Chapter 70 Christmas and Gifts
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Christmas Eve.
It's already December.
The snowflakes flying outside reminded John that he should fulfill his promise.
He looked at the empty house with a wry smile on his lips, "I didn't spend Christmas with you in the past, but now I'm left behind."
Dad and Mom were living in a world of two, and Ariana didn't know where she was.
John thought about his time at Hogwarts, when he rarely spent Christmas with his parents.
After the age of 11, he spent only a handful of holidays with his family.
When he leaves Hogwarts and enters the magical society, he needs to run around for the magical world again.
At that time, the magical society was in tension with the Muggle society, and John needed to gain the right to survive in the magical world.
"You're still alone on vacation." John couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that he was not very popular.
But fortunately, I still have little Peter.
"Let me think about what to give?"
He remembered that Peter liked Lego, so in that case, he would give him Lego.
Taking out his cell phone, he called Ferdinand.
The phone rang a few times before it was connected.
The laughter of Ferdinand's family could be heard inside.
It seems they are celebrating the upcoming Christmas.
"Hey, boss." Ferdinand said with a smile, "Merry Christmas, boss."
"Are you at home? I'll pick you up right away." Ferdinand was still a very competent driver. He was ready to go out after receiving the call.
"You still have to work on Christmas?" Mrs. Pierce over there reluctantly asked her son to stay.
After John heard this, he smiled and said, "No, I just want to tell you, Merry Christmas."
He hung up the phone and stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of his room for a few minutes looking at the bustling and bustling neighborhood below.
"Two steps is also good for the body." John put down the phone and paused when he was about to put it in his pocket, but still put it on the table.
It is estimated that no one will contact me at this time.
Put on a coat, pick up a green scarf and wrap it around your neck.
John went out.
There are still two hours until Christmas.
Pedestrians on the road look forward to the countdown to Christmas.
John goes to the mall to buy gifts.
He looked at the dazzling array of Lego bricks and stood hesitantly in front of the shelves.
After much thought, I finally picked the most difficult Lego London Bridge.
Well, he simply didn't know what to buy, and he definitely didn't mean to bully Peter.
When he walked out of the door, he stuffed the Lego box containing a large number of building blocks into his small bag in an unscientific way.
Snowflakes fell on his face, and John stood in the snow, looking up.
"I haven't felt this way for a long time."
He exhaled a white breath and looked at the melted snowflakes on his fingers.
What a wonderful feeling.
I took out my pocket watch and looked at it. There was still an hour until Christmas.
John raised his hand and a taxi stopped.
He got in it and headed to Queens.
"By the way, I don't know how that Shang Qi celebrates the festival?"
Thinking of Shang-Chi, John thought maybe he could make this Christmas a little more lively.
After he left, the white-haired old man coming out of the mall followed his example.
He raised his hands, waiting for the taxi to arrive.
After waiting for half an hour, my whole body was almost frozen.
An ambulance came and took the person to the emergency room.
...
Shang-Chi is from the East, or rather his father was.
My mother comes from a place called Tarot.
When John knocked on the door of Shang Qi's house, there was the sound of falling, followed by someone rolling and crawling over.
The door was opened, and John saw sweat on Shang Qi's face, his clothes were still messy, and a pair of trousers were still curled around his knees.
John silently watched Shang Qi adjusting his trousers in embarrassment, and sighed: "Young man, you have to be moderate."
Shang Qi, who was practicing just now, became even more embarrassed when he heard this. He hesitated and couldn't explain.
John just thought he was young and frivolous, and said meaningfully: "Usually when you have such an idea, you are too busy. So, I didn't bring a Christmas gift."
In front of Shang Qi, John took out his wallet.
The green banknotes made Shang Qi think about how many dishes he would have to wash to earn money.
Taking out the money, John said generously: "Take it to buy an exercise book. Consider it my Christmas gift to you."
"Exercise book?" Shang Qi was dumbfounded. With such a huge amount of money, do you want to buy hundreds of copies?
John looked like he was doing his best, and said sincerely: "Young man, you have many distracting thoughts. Only enough textbooks can make you give up your thoughts and hold on to your integrity."
"Remember to buy all the exercise books. I will check them out when I have time."
He said the most devilish words in the best tone for you, making Shangqi want to cry without tears.
He was just practicing secretly, not violating the rules of heaven.
John didn't care about him and asked him to clean up quickly and come out, but he didn't go in to see anything strange.
Faced with the natural oppression brought by the landlord, Shangqi had no choice but to obey.
After wiping off his sweat and changing into a set of clothes, he saw the huge Lego box that John had taken from nowhere in his hand.
Did you bring this with you just now?
John didn't give him too much thought and let Shang Qi hold the box.
He leads Shang-Chi across the street.
When the hands pass twelve o'clock, ring May's doorbell.
May opened the door and said with surprise: "Merry Christmas, John."
"Merry Christmas, Mei." John pulled Shang Qi over.
Shang Qi blushed shyly, "Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas, Sean." The mature sister's smile made Shang Qi's head lower.
Peter also ran out and cheered.
"I keep my promise." John took the gift and handed it to Peter.
"Lego!" Peter was delighted.
Jump up and high-five John.
Shang-Chi looked at Peter's gift and then at the exercise book he was about to buy.
I don't know why, but a feeling of sadness came to my heart.
Could it be that Eastern children will never be able to escape the torture of exercise books in their entire lives?
The only good thing is that Peter invited Shang-Chi to play with building blocks together.
John and May are left here.
The house is decorated with lots of Christmas atmosphere.
A Christmas tree is placed in the corner.
"Wizards, uh... do they celebrate Christmas too?"
She didn't feel anything just now, but now there were only two people left. Mei didn't know what to say at first.
May can be said to be the first person to know the identity of John the Wizard. Her memory was originally going to be erased, but since everyone was familiar with her, it was not erased.
When John heard this, he smiled and said, "Not only is it a festival, but it's also a holiday."
"Christmas at Hogwarts, although not that lively, is fun."
"Hogwarts?" May asked curiously, "Is that a magic school? Do you still have a school?"
"I said, there may be wizards around you." John sat on the sofa, May next to him.
The two of them talked about a lot of things, such as school and some common sense about the magical world.
Mei is very interested in the magical world. Later, she will ask with shining eyes, what is an invisible beast? Do wizards really fly on broomsticks?
John answered her questions one by one, making Mei yearn for the magical world.
There are different magic schools in different countries.
The mysterious wizarding city on the sea.
Quidditch World Cup.
Castle flying in the sky.
All kinds of magical things, items only recorded in fairy tales.
Werewolves and vampires, invisible beasts and sniffers.
All of these are liked by urban beauties who are imprisoned by life.
"It would be great if I could go there once." Mei said enviously.
John said: "Maybe one day, wizards will completely enter the lives of ordinary people."
"At that time, you can go to the Wizard City with the wizard and take the sea train."
John said, finding May looking at him.
May reached out, touched John's cheek, and said, "You like that place very much. I can feel it when you mention the Wizarding World."
Ever since May met John, she had never seen John smile so brightly.
This made Mei realize that the strange place she longed for was John's true hometown.
"Why don't you go back?" she asked.
John paused, go back?
"It's impossible to go back. There's a lot of work there. My vacation has just begun."
John smelled a smell of paste and he hesitated: "Are you baking something?"
Mei, who was still immersed in the magical world, suddenly woke up, "My roast chicken!"
She jumped off the sofa, ran and waved the greatness that made young people afraid to look directly, rushed into the kitchen and turned on the oven.
A puff of black smoke floated out from inside.
John: "..." Are there not many women I know who can cook well?
...
It's already December.
The snowflakes flying outside reminded John that he should fulfill his promise.
He looked at the empty house with a wry smile on his lips, "I didn't spend Christmas with you in the past, but now I'm left behind."
Dad and Mom were living in a world of two, and Ariana didn't know where she was.
John thought about his time at Hogwarts, when he rarely spent Christmas with his parents.
After the age of 11, he spent only a handful of holidays with his family.
When he leaves Hogwarts and enters the magical society, he needs to run around for the magical world again.
At that time, the magical society was in tension with the Muggle society, and John needed to gain the right to survive in the magical world.
"You're still alone on vacation." John couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that he was not very popular.
But fortunately, I still have little Peter.
"Let me think about what to give?"
He remembered that Peter liked Lego, so in that case, he would give him Lego.
Taking out his cell phone, he called Ferdinand.
The phone rang a few times before it was connected.
The laughter of Ferdinand's family could be heard inside.
It seems they are celebrating the upcoming Christmas.
"Hey, boss." Ferdinand said with a smile, "Merry Christmas, boss."
"Are you at home? I'll pick you up right away." Ferdinand was still a very competent driver. He was ready to go out after receiving the call.
"You still have to work on Christmas?" Mrs. Pierce over there reluctantly asked her son to stay.
After John heard this, he smiled and said, "No, I just want to tell you, Merry Christmas."
He hung up the phone and stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of his room for a few minutes looking at the bustling and bustling neighborhood below.
"Two steps is also good for the body." John put down the phone and paused when he was about to put it in his pocket, but still put it on the table.
It is estimated that no one will contact me at this time.
Put on a coat, pick up a green scarf and wrap it around your neck.
John went out.
There are still two hours until Christmas.
Pedestrians on the road look forward to the countdown to Christmas.
John goes to the mall to buy gifts.
He looked at the dazzling array of Lego bricks and stood hesitantly in front of the shelves.
After much thought, I finally picked the most difficult Lego London Bridge.
Well, he simply didn't know what to buy, and he definitely didn't mean to bully Peter.
When he walked out of the door, he stuffed the Lego box containing a large number of building blocks into his small bag in an unscientific way.
Snowflakes fell on his face, and John stood in the snow, looking up.
"I haven't felt this way for a long time."
He exhaled a white breath and looked at the melted snowflakes on his fingers.
What a wonderful feeling.
I took out my pocket watch and looked at it. There was still an hour until Christmas.
John raised his hand and a taxi stopped.
He got in it and headed to Queens.
"By the way, I don't know how that Shang Qi celebrates the festival?"
Thinking of Shang-Chi, John thought maybe he could make this Christmas a little more lively.
After he left, the white-haired old man coming out of the mall followed his example.
He raised his hands, waiting for the taxi to arrive.
After waiting for half an hour, my whole body was almost frozen.
An ambulance came and took the person to the emergency room.
...
Shang-Chi is from the East, or rather his father was.
My mother comes from a place called Tarot.
When John knocked on the door of Shang Qi's house, there was the sound of falling, followed by someone rolling and crawling over.
The door was opened, and John saw sweat on Shang Qi's face, his clothes were still messy, and a pair of trousers were still curled around his knees.
John silently watched Shang Qi adjusting his trousers in embarrassment, and sighed: "Young man, you have to be moderate."
Shang Qi, who was practicing just now, became even more embarrassed when he heard this. He hesitated and couldn't explain.
John just thought he was young and frivolous, and said meaningfully: "Usually when you have such an idea, you are too busy. So, I didn't bring a Christmas gift."
In front of Shang Qi, John took out his wallet.
The green banknotes made Shang Qi think about how many dishes he would have to wash to earn money.
Taking out the money, John said generously: "Take it to buy an exercise book. Consider it my Christmas gift to you."
"Exercise book?" Shang Qi was dumbfounded. With such a huge amount of money, do you want to buy hundreds of copies?
John looked like he was doing his best, and said sincerely: "Young man, you have many distracting thoughts. Only enough textbooks can make you give up your thoughts and hold on to your integrity."
"Remember to buy all the exercise books. I will check them out when I have time."
He said the most devilish words in the best tone for you, making Shangqi want to cry without tears.
He was just practicing secretly, not violating the rules of heaven.
John didn't care about him and asked him to clean up quickly and come out, but he didn't go in to see anything strange.
Faced with the natural oppression brought by the landlord, Shangqi had no choice but to obey.
After wiping off his sweat and changing into a set of clothes, he saw the huge Lego box that John had taken from nowhere in his hand.
Did you bring this with you just now?
John didn't give him too much thought and let Shang Qi hold the box.
He leads Shang-Chi across the street.
When the hands pass twelve o'clock, ring May's doorbell.
May opened the door and said with surprise: "Merry Christmas, John."
"Merry Christmas, Mei." John pulled Shang Qi over.
Shang Qi blushed shyly, "Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas, Sean." The mature sister's smile made Shang Qi's head lower.
Peter also ran out and cheered.
"I keep my promise." John took the gift and handed it to Peter.
"Lego!" Peter was delighted.
Jump up and high-five John.
Shang-Chi looked at Peter's gift and then at the exercise book he was about to buy.
I don't know why, but a feeling of sadness came to my heart.
Could it be that Eastern children will never be able to escape the torture of exercise books in their entire lives?
The only good thing is that Peter invited Shang-Chi to play with building blocks together.
John and May are left here.
The house is decorated with lots of Christmas atmosphere.
A Christmas tree is placed in the corner.
"Wizards, uh... do they celebrate Christmas too?"
She didn't feel anything just now, but now there were only two people left. Mei didn't know what to say at first.
May can be said to be the first person to know the identity of John the Wizard. Her memory was originally going to be erased, but since everyone was familiar with her, it was not erased.
When John heard this, he smiled and said, "Not only is it a festival, but it's also a holiday."
"Christmas at Hogwarts, although not that lively, is fun."
"Hogwarts?" May asked curiously, "Is that a magic school? Do you still have a school?"
"I said, there may be wizards around you." John sat on the sofa, May next to him.
The two of them talked about a lot of things, such as school and some common sense about the magical world.
Mei is very interested in the magical world. Later, she will ask with shining eyes, what is an invisible beast? Do wizards really fly on broomsticks?
John answered her questions one by one, making Mei yearn for the magical world.
There are different magic schools in different countries.
The mysterious wizarding city on the sea.
Quidditch World Cup.
Castle flying in the sky.
All kinds of magical things, items only recorded in fairy tales.
Werewolves and vampires, invisible beasts and sniffers.
All of these are liked by urban beauties who are imprisoned by life.
"It would be great if I could go there once." Mei said enviously.
John said: "Maybe one day, wizards will completely enter the lives of ordinary people."
"At that time, you can go to the Wizard City with the wizard and take the sea train."
John said, finding May looking at him.
May reached out, touched John's cheek, and said, "You like that place very much. I can feel it when you mention the Wizarding World."
Ever since May met John, she had never seen John smile so brightly.
This made Mei realize that the strange place she longed for was John's true hometown.
"Why don't you go back?" she asked.
John paused, go back?
"It's impossible to go back. There's a lot of work there. My vacation has just begun."
John smelled a smell of paste and he hesitated: "Are you baking something?"
Mei, who was still immersed in the magical world, suddenly woke up, "My roast chicken!"
She jumped off the sofa, ran and waved the greatness that made young people afraid to look directly, rushed into the kitchen and turned on the oven.
A puff of black smoke floated out from inside.
John: "..." Are there not many women I know who can cook well?
...
