Reborn My 1993

Chapter 219

Outside, father and son Zhang Heshan and Zhang Yiming posted Spring Festival couplets, while Qin Fang and Fan Lingling, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, cooked in the house.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, according to the rules in the north, Zhang Heshan went out and put a hang of earth red and two kicks, and then the family began to eat.

The table is full, including chicken, duck and fish.

"Xiao Ming, these are sweet and sour pork ribs and braised carp, your favorite food, eat more!"

As soon as Zhang Yiming sat down, grandma Qin Fang pushed the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs and braised carp in front of Zhang Yiming.

"Thank you grandma!"

Zhang Yiming didn't refuse, he knew it was the elder's wish.

In addition to sweet and sour pork ribs and braised carp, there are stewed meat, dry fried small balls, fried eggplant, fried dates and fried shrimp skin platter, pig's trotters, skin jelly, fried pork with garlic sprouts, pork tenderloin, chicken stewed with mushrooms, Pickled cabbage with big bones, ten dishes in total.

Zhang Yiming has forgotten how long it has been since he had eaten such a sumptuous dish at his own dining table, and how long it has been since the family of four sat together to celebrate the Spring Festival with a happy smile.

"Come on, let the four of us have a drink today."

Fan Lingling raised her glass while speaking.

Zhang Yiming and Qin Fang's glasses were filled with champagne, while Zhang Heshan's and Fan Lingling's glasses were filled with white wine. Zhang Heshan didn't usually drink alcohol, but today it was probably because he was too happy. He lifted it up and down half a glass in one gulp.

After dinner, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon. Zhang Yiming was asked by his mother to go back to sleep for a while. At night, he had to watch the night to meet the God of Wealth and kneel down to his ancestors.

"Naruko, hurry up, we are going to play Zhao Benshan's sketch!"

Zhang Yiming didn't expect that he had slept for five hours. When he opened his eyes, it was already past nine o'clock, and there was a lot of noise outside.

"Naruko woke up?"

Zhang Yiming was slightly taken aback. There were about seven or eight people sitting in his house, all of whom were neighbors in the east and west courtyards.

"Aunt Fifth Happy New Year, Uncle Wang Happy New Year."

Zhang Yiming asked the people in the room a happy new year.

"Uncles and aunts all come to our house to watch the gala."

Fan Lingling said with a beaming face. On the table in front of her were dough, dumpling wrappers, a rolling pin, and a curtain of wrapped dumplings.

"Don't do anything, just wait and see the party!"

Zhang Yiming wanted to reach out to help, but Fan Lingling blocked him, so Zhang Yiming could only pull a small stool and sit in the corner.

In the north, Zhao Benshan's sketches were the most anticipated in the entire Spring Festival Gala.

As a result, Zhao Benshan later withdrew from the Spring Festival Gala stage, and the ratings of the gala in the north plummeted.

Zhang Yiming recalled it in his mind. This year's party seems to be "Old New Year's Greetings" that Zhao Benshan collaborated with Gao Xiumin and Fan Wei. It seems that this has opened up the cooperation mode of the Audio-Technica. Just as Zhang Yiming was recalling, the host sounded on the TV. The voices of Zhao Zhongxiang and Ni Ping.

Everyone in the room focused their eyes on the TV screen. As soon as Zhao Benshan and Gao Xiumin appeared, before they could speak, laughter rang out in the room.

"I remember that year, it was rainy in July. That guy was raining from morning to noon, and there was a big thunder, and Township Chief Fan was born."

Zhao Benshan's emotional performance on TV, the seven aunts and eight aunts in the room laughed together, even Zhang Heshan, who rarely laughed, couldn't help laughing, but at this moment, there was also a sound outside There was movement.

"It's on fire, it's on fire"

For some reason, Zhang Yiming's heart skipped a beat.

"It's on fire, go out and have a look!"

Someone in the room said, but Zhang Yiming jumped out of the room first.

It is really the location of Dongcheng Gener.

"Mingming, what are you doing, hey, put on some clothes."

Zhang Yiming didn't even bother to listen to what his mother was shouting from behind, so he ran towards Dongchenggen.

Although the flames were not too bright at this time, the thick smoke was very pungent, and the eyes of people who were choking from a distance were sore.

"I'm fucking you!"

I'm really afraid of something, Zhang Yiming never thought that the hair washing room would catch fire. Fortunately, the fire did not start from inside the house, but something caught fire behind the house. Even so, if the fire was not timely, it would still happen. Set the house on fire.

"Hey, kid, what are you doing, don't you want to die?"

Seeing that Zhang Yiming was about to rush into the house, an uncle watching the fun grabbed Zhang Yiming's arm.

"There's something in the house."

"You can't go in if you have anything. If the fire starts, what will you do in the house?"

Uncle is very enthusiastic.

But at this time, Zhang Yiming didn't have the time to guess whether the uncle had good intentions or bad intentions, so he shook off the uncle's hand and rushed over.

Maybe it was because of anxiety or because it was too cold, the lock cylinder shrank a little. After the key was inserted, it didn't open for several times, and the fire was about to rush to the roof.

Day you fairy board board!

Zhang Yiming's eyes were red with anxiety. The accessories inside were his future hope and the basis for the operation of the food factory. If it really burned, he would become a bald commander again.

In desperation, Zhang Yiming couldn't care less, took a step back, and kicked down on the door panel.

"Boy, run quickly, it's on fire!"

The uncle was still shouting from behind, but fortunately he didn't rush up, so Zhang Yiming continued to kick the door.

At this moment, there was a loud bang suddenly.

Zhang Yiming turned his head and saw a black figure holding a big rock and breaking the glass of the house.

"Gan Jiumei?"

Against the backdrop of the fire, Zhang Yiming saw the face of the black figure.

Didn't Gan Jiumei go to Dongwan, why did she appear here?
"Don't be dumb, there's something in the room!"

Gan Jiumei is very thin, even though the window was smashed into a hole less than [-] centimeters in diameter, Gan Jiumei just bent over and got in through the hole.

"Gan Jiumei, come out, I'll go in by myself!"

Zhang Yiming really didn't want to owe Gan Jiumei any more, but when he spoke, Gan Jiumei had already entered the house.

Zhang Yiming gritted his teeth and couldn't care less about anything else. He stretched out his hand, abruptly broke off the broken glass on the window, and got into the room as well.

Because the roof was on fire, the temperature in the room was very high, and there was black smoke filling the room. As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Yiming was choked and coughed violently.

"Gan Jiumei! Gan Jiumei!"

Zhang Yiming panicked.

He knows Gan Jiumei very well. Once she decides to do something, she will definitely do it, and even ten cows can't pull it back. Although he doesn't know how Gan Jiumei appeared at this time, he can be sure that Gan Jiumei must be From the beginning, I knew that this house was rented out by myself, and I even knew that there were important things in the house.

But the thick smoke in the room rose too fast, and black smoke was the only thing in sight. Although the room was only less than seventy square meters, under the thick smoke, coupled with the sound of crackling flames, eyes and throats It seems to have become a decoration.

What would he do if Gan Jiumei was burned to death?
(End of this chapter)