The rest of the world [farming]

Ao Mu took out a red sweater from the space.After looking at the model number, he handed it to Yang Wu.

"Do you know what size I wear?" Yang Wu touched the texture of the sweater and found it was okay.

These clothes were approved directly from the manufacturer before, the price is not high, and the quality is still good.

"Change it if it's not suitable." Ao Mu started to do other things by himself.

Yang Wu went into the bathroom and changed into the sweater.Looking at the excellent complexion set off by the bright red clothes in the mirror, he tilted his head for a while, and then walked out the door.

"How is it?" Yang Wu asked Ao Mu.

Ao Mu glanced at him, slightly startled, then turned his gaze away: "It looks good."

"It's so perfunctory!" Yang Wu went over and poked him with his arm: "Did you wear it in your birth year?"

"No." Ao Mu was expressionless.

Yang Wu smiled and said, "Why don't you wear it. I think this place is more important than my home."

"I think it's ugly." Ao Mu pushed Yang Wu, "If you're in a hurry, find a job. Don't get in the way here."

The disgusted Yang Wu turned his head to look at Ao Ling, and had a new target.

In the afternoon, all kinds of ingredients are ready and temporarily placed in the refrigerator.The cooked food has been cooked in the pot, and when it is ready, it is taken out to cool and sliced, and all the preparations for the New Year's Eve dinner are ready.

Ao Zhen turned on the TV to watch the signal received from the satellite.The current programs on TV are all related to the Spring Festival Gala.In the afternoon, the classic cross talk skits over the years were performed.A little later, the moderators will take the lead in interviewing the stars who will participate in this year's Spring Festival Gala.

The plague has swept the world, and celebrities and hosts are no exception.Many familiar names and appearances will no longer appear.

In the new TV series aired in the past few months, at the end of watching a movie, at least half of the people in the long list of ending songs are marked as death lies.One of them was filmed in two or three years and could not be broadcast due to some reasons.Recently, due to the lack of star-studded TV series, the death toll of the crew, including the actors and staff, exceeded 90.00%. No one from the leading role to the director survived.

This drama was even dubbed the Undead Crew by netizens who were having fun while suffering.

Ao Mu looked at it for a while, and raised his hand to see the old New Year greetings that were reposted in the group a few years ago. It was rare to have a festive atmosphere.

Turning back upstairs, I saw Yang Wu taking a selfie in the upstairs corridor.

Ao Mu watched him change his movements facing the camera, his side face was covered with a layer of gold in the light, and with the active and confident eyes, he was attractive and seductive.

"Brother Mu, come over and let's take a picture."

Ao Mu turned back to his room without hesitation.Yang Wu strode over to stop the man in his arms with his arms: "Can I make you run away? Come on, smile, if you don't laugh, I'll turn you into a dog."

Yang Wu put Ao Mu on the screen of his mobile phone, and leaned on Ao Mu to change two expressions and postures, neither of which was very satisfactory.

Ao Mu glanced at Yang Wu in the camera, the two were very close, and Ao Mu, who had been beautified in the camera, looked much gentler.

"Cooperate with me, it's like a log." Yang Wu's reader put a pair of scissors on Ao Mu's shoulder.He exerted a little force on his hand to get Ao Mu to cooperate.

The corners of Ao Mu's lips curled up, Yang Wu put his chin on Ao Mu's shoulder, and pressed the camera button.

The two had taken photos together several times, but this was the first time they got so close.

Yang Wu looked at the group photo of the two of them, and picked on three things and four things: "You are smiling too perfunctorily. But don't say, you have a pretty face, and you look better than me when you do this. No, here you are." Turn it down, my circle of friends does not allow men who are prettier than me."

Ao Mu twitched the corners of his lips, turned his head and went into his bedroom.

After resting for a while, when it got dark at four or five o'clock in the afternoon and went downstairs, Ao Ling was already busy with stewing vegetables.Ao Ling prepares ingredients, and Ao Mu prepares meat dishes.Yang Wu was in charge of fighting on both sides.Now that the family is ready to have a hearty meal for the first Chinese New Year, only three of them must mobilize.

Stewed chicken with mushrooms is a standard dish for the Northeast New Year's Eve dinner, and there is also a must for fish that is more than enough every year.Boiled white meat is the most greasy, braised pork ribs and braised pig's trotters can also become the protagonist of this New Year's Eve dinner.

It's hard to say what kind of wine to drink.Ao Mu thought it was enough to drink some wine to cheer up the fun, but Yang Wufei wanted to drink Moutai.

"Do you think your wine is worthy of Moutai?" Ao Mu rolled his eyes.

Yang Wu was a little guilty, but still stuck his neck and said, "That's the counterfeit wine made by the store's black heart! We've known each other for so many years, how many times have you seen drunkenness?"

"How many times have you drank? How many times have you not been drunk?" Ao Mu sneered.

"I drank too much!" Yang Wu blushed, "Besides, I'm not called a drunkard, I'm called drinking for fun! Besides, drinking Moutai is drunk, can it be called drunkenness?"

"Alright, Yang Yiji." Ao Mu put a box of Moutai on the table and pushed it to Yang Wu, "Let me see you drinking like crazy again tonight, hanging and beating."

There are twelve kinds of dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner.Ao Ling sat in the front seat and looked at the rich dishes on the table and wanted to cry. He had never seen such rich dishes since he was a child.

"Mumu, the dumplings are almost ready." Ao Ling looked at Ao Mu expectantly.

"Soon." Ao Mu looked at the time, went back to the kitchen and lifted the lid to see that the water had boiled slightly. After boiling, open the lid and pour cold water on it, and then pour it out again after boiling, repeat this three times , the dumplings are completely cooked.

Ao Mu's timing is very good.When the three plates of dumplings came out of the pan, the sound of the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala happened to come to mind on the TV.

Seeing the familiar face come out, the three chatting people stopped their voices and looked very carefully.

This year's Spring Festival Gala can be said to be the most special Spring Festival Gala after the Olympic year.People all over the world have endured terrible and difficult catastrophe in the past year.

This time the Spring Festival Gala is not only a review of this global plague, but also a search for hope in this desperate plague.

Hundreds of orphanages have been built across the country to support children who lost their families or were abandoned after being infected with the plague.There are also hundreds of nursing homes for those who have lost or been abandoned by their children.The latest plan invested by the country is to set up disease relief stations all over the country. There will be regular training for a group of people, so that they can master a certain amount of medical knowledge, so that they can command everyone around them when there is a similar plague again, so that they will not be affected. As busy as this time.

They are trying their best to guide everyone out of the shadow of this disaster.Most of the programs in the Spring Festival Gala this time are about rebirth from a desperate situation.The actors are not only professional actors, but also a large number of earthquake-stricken areas and plague survivors.

Every program is very heartfelt and very exciting.Ao Ling cried several times during the whole process, even Ao Mu, who was used to seeing all kinds of doctors in the hospital, had red eyes.

Fortunately, everything is over.

Ao Mu was so engrossed in watching the Spring Festival Gala that he didn't pay attention to how much Yang Wu drank.It was just that at the beginning, each of the three had a small glass, and then the Moutai bottle was kept in front of Yang Wu.

This Spring Festival Gala only lasted until after the countdown in the early morning.After the countdown, the new year arrived, and in this Spring Festival Gala, the song "Unforgettable Tonight" sounded in the impassioned closing remarks of the host.

I only ate half of the dumplings, and I didn't eat much of the dishes.

After finishing the meal, Ao Mu put all the dishes into the box.It is not afraid of spoilage in the box, it is the same to take it out and eat it tomorrow morning.

After Ao Mu cleaned up the table, he realized that there was something wrong with Yang Wu who had been sitting on the seat not moving much.

"Yang Wu." Ao Mu shook Yang Wu.

Yang Wu vaguely raised his head, and then smiled foolishly.

Ao Mu only felt a headache, why did he ignore this little ancestor.

"You're drunk. Let's go back to sleep." It was rare for Ao Mu to be gentle enough to support Yang Wu, but Yang Wu couldn't stand up at all, and fell into Ao Mu's arms directly.

"Hi... drink... good wine... I can drink ten more bottles!" Yang Wu was about to stand up, but was grabbed by Ao Mu.

Ao Mu picked up the Moutai with one hand and shook it, there was at least half a bottle left.

...Did Yang Wu's drinking capacity decline further?Or is it because the drink is real wine this time, and the alcohol content is more accurate?

"Is he all right?" Ao Ling asked Ao Mu worriedly.

"It's okay, Mom, you can go back to sleep first. I'll fix this drunk." Ao Mu picked him up, nodded to Ao Ling, and turned to go upstairs.

Ao Ling tilted her head and looked at Ao Mu's back, always feeling inexplicable.

Early the next morning.Yang Wu just felt his head spinning.

He wanted to reach out to rub his eyes, but his hand was stopped.Yang Wu reluctantly opened his eyes and asked, "Who is it?"

"Have the face to ask me?"

I heard two catties of frost in the voice.Shocked by the fright, Yang Wu regained his energy and saw clearly the expressionless face of Ao Mu in front of him.

"Morning, Brother Mu." For some reason, seeing his expression, Yang Wu panicked, "Why are you in my room?"

"This is my house." Ao Mu suppressed his emotions.

"Hey?" Yang Wu sat up and looked at the surrounding displays clearly, it was indeed Ao Mu's coldness, "You are bad enough, bring me to your room while I'm not paying attention."

Ao Mu had blue veins on his forehead: "You vomited on the bed yourself. Maybe you want to sleep in the guest room downstairs."

"I threw up?" Yang Wu's lips froze, "I can't, I can do this kind of thing?"

"You've done a lot of good things." Ao Mu put his hand under Yang Wu's nose with a sneer, "Smell what this is."

Yang Wu hid aside, feeling ominous: "What the hell, not that one?"

"Your billions of descendants." Ao Mu spread his palms.

Yang Wu could not wait to find a crack in the ground and sneak in: "You keep this thing until now!"

"You hugged me all night last night, and you never let go. I struggled hard, but you still bit me." Ao Mu pulled off the collar of his pajamas, and let him see the tooth marks on his collarbone.

Yang Wu cried so heartily: "It's a lie."

Ao Mu took Yang Wu's hand again, and shook his paw: "You also have my things in your hand."

Yang Wu swallowed, "Did I attack you?"

Ao Mu sneered: "You will eat if I don't stop you."

Yang Wu's face was buried in the quilt and he didn't have the face to face others, Ao Mu made another stab with a blank face: "I never dreamed that I was almost raped by you."