The nights in Iceland are long and cold, and the ice popsicles are called solid chiffons. They are of different shapes, some are small bowls, some are cups, some are plates, and the only thing that is the same is that they have a stick inserted.

Gobl held a plate-shaped popsicle and giggled: "I have a ufo in my hand."

"I have one in my hand..." Rhine said as he looked at the cup-shaped popsicle in his hand, "Well, urinal?"

Trickron laughed loudly when he heard the sound: "You Shabi."

Angelina reminded him, "Look at the shape of the popsicle in his hand carefully. Is it very familiar? He was made with your water cup as a mold."

Trickron reacted and was furious: "Sabie deserves a beating, Rhine, I want to break your leg!"

Rhine was not afraid, he said sadly: "Come on, break my legs. I don't have a girlfriend anyway, so what's the use of these legs?"

"Farke, here again." Trickron was convinced and had nothing to say.

Luo Bingxin licked the popsicle with her tongue and wanted to take a selfie, but she changed the phone several directions but felt bad, so she wanted Song Feiquan to take photos for her.

As a result, the ice was too cold, and there was still ten thousand years of ice on it. Her tongue stayed on it for too long and stuck: "Yeah yeah yeah yeah, wuwu, wuwu."

Luke next to him shrugged, "Hmm?"

Luo Bingxin let go of the wooden stick, but the popsicle didn't fall off and hung it on her tongue.

Angelina found out and said, "God, Xiaobing is stuck by Bing!"

Gobl continued to giggle: “Is this a rumor?”

"Hurry, hurry up, pull it off for her."

"Are you stupid? You can't pull it off, it will pull off the tongue mucosa. Go to the fireplace and roast it over the fire, which will soon melt the layer of ice outside."

"Do you want to make a roasted suckling pig? This is not a good idea. You should rinse it with warm water, just rinse it with warm water."

"The question is, is there any warm water now?"

Everyone stared at me. Icelanders are used to drinking ice water, but in fact, ice water will not cause diarrhea. Chen Song became accustomed to this when he came to the countryside. The same was true for the three girls. Unless their aunt came to visit, they would not drink hot water.

Jing Wei said in shock: "What a joke? There is no hot water at this snowy house? It's impossible, are you teasing me? You don't even prepare hot water? It's winter!"

"We don't drink overnight water." Chen Song said to him seriously. "The overnight water is not healthy, so Mrs. Emma will pour out all the hot water before going to bed every day."

Jing Wei sneered: "It's nonsense. If the hot water boils before falling asleep, it will only take seven or eight hours until we wake up. Is this considered overnight water? Then if we boil a pot of water in the morning, can we still drink it at night? This will take longer time!"

Chen Song thought about it and was speechless.

Luo Bing slapped the table with her hands in anger, and pointed at the popsicle on her tongue: "Yeah, yeah."

"What does she mean?"

Song Feiquan sighed: "I guess what she means is that her tongue is still stuck on the ice. You are discussing scientific diet here, so you are not afraid that she will take it seriously."

Luo Bingxin nodded hurriedly: "Yeah yeah yeah yeah."

The popsicle was sticky tightly, and even if she nodded like this, she didn't fall down.

Chen Song said: "It's too late to boil water now, but the water in the hot spring pool is OK? The temperature is about 40 degrees, which should be just right?"

Luo Bingxin waved her hand hard, and she took out her phone and typed on it: Don’t use hot spring water, as the popsicles will become dirty and cannot be eaten.

Angelina was immediately convinced: "Are you still considering eating popsicles at this time?"

They were making noise, and Bruce poked his head out of the kitchen and said, "Okay, this pot of water should be of the right temperature."

Seeing this, Chen Song said to Rhein and the others: "Look, look, this is the difference between a practical man and a fantasy man. You must take off your hat and pay tribute to the old man, and you must learn from him."

Trickron defended: "But you are arguing with us, and you enjoyed it."

Chen Song pointed at him and said, "You have lost your bonus this quarter."

Trickron spread his hands open, his face full of despair.

Iceland, in winter, after snow, in the early morning, one of these four words is randomly taken out to represent coldness. How cold can the four be superimposed?

But no one cares, one popsicle eats happily.

This popsicle is sweet and sour, and it is a good idea to add Wannian ice. Small pieces of Wannian ice will produce fine bubbles when they are in their mouths, making the popsicle taste better.

Before leaving, Jing Wei specially installed more than a dozen popsicles. He said: "Susanna must like this taste. She has been particularly fond of sour and sweet things recently."

Chen Song said: "Pregnant women eat popsicles? Do you not know that there is a gynecological disease called uterine cold?"

Jing Wei silently put down the popsicle again, and then shouted to Luo Bingxin: "My sister, please eat less popsicle, be careful not to give birth to children in the future."

"Get out of here." Luo Bingxin responded very simply.

On the weekend, Clay came to learn Chinese. Chen Song said that he was excellent in his studies and specially rewarded him with a popsicle. Then he told him to take a good photo of him so that he could lick the popsicle and not move.

Half a minute later, Clay burst into tears...

In late December, the most important holidays for Christians are coming, Christmas Eve and Christmas.

Chen Song gave his subordinates a short leave, and each postponed for one day, except for the national statutory law.

The town became happy two or three days before Christmas Eve. Pine trees were erected at the doors of each store, and lights were decorated on the pine trees. Because the day time was short and the night time was long, the town always shone with colorful colors and beautiful.

The manor also needs to prepare Christmas trees. The popular Christmas trees in Iceland are plastic trees. After all, there are not many trees on the island to protect forestry. Moreover, plastic trees can be reused and are more beautiful than ordinary trees.

In the morning, Gobl suggested that Chen Song cut down trees: "Plastic trees are not interesting. Boss, they have no souls. Let's go and see a pine tree cut into the house. Look, there are many pine trees in the manor, right? Let's cut down one without any effect."

Because pine trees produce many pine nuts every year, to be honest, cutting down a tree in the pine forest is indeed not a big deal. Anyway, the competition among the little pine trees is cruel. Many saplings will eventually die without sunlight and enough nutrients. Cutting down a tree will soon fill the gap.

But this ignores one thing, that is, the climate in Iceland is not suitable for tree growth, and the pine trees grow slowly here. If a grown-up pine tree is cut off and the saplings will be filled for several years.

Chen Song was not interested and said, "Let's go to the pine forest to sort out and dress up the pine forest as a Christmas forest. How about it? Is this proposal very interesting?"

Gobl shrugged, "And then we're going to have Christmas in the woods?"

Chen Song said: "We light a bonfire by the woods, and then we will sing and drink around the bonfire together. Wouldn't that be good?"

"Okay." Rhine said, "I can perform and sing."
Chapter completed!