domestic devil

In Dugu Jieao's heart, Ou Jingnian has always been a moral benchmark. She even thinks that Ou Jingnian is more upright and old-fashioned than the leader of the martial arts, the old man Shen. He is usually very humble and low-key. She never thought of Ou Jingnian. , and would also do something that sounds a bit... unqualified like grabbing a position in public.

Ou Jingnian returned Dugu Jieao's alien-like eyes: "Why wouldn't I do such a thing?"

Dugu Jieao: "I think you are usually very gentle, but suddenly you run so fast, I am a little uncomfortable." No matter what, there is nothing wrong with sweet words.

Ou Jingnian: "...Thank you." Why do all the compliments that came out of Dugu Jieao's mouth today sound weird?

Dugu Jieao: "You're welcome, have you ordered?" She was really hungry.

Ou Jingnian nodded without further explanation.Dugu Jieao really wanted to ask her what she ordered, but when she was about to speak, she suddenly remembered that she was pretending to be a "cold and elegant" martial arts leader, and asking what she ordered as soon as she sat down didn't seem to fit her image, so Dugu Jieao swallowed what he hadn't said, and turned into a reserved smile.However, the body's desire for food still exists after all. Dugu Jieao's eyes drifted involuntarily, and he glanced back a little. He was a little disappointed to see that the stall owner was only grilling two skewers of mutton skewers. Other tables are full of one or several couples who are envious and envious, but they are sitting alone at this table, feeling a little depressed and even smiling a bit reluctantly.

Ou Jingnian didn't care about Dugu's unruly thoughts, she just continued to send her text messages.Dugu Jieao sat bored for a while, and said without words: "What are you doing?"

Ou Jingnian: "...Send a text message."

Dugu Jieao let out a nonchalant oh, supported his chin with both hands, quickly retracted them, placed them on his knees respectively, and sat upright.

Ou Jingnian probably noticed her boredom, and after sending a text message, he kindly explained: "Today on Christmas Eve, many people sent congratulations, so I will reply one by one."

Dugu Jieao: "Why do they congratulate you on Christmas?"

Ou Jingnian: "Because it's a festival. Isn't it normal to send congratulations on festivals?"

Dugu blinked in disbelief, his hands were still on his knees, he didn't move: "But isn't Christmas a text message to the Holy One? That's right, you don't have an emperor anymore, so it's for the chairman? The president?" She is a time traveler, not a local aborigine, so it is reasonable not to know these things, and there is no shame in asking these questions, not at all, really.But to be on the safe side, the voice should be kept quiet so that others cannot hear it.

Ou Jingnian was confused by the question: "...why do you send congratulations to these people at Christmas?" Isn't it a festival where relatives, friends, colleagues and acquaintances greet each other?When did it become a congratulations to the President?Let's talk about where she can get the contact information of such a tall person.

Dugu Jieao: "Well, doesn't Christmas in your place refer to the birthday of the saint?" ", and made a whole set of Christmas greeting etiquette in a respectful and respectful way.

Ou Jingnian: "...No, Christmas is the birthday of Jesus, and it is a western holiday. Usually we just send text messages to each other to wish you well."

Dugu Jieao: ...

Ou Jingnian: "Well, in a sense, it's also a saint's birthday, but it's a saint from the West."

Dugu Jieao: "Yesu...is a personal name?" Who gave such a...strange name to his child, people who don't know it will think it is coconut cake.

Ou Jingnian, who had gotten used to Dugu Jieao's ignorance, silently turned on the phone, Baidu "Jesus", and then handed the page to Dugu Jieao for her to read slowly.

Dugu browsed the entire page recklessly, completely forgetting that he was still pretending to be deep, and blurted out, "Do you regard a barbarian as a saint?"

Ou Jingnian: "Dugu, this is just a foreign festival. We think it's fun, so we just follow others and celebrate together. It's not that important."

Dugu Jieao realized his gaffe, he made a fist with his right hand, covered his mouth lightly, relieved the embarrassment, and then asked softly: "But, you are obviously a citizen of Shang Kingdom, but you are celebrating other people? Wouldn't it be a little less dignified to say 'Christmas'?"

Ou Jingnian explained patiently: "Dugu, we are different now than before. We are an inclusive and open society. We can learn interesting and useful things from other countries, just like other countries will also come here. Studying our culture is the same as celebrating our customs, understand?"

Dugu Jieao obviously doesn't understand, but judging from Ou Jingnian's calm demeanor and the fact that everyone is accustomed to this festival, this may be the normal state of the world now - Dugu Jieao suddenly realized that the modern world and her own There might really be a fundamental difference in the world here, and the difference in concept between Ou Jingnian and ordinary people here might not be as big as Dugu Jieao thought.

Dugu Jieao wisely did not continue this topic, but just asked Ou Jingnian: "Do I have to send congratulations during the festival?" She didn't have many contacts in her mobile phone, and it seemed that there were none worthy of her initiative to send congratulations.

Ou Jingnian smiled: "Actually, it's nothing. After all, it's not a legal holiday. It's just young people coming out to have fun."

Dugu yelled, shut his mouth in silence, and involuntarily glanced at the barbecue grill again. The stall owner had already delivered the two skewers of mutton to the next table, and there were many unroasted mutton on the table beside him. Materials, these materials are running out now, Dugu Jieao lowered his eyes and glanced at his belly that was still grunting, feeling a faint feeling of hopelessness, his eyes turned and fell on Ou Jingnian, who was on Ou Jingnian's body after sending the text message. Sending WeChat is extremely busy.Dugu Jieao didn't expect Ou Jingnian, who was not good at sociability, to have so many friends to greet him, he pouted unhappy, and took out his phone to look around, but there was no information on it.

Dugu Jieao felt a faint sense of disappointment, opened the address book, Ou Jingnian was the first in the list - she added a word 1 to the front of Ou Jingnian for easy search.

The second in line was Chen Feng, who could have had a chat with him, but now she got mixed up with Wen Bai.

Ranked third to tenth are some employees of Logitech and Sawadeeka. Most of them can't even be remembered by Dugu Jieao, and obviously they are not people to chat with.Ranked No.11 is Wen Bai, the person Dugu Jieao wants to beat up the most right now.No. 12 is Xiao Song, the former store manager of Sawadika, a sycophant.

Out of some wonderful feeling, just when Dugu Jieao saw Xiao Song's number and was hesitant to ask him, Xiao Song's text message suddenly arrived: "The store manager, I am Xiao Song, I wish you You and Sister Ou have a happy Christmas Eve." He posted a cute emoji Christmas tree, but it couldn't save Dugu Jieao from being hurt by the words "You and Sister Ou".

Dugu resentfully typed in a sentence: "Send text messages during working hours, deduct money." Seeing that the message message sent by the representative was 100% complete, he raised his head with a sneer, and quickly put on a serious expression, while sneaking a glance at Ou Jingnian glance.

Ou Jingnian was still fiddling with his phone with his head down, not noticing the strangeness of Dugu Jieao at all. Dugu Jieao was a little wronged and angry. Dialogue, enter a sentence of "Merry Christmas", attach the emoji Christmas tree, send, finish, look up, and continue to look at the stall owner from the corner of his eye, only to find that the stall owner has brought two huge long iron plates from nowhere Walking to her side: "Sorry, my shelf is small here, I borrowed the shelf next door to bake, here is a part, there are two more plates later, you can use it slowly."

The food on the plate was piled up like a hill, and the mutton, beef, pork, and chicken skewers weighing no less than twenty catties exuded a seductive aroma, which attracted Dugu Jieao's full attention, as well as the horrified eyes of everyone around him except Ou Jingnian.