Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

"It's okay, I've already thought of a solution."

Soon, the lunch that everyone had worked together to make was placed on the table.

Chen Meijia, Xinling, Nuolan, and Tang Youyou each cooked several of their signature dishes, along with Hu Yifei's generously portioned egg fried rice.

It certainly looks very plentiful.

Hu Yifei picked up the bowl and enthusiastically served Ge Dali from class 543 a bowl of fried rice with eggs.

"Lili, try my secret recipe fried rice."

"Lin Yun always raves about it after eating it!"

Zhuge Dali said with a helpless expression.

"Thank you, Sister Yifei, but I've been allergic to eggs since I was a child, so..."

The men present were all stunned.

Yeah, such a simple reason, how come I never thought of it before...

Lin Yun nodded with satisfaction.

"That's right, Lili is definitely safe now."

However, the next moment, Zhuge Dali turned his head and said.

"So, Lin Yun, you can eat this bowl for me."

"Anyway, you love fried rice with eggs, don't you?"

Lin Yun smiled and nodded, then placed the fried rice in front of Lu Zhanbo.

"Zhanbo, your brother-in-law knows you're working out."

"Look, eggs are protein, rice is carbohydrates, and salad oil is fat."

Eat as much as you want, eat as much as you want!

Lu Zhanbo turned his head, intending to pass the rice in his hand to someone else.

As a result, everyone lowered their heads wherever their gaze fell.

Finally, Lu Zhanbo turned his attention to Hu Yifei.

"Sister, I see you've lost weight from all that hard work lately, how about..."

Postscript: Lu Zhanbo was punished by Hu Yifei to eat half a bowl of fried rice with eggs, but even so, there was still a lot of fried rice left uneaten, which may be the origin of the "Leftover Egg Festival".

Chapter 268 Why get a perm before the New Year? (Bonus Chapter!)

Christmas is over, and not long after that comes the Chinese New Year, a traditional festival for the Chinese people.

The radio program and the agency started their holiday together on the 28th of the lunar calendar. The holiday was seven days long, which was not much, but it was enough.

Although the holiday is only seven days long, the concept of "combined holidays" doesn't exist in this era, so these seven days are a genuine seven days.

The neighborhood was already filled with the festive atmosphere of the New Year; even sitting in a bar, you could faintly hear the sound of firecrackers.

Lin Yunyun sighed as she raised her wine glass.

"It's so nice to be able to hear firecrackers and see fireworks."

Just then, Zhang Wei walked over with a wine glass in his hand.

"Lin Yun, so you've been slacking off here!"

Lin Yun rolled his eyes.

"What do you mean by slacking off? I'm just reflecting on life."

"Have you finished putting up the Spring Festival couplets and everything?"

Zhang Wei nodded and said.

"Everything is settled, all that's left is the New Year."

Lin Yun turned his head and glanced at Zhang Wei's clothes before asking a question.

"Zhang Wei, the New Year is almost here, aren't you going to buy yourself a couple of new outfits?"

Zhang Wei said with a smile.

"New clothes eventually become old, don't they?"

“Our former dean used to say that holidays are easy to get through, but ordinary days are hard to get through.”

"Thinking about it now, it really makes a lot of sense."

Lin Yun offered some words of advice.

"Zhang Wei, your salary isn't low now, you should spend it where you need to."

Zhang Wei sighed and said.

"I haven't bought a house or a car yet, and I haven't even married a wife..."

"How could I dare to spend that money..."

Just then, Hu Yifei and the other girls walked over together.

Lin Yun turned his head and asked.

What are you guys doing here as a group?

Hu Yifei said with a smile.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, so a few of us thought we'd get new hairstyles to change our mood."

"Would you like to come with us?"

Lin Yun hurriedly interrupted.

No, please don't!

"Don't ask me to do your nails or perm your hair."

"I don't want to waste my time on this pointless waiting."

Chen Meijia leaned closer to Lin Yun and said.

"Wait a minute, when we come back after we've done our hair, it'll definitely be a sight to behold~々!"

Tang Youyou repeated.

"A light flashes!!"

After saying that, the women walked out of the bar together.

No sooner had they left than Zeng Xiaoxian and Lu Ziqiao walked over, arm in arm.

Zeng Xiaoxian asked curiously.

"Lin Yun, what have you done now that they've chased you down here to interrogate you?"

Zhang Wei explained.

"This has nothing to do with Lin Yun; it's Yifei and the others who want to form a group..."

Lu Ziqiao guessed.

"A manicure? Or a perm?!"

Zhang Wei asked, puzzled.

"How did you know?"

Lu Ziqiao sat on the sofa and said.

"Please, it's a custom for women to change their hairstyle or get a perm before the New Year."

"You don't even know this?"

Zhang Wei shook his head and said.

"This is the first time I've ever heard of this."

Zeng Xiaoxian said with a smile.

“This custom has been around since my mother’s generation.”

"And I witnessed it with my own eyes when I was a child."

"When the New Year came, my mom, my second aunt, and my aunt-in-law all suddenly became furious overnight."

Lin Yun added.

"The ruffled hair is a minor issue; the main problem is the smell of that medicine, it's really..."

"I'm not lying, when I was a kid I really thought this was what Chinese New Year was like, this was the true feeling of the New Year!"

Zhang Wei asked curiously.

"What do men do during the Chinese New Year?"

Lu Ziqiao thought for a moment and then said.

"The most universally accepted forms of entertainment across the country should be playing mahjong and poker, right?"

Zeng Xiaoxian suggested with a smile.

"We're bored anyway, how about we play some cards?"

Lu Ziqiao waved his hand and said.

"That's not as good as Ludo, it's simple and exciting!"

Lin Yun gestured for the waiter to come over and said with a smile.

"We should take turns playing; we can't rely on Ludo forever!"

"Hey beautiful, could you give me a deck of cards?"

After a moment, Lin Yun asked.

"What should we play, the four of us?"