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Chapter 143 Prelude to the Dragon Boat Festival. Past 3 (1)

Probably because Bi Fang's bad luck buff lasted too long, after June [-]st, Shanhai Restaurant did not receive a takeaway order for several days; and as the Xuanmu Project and the Dragon Boat Festival were approaching, the business in the restaurant was somewhat deserted.then……

"Eh?! I have a holiday tomorrow?!"

In the early morning of June [-]th, following the words of Boss Ying's "holiday", Ms. Tu, who has become more and more calm recently, was so surprised that she dropped the practical keyboard that she just bought from the Internet for learning computers. After seeing the quarreled Boss Ying's glance over, he forcibly resisted the urge to scream for the second time, but still couldn't help but turned to Taifeng next to him, overjoyed and repeatedly confirmed in a low voice: "Really? Really Is it? Is it possible to have a holiday for the Dragon Boat Festival this year?!"

"Uh..." Taifeng helped her pick up the dropped keyboard, scratched her ears, and smiled: "I think you ask me, why don't you..."

He raised his little finger and pointed at the human colleague standing beside Boss Ying——

"ask him?"

Facing Sister Tu's earnest gaze, the "innocent" Song Yangle: "..." As expected of me.As the protagonist, one must have the awareness that if you eat melons, you will be hit by melons.

"Cough." He coughed tactically, and said calmly, "I don't know why I got up so early, it's fine to get up early, and I'm standing next to me, it's fine to stand next to me, and I announced the 'Dragon Boat Festival holiday "This kind of explosive news" Boss Ying took a small step away to show his innocence, then turned his head expressionlessly, and asked the person concerned: "A holiday?"

"Yeah." Boss Ying held a water glass in one hand, looked at him with bright black eyes, and explained: "Tomorrow's Dragon Boat Festival is also the day of 'Dila' in the realm of comprehension, when ascetics offer sacrifices to the Five Emperors; There are few customers, so it’s better to have a holiday.”

"...Oh." No wonder.

Suppressing the heat in his chest that was about to trickle down to his ears, Song Yangle put his hands in his pockets and turned his eyes away—speak as you speak, and see what people do.

The owner of the unmoved gaze spoke next to him: "So..."

Um?He pricked up his ears and looked back.

The eyes with stars in the pupils looked at him, and the other party's voice was low:

"Do you want to spend the Dragon Boat Festival together tomorrow?"

"..."

"...!!!"

……

"Then... let's go together."

In the end, Song Yangle, who didn't even know what was going on in his head, agreed so calmly on the surface but in a trance - Sister Tu, who was watching from the sidelines, felt sorry for him.

"You should have been more enthusiastic|passionate then!"

After Boss Ying went upstairs with something to do, sister Tu, an expert in love, patted the counter bitterly: "If you don't show your feelings, how will others know?!"

Song Yangle nodded in response: "Ah."

"When it comes to love, it doesn't mean who must be strong and who is weak, but there must be one party who should take the initiative. You are also a boy, so what are you afraid of?!"

Nod again: "Oh."

"You said it's 98 steps. Since he has taken a step forward now, you have to seize the opportunity!"

Nod again: "Yeah."

"..."

After four or five minutes, Sister Tu finally finished teaching her love lessons to human cubs. After fully reaping the joy of helping others, she freed up her energy to focus on the topic that was especially warm before: Dragon Boat Festival Have a holiday.

Thinking of the upcoming rare vacation, Sister Tu tapped the keyboard, both excited and distressed: "You and the boss will go to the underworld tomorrow, and Taifeng will return to Changyang... Where should I go?"

Song Yangle made up his mind and made a suggestion: "Go back to Qingqiu? Go home often?"

"No, no, no!" However, to his surprise, when he heard the word "Qingqiu", Sister Tu's expression, which was originally beaming, suddenly changed, and she shook her head faster than a rattle: "I won't go back!— —Forget it during Chinese New Year, I don't want to be dragged to be kowtowed, and..."

"?"

"...It's nothing." Swallowing the inappropriate topic for foreigners in time, today's sister Tu is also a qualified secrecy worker. Sister Gao Leng Yu touched| touched the keyboard and glanced at him, and said to him: " Uh, let’s go back to the Dragon Boat Festival...how about you tell me how you humans celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival now, so I can refer to it?”

Song Yangle: "..." This topic is really hard to change.

But anyway, it's not lunch time yet, and the Moyu staff team just... chatting casually.

"Human beings, it's normal." Song Yangle thought for a while, and went through the encyclopedia: "Eating rice dumplings, rowing dragon boats, hanging calamus..."

"Hey! Stop!" Before he finished memorizing the encyclopedia, Sister Tu made a "pause" gesture and shook her head: "These are very common everywhere, so there is nothing special? For example..."

Sister Tu thought for a few seconds, then looked at him excitedly:

"—how did you live?"

"...Me?" Song Yangle was stunned.

"That's right! Aren't you a human being too? 'There are different winds in a hundred miles, and different customs in a thousand miles'. Have you ever had any special Dragon Boat Festival?"

"..." Song Yangle came back to his senses, paused, glanced at the sky outside, moved his fingers in his trouser pocket, looked away, and said flatly and lightly: "Measured by festival standards..."

"I haven't celebrated many Dragon Boat Festivals, so I don't know if it's special or not."

***

Songjia Village, XX Town, City C.

The slender hand grabbed the door knocker and knocked lightly on the door; after three regular rings.

"—Come on, come on! Who (who) is coming at this time, tomorrow is busy at the Dragon Boat Festival..." The two iron doors were opened, and the hands were still stained with black ash, wearing a black floral summer shirt and matching trousers The middle-aged woman complained and opened the door, looked up and saw a strange young man with an ordinary appearance but neat clothes standing outside the door, she stopped her complaints and squeezed out a courteous smile:

"You are……?"

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