Chapter 77: 1st Spring Festival

　　 "Brother, Pug~~" Back home, Li Zitao was the first to find Wang Dagou.
　　Whoever makes them alone in the United States, and the rest of the family is family reunion for the holidays, leaving them both.
　　 "Here it is!" Tang suit with red border and black background, brand-new white pants, white socks, black cloth shoes, Wang Dagou's beaming dress, the smile is called a brilliant.
　　 stood beside him, two villains, a man and a woman, one black and one white, also dressed in the same way. Look at the awkward expressions of the two of them, let alone twisting.
　　 "Whose of these children?" Li Zitao asked curiously.
　　 "Isn't this what you sent Ben? What is the boarding?" Wang Dagou wondered.
　　 "Yes, I almost forgot." Li Zitao scratched his head and squatted down with a friendly smile: "Hi, hello, can you introduce yourself?"
　　 "Who are you?" The little black boy was very vigilant, watching his eyes full of precautions.
　　 "My name is Charlie, Charlie Lee, according to the law, your temporary supervisor." Li Zitao explained.
　　 "..." Silent, knowing his identity, the two little guys just looked at him with curiosity and resistance, and had no intention of getting close.
　　 "Okay! Today is the Spring Festival of the Chinese. Can you regard it as Thanksgiving and do you want to celebrate together?" Li Zitao asked.
　　 "I don't want to." The little boy shook his head.
　　 "...Well." The little girl nodded.
　　 Then the two looked at each other, with hostility in their eyes, as if communicating silently.
　　 "How can you betray our agreement, hey, we are a gang."
　　 "Who wants to be with you, I am with myself."
　　 "We said yes, traitor."
　　 "Idiot, get away quickly."
　　 "..." Li Zitao was a little speechless. At the time of this proposal, he knew that it would be very troublesome, and now it is as he expected.
　　 was thrown into an orphanage from an early age. Children who lack parental love have more or less emotional defects in their hearts.
　　 Because of anxiety, panic, frustration and previous injuries.
　　This makes their awareness of preparedness stronger than adults, and their hearts are fragile and sensitive.
　　 Perhaps a small detail will cause them great shock and injury, Li Zitao does not want to make a metamorphosis to destroy the seedlings.
　　 "As the owner of this family, your temporary supervisor, I need to declare a few points." Li Zitao clapped his palms to attract the attention of the two.
　　 "First, I want to see you get along in harmony, even if only for a short time."
　　 "Second, during the boarding period, you can treat me as an older brother. If there is any need, reasonable and legal, I will try my best to satisfy you."
　　 "Third, don't fight, don't swear, don't skip classes, and don't mess here, understand?"
　　Looking at Li Zitao's serious face, although they did not show reluctance, they nodded and agreed.
　　 "So now, tell me your name first." Li Zitao smiled with satisfaction.
　　 "Norma-in-law." The blond little girl couldn't wait, her eyes flashed with anticipation, but more of fear.
　　 "Eric." There was no expectation in the boy's eyes, only resistance and anxiety.
　　 "Very good, ma'am, Eric, once again, my name is Charlie Lee, you can call me Li, or Charlie." Li Zitao held out his hand to the maid.
　　 Norma's eyes lighted up and stretched out his hand like a fledgling, when the finger touched the warm palm, it shrank back like a shock.
　　 She was afraid, very afraid, very afraid.
　　 Fear of being abandoned again, and fear of not getting warmth as before, but slaps and swears of pain, and fear of being displaced again and again, and transferred to families.
　　Li Zitao didn't move, keeping a smile, waiting for her to come again.
　　It wasn't until Norma put the trembling little hand in his palm that he did not dodge, Li Zitao squeezed gently; "Welcome you, ma'am."
　　 "Thank you, thank you." Norma's eyes glowed brightly, and tears kept rolling like a curtain of beads. Li Zitao didn't know what she had experienced.
　　 But from her performance, the memory of the past is undoubtedly bad.
　　Xu is Norma’s performance so that the little boy no longer resists and maintains hostility, but hesitates a little and stretches out his hand, "Welcome to you too, Eric."
　　 "You still have a way." Wang Dagou smiled with his thumbs up.
　　 "That's enough to say." Li Zitao stood up very loudly, covering his head with big and thick palms, rubbing hard, no matter whether they wanted it or not.
　　 "Is the dumpling filling ready?" Li Zitao and Wang Dagou walked to the house side by side while pulling the two children who were slightly released.
　　 "I have already prepared it, it was prepared by Lao Huang's wife." Pushing the door open, Wang Dagou pointed to the porcelain pot covered with cloth on the table.
　　 "What are you waiting for, wrap it up!" He looked at the sky almost dark, this is the first New Year's Eve after he came to this world, can not miss it.
　　 It's delicious but dumplings, hehe hehe...
　　 "Well, Eric, you can play games or listen to programs in the room." Li Zitao picked up the radio on the high platform.
　　 "I... I want to help!" Norma rolled her eyes and asked for help, but worried like a frightened deer.
　　 "How about you?" Li Zitao stretched out his hand on the head of the maiden, appeased her panicked heart, and looked at Eric.
　　 "That's what women should do." Eric said disgustedly.
　　 "There are no women here, only girls and men." Li Zitao spread his hands innocently.
　　 "Okay!" Eric still failed to withstand the pressure in Li Zitao's eyes.
　　 "Sample, I can't cure you anymore." Pulling Norma proudly came to the table, and the two majors and two began to prepare dinner.
　　After seeing the dumplings made by Norma and Eric, even if the skin was not tight, Li Zitao started to teach by hand.
　　 "No, pinch hard, like this." Two hands pinched the ends of the dumplings, the thumb and index finger of both hands clasped tightly, and when released, a dumpling was formed.
　　 The top is beautifully pleated, and the skin underneath is filled with dumpling filling. It is thin but not rotten, and looks like small crystals.
　　Although it was demonstrated many times in steps, Norma and Eric could not learn.
　　Li Zitao can only attribute this to Westerners who are inherently unsuitable for making dumplings, and let them use another method.
　　 "From left to right, squeeze tightly." Li Zitao held the dumpling in one hand, and the thumb and index finger squeezed the dumpling skin from left to right.
　　 The finished dumplings are like crescent moons. Looking at the small crescents in their hands, Norma's beautiful eyes smile like a crescent moon.
　　 Eric lowered his head conscientiously, but studied awkwardly but hard, and that serious look was like completing a rigorous scientific experiment.
　　 "It's finally finished." Clapping his hands, Li Zitao stretched his waist and smiled; "Brother, I'll give it to you, I'll change my clothes first."
　　 "Go, it's all in your house!" Wang Dagou put the pot on the gas stove and lit the water with matches.
　　 "The two of you go to wash your hands first and clean up the table by the way." Li Zitao pointed to the peeling table in the living room.
　　 "En." Norma was very happy to help.
　　 Go upstairs and return to the room, a brand-new set of Tang suit is placed on the bed, the stack is neat and square.
　　 Most of Li Zitao's clothes were prepared by Lao Huang, and naturally he wouldn't mistake his size. The clothes fit well on the body.
　　I don’t know if it works in my heart, but just changed the suit, but gave Li Zitao a sense of belonging. "This kind of feeling... is very good."
　　Li Zitao reached out and touched the silky satin material, and walked downstairs with a beaming smile.
　　 "Tao Zi, adjust the dip." Wang Dagou pointed at the bottles and pots on the table, turned his head and poured another scoop of cold water into the pot.
　　The coffee table has been cleaned up, and Li Zitao brought the bottles, jars and small bowls: "Do you need them? Some dip."
　　 "What are these?" Eric looked curious as he looked at the white or black liquid in the bottle, as well as the red, pungent smell of oil and hot pepper.
　　 "Vinegar, like lemon juice, soy sauce, very delicious dip, chili, very spicy and fragrant, very delicious." Li Zitao slightly raised his mouth, said to dig a spoon into the bowl.
　　 "Can I?" Norma held the small bowl in her hands, and her eyes looked at him timidly.
　　 "Of course, do you need help?" Li Zitao smiled as he raised the vinegar bottle.
　　 "En." Norma nodded her head in a hurry.
　　Poured some vinegar and soy sauce, and put less spicy seeds. Li Zitao added some white water to it after thinking about it, fearing the taste would be too unbearable.
　　 "Try it." Li Zitao handed the bowl to Norma.
　　Li Zitao vowed that he just wanted Norma to use chopsticks to taste, but he forgot that Norma and Eric would not use chopsticks at all.
　　 So after taking the bowl, Little Norma tangled and looked at the liquid inside, and finally closed his eyes, so clean and dry, dry...
　　 "Goodong~~Cough cough cough......" Norma was choked on the spicy noodles, coughing and holding her sore throat.
　　 "Hurry, drink water." Li Zitao couldn't help laughing and handed the glass to her mouth, and Norma "guddong" drank the water clean.
　　Eric next to him palpitated along the palpitations, and moved aside quietly, fearing that Li Zitao would also let him drink those terrible ‘witch potions. ’
　　 "What's the matter, what's the matter?" Wang Dagou walked with the teton dumplings.
　　 "I let her taste the dip, and the little girl dried it out at once." Li Zitao said with a wry smile.
　　 "Haha, it's okay. When I was eating dumplings during Chinese New Year when I was a kid, I had to use dumpling soup to dip the dipping sauce in water. At that time, the seasoning was not easy to eat."
Wang Dagou recalled his eyes and remembered what happened when he was a child. At that time, the father and mother were still there, and the grandparents lived in the village next door~EbookFREE.me~ The trousers, covered in a tattered coat, run around the village barefoot every day.
　　 No one feels strange. The dolls in the village are all the same from small to large, and it is good to have a coat covered.
　　Some of the seven or eight people in the family don't even have a coat, so there is a set of clothes at home.
　　 When he was older, his father's pants were too broken. The mother bought the coarse cloth with the two copper coins she saved at home and made a new pair of pants for her.
　　 The new trousers are so beautiful, they don’t dare to sit down casually, fearing that the material will be dirty, they can show off everywhere every day, and everybody praises his wife’s workmanship.
　　 Changed the broken trousers. The cloth cut from the trouser legs and the rough material of the coarse cloth were used to patch the hole, and two pieces of sheepskin were nailed to the buttocks, which became his pants.
　　Although the life is very hard, I can see the oil and water only once a year, and occasionally I still have to be hungry. Wang Dagou feels that it is the happiest time in his life.
　　Unfortunately, the battle on Dog Day ruined all of them. The father was gone, the mother was gone, and the village was gone.
　　When I was a child, the river where I touched the shrimp and caught the fish was full of blood. The corpses piled up like hills. A fire, wow...
　　 "Just burned like this." Sitting at the table, Wang Dagou smiled happily.
　　Li Zitao looked at him silently, and did not understand why he would show a happy smile. Isn't that not enough?
　　Only Wang Dagou knew that if his parents were still alive, in the following years, it might be better to die than to die.
　　Some experiences when listening to stories, can't feel the helpless despair, like a black hole, engulfing the human heart day and night, tearing the heart to empty numbness.