Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 640

[Six hundred and thirty-seventh National Day ~ ~ for?]

“I don’t want to move, I won’t sell such an agreement.”

“Me too! I felt reluctant at first, wouldn’t I just take two more steps to the toilet? I’d love to!”

“That is, it is convenient to go to school and work here, who wants to go to the suburbs Go live!”

“Yes, I have to go to Dongzhimen Hospital every day to get my mother’s medicine. When I go home from there, the newly treated Chinese medicine is still hot!

” And the care for the homeland, on the contrary, dilutes the joy of the imminent demolition at the beginning.

“Even if it’s for the municipal construction of the capital, it can’t be based on harming the interests of the common people, right!”

“That’s right!”

Zhentian’s response reached an alliance of resistance and unity, sounding the clarion call not to fight against black-hearted developers , and the only way to celebrate this kind of thing is to eat and drink.

The neighbors around the table didn’t leave, but instead greeted the guy who came home and moved the vegetables and meat to Uncle Yang’s courtyard.

The built-in clay sculpture and the iron-clad honeycomb stove began to chug the rotten pig’s trotters in the cauldron.

On the stove, which was unscrewed with a gas can, two aunties were on the left and right.

The cucumbers that have been photographed, the eight treasures pickles that have just been fished out of the small jar, combined with the old Beijinger’s favorite hemp tofu, and a drop of sesame oil in the middle, are perfect.

Liubiju’s candied garlic is refreshing with a sweet and sour taste, and the garlic clothes that have been smashed are crooked, and the old and young men here can take them by themselves.

The aunt with a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart has long replaced the bricks for the store manager, and he also has a place beside Qin Guan.

It will not be like the serving order stipulated by Western restaurants, nor will it be an indicator of the four hot and cold at a Chinese banquet. In this most casual autumn, eating the warmest home-cooked meal.

The cabbage stir-fried with small dried peppers, the crispy braised pork just out of the pot, the vinegared shredded potatoes are regulars on rice, and the seaweed egg drop soup is always without its favorite shrimp skin.

The public can’t be more popular, the ordinary is the most ordinary, with two or three shovels, the large rice bowls in each person’s hands are filled with the freshly baked staple food in the steamer.

The big steamed buns with alkaline noodles, with the chewiness of their own kneading,

The white rice grains stuck at the bottom are for the elderly with bad teeth.

When a piece of freshly hot pig’s trotters was sticky and sticky by the aunt’s round spoon for serving dishes, it was put into the bowl of the small shopkeeper who was digging his head into the food.

This young child defected to the camp of the original real estate industry.

It is said that it is very exciting to be a spy. If the lubricants of the two parties are done, then he is also a great contributor.

Qin Guan, who was full of food and drink, left Uncle Yang’s yard and the store manager parted ways. The two only handed over the rent for the year, while the other sales contracts were tacitly kept silent.

Next year will be their tough battle!

When Cong Nianwei returned home, she and Qin Guan worked together to pack the luggage that had already been prepared. After tomorrow’s National Day, the two returned to New York.

All work calls were forwarded to Sister Xue. She regretted that she had to turn down the interviews, interviews, and some work in the industry due to the short time to return to China.

If it is said that on the National Day in October, there must be something for friends who come to the capital to travel, it must be to get up early and watch the national flag raising once during the seven days of the National Day.

Moreover, this part is patriotic and part tourism, and it also brings us the most traditional way of viewing in China.

Different from the time that is accurate to a few minutes and seconds in foreign countries, the time for the national flag to go up and down in the ** square is determined according to the time of sunrise and sunset in the capital.

It was specially calculated by astronomers equivalent to the former Qin Tianjian, the modern Beijing Observatory.

In the early morning, when the upper edge of the sun is at the same level as the horizon seen from the ** square, it is the time for the flag to be raised.

As Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei who have been in the capital for many years, if they hadn’t gone abroad, they wouldn’t have much nostalgia for the scenery that they can see from time to time.

But only when you live abroad can you feel the nostalgia for the motherland.

Therefore, in order not to affect the itinerary because of the flag watching, the two people dragging their luggage could only take a look at the raising of the five-star red flag at the outermost periphery of the crowd.

**At night in the square, at three or four o’clock, the beautifiers in this city, the sanitation workers, became nervously busy.

The members of their group always work harder than other sections, get up earlier and go to bed later.

When these unsung heroes retreated, they were in the police station opposite the square, and they started to attend the police station in the surrounding area.

Those old police officers who were on duty in the middle of the night handed the prepared equipment to these young people who went to work early.

Outside the west gate of the National Museum, and outside the east gate of the Great Hall of the People, there are many viewing points for the public. In the distance of several hundred meters, they have to pull a long warning line.

It seemed like a long time, but it was just a trance, and the most diligent travelers were ushered in. Under the guidance of several policemen, they lined up and entered the **, the most solemn square, as required.

Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei came neither too early nor too late. At this time, the route along Chang’an Avenue, which belongs to the route in front of the Plaza, has been successfully blocked by police cars.

Old residents know that during the National Day holiday, not only the road here, but also the underground subway station, does not stop at this time.

You can choose to come out of the building at the front door, and gather in the direction of the square.

Naturally, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were having fun at the moment before the beginning of the rising.

“Oh, hey, this head is good, the heaven is full and the pavilion

is round…” How did you see it from the back of the head…

“Hey, I really saw it, there are really three spins…”

“One twist is horizontal, two twists are twisted, and three twists are all dead. Let’s stay away from him.”

Feudal superstition is bad!

Although there are more and more people here, although the noise is getting stronger and stronger, and although the surrounding is full of voices from all over the world, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei are holding hands in such a crowd, but they only feel inexplicably at ease.

The nearest viewing spots in the front row are the figures of the elderly and children. They have gathered in the middle and rear of the main force in recent years.

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