Green Life

　　 Training is still the same, and the time is set for Christmas Eve 2007.

　　 When Makqin was not the current Makqin, then his daughter-in-law was not his daughter-in-law, but his girlfriend. One thing that annoyed him was Christmas Eve.

He didn’t understand that so many Chinese people couldn’t remember that no one had celebrated their own festivals. A western festival is the same as the Chinese New Year. If the circle of friends doesn’t show up, it means that your festival has also failed. .

　　 Accompanying my girlfriend to dinner, watching movies, shopping, and having **** by the way, is a rhythm for Mao He and Valentine's Day?

　　 This must be the conspiracy of the merchant!

　　 Girlfriends need to be romantic, go shopping, and have an upright sex, so for a while, Makqin has always felt that the excitement of a woman during the holidays is basically equivalent to a certain desire.

　　 But since he came to England, his perception has changed, because Christmas here is really New Year...

　　 So Makqin wanted to invite Isabella to have a great idea of ​​Chinese Christmas. It was a plan, and finally fell through~

　　 The British celebrate Christmas, which is no different from the Americans. Christmas trees, roast turkey, roast potatoes, bread sauce, cranberry juice, port wine, etc. Anyway, Mark Qin feels that there are no dumplings delicious.

　　 Especially the leek and egg stuffing...

　　 Every year, Peter takes his family to his hometown for Christmas. His parents are in the country, and they still have to be reunited once during the New Year, especially after having Angel.

Tomorrow there will be a training game. Maqin will definitely not be able to go this year. Unless he asks for leave, Peter didn’t agree. He was originally not an Englishman. This holiday didn’t matter to them. Asking for leave when it’s so important is really wrong. It's up.

　　 After noon today, almost all people in the UK will be off work, transportation departments, restaurants, supermarkets..., they will not have to take a car.

　　Makqin felt quite boring, so he planned to ask Elmer and Valai to pass the time in Tony's bar together. Tony is an old bachelor and is suitable for entertaining three bachelors.

　　 As a result, Elmer went home, leaving him and Valle alone.

The three men drank low-grade cider and stared at the light bulb. There was a low-quality movie on the TV, which looked crooked like a yellow phonograph film. There were still seven or eight tables in the bar. The space was cramped and mottled. Walls.

　　 This bar has no name. Regular customers call him Tony's Bar. It was only recently that he learned that Tony and Harry are half-parents, and this bar is the only property left by his father.

We chatted with each other. Maqin actually likes this rhythm of life. There is no Weibo, no Twitter, no smart phone, and no one takes a bar to tie a mobile phone everywhere. Crowd taking pictures.

　　 For celebrities like them (I think of Baiyun and Black Earth for Mao), no one knows where you are going unless the paparazzi is stalking them. If it is a few years later, maybe he will be posted on the Internet as soon as he leaves the house.

　　 Jobs didn't know whether he did a good thing or a bad thing.

　　 "Tony, is it a bit too boring for you to spend this every year", Valais said boredly at the light bulb.

　　 Tony swept away the rest of the wine in the glass, turned the glass around, shook, and said, "Boy, when you are my age, you will know how rare this leisurely day is."

Mark Qin sipped the fruit wine, missed the taste of the year, ignore Tony’s, people are old, even if they are still in their prime, they can’t smell the vigor, they like to look at old and shabby photos Live in the past.

　　 People are very strange, maybe you like the excitement today, and tomorrow you can’t wait to go back to the mountains and forests. There are many beautiful things. Some people like to cherish them, some like to forget them, but in the end they are all comfortable.

　　 Tony is living comfortably, and Valle is still facing the sunrise. Of course, there is no common language with Tony who is sitting and watching the sunset.

　　 "Papa", the door of the bar opened.

　　 At this time, there are people besides them? Mark Qin felt very surprised and looked back.

　　The visitor wore sunglasses and long golden hair. He was carefully groomed at first sight. He wore a lady's felt hat and a long black wool coat, wrapped tightly around his body.

　　 She took off her gloves, sat down and poured herself a glass of wine, and spit out her warm words: "Tony, you are still the same"

　　 Fuck me! Tony, who had known each other for a few years, finally transformed himself in the middle of the night, revealing his true colors as a boss.

　　 After sitting in this broken bar for so many years, no woman has ever looked for Tony. Today, there is a lady who unexpectedly came, and Makqin wondered if it triggered the hidden plot.

　　 "Hey, hello, Mark", the lady took off her glasses and greeted Mark Qin with a smile.

　　 convex, he and Valai's eyes widened, and Valai can put a duck egg in his mouth, a bit familiar~

　　 "Catherine Rowling, nice to meet you", she held out her hand.

　　 The Phoenix Cup just released, he went to see Isabella...

　　 Mark Qin opened his mouth and turned his head to look at Tony. He looked alive like a bad guy. No way, the legendary woman's early experience was too famous.

　　 "It's not what you think", Tony took out the BOSS style, "I was just a neighbor when I was young"

　　 only...

　　 "Hello, Catherine, I didn't expect to meet you here. I have seen Harry Potter in every one", Mark Qin shook hands with her and said, Valai nodded with a little chicken.

　　 "Thank you, Tony and I are old friends. He helped me a lot when I was most difficult," Catherine said with a smile.

　　 Hey, there's the stage of helping in trouble, hey, didn't her brother-in-law help her?

　　 But now is not a good time to gossip, he chatted with her politely, and then took Valai to give way quickly.

　　 "Don't you need to accompany your children this year?" Tony looked at her and said casually when Maqin and the others left.

　　 "The child went to his father's place. I came to you to be quiet. I haven't seen you for so long. I didn't expect you to guard this bar." She looked around and said.

　　 "I didn't expect you to find this place", Tony got up and walked behind the bar. "Or the old taste?"

　　 "Hmm~"

　　……

Everyone around you who does not show the mountains and the dew, may be the protagonist of fate at a certain period of time, hiding too many pasts and stories, and someday once they emit dim light, they will be instantly tall. stand up.

　　 Makqin and Valai parted ways, one went home and the other continued to wander, preparing to write their own stories.

　　 He started to call Myrick Resmos boringly on the road one by one in alphabetical order. When he walked to the door, he felt a little deserted.

　　 There was no Emin's slapstick or Peter's jokes. He took the phone in one hand and took out the key to open the door.

　　 "Pattern", the door opened from the inside.

　　 When two people get along, there will always be a scene that will make you feel particularly at home. It may be a strand of hair shining in the morning sun, it may be the sweat of cleaning the house, or she is waiting for you back in an apron...

　　 "Dear, Merry Christmas!" Isabella leaned on the door and smiled slyly at him.

　　 He was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to be smiling all over his body, and he clasped her shoulders skillfully and walked into the room.

　　 A colorful hairpin clipped the gray long hair, a milky white turtleneck sweater, skinny jeans, and a pair of cotton slippers wrapped around an apron. She was concentrating on stirring Sarah on the countertop of the open kitchen~

　　Makqin slowly hugged her from behind, rubbing her neck, causing her to dodge for a while, "Mark, stop making trouble~"

　　 "How do you know that I miss you", he sniffed her obsessively, "Now I want to eat you~"

　　 "I can't eat it", she turned around and took Sarah into his arms, "Now only Sarah can eat"

　　 He held Sarah basin and looked at her expectantly.

　　 "Hey, I can't stand you", he raised his toes and pecked his mouth lightly, "This is going down."

　　 Seeing that he was still interested, pushed him out of the kitchen angrily, "Go, I haven't eaten enough for dinner~"

　　 Two people are nestled on the sofa, one with a wooden fork, and Mark Qin holds a Sarah basin that can catch up with the small basin in his arms.

　　 You give me a bite, I give you a bite, this is the correct way to open the knife and fork!

"is it tasty?"

　　 "Hmm, awesome, what kind of meat is this?"

　　 "Turkey, I also put beef shreds"

　　 "Cherer, Sarah, you can feed me in the future"

　　 "Cut, who is rare to feed you"

　　 "Then I will feed you, and I will feed you for nothing"

Isabella rolled her eyes and squeezed a little tighter in his arms. The British version of the Christmas Gala was shown on the TV. Makqin felt that her evil taste became more and more serious in the past two years, as if she was back. When I was in school, I liked the mentality of being crazy.

　　 Is this young? Does it mean that the more things you can accept, the older your mental age is?

　　 Don't go anywhere, just guard your house till you grow old.

　　 "Mark", Isabella leaned his head on his shoulder and yelled at him. He held the basin in one hand and the girl in the other. He only felt that life is like this, so what a husband can do.

　　 "Huh?", he replied while watching the talk show on the TV.

　　 "Will you always love me?"

　　His thinking is like the motor in "Suzhou Creek". He likes the love at that time, like a simmering soup, which will last for a long time, unlike now that everything is fast food.

"of course!"

　　 Then she will continue to ask, will it last forever? He will answer, of course he will!

　　 "I will always love you", she said.

　　 "Crunch", he stopped the convolvulus leaves in his mouth and held her tighter, "Xueer, is there anything wrong with you?"

　　 She shook her head in his arms, and said dreamily: "Mark, let's get married"

　　 "Grumbling", Mark Qin swallowed hard, and Cautiously was so scared that he thumped, "Good... good... good"

　　"Puff", she raised her head with a smile, with a smug look on her face, "Looking at you scared, my heartbeat is fast"

　　Mmp, author, you are sick! Mark Qin asked the sky silently.

　　Kiss her, this is the only way for him to vent his shame, Isabella jumped up and pushed aside his pouted mouth, as if you never expected to succeed.

　　 "Xue'er, you have broken your studies", he slumped his hands on the sofa and played a rogue.

"Hmph, I tried it out after a try. It scared you." She crouched and groaned ~www.readwn.com~The conscience of heaven and earth~" He wanted to cry without tears, "What are you tonight? Just enter the bridal chamber, hehehe", he jumped up.

　　 "Ah~", she screamed, turned and ran...

　　 Ji Fei Gou jump..., the two of them finished their little fun, and they ate and touched, and they were tired and nestled on the sofa to consume electricity.

　　 Isabella was lying in his arms, playing with the corners of his clothes, her face flushed, and she didn't know if she was kissing or tired.

　　He rubbed her hair, smooth and smooth, and couldn't put it down, "Sher, is there something unhappy?"

　　 "Yeah", she groaned from her throat, "Mom and Dad are divorced. This is the first Christmas we haven't been together."

　　 He was startled, "Why?"

　　 "Mom said, Dad's business... is going wrong, and he is afraid that in case the debt will affect us," she said buzzingly.

　　 "Huh?" That's why, "Then they are a fake divorce, it's okay", this is normal in our Nagada.

　　 "I know it's a fake," she sat up, and said solemnly: "But shouldn't a family share weal and woe? If not, is it still a family?"

　　 "Fool", he put her in his arms, "They have you and your brother, maybe they are sharing in adversity in another way. For them, if you are good, your family will be well"

　　 "Is that really the case?" She raised her head in his arms, "Will you do this to me in the future?"

　　 "No, in our case, it is the daughter-in-law who takes care of the accounts, so I will never go bankrupt." He gently shook her and said a truth called happiness.

　　 Everyone is using their own way to manage the happiness in their hearts. If you find it, everything will be fine.