Galactic Garbage Station

Chapter 459: It's Spring Late on Su Jing's Name

“Mom and Dad, let me do it.” Walking up to the kitchen on the fourth floor, Su Zhenyue and Ye Qin had killed the chicken and pulled the hair ready to cut, Su Zhenyue laughed.

“Come faster together.” Su Zhenyue said.

“Mom and Dad, why don't you let Brother come? Brother's dishes are delicious.” Soya giggled.

“You should learn to cook too, otherwise how can you marry someone? Come and study with your brother.” Ye Qin glanced at Soya and scolded. Soya threw up her tongue and dared not listen. She also came to help.

Su Zhenyue took out his own knife and took over the chicken in Su Zhenyue's hand. Fluently, he ripped the chicken apart and removed his gut. Then his wrist moved. The knife even flashed. Ye Qin, Su Zhenyue and Suya couldn't see clearly. The whole chicken was cut into pieces. Then, Su Xiao started cutting pork, beef and other ingredients. It was also incredibly fast, making them look confused.

Ye Qin, Su Zhenyue and Su Ya have all seen Su Zheng's knife maker long ago. However, he couldn't bear to be amazed several times. At the same time, he couldn't bear to be proud. His son (brother) is a knife maker. This Qingyun town kitchen god is not really blown. They really couldn't get their hands on it. Ye Qin helped clean up the materials. Su Zhenhong simply went to watch TV. Suya took the pair and put it on the front door of the courtyard and on the fourth floor. She couldn't get it by herself. She greeted her, and the cats and dogs screamed for help. The cats and dogs looked very happy and seemed to feel the atmosphere of the New Year.

Because the soup was cooked for a very long time, after more than three hours, a rich dinner was served. The aroma of the nose fluttered, making Su Zhenyue, Yeqin and Su Yadu move their fingers. The dishes made by Su Yan, no matter how many times they were eaten, could not be eaten.

However, before dinner, you have to go to "Godspeed”. Su Zheng carried a plate of dishes, wine, candles, incense, firecrackers, etc., and went to the village hall to worship God. We met the townsfolk on the road and greeted each other for New Year's Eve. It was full of New Year's Eve atmosphere. When you're done, you'll need a toast and firecrackers on the stove and in front of the door. All households in the village continued to make loud firecrackers and celebrate.

Then, we had reunion meal. After the big uncle Su Zhenhong's family had their own reunion meal, we went to Su Zheng's house together, had another meal, and drank and chatted together. Today is probably the happiest day for Su Yan, because not only new clothes, new shoes, but also many red bags. Everyone gave her one, so the little girl smiled on her face. Of course, Su Xin also wrapped a big red bag for her parents and sister.

In the evening, the village was more lively. Su's village relatives were very close to each other, so they would string doors to each other, play mahjong, play poker, watch spring and evening. Su Qing, Su Liang, Su Xiaolin and other young people arrived at the beach, set fire to the campfire and roasted the whole sheep. Su Xiaolin and Su Liang also brought their wives and children. The younger ones, Su Wenbin, Su Juan and Su Xiao, also came to make fun of each other. Zhu Jianhua brought Liu Yin to play. Liu Yin also met his parents for the New Year at Zhu Jianhua's house.

There are also two barbecue stalls on the beach. Although everyone wants to play in the New Year's Eve, others want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a profit. Several large groups of boring city people come here to eat the barbecue, making it even more lively.

He didn't have to cook the whole lamb by himself. Except for the ingredients, he did it relatively casually. Everyone did it together, chatting and waiting. After a while, the whole lamb roast became greasy and greasy, and the scent fluttered with their fingers. One person grabs a large chunk and eats it with a mouthful of oil.

“Brother, look, your name is late in the spring. ”

“Goddess Murong Fairy played your song. ”

Su Wenbin, Su Juan and Su Xiao, playing on the beach, suddenly came over and handed his phone to Su Xiao. It was broadcast live in the spring and evening, but it was suspended. Su Xuan, Shiqing, Zhu Jianhua, Liu Yin, Su Liang, Su Xiaolin and others all came forward and saw Su Xuan's name. Guqin: Happy Song; Player: Xian Murong; Composer: Su Xuan.

“Brother Chun, this Su Chun is you, not the same name, right?” Su Wenbin asked.

“It should be me.” Su Zheng smiled. He had long known that the fairy Murong would be in spring and evening, but did not know that she would add her name. However, the name is just in the corner, which should be rarely noticed, so Su Xin felt that he should not have to worry about getting famous again.

Su Wenbin clicked to play, Murong Xian sits in the middle of the stage, wearing a long white dress, long hair, people like his name, like a fairy. Combined with the surrounding accompaniment and beautiful dance beauty, the whole stage is like a fairy realm. Murong Xianye's fiber jade hand played the strings, and the beautiful sound of the violin became loud. Everyone's eyes shine, because Su Xin rarely plays this song, so no one has heard it except Shi Qing.

“This song is beautiful.” Liu Yin praised.

“I don't usually appreciate the Guqin, but I think it sounds really nice.” Zhao Yanru, Su Liang's wife, said that others and others had also expressed their agreement. Although not played by Su Liang, the melody itself, as the magic of the violin, was extremely perfect. Plus, the Murong fairy ancient qin is really quite small, and it plays naturally well.

Su Zheng was right. At first, no one noticed that the composer appeared in the corner for so many seconds. But he ignored the question, after the song went on fire? Audiences all over the country were attracted to this song at this moment. It sounded as if they were drunk. After the sound of the music went down, the audience didn't hear enough. So many Guqin enthusiasts couldn't help but search the Internet. Then many people found the composer - Su Shu, many Guqin enthusiasts have remembered the name. Knowing that this person is the creator of "Peiyuan Jingxing Song", "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" and "Ambush on the Ten Sides". So, without control, the words "Happy Song" and "Su Xin" turned around in the WeChat group again, and it is estimated that they will continue to ferment in the next few days.

“Po, play a song.” Zhu Jianhua proposed.

“Yeah, give me some new year's benefits.” Liu Yin laughed.

“We haven't even heard this song. Say we're you. Everyone else won't believe it. Play it.” Su Liang, Su Xiaolin, Su Hu and others also shouted, these guys were not really listening to music, and they were also blind.

This New Year's Eve, Su Zheng didn't want to dissipate everyone's interest, so he went back to get the "Yogi” Guqin. Although it's actually in the storage bag, it can't be taken out in front of everyone.

However, when Su Jun returned to the beach, he saw them arguing with several tourists. A group of people moved a lot of fireworks, but they were stopped by Su Liang, Su Xiaolin and others. The scene was full of gunpowder. Su Qiong wondered: “What's going on? ”