Chapter 147 Homely Chat
Mihawk came over after hearing the sound and looked curiously at the dumplings floating on the water in the pot.
There is no such thing as dumplings in Mihawk's hometown, so he is very curious about the dumplings in the pot.
(Customs in each sea area in the One Piece world are slightly different.)
"Huh~" Aizen took out all the dumplings, put them in cold water and shook them, then picked up two bowls and filled them up.
Aizen glanced at Mihawk and saw him staring at the dumplings in his hand with a curious look on his face. He said angrily: "Go get the chopsticks!"
"Hehe~"
Mihawk laughed sheepishly a few times, and then ran into the inner room.
Aizen followed him with two bowls of dumplings.
At this time, there were already three stir-fried dishes on the table, a plate of sweet and sour fish, a pot of chicken soup (not poisonous), and finally these two bowls of dumplings.
Aizen took out two bottles of wine from under the table and put them on the table with a bang.
"We won't get home until we get drunk tonight~" Aizen shouted happily while looking at the dishes on the table.
Seeing how happy Aizen was today, Mihawk's lips also turned up, "Okay!"
Aizen looked down at his watch, there were still two hours until twelve o'clock.
Aizen looked at the dishes on the table tangledly, then looked at the watch, sighed and said, "Let's eat!"
Mihawk looked at this scene in bewilderment, wondering why Aizen had to wait until twelve o'clock.
Seeing Mihawk's confused eyes, Aizen said helplessly: "Eat..."
Aizen reluctantly picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. Well, it tastes good~
Of course, twelve o'clock does not have any special meaning. Well, the only meaning may be that Aizen is used to staring at the TV at this time and waiting for the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala~
So it can only be said that it is Aizen's simple obsessive-compulsive disorder...
Mihawk immediately picked up a dumpling, bit it down, and the juice burst in his mouth instantly!
The delicacy kept hitting the tip of his tongue, and Mihawk narrowed his eyes happily.
After Lan Ran took two bites, she set her sights on the brightly lit houses outside the window, and her mood fluttered for a while.
"It's great, family reunion..."
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At twelve o'clock in the night, Mihawk had already eaten and fell asleep. Aizen gently covered Mihawk with a quilt, and then walked out quietly.
Aizen didn't stop until he reached a jungle two hundred meters away from the house.
Lanran leaned against a one-meter-thick tree, and slowly took out a phone bug with a special shape from his arms. Well, is the phone bug special enough to have purple hair~
Aizen took a deep breath and dialed the phone number.
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At this time, Marine Headquarters, Marineland
It's the Chinese New Year, and Marin Fando is also full of joy. Although he is not allowed to go home to visit his relatives, most of the navy soldiers still cherish this festival very much.
New Year decorations are hung everywhere, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
It was already late at night, and most people had gone back to sleep, so Malinfando seemed a little quiet and deserted after the crowd had dispersed.
"Huh..." Zefa exhaled a puff of smoke, staring blankly at the photo on the desktop.
The office was so quiet at this time that Zefa could even hear his own heartbeat.
Click! Click!
The clock on the wall rang suddenly, and Zefa didn't even need to glance to know that it was twelve o'clock.
"Alas~" I don't know why I sighed, but Zefa just wanted to sigh.
'what happened? Obviously for so long, I have spent the Chinese New Year alone...'
Because Zefa, as the admiral of the navy, can't leave the headquarters without authorization at this important juncture, so every time he goes back to accompany Fina and Rancher, it is a vacation after the New Year.
Just when Zefa was wondering why he was like this, the phone in the drawer suddenly rang.
Hearing this voice, Zefa was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly opened the drawer and carefully took out the phone.
Click, Zefa gently picked up the microphone,
A young voice came from the microphone, "Aren't you asleep yet? Old man..."
On the opposite side of the microphone, Lan Ran pursed her lips, thought for a long time, and decided to call him the old man...
Hearing this familiar voice, Zefa suddenly felt his eyes a little sore, but he suppressed the emotion and said in a normal tone as much as possible: "I'm still approving documents, what's wrong, brat..."
The moment he heard Zefa's voice, Aizen felt his chest was a little congested, and there seemed to be something blocked in his throat.
After a long while, Aizen finally said: "Go to bed early, staying up late will hurt your body..."
Hearing this, the muscles on Zefa's face twitched a little, "Why did you call me suddenly? Did something happen? Or did you encounter any difficulties?"
Aizen's hands subconsciously clasped the tree trunk and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, I just wanted to call you and say hello to the New Year..."
Hearing this, Zefa fell silent.
Aizen then said: "I'm fine, don't worry, you know my strength, ordinary pirates kill randomly, even stronger ones can deal with it."
"Okay... don't be too proud!"
Hearing Aizen's words, Zefa couldn't help laughing, but still reminded him in a deep voice.
"I know, you should eat and drink at home, and don't be too busy at work. You should retire at your age. Staying up late is even more harmful to your health~" Aizen said babbled.
Listening to Aizen's chatter, Zefa's mouth pursed and his eyes became moist.
"Just wait, I will succeed you as general when I get back, and I will kick you out immediately. When the time comes, you can take care of yourself at home..."
"Okay...ok... brat, I'm waiting for that day!" Zefa said with a smile.
Aizen seemed to have entered a state and started chatting.
"Old man, you don't know, yesterday I met that girl Charlotte Lingling. She actually wanted me to be her husband, but she made me so angry!"
"I had a fight with her at that time. If she hadn't run so fast, I would have arrested her!"
"She doesn't even think about whether she deserves it, the toad wants to eat swan meat..."
In the office, Zefa sat quietly on his chair with a pleased smile on his face, listening to Aizen's chatter...
In this way, Lan Ran babbled for several hours, confiding in one breath his experiences of the past few months.
During this period, Zefa only occasionally reprimanded a few words, "Don't be proud" and "It's always a good thing to be careful"...
In this way, the night gradually faded, and the sky in the distance that meets the sea level gradually revealed a fish-belly white.
Aizen suddenly noticed the passage of time and immediately stopped talking.
Zefa, who heard Aizen's voice suddenly disappear, said, "What's wrong?"
"Well...it's okay...old man, this time I've been talking for too long, you should go and rest quickly..." Aizen said.
"Well... you boy... you have to be well alone, and you will be back in a few months after the year..." Zefa's voice suddenly softened.
"In short... Be careful sailing for ten thousand years..."
"I know, old man..." Aizen said with a smile.
"That's it, I'll hang up now, old man. I'll see you in a few months~" Aizen said in a brisk tone. .
"Okay..." Zephyr said with a smile.
Click, the microphone was put down, and the phone was hung up.
Aizen stood there quietly, staring blankly at the phone bug in his hand. After waiting for a long time, he slowly walked towards the wooden house.
Zefa took a deep breath, and the smile on his face did not disappear for a long time.
Zefa slowly packed up the documents and walked out of the office.
Zefa just walked out of the office and happened to meet Seng Guo who came to the office building.
Zhan Guo looked at Zefa in surprise, "You came so early, Zefa?"
Zefa smiled and waved his hands, and walked towards the outside of the office building without looking back, "Warring States~ Tell the old man Kong that today is my day off, and I'm going home to rest~"
Warring States stared blankly at Zefa who was walking away, with questions in his mind, "Asking for leave?! Zefa, who has not asked for leave for eight hundred years, is asking for leave?!"
