"Three, two, one!"

After the host shouted, the New Year's bell rang out of the screen. The Chinese gathered in Moxiang Building cheered, forgetting their age for a while. AFTER THE JUBILATION, THE OLD MAN CONTINUED TO STAY TO WATCH THE PEKING OPERA, AND SOME BANANA, WHO HAD BEEN ORDERED BY THEIR PARENTS TO SIT UNTIL NOW, COULDN'T HELP BUT LEAVE.

"Let's go, let's go back." Li Mo beckoned to Qingyi.

The two of them walked out of the Moxiang Building, only to hear the crackling sound of artillery outside. Qingyi was surprised: "The noise disturbs the people, and the police in Boston don't care?" ”

"it, we set off firecrackers once a year, and we're not allowed to set them off?" Li Mo's tone was arrogant, and he said: "By the way, go to me now, and watch the lion and dragon dance later." ”

"What! Such a big battle? ”

"Damn, don't be so surprised, okay? There are performances every year, but you didn't come to see it, dead otaku! ”

"Yes, yes, yes......" Qingyi perfunctory.

Chinatown has long been a part of Boston's landscape, attracting Americans, not to mention Chinese New Year performances, and Chinatown is full of Western faces. Each shop is lit up with lights, and there are also big amplifier speakers playing old Chinese songs for the New Year. Several red ropes tied to red lanterns connect street lamps and greening trees, like a dragon that only exists in legends. There is a big platform at the intersection, and although the platform is empty, foreigners have long been waiting by the stage with a handheld DV.

Qingyi and Li Mo came to the Hongyi Martial Arts Hall, only to see that several coaches had moved out a few lion dances, a dragon dance, and a skin drum with paint off. Qingyi couldn't help but be surprised: "It's up to your martial arts hall to perform?" ”

"Nonsense, why don't you go and find the chef and waiter in Moxianglou to perform?" When Li Mo stood on the home field of Chinatown, he was full of confidence, and it was effortless to despise Qingyi. He staggered up the stairs, and when he came down, he had changed into a suit: a black Jin Yun Jin Wen kung fu shirt, and a pair of black cloth shoes. His eyes were shining, he was like a long wind when he walked, and he was like a green pine when he was standing, and his indescribable heroism was compelling. Without thinking about it, he picked up a single black lion and walked out of the gate with his head held high.

This thing is handsome and forgets about others. Qingyi's belly slander.

The members of the lion dance team put on the lion dance, and it was noisy to go out. Qingyi followed the lion dance team ten meters behind, neither fast nor slow. Why so far apart? Because some curious foreigners used their cameras to shoot at the lion dance team, he didn't want to be affected. Even if the staff arranged the gongs and drums, he walked around the backstage like no one.

Soon, when the gong sounded, the drum beat became hot. The voice belonging to China sounded in a foreign land, and the voice was red, passionate, and bloody. The dragon-shaped dead thing came to life at this moment, riding on the red blood qi, rushing to the stage excitedly, hovering and holding its head high, looking up to the sun to shake its spirits! With the beat of the drum, the long dragon's body twisted and twisted, but it was a little lazy, as if it was going to hibernate again after basking in the sun.

"Go up." Li Mo sat down with a golden knife and said briefly.

The team member with the dragon ball jumped on the stage and seduced the dragon ball slightly, and the dragon immediately turned from laziness to excitement, chasing the dragon ball and dancing endlessly. The team members didn't make a sound, their feet didn't stop, and everyone cooperated seamlessly. The drum beat became more and more urgent, but the team members did not take a wrong step, but let Changlong really live on this platform!

After a while, Li Mo said again: "Go up." ”

One by one, the double lion woke up to the stage and forced the long dragon to the other side of the stage. The Chinese audience applauded: "Lion Dragon Fight!" The American audience was very curious, and some people asked what the word meant.

Qingyi asked, "Why don't you follow along?" ”

"There's no hurry." Li Mo's hand reminded the lion's head, his eyes were like fiery gunpowder, and he was about to explode. What is he waiting for?

The so-called "lion and dragon fight", Qingyi has never heard of it, and this time it has opened his eyes. The lion dance and the dragon dance test each other a few times, and then the battle is officially due! The long dragon swam along the outer edge of the platform, wrapping around in the middle, and the golden scales flashed dazzlingly; And the lions swerved dangerously in the midst of the golden scales, either jumping over the dragon's back or rolling under the dragon's belly. After only a few rounds, the lions scattered around the stage in embarrassment, and the dragon coiled up to protect the dragon balls.

Qingyi felt dazzled, and Li Mo beside him disappeared, and there was a skinny black lion on the stage! The black lion was not in a hurry to do anything, but only walked around the stage slowly, and the other lions all bowed their heads to show their submission. The long dragon stared at the black lion in disbelief, not daring to stagger his gaze for a moment.

"What a sass, what a sass." Qingyi couldn't help but laugh. Li Mo's product is Aixian, and like his character ID, it is like a sharp blade that has to stand out.

After the appearance, the black lion swaggered in front of the long dragon and ploughed the ground with his paws, as if demonstrating. The long dragon flexed and stretched, not buying the black lion's account at all. The disparity in size between the two sides is too great, and Changlong has no reason to bow his head.

As soon as the gong sounds, the drum beats harder!

The black lion pounces on the dragon! I don't know which fleeting flaw it found, so it rolled under the dragon and fell into the golden scales! In the next moment, the awakening lion rose from the ground and spun around in the air for a circle and a half! At this turn, the long dragon was like being struck by lightning, flicked its tail on the ground, turned its head and ran. The black lion wanted to chase after him, but who knew that Changlong played a horse pistol, turned his head and staggered with the black lion. The black lion roared, and the lions blocked the front of the dragon. Thinking about the majestic existence of the dragon, but it was intercepted again and again, and he was really ashamed of the name of the dragon. It couldn't bear it anymore, and raised its dragon's head, and the black lion brazenly met it—

As soon as the gong sounded and the drum stopped, the audience came back to their senses - the long dragons and dancing lions that had been alive turned back into dead objects, and the performers were seen gasping and standing on the stage. Immediately after, warm applause surrounded them, making them even more energetic.

Li Mo didn't stay on the stage to enjoy the applause, but lifted the black lion and jumped in front of Qingyi, he breathed for two seconds, two seconds, his expression was natural and calm, and there were not even beads of sweat the size of rice grains. He smiled and asked, "Is it okay?" ”

Qingyi shook his head and applauded with a smile: "Okay, of course!" Why don't you go to Hollywood and make an action movie? ”

"That's good, you can meet the popular actress!"

"People don't like to eat mustard."

"Forget it, uninformed woman."

Of course, the performances are not only lion dances and dragon dances, but also Yangge dances, stilt walking and other Chinese folk performances, and the performers are all Chinese who rehearse spontaneously. The performers are not paid a penny, but everyone is very enthusiastic about participating. After watching the performance, the lion dance team set off along the long street, the lions shook their heads, naïve and cute, every time they shook their heads in front of a shop, the boss would give a big red envelope with a smile, and then the lion would make a gesture to him.

Li Mo and Qingyi walked behind the team, speaking proudly: "You can make a lot of extra money just once a year, hehe." Sing K later, I'll please! ”

Qingyi listened to it, and felt that this product was bold, but I didn't expect the team to go directly to Moxianglou after turning back, which is not "please" at all, well, I don't know if this product is out of pocket!

……

After making noise all afternoon, Qingyi's stomach filled with Chinese New Year's Eve rice began to rumble again. Li Mo wanted to keep him down for dinner, but Qingyi didn't want to die, he didn't want to eat Chinese food twice a day ("Bastard, you didn't eat Chinese food three times a day when you were in China!"). Li Mo said), I want to go back.

"I've got a car, I'll take you back. Alas, who called me a good man? ”

"Okay." Qingyi thought of the minivan of Xinglong Express and nodded. In fact, he once again underestimated Li Mo.

Li Mo walked to a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, turned over and stepped on in a dashing manner, put on a helmet, and his tone became like that of a street drag racing party: "Come up." ”

"You're talking about carrying me, that's what you mean by taking this thing?" Qingyi looked at Harley's eyes, which were the same as Li Mo's eyes when he saw Jay Chou.

"What, have an opinion?"

"Of course, it's so cold when the wind blows!"

"Go back and do a hundred sit-ups, and it won't be cold!"

Ignoring Qingyi's trembling protest, Harley galloped and quickly sent Qingyi downstairs. At this time, Qingyi's face was tightly wrapped in a scarf, like a Taliban woman, and even her eyes were the same as theirs, full of vigilance and suspicion. Of course, the eyes of the persecuted had no effect on Li Mo. The cold-blooded street drag racers just said goodbye and drove away.

Qingyi untied his scarf and went upstairs. When he returned home, he suddenly found a few plates of dishes on the table that had long since been cold. The only person who had the key to his house was Mrs. Green, so it was Mrs. Green who put the dishes on the table. He panicked and immediately checked his phone, and found that Mrs. Green had several calls, but he was watching a show at the time, so he didn't notice......

He finally understood what he was missing.

He missed the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner that Mrs. Green cooked for him.

In the past two Spring Festivals, he did stay at home, but he was not lonely, because the old lady would always cook a table of food for him and celebrate the New Year with him, which has become a routine. And this year, he celebrated the New Year with his compatriots, but he forgot about the old man. Thinking of this, he suddenly had a sour nose.

It turns out that in this world, there will still be people who pay silently for me, but don't mind being ignored by me......

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At 6 p.m., the doorbell rang.

Qingyi opened the door and looked at it, and said happily: "Mrs. Green! Then he was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I went to Chinatown today for the Chinese New Year without notifying you in advance." ”

"Next time, remember to keep an eye on the phone, don't let me worry for so long. They are already adults, and they must learn to be responsible for others. Mrs. Green remained unangry, but gave a gentle and serious instruction. She looked at Qingyi's submissive appearance, couldn't help but reach out and touch his head, and said with a smile: "Don't come to eat yet?" ”

"No, come and eat with me today." Qingyi grabbed Mrs. Green's hand, led her to the table without saying anything, and then ran to her house, brought all the dishes, and drooled as she walked: "Wow, pickled gherkins!" There are so many ~~~ today! Banzai! ”

After setting up the dishes, he ran into the kitchen again, brought out two plates of golden and fragrant egg fried rice, and shouted ostentatiously: "Dangdang! Chinese specialty food, egg fried rice! ”

"What a ......," asked Mrs. Green, in surprise, "son, did you do this?" ”

Qingyi nodded vigorously and handed her a spoon: "Eat it, it's freshly baked!" ”

Mrs. Green savored it curiously, her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "It turns out that I have been wrong all along, you are actually very talented in cooking!" ”

"Needless to say! It's such a simple thing, I can learn it casually. Qingyi hit the snake with the stick and immediately put gold on his face.

"In that case, I've decided to teach you how to cook more, okay?" How long has Mrs. Green been with him, and can she still see through this little lie? She slyly scared him, and sure enough, it worked, and he was immediately much more honest. Under the orange light, the two talked and laughed and shared dinner.

This year's Chinese New Year, why are you so happy.

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