plus an occasional small event worth dozens of points. Compared with today, it often costs thousands of points more. Such an accumulation speed is not enough. .
On the first day of the New Year's Eve, which is the first day of the lunar new year, the system started to behave abnormally for a long time.
As soon as the daily daily report time passed, there was a rapid sound of firecrackers exploding, as if in celebration.
Sit up, move your stiff neck a little, and take a big sip of the psionic water placed on the bedside. As Sumo thought, a familiar system interface popped up.
By the way, a settlement list that was completely different from the simple ones in the past also hurriedly popped out.
“Hey, it used to be a high-end light blue, but today I learned to do as the Romans do, and arranged such a festive bright red!”
“This system also looks like It’s made in China, you know how to celebrate the New Year, haha!”
The bright red interface looks very eye-catching. With a smile, Sumo pulled the panel directly to the bottom, and habitually looked at today’s accumulated gains first. How many in total.
But just looking at it like this, even Somo, who could usually maintain a calm mind, couldn't help but become ecstatic.
"There is actually another chance to win a lottery!"
"The system will also give out benefits during the Chinese New Year. This is outrageous, so cool!"
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