Seeing that Qiao Yueyi was standing next to her, the fear in the dream was eliminated a little and said, "Yes, I had a strange dream."

Qiao Yueyi sat beside the bed, touching his hair, and said as if coaxing a child, "Huluhulu can't be scared!"

"It's not a child!" Song Beichuan said: "Why are you running to the house? What's the matter?"

"Isn't it almost the Spring Festival? As the Deputy Interior Minister here, I feel that I have an obligation to celebrate an unforgettable New Year for everyone!"

Song Beichuan nodded. These festivals are precious treasures left by our ancestors and they really need to be cherished. We cannot not celebrate the festival just because it is the end of the world. On the contrary, the more at this time, the more we can reflect the value of living.

"Okay, you'll be more responsible for this matter. Make it more lively. If you encounter any problems, you will discuss it with Lao Zhang!"

Seeing that he agreed, Qiao Yueyi nodded and walked out.

She first arranged fireworks. Everyone knows the importance of fireworks in the Spring Festival. It can be said that it is very easy for the world to obtain materials. After all, the population is very small now, and the materials are being competed for are some, such as medicines, food and weapons. For things like fireworks that cannot be eaten or used to save lives, no one will want to compete for.

So I went to the nearby fireworks shop and moved all kinds of fireworks and firecrackers of different sizes.

The second is to organize the kitchen to make dumplings. In order to take care of the number of people, they packed various fillings, such as leeks, cabbage, lamb, and pork.

Everyone is busy and orderly. At this time, there are still three days left before the Spring Festival, but if you start making dumplings that day, it will probably be too late. You just start wrapping them in advance, then put them in the refrigerator and freeze them. After the Spring Festival, you can take them out and cook them.

Time is fast, but in the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is here. On that morning, everyone got up from the bed, with a hint of excitement in their hearts. They survived the suffering and were driven out of their home by the zombies, like expelled fugitives.

What's more, they were forcibly detained by the other survivors, and were unable to maintain peace of mind day and night, and they were engaged in dark physical labor. No matter which one was, they were unwilling to remember it again.

It was just dawn, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground. Snowflakes were still floating in the sky, but it was obviously much smaller. Those who woke up early began to sweep the snow in the yard and around them.

When the child wakes up, he is so happy that he is hard to see such a pleasant heavy snow in a geographical location like the city.

Ye Ting rose the fastest, and he led his friends to run out in a hurry, making snowmen and snowball fights.

Bang!

A snowball fell on the fat man who was sweeping the floor.

The fat man slowly turned his head and said with a smirk, "You have provoked the wrong opponent!"

He hurriedly bent down, rubbed a snowball, and laughed: "You little kids! Take the call!"

He smashed the snowball on the child who threw the snowball at him just now, and shouted a trick in his mouth, saying: "Rusuchiro!"

This snowball made the child's face full. Because the fat man didn't hold it firmly, it would not hurt at all when he hit the face, and he didn't cry, but he just looked very funny.

Ye Ting, who was beside him, saw it, felt reluctant and shouted loudly: "Brothers, aim at that fat man! Hit him!"

When Ye Ting gave the order, everyone started rubbing snowballs. When the fat man saw this scene, he knew that the situation was not good and shouted loudly: "Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey, he hit me first!"

Ye Ting was not willing to care about it and said, "I don't care who hits whom! I'll see the person you hit me! Throw it to me!"

Then a dozen naughty children raised their snowballs and threw them at the fat man. In an instant, the snowballs that covered the sky flew towards him.

The fat man hurriedly protected his head, and snowballs hit him one after another. The snow like cotton stuck to him, and said in a very embarrassing way: "What are your abilities to bully the less! What kind of heroes are you?"

Ye Ting said relentlessly: "We are not heroes! We are heroes!"

"Okay! Good boy, you know how to write a whole word! Then you can't blame me!" When the fat man said this, he rolled into the snow, hid out of the attack range of the little demons, and shouted: "There is no one in the Hungry Wolf Group! Come on!"

Seeing that his team leader was almost making a snowman, they were laughing at him, but their usual practice was to execute the orders as long as they were issued. Therefore, although these people were unwilling to fight with a group of naughty children, they all began to bend down to rub the snowballs after receiving the orders.

At this time, Liu Juan ran to the fat man in an apron and said, "If you don't go to work quickly, you're almost out of your way. You're still as familiar with your children!"

The fat man was scolded by her. When the soldiers below laughed when they saw it, they all started to cheer: "Captain Bear! Team fight Bear!"

I saw the fat man pulling Liu Juan's clothes like a child who did something wrong and whispered: "Where are my soldiers? Give me some face!"

Liu Juan gave him a blank look and said, "I won't be the case! I look like a child."

After saying this, he began to help the fat man take the snow on his clothes and then said to the children: "You go play elsewhere, don't delay adult work here. Everyone is very busy. What are you doing?"

The group of children wanted to continue throwing them, holding snowballs in their hands, and wanted to throw them on Liu Juan, but Ye Ting, who was beside him, hurriedly said: "Sister Juan, we're going to build a snowman, and call us at dinner time!"

Then he turned around to stop the children who still wanted to throw snowballs.

Seeing that he was so cute, Liu Juan narrowed her eyes into crescent moons and said, "Don't run too far, just play in front of her eyes for a while."

"Okay, don't worry!" After saying that, Ye Tingbian took their friends and left.

The fat man walked up to Liu Juan and smiled and said, "This little clever ghost is acting like a good person in front of the woman and Song Beichuan, but don't say it, just the strength on his body will definitely do something in the future!"

Liu Juan looked at his appearance and said, "I think you don't want face anymore! Since that's the case, you can't blame me!"

"Let's go and sweep the snow!" The fat man picked up the broom and started sweeping the snow with great fanfare.

Turning his head and seeing his soldiers laughing aside, he cursed: "You guys, you guys, you are so easy to practice and still have the strength to laugh! Don't you hurry up and sweep the snow."

Everyone was neither angry nor annoyed, and they quickly swept the snow in the yard in one go.

Because the heating stove was burning in the room, the temperature was very high. Mr. Chen was standing in front of a table, and there were two unwritten couplets on the square table. He saw Mr. Chen holding a brush in his hand and frowned. After a while, he finally said, "I have it."

I saw the pens splashing ink on two couplets, and the pen was like a dragon and a snake. After a while, I stopped the pen in my hand and said, "It's done."

Then he brought these couplets and the word "Fu" to Yuan Cheng and said, "Big City, find a conspicuous place to paste these couplets and the word "Fu"."

Yuan Cheng fell into the Spring Festival couplet and said, "Old Master, I have to take a good look."

I saw the Spring Festival couplets saying, "The sheep will bid farewell to the old year with the new wind, and the monkey will hold the stick and the world will be clear! It's great, it's great, I like this second sentence very much. OK, I'll post it now."

Time flies very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the scorching sun in winter returns to the West along the daily trajectory, and the sky gradually fades.

Everyone was quite happy. On the one hand, they were celebrating the Spring Festival, and on the other hand, they had been suffering for so many days, and today they finally had a happy meal.

I saw a simple stage in the wide yard, and along the bottom were large round tables, all the way out along the yard. There was nothing I could do about it, after all, there were too many people now.

After that, these were all arranged properly, and several backbone figures, Song Beichuan, Fatty, Yuan Cheng, Chen Lao, Qiao Yueyi, Liu Yu, Zhang Shouren, and Li Kai, were sitting on a table.

Then the soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Regiment sat on one side, the soldiers of the Hidden Army sat on one side, and then some logistics personnel who did not go to the battlefield.

Looking at these huge crowds, Song Beichuan couldn't help but sigh. Just half a year ago, he was a little loser who was dumped by his girlfriend. Now he has transformed into the leader of such people, but only he himself knows the bitterness.

He filled his glass with wine, walked to the stage alone, raised his glass, and said to the person below: "Calm down, I have a few words in my heart to say to everyone."

Everyone applauded, and then there was silence.

Looking at their faces, Song Beichuan said: "We lived different lives and different situations before, but now we can get together alive. I think it is God's gift. We are lucky. For this first cup, I want to respect those who died unfortunately and do it for them!"

After saying this, Song Beichuan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and filled the empty cup again.

"This second cup is to celebrate that we can finally become the only force in the city of Dike. This is our home in the future. Cheers to our home!"

Another sip, the cold beer flowed into his stomach along his esophagus.

"This third cup is today for the Chinese New Year. Everyone relaxed the belt on their waists and opened their arms. They could eat as much as they could and how much they could drink! Come on! Drink it!"

Everyone raised their wine glasses and drank the wine in the glass with great pride. Then they began to eat various big fish, elbows, ribs, lamb legs, beef tendons, and countless delicacies.

The members of the Hungry Wolf Group even started to drink with their brothers' hidden army. The two groups drank aside before a while. The fat man said to Yuan Cheng: "How much do you drink?"

Yuan Cheng was afraid of him and said, "Little Finger?"

How could the fat man be timid? He drank a large glass of white wine in one mouthful, and his face suddenly turned red.

When Song Beichuan saw that they were having a good time drinking, he didn't stop him. Men, especially men like this! They just rely on drinking to enhance their feelings. Is white wine good? In fact, it is not good, but wine is to test the feelings between people. Is it willing to endure the hot mouth and the uproar in the stomach for the sake of the other party.

At this time, Qiao Yueyi also went on stage to organize several programs and sang several moving songs. Song Beichuan couldn't help but shed tears and secretly wiped his tears from the side.

Neither Li Kai nor Zhang Shouren likes to drink, but Song Beichuan stipulates that no one is allowed to drink, and those who are willing to drink together, and there is no need to force those who are unwilling to drink.

Suddenly, a beam of light rose in the sky. When it reached its peak, it suddenly bloomed, and a beautiful and gorgeous firework hung in the high dark night.

At this time, Zhang Shouren glanced at his watch and said, "It's time to ring the bell."

Ding--dong

Ding---------dong

The bell rang, and everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

"Happy New Year!"
Chapter completed!