The thunder of spring on the earth sounded for a few minutes, and the whole room was covered with ears...

The firecrackers stopped, and the family sat around the table and began to enjoy a sumptuous New Year dinner.

The Xue family’s New Year’s Eve dinner is very rich, but there are not many dishes. However, seven dishes and one soup are half less than ordinary families’ New Year’s Eve dishes.

However, in the eyes of Mr. Xue, the gluttonous people, the food is not expensive, but the essence is expensive. Just imagine, if you really serve a table of dishes, you can see if you have enough food, where can you get appetite?

Their dishes are all good ingredients, including truffles, deer and jerky, and their cooking skills are excellent. This is a great New Year's Eve dinner.

Not to mention anything else, just after I put it on the table, no one spoke. Su Meiren was young, and after tasting the chopsticks, her hands were constantly on her mouth, and she couldn't open her mouth. She rushed into her mouth one after another, as if she was grabbing food. The juice and red wine in the cup were moved, but no one moved.

After enjoying a sumptuous lunch, the whole family went on a battle and packed up the dishes.

After completing the work, everyone started the Xue family’s annual repertoire - playing poker, with the little guys scheduled the program.

This time, Xue Xiang was a waiter who served, but his class was overthrown by Su Meiren.

Speaking of which, Su Meiren was not interested in playing poker. In her eyes, this was a boring game that was both wasting time and money. But by chance, when Xue Xiang saw the four brothers and sisters playing upgrades, they even watched it in and took advantage of Xue Xiang's time to go to the bathroom and played a game on their behalf.

From then on, this generation completely turned Xue Xiang down, and she squeezed herself into the trough and stopped falling.

A card game was played straight until 7:30 pm and refused to end. Mr. Xue prepared the hot pot and prepared all the vegetables and shouted it all the time, but the gamblers still refused to end.

Finally, Mr. Xue simply stopped shouting, and took a chopstick of tender fat mutton in front of the sofa, rinsed it into the soup pot, stuffed it into the mouth, and started eating.

At the beginning, the four people on the table could no longer hold back. After fighting for seven hours, they were already hungry. They had been rumbling in the pot before. When the fragrance was floating, they could barely hold back.

At this moment, Mr. Xue was soaked in juice. In an instant, the greed was triggered, and the gamblers naturally could no longer hold back.

In theory, during the Spring Festival in the north, people in the 10th year of the year have to eat dumplings, but Mr. Xue is still willing to eat hot pot.

Make a pot of lamb chops and stew carrots. The soup is thick, and the cut and washed vegetables are cut into various colors, and the sliced ​​fat beef is finely sliced. Tender lamb, thin venison, and horse shrimp are placed next to the hot pot, and it is hot and ready to eat, fresh and delicious.

Of course, since it is northerners who celebrate the New Year, dumplings are still indispensable, but Xue Xiang made the dumplings not cooked. Instead, they served a plate of raw, fresh-filled dumplings, like vegetables, and made into scalded ingredients.

The north wind outside the house was whirling, and the snow was flying like goose feathers. The weather was cold and the snow was covered with several feet. But the family inside the house sat around the fire, eating hot pot and watching TV, was there anything more beautiful than this?

Xue Xiang'ao sipped wine, looked at Xiaoyi and the little guy who were competing to boil the dumplings and floated up, and was filled with warmth, and silently wished in his heart: I hope that this night of my life, my closest relatives and most loved ones gathered by the furnace!

After Xue Xiang's congratulations, the little guy cheered, and a thick baritone suddenly came from the color TV.

"Dear viewers, on this happy New Year's Eve, all the staff of CCTV wish you a happy family, all the best, and a happy Spring Festival. Tonight, our station uses live broadcast to broadcast the art programs of the Spring Festival Gala for you. In order to make you appreciate your favorite art programs, we installed four phones on site for the on-demand programs of TV viewers in the city. The numbers of these four phones are..."

The person who reported the TV was Zhao Zhongxiang, a famous CCTV host who was well-known in later generations. Xue Xiang looked at him at first sight, then suddenly slapped his thigh and said in surprise: "Isn't this the first Spring Festival Gala!"

In fact, his words were wrong, because at this moment, no one can guarantee that there will be a second session of the Spring Festival Gala. After all, the ratings and social response have not yet come out.

However, no one in the room corrected him because no one listened to his words, but instead remembered the phone numbers of the on-demand station in a panic.

Seeing all the actors making a debut on TV, Mr. Xue suddenly felt that "what is the night tonight, where is it?"

Overall, the first CCTV Spring Festival Gala has shabby and simple sets and the program format is relatively simple, but the strong New Year atmosphere is something that the Spring Festival Gala in later generations can never reach again.

In addition, CCTV used the first time to accompany the people to celebrate New Year's Eve in the form of an art party, and the novel performance form immediately captured everyone's hearts.

Li Guyi's song "New Year's greetings" officially kicked off the performance. The little guy and Xiao Yi actually beat the dishes and chopsticks, followed Li Guyi on TV and hummed.

Speaking of which, the Xue family has a TV for several years, but Mr. Xue has no interest in appreciating other programs except for the news broadcast. He was fascinated by tonight's Spring Festival Gala.

Especially Ma Ji's crosstalk of "Cosmic Brand Cigarettes", although I listened to it in later generations and watched it again, I still enjoyed him falling back and forth.

After another program ended, Jiang Kun suddenly came out and reported a riddle for the audience to guess.

This puzzle game was described in detail when Zhao Zhongxiang reported the show.

According to regulations, as long as you guess the riddle, on the first day of the first lunar month, that is, tomorrow, send the answer to the CCTV building with an envelope, and the lucky audience will receive a small gift.

At that time, when Zhao Zhongxiang said that there was a small gift, the little guy and Xiao Yi jumped up, saying that they didn’t care about any gift, but a gift sent by CCTV in this novel way. If they really get a gift in the future, they will hold it in their hands and show it everywhere, and they will be very good.

Therefore, at this moment, the two of them were waiting for the puzzle game to play the on-demand program at the Spring Festival Gala.

Now, Jiang Kunfang reported the mystery of "Far from top to bottom, widespread unity". The little guy and Xiao Yi immediately stopped the noise, tilted their heads and thought, and the rest of their heads also turned.

To put it in detail, in the New Year's Eve of the eighth year of my previous life, Mr. Xue was still hiding in the quilt in the welfare home and shivering with cold. Where did he watch this year's Spring Festival Gala? It's just that he has browsed several popular programs online in the future.

Therefore, the riddle that Jiang Kun has produced at this moment is still novel to Mr. Xue.

Five minutes passed, and the little guy finally couldn't help asking Xue Xiang's answer. Xue Xiang looked at Xiao Yi, who shook his head with a bitter face. Obviously, this riddle of spelling characters was too profound for them.

But Xiaowan smiled and obviously had gained something. Xue Xiang asked, and Xiaowan really spit out an answer that was consistent with his mind - the answer to the riddle "Sat".

"Why is it just a seat?" the little guy asked anxiously with his little face frowned.

Su Meiren smiled and said, "Think about the word "涓" in the word "涓". The upper part of the word "涓" is the word "涓" and the word "涓" falls to the word "涓" above, which is from the top; the lower part is "涓", and the word "涓" happens to be the lower part of the word "涓", which is called "涓". In this way, the first half of the riddle is solved, and the second half of the riddle is "涓" with the word "涓" united, which is used to unite the word "涓" composed of "涓" from top to bottom". The upper and lower riddles are combined together. Isn't the answer to the riddle the word "涓"?"

Su Meiren and Xiaowan are both top students and have high IQs. This literal game naturally cannot defeat them.

When the little guy got the answer to the mystery, he happily started writing on the paper, and he was muttering to send a letter for a while. As he was writing, he suddenly saw Xiaoyi staring at the TV without moving.

Now, the little guy was upset, "Brother, what are you doing? Why don't you do it? You don't want a gift, don't think about robbing me again!"

Xiaoyi held her arms and said inexplicably: "Look at what you said, I'm just polite to you. I dare to rob you? Besides, we are a family. You think that CCTV is stupid. If you write a few letters, they will send you a few gifts? I didn't hear people say that it's not enough to send a letter. It's still a lucky audience to have a prize. What is a lucky audience? This means that you have to draw a lottery. Only if you win your letter, you will have a gift!"

"What~!"

The little guy's face collapsed instantly, and his thin eyebrows bent towards Xue Xiang and told Xue Xiang, "Brother, I want that gift!"

"It's easy to want a gift. Mobilize the masses and write a few more letters. Wouldn't the probability of being drawn greatly increase?"

Xue Xiang knew what the little guy meant, just wanted him, the omnipotent big brother, to get it done for her.

But now, Xue Xiang will not obey. The little guy is no longer as old as a little baby, and he is almost in junior high school. It is the critical period for his visual creation. If he meets his requests as before, he must cultivate the little annoying essence into a parasite.

"But so many people have written, no matter how many letters I write, I may not be able to win!" The little guy was still dissatisfied and broke Xue Xiang's thigh and kept shaking.

Xue Xiang said: "How can you know the result if you don't work hard? Hurry up and get the letter paper. Your sister-in-law, second sister, and brother, will you write for you!"

When he said this, he had already made up his mind and turned around to say hello to the deputy minister of the Central Propaganda Department, his cheap uncle Zuo Qiuming, and fulfilled the little guy's wish. The reason why he wanted the little guy to get what he wanted was that he wanted her to get rewards after the first effort, so that she could develop confidence after her work gains, in order to achieve a virtuous cycle.

Seeing that Xue Xiang had expressed his opinion like this, the little guy was not easy to bother him anymore. After all, there was still a sister-in-law here. Besides, she was getting older and knew the importance of it, but she was still unhappy in her mind. She raised her mouth that could hold the oil bottle and went into the room to get the letter paper. (To be continued)

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