Chapter 594 Ugly has its own characteristics

  Winter nights always get dark very early, and An Chen and the others woke up in a daze.

   It's past six o'clock in the evening, and the kitchen is already preparing to cook.

   I don't know whether it's because of hunger or a psychological effect. An Chen feels that he can smell the aroma of food now.

  Qu Yan and Ling Han finally came back.

   "You two parked your car far away." This was the first sentence An Chen said. These two people were obviously looking for a reason to run out, and insisted on saying that they left their things in the car. You see, what a slap in the face.

   "Hey, small mistake." Ling Han smiled embarrassedly.

   "We hang so many lights on the trees outside, why don't we turn them on?" Qu Yan's words successfully changed the topic.

  The colorful lights and light **** outside are lit, and it is also a good view from the house.

  After this, several people started to move things in the living room without stopping. Today's dinner is still scheduled to be eaten in the living room. Moving tables and sofas is another big project.

An Chen doesn't need to work, and she can't work now, but it's okay to shout for cheers. When you're tired, you can record a sound with your mobile phone, and then play it in a loop, and grab a lollipop and applaud as an atmosphere group. OK.

  An Chen has always been very careful about his temperament as a group favorite.

  Hot pot is always the first choice for winter gatherings, but today they are a little richer. Of course, there are many other dishes besides hot pot.

   It's not in vain that Ji Xuan and Ji Feng spent a whole day in the kitchen, and the freshest ingredients that Si Yi bought.

  Scenes like this may be happening in many places now. Family and friends gather together and are waiting for the arrival of the new year.

  After tonight, all gains and losses are in the past, and it will be a brand new beginning.

   What An Chen is most grateful for now is that he can finally eat normally. If he doesn't watch them eat hot pot and eat porridge miserably, he will not be happy at all.

  At nine o'clock, dinner officially began. For this hot pot meal, they prepared four kinds of pot bases just for the taste.

  An Chen likes the tomato pot, the most classic butter hot pot, the nourishing chicken soup pot, and the pork belly soup pot prepared for An Chen with the concept of what to eat.

  Shabu Shabu has rich and varied ingredients, including everything that is necessary for daily use, and there is no shortage of expensive high-end ingredients.

  Ji Xuan and Ji Feng showed their skills and made a table full of delicacies, which made people drool when looking at them, and they also took into account everyone's favorite tastes.

   This table is called Yuan Yuan Man, people are complete, and dishes are also complete.

  The heat in the pot is bubbling, and the friends chatting at the table are the most real fireworks in the world. At this time, any troubles are not worth mentioning, otherwise we will really live up to the good times now.

  Dinner was halfway through, An Chen suddenly thought of the small fireworks that had been put away during the day, everyone started the intermission of dinner, and went to the garden wearing their coats.

  An Chen holding the fairy wand is cute and loves it, and the big men are not out of harmony. The shape of the small sparks on the fairy wand is always changing. An Chen is watching, and other voices sound from the side.

   Turning his head to see, Lin Han and the others have already lit other kinds of small fireworks, but this one looks really ugly!

  An Chen looked down at the things in his hand again, and the contrast produced beauty.

  Lin Han and the others did not believe in evil, and lit another small firework of the same style. The result was still the same, but it was also a little different. It should be said that ugly ones have their own characteristics.

  The few onlookers laughed at them without hesitation. I didn't expect that setting off fireworks these days would be a matter of luck.

   When all things grow, why do they ever take into account the eyes of others.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)