Chapter 272: New Year's Eve dinner

　　 December 31, 1996, the Miyamoto family.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Mei Daizi came out for breakfast. While eating, she slammed the remote control at the TV, and then stopped on a news station. A message was being broadcast on it. It was about the claim of Migao Entertainment Group. After the state attorney said ten jokes to make Enoch laugh, he settled out of court. He also said that the total amount of Migao Entertainment Group's year-end good mood award this year is 300 million US dollars, which is a joke worth 30 million US dollars, and the most expensive joke in history was born.
　　 "This is the end?" Mei Daizi said to herself.
　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and asked, "What else do you want? Delay for more time?"
　　 "Well," Mei Daizi thought about it and laughed, "It seems that this can only be done."
　　 "Alright, eat quickly," Miko Miyamoto said with a smile, "Let's hang out together later."
　　 "Okay." Mei Daizi smiled. ...
　　 After dark, in the evening, Maori.
　　 Maori came back from the pachinko shop. While taking off his coat, he asked Ran, who was preparing the ingredients, "Who owns the mini car outside? How do you look familiar?"
　　Lan smiled and said, "Mom's car." Then he went to the kitchen again.
　　 "Huh?" Maori was taken aback. He looked around and found Fei Yingli was not at home. He immediately relieved, and then asked, "She won't go next door, right?"
　　 "Yes," Ran said, "Uncle Miyamoto's family went shopping in a good mood today, and happened to ran into my mother and me, so they came back together."
　　 Maori asked, "So, she will be back soon?"
　　 "Yes," Lan said with a smile, "Mom said she will show her hand tonight, you see, I am preparing."
　　 "She's coming to cook?" Maori cried, his face changed immediately, and then he took up his coat and said, "Yes, I'm out of cigarettes, I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes." He said that he hurriedly left.
　　 "Dad, come back soon," Lan said.
　　 "I see." Maori cried and closed the door.
　　 Miyamoto family.
Ichiro Miyamoto is busy in the kitchen, Miko Miyamoto is chatting with Hideri Fu, Yamazaki is helping to squeeze the juice for the evening, Meidaizi is eating snacks and watching TV. The show is an animated cartoon broadcast by Biya Animation Channel. Turtle, in English.
　　Fei Yingli looked at the clock and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I'm going by."
　　 "Well, I won't keep you." Miyamoto said.
　　 "Goodbye, Auntie." Mei Daizi and Yamazaki laughed together.
　　 "Goodbye." Fei Yingli left after speaking.
　　 "Heh, heh," Mei Daizi smiled, "There is a good show to watch now." Then he sighed, "Unfortunately I can't see it."
　　 Miyamoto Ichiro said, "Mori is gone."
　　 "No way," Mei Daizi smiled, "It's New Year's Eve to run away from home."
　　 "It seems that the two of them are not getting better for a while." Miko Miyamoto smiled. ...
　　Mouri ran into Conan as soon as he got out of the stairs, and Conan came back from Dr. Aha's house. In the afternoon, Lan was going to accompany Concubine Hideri, so he went to Dr. Aha's.
　　 Conan asked suspiciously: "Uncle, where are you going so late?"
　　 "Me," Maori said, taking a look at the mini car parked in front, "Well, I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes." Then he left.
　　 "Buy cigarettes?" Conan looked at the car. Whose is this? Suddenly, Fei Yingri came out from the corridor of Miyamoto's house, and was shocked.
　　 Looking at the back of Mao Li going away, Fei Yingli asked, "Where did he go, Conan?"
　　 "Huh? That," Conan said, "Uncle seems to be buying cigarettes."
　　 "In this way," Fei Yingli smiled, "Go, Auntie will give you something to eat." He stretched out his hand.
　　 "Huh?" Conan's face changed drastically, and sweat immediately came off, no wonder Uncle Mauri ran away in a hurry. Thinking of this, Conan said, "Well, auntie, I have forgotten something at Dr. Aha's house. I will come as soon as I go." After that, he ran away.
　　 "It's dark, be careful on the road." Fei Yingli smiled.
　　 "I see." Conan called.
　　 Soon after, Conan caught up with Maori. Maori asked strangely: "What are you doing here?"
　　 "I don't know either." Conan told the truth.
　　 Maori said: "Then accompany me to stroll around."...
　　 More than half an hour later, the living room of the Maori family.
　　Fei Yingri and Ran sat at the table, watching the steaming dishes and the TV showing the party show. They were relatively speechless, and their faces were tight and tight. They didn't even laugh at all how interesting the show was.
　　Walking every second, ten minutes later, the dishes are completely cold.
　　 "I'm leaving." Fei Yingli said and stood up.
　　 "Mom, maybe Dad will be back soon?" Lan hurriedly stopped Fei Yingli and said, "And you haven't eaten yet."
　　 "It's almost an hour already." Fei Yingli said angrily, "I'm full." He wanted to leave.
　　 "Mom." Lan said after holding Fei Yingli, "Or let's eat first." Then he sat down with Fei Yingli. ...
　　 In the streets of Yonehuacho.
　　 "Ah sneeze!" Maori sneezed, then rubbed his nose and complained, "Damn it, why doesn't every small noodle restaurant open? Why is it so hard to eat bowls of noodles."
　　 "Uncle, you can't find it on the street. They all go home." Conan said, "If you want to find the kind of restaurant connected to the house in the alley, they may still be open."
"Well," Maori thought for a while and smiled, "Yes, you are right, kid, why didn't I think of it." Then he rubbed Conan's head and smiled, "I don't see you are quite useful. "
　　 Soon after, Maori and Conan found a noodle restaurant that was still open. When he reached the door, Maori suddenly touched his pockets, then his face changed and said, "No, I just gave it to Pachinko." Then he asked Conan, "Boy, how much money do you have?"
　　 "Uh," Conan touched his body and took out the money.
Maori took it, and counted under the lights of the noodle shop, "How come it is more than 800 yen." Then he said, "Forget it, two bowls of noodles should be enough for this kind of small noodle restaurant." Just walked in first.
　　 The noodle shop is not big, it can only seat five or six people, and of course there are only two guests, Maori and Conan. The owner of the noodle shop is an old couple who looks more than 60 years old. The owner is clearing the menu on the wall, and the wife is pouring hot water.
　　 "Half-price discount?" Maori looked at the sign on the menu and laughed. "Then let's have two bowls of signature noodles, 800 yen is just right."
　　 "Please wait for a while, please drink some water first." The boss smiled, "I'll be ready soon." Then he went to the back kitchen with the boss.
　　 "Good luck." Maori smiled.
　　What a good thing, Conan glanced at the menu, and it was obvious that he just hung up.
　　 In the kitchen, the proprietress whispered: "More."
　　 "I know." The boss whispered, "By the way, go get the beef I bought today."
"Don't~EbookFREE.me~It's expensive," said the boss. "It's a waste to eat for this kind of person. Look at that kid, it's cold, he only wears a small suit, pants or shorts. Really. , How can Tan be such a father."
　　 "Go get it, and put the good ones in the children's bowl and the bad ones in the adult's bowl later." The boss laughed.
　　 "I understand." The proprietress said and left. After a while, she came over with a bowl of beef.
　　 Soon after, the boss brought out two bowls of noodles, "Beef noodles are ready." He put them in front of Maori and Conan.
　　 "So many." Looking at the high pile of noodles in the bowl, as well as the side dishes such as vegetables, beef, and eggs, Maori laughed, "It's really affordable here."
　　 "Hurry up," said the proprietress.
　　 "Thank you, I'm going to start." Maori and Conan said together. ...
　　 It's past eight o'clock, Maori.
　　Fei Yingri and Lan’s New Year’s Eve dinner is over and they are watching TV. Fei Yingri originally wanted to leave, but Lan stopped him and asked Fei Yingri to watch TV with her.
　　 After another half an hour, Fei Yingli said, "Lan, I'm leaving."
　　 "Mom." Lan called.
　　Concubine Hideri asked: "Why don't you come to live with me today?"
　　 Lan shook her head and said, "I don't want it."
　　 "Oh." Fei Yingli sighed, and left in spite of Lan's obstruction.
　　 "Pop!" Lan hit the table with a fist, shaking the snacks away. ...