Green Life

The training continued, and the time shifted to Christmas Eve in 2007.

When Ma Keqin was not the current Ma Keqin, his wife at that time was not his wife, but his girlfriend. One thing that annoyed him was Christmas Eve.

He didn't understand why so many Chinese people can't remember their own festivals. A western festival is the same as the Chinese New Year. If you don't post something in your circle of friends, it means that your festival has failed. .

Accompany your girlfriend to eat, watch movies, go shopping, and have sex by the way, why does Mao have the same rhythm as Valentine's Day?

This must be a merchant's conspiracy!

Female friends need to have a reason to be romantic, go shopping, and have sex in a fair manner, so for a while, Mark Qin always felt that the excitement of women's festivals was basically equivalent to some kind of desire.

But since he came to England, his cognition has changed, because Christmas here is really Chinese New Year...

So Ma Keqin wanted to invite Isabella to have a great idea of ​​Chinese Christmas, but it was a plan, and finally fell through~

The British celebrate Christmas, which is no different from the Americans, with Christmas trees, roast turkey, roast potatoes, bread sauce, cranberry juice, port wine, etc. Anyway, Mark Qin feels that dumplings are not as good.

Especially the leek and egg stuffing...

Every year, Peter takes the whole family to his hometown for Christmas. His parents are in the country, and they still have to reunite once this New Year, especially after having Angel.

Tomorrow there will be a training game. Mark Qin will definitely not be able to go this year, unless he asks for leave. Peter didn’t agree. He is not British. This festival doesn’t matter to them. If he asks for leave at such an important time, it is really unfair to his future. It's over.

After noon today, almost everyone in the UK will be off work. The transportation department, restaurants, supermarkets, etc. will not be able to take a car.

Ma Keqin felt quite bored, so he planned to ask Elmer and Valle to go to Tony's bar to pass the time. Tony was an old bachelor, just suitable for entertaining three young bachelors.

It turned out that Elmer went home, and it was just him and Valle.

The three men drank low-alcohol fruit wine and stared at the light bulb in a daze. There was a bad movie on the TV, which was crumbling like a yellowed phonograph film. There were still seven or eight tables in the bar, cramped space, mottled the walls.

This bar has no name, and regular customers call him Tony's Bar. It was only recently that he found out that Tony and Harry were half-brothers, and this bar was the only property left by his father.

Chatting with each other, Ma Keqin actually likes this kind of rhythm of life. Now there is no Weibo, no Twitter, no smart phone, and no mobile phone tied to a horizontal bar to have sex everywhere. Crowd taking pictures.

For celebrities like them (I think of Baiyun and Heitu for Mao), no one will know where you are unless the paparazzi is following you. If it is a few years later, maybe he will be posted on the Internet as soon as he leaves the house.

Jobs didn't know whether he did a good thing or a bad thing.

"Tony, isn't it a bit boring for you to live like this every year?" Valle said, looking at the light bulb bored.

Tony emptied the remaining wine in the glass, swirled the glass, clicked his tongue, and said, "Boy, you won't know how rare these leisurely days are until you're my age."

Mark Qin tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tucked fruit wine, miss the taste of the past, ignored Tony, people are old, even if they are still in their prime, they can't smell the vitality anymore, they like to look at old old photos Live in the past.

People are very strange. Maybe today you like to be lively, but tomorrow you can’t wait to go back to the mountains and forests. There are many beautiful things. Some people like to treasure them, and some like to forget them. In the end, they all want to be comfortable.

Tony lives comfortably, and Valais is still facing the morning sun, so of course he has nothing in common with Tony who is sitting and watching the sunset.

"Click", the door of the bar opened.

At this time, besides them, is there anyone else here? Ma Keqin felt very surprised, so he looked back.

The person who came was wearing sunglasses, with long golden hair, which was carefully groomed at first glance, wearing a lady's felt hat, and a long black wool coat, wrapping her body tightly.

She took off her gloves, sat down and poured herself a glass of wine, spit out warm words: "Tony, you are still the same"

I rely on! Tony, who has known each other for several years, finally transforms late at night, revealing the true colors of BOSS.

After sitting in this broken bar for so many years, no woman has ever approached Tony. Today, a lady came unexpectedly. Mark Qin wondered if the hidden plot was triggered.

"Hey, hello, Mark." The lady took off her glasses and greeted Mark Qin with a smile.

Convex, he and Valai's eyes widened, Valai's mouth could fit a duck egg, it looks familiar~

"Katherine Rowling, nice to meet you," she held out her hand.

He and Isabella went to watch the Phoenix Cup that was just released...

Ma Keqin turned his head to look at Tony with his mouth open, as if he was looking at a heartbroken man. There was no way, this legendary woman's early life experience was too famous.

"It's not what you think", Tony showed the demeanor of the boss, "It's just a neighbor when I was young"

that's all...

"Hello, Catherine, I didn't expect to meet you here. I've watched all the Harry Potter books." Mark Qin shook hands with her and Valle nodded.

"Thank you, Tony and I are old friends, and he helped me a lot in my most difficult time," Catherine said with a smile.

Hey, there is also the scene of helping hands in adversity, hey, didn't her brother-in-law rescue her?

But now is not a good time to gossip, he chatted with her politely, then pulled Valais out of the way.

"Don't you have to accompany the children this year?", after Ma Keqin and the others left, Tony looked at her and said casually.

"The child has gone to his father's place. I came to you to try to be quiet. I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to guard this bar." She looked around and said.

"I didn't expect you to find it here." Tony got up and walked behind the bar. "Still the old one?"

"Hmm~"

...

Everyone around you who does not show their mountains and dews may be the protagonist of fate at a certain period of time, hiding too much past and stories, and when they shine dimly one day, they will instantly stand tall stand up.

Ma Keqin and Valai parted ways, one went home and the other went on wandering to write their own stories.

On the way, he began to call Merek Resmos one by one in alphabetical order boringly, and when he walked to the door, he felt a little deserted.

There was no slapstick from Amin, and no jokes from Peter. He took out his cell phone in one hand and took out his key in the other to open the door.

"Click", the door opened from the inside.

When two people get along, there will always be a scene that will make you feel particularly at home. It may be a strand of hair shining in the morning sun, it may be the sweat of cleaning the house, or she is wearing an apron and waiting for you to come back...

"My dear, Merry Christmas!", Isabella leaned against the door and smiled slyly at him.

He froze for a moment, then seemed to be smiling all over his body, and skillfully put his arms around her shoulders and walked into the room.

A colored hairpin clips the gray and white long hair, a milky white turtleneck sweater, skinny jeans, a pair of cotton slippers around the apron, and is concentrating on stirring Sarah on the countertop of the open kitchen~

Mark Qin hugged her slowly from behind, rubbing her neck, making her dodge for a while, "Mark, don't make trouble~"

"How do you know I miss you?" He sniffed her smell obsessively, "Now I want to eat you~"

"It's no use eating me." She turned around and threw the salad bowl into his arms. "Now only Sarah can eat it."

He hugged the salad bowl and looked at her expectantly.

"Hey, I can't stand you." He tiptoed and pecked lightly on his mouth, "Let's go down."

Seeing that he still didn't want to finish, he pushed him out of the kitchen angrily, "Let's go, I haven't had enough for dinner~"

Two people nestled on the sofa, each with a wooden fork, and Ma Keqin held a salad basin that was about to catch up with the small washbasin in his arms.

You feed me a bite, I feed you a bite, this is the correct way to open a knife and fork!

"taste good or not?"

"Yeah, it's awesome, what kind of meat is this?"

"Turkey, I also put shredded beef"

"Xue'er, Sarah, you can support me in the future"

"Cut, who cares to feed you?"

"Then I will feed you and make you fat and white."

Isabella rolled her eyes, and she nestled a little tighter in his arms. The British version of the Christmas party was playing on TV. Mark Qin felt that his bad taste had become more and more serious in the past two years, as if he had returned to When I was in school, I liked the mentality of crazily complaining.

Is this young? Does it mean that the more things you can accept, the older you are in your mental age?

Not going anywhere, just guarding your house until the end of time.

"Mark", Isabella leaned her head on his shoulder and whispered to him. He held the basin in one hand and the girl in the other.

"Huh?", he replied while watching the talk show on TV.

"Will you always love me?"

His thinking is like the motor in "Suzhou Creek". He likes the love at that time, like cooking soup with a slow fire, the longer it lasts, the more fragrant it is, not like everything is fast food now.

"of course!"

Then she will continue to ask, will it be forever? He will answer, of course!

"I'll always love you too," she said.

"Crunch", he stopped the water spinach leaves in his mouth, and hugged her a little tighter, "Xue'er, is there something wrong with you?"

She shook her head in his arms, and said dreamily, "Mark, why don't we get married?"

"Gulu", Ma Keqin swallowed hard, and the little boy was so frightened, "Okay...ok...okay"

"Pfft", she raised her head with a smile, with a smug look on her face, "It scares you, your heart beats so fast"

mmp, author, you are sick! Ma Keqin was speechless and asked the sky.

Kissing her to death was the only way for him to vent his embarrassment. Isabella jumped up and pushed his pouty mouth away, as if you couldn't do it.

"Xue'er, you've learned badly." He slumped his hands on the sofa and played like a rogue.

"Hmph, I tried it out as soon as I tried it, it seems to scare you," she said coquettishly with her hips on her hands.

"The conscience of heaven and earth~", he wanted to cry but had no tears, "tonight we will enter the bridal chamber, hehehe", he jumped up.

"Ah~", she screamed, turned around and ran...

Chickens flying and dogs jumping..., the two of them finished playing for a little fun, gnawed and touched, and were tired and nestled on the sofa to consume electricity.

Isabella was lying in his arms, playing with the hem of his clothes, her little face was flushed, she didn't know whether it was from the kiss or from tiredness.

He stroked her hair, smooth and smooth, and couldn't put it down, "Xue'er, is there something you are unhappy about?"

"Well," she snorted, "Mom and Dad are divorced, and this is the first Christmas we haven't been together"

He froze for a moment, "why?"

"Mom said that Dad's business... had a problem, and he was afraid that if something happened, the debt would affect us," she buzzed.

"Huh?" So that's it, "Then they got a fake divorce, it's okay." This is normal in our Gada.

"I know it's fake." She sat up and said solemnly, "But shouldn't a family share weal and woe? If not, is it still a family?"

"Fool", he held her in his arms, "They have you and your brother, maybe they share weal and woe in another way, for them, if you are well, the family will be well"

"Is that true?" She raised her head in his arms, "Will you treat me like this in the future?"

"No, in our place, the daughter-in-law is in charge of the accounts, so I will never go bankrupt." He gently shook her, speaking a truth called happiness.

Everyone is managing their inner happiness in their own way, and if they find it, everything will be fine.