Chapter 643 It's my turn next
When everyone arrived, the Christmas dinner began.
The dining area only had some decorations, but the dining area was different. In addition to the decorations, the tables that were originally arranged one by one were now arranged into several long tables. The reason was that one long table could not accommodate so many people in the garrison. These long tables were filled with Christmas dinners, roast turkeys, roast suckling pigs, gingerbread, etc., for everyone to take.
There is no particular requirement for seating, everyone can sit however they want.
Lexington sat on Suxia's left, having taken off her big hat a long time ago. It was inconvenient for her to move with it on, let alone lower her head to eat. She placed it on the unused table in the corner, and her bright lipstick was wiped off. The gentle and dignified lady could not be a proud queen.
Su Xia tore off a turkey wing. The part covered with spices tasted really good, but the meat inside was a little bland. However, it tasted good when dipped in sauce. After eating, she wiped her hands with a piece of tissue paper and asked curiously while looking at Lexington's gorgeous outfit, "Why did you suddenly think of such an outfit, Lexington?"
"I recommended that she dress like that." Saratoga sat on Su Xia's right. She had to compete with Xingxing for the seat next to her sister, so she just sat next to her brother-in-law. She was cutting sausages with a knife and fork. She held the sausage with the fork in her left hand and cut it into slices with the knife in her right hand. She was thinking about something and her mouth curved slightly. "Doesn't it look good?"
"It looks good." Su Xia said, "But I don't think it's suitable for Lexington."
"Just want a change of style." Saratoga said, "Who knew my sister would be so disappointing."
Su Xia tore a piece of meat from the roast suckling pig and said jokingly, "Lexington, did you hear that? Gaga said something bad about you."
Saratoga's hands under the table twisted his thighs.
"Gaga is right." Lexington is a little unconfident now, "I am useless and unsuccessful."
"Self-pity," Susha said. "That's not like Lexington."
Lexington rested his elbows on the table, resting his chin on his palm, looking at Su Xia, and smiled: "I thought the admiral would comfort me."
Su Xia withdrew her gaze from Lexington and said, "It feels a bit like that."
"What's that smell?" Lexington asked.
"The smell of your dress." Su Xia said, the charming Queen of Hearts must be very good at manipulating people's hearts.
Lexington smiled.
"Gaga recommended that Lexington dress like that—" Suxia turned to Saratoga, "Why are you dressed so ordinary, in ordinary Christmas clothes?"
Saratoga put down her knife and fork, raised her left hand and pressed it on her chest. It was a low-cut Christmas dress. She also said that the greater the mass, the greater the gravity. Even light cannot escape from a black hole. Su Xia's sight naturally cannot be good either. She said, "Is my dress ordinary?"
Saratoga suddenly showed a resentful expression, and the girl's expression changed very quickly. She complained: "What can I do? I don't have new clothes. What can I do? My sister has a lot of new clothes, but I only have one or two. I can't wear new clothes even if I want to."
"Buy it." Su Xia said.
"That's easy for you to say." Saratoga puffed up her cheeks. "I don't have any new clothes and I can't buy any."
Su Xia couldn't help but stretch out her hand to pinch the girl's cute face and comforted her: "Yes, there will be bread, butter, new clothes and so on... Let's hope."
"You don't need to say 'I hope' at the end." Saratoga raised her hand and pounded Su Xia's chest. "I'm sure I'll have new clothes."
Su Xia shook her head.
There was only Christmas dinner on the table, and if you wanted other food, you had to go to the dining area to get it. After all, it was a bit out of place to put rice, dumplings, etc. on the table.
After eating a turkey wing and a piece of roast suckling pork, Su Xia wanted to eat something else. He rubbed his legs on the ground and moved back with his chair away from the dining table. Then he stood up and was about to go to the food area. He felt that although this Christmas dinner was lively, something was missing.
Su Xia walked over to Missouri, still not realizing what was missing.
Missouri sat with her sisters. Iowa was the first to notice Suxia coming over. She didn't say anything, but just frowned and looked around, and asked, "Why is the admiral here? What are you thinking about?"
"I always feel like something is missing." Su Xia said.
"What's missing?" Iowa asked.
"I don't know." Su Xia said, "I just felt like something was missing, so I wanted to come and ask Missouri."
"Music." New Jersey waved his fork around. "There's no music."
Su Xia suddenly realized, yes, there was no music, as if the Spring Festival Gala was not playing in the background during the New Year's Eve dinner, and he couldn't feel the New Year atmosphere at all, although this was his first time to properly experience Christmas.
"The music," said Missouri, "is ready."
"Alaska, Guam," Missouri shouted, "We're still eating."
It was obvious that Missouri had already communicated with them. Hearing Missouri's call, Alaska took out her electric guitar and Guam took out her electronic keyboard, and the music soon started playing.
“The First Noel, the Angels did say;
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep;
On a cold winter's night that was so deep..."
"Is it okay?" Missouri asked.
"What do you mean?" Su Xia said, "We have music... It's Christmas, so let's play some Christmas songs to make it more festive."
"Admiral, do you know what song this is?" Wisconsin interrupted.
"Uh... not sure." Su Xia replied.
“The First Noel,” Wisconsin said.
"Then what?" Su Xia didn't think much about it. "Any questions?"
"The First Noel." Wisconsin paused. "The Chinese name is The First Christmas Song."
"I learn English every day. I learn English every day." New Jersey said with a smile, "How much English have you learned?"
Su Xia counterattacked: "I'm asking you."
“Even if it’s a Christmas song,” Su Xia said, “it still feels like there’s no atmosphere.”
"I know what song you want." Missouri snapped his fingers, "Alaska, Guam, change it."
"What do you want to change?" Alaska asked, holding the electric guitar.
Missouri glanced at Suxia and said, "We Wish You A Merry Christmas."
Alaska made an "OK" finger gesture and then started playing.
“We wish you a merry Christmas.
We wish you a merry christmas.
We wish you a merry christmas and a happy new year…”
"Now it tastes right?" Missouri asked.
"That's right." Su Xia said, he heard the familiar Christmas carols.
"The Admiral actually likes nursery rhymes." New Jersey said.
"Is that a nursery rhyme?" Su Xia asked. He didn't know if it was a nursery rhyme or not. He didn't know much about those songs, but he heard them a lot.
Wisconsin nodded.
"It's just a nursery rhyme." Su Xia spread her hands, "It's good as long as it's lively. The key is the atmosphere."
Alaska and Guam sang "We Wish You A Merry Christmas", Hillman sang "Jingle Bells", and many people joined in, from Dyson, Clarkston, O'Bannon to Firefly, a large number of children. Su Xia couldn't resist everyone's cheering and sang "Jingle Bells".
Su Xia had finished eating long ago and was sitting aside listening to everyone singing.
"Kuxiang, Kebao, where are you going?" Su Xia found that Kongxiang and Kebao were pulling the blonde loli out, "and Walkerlan."
Vauquelin is the lead ship of the French Vauquelin-class destroyer.
The Vauquelin was a French-built super destroyer. It was superior to other destroyers of the same period in all aspects because of its powerful main guns and high speed. Although it was the first ship, it was the last of the sisters to be launched and entered service the following year. No one could capture Paris before France surrendered. Due to the rapid defeat of France, it did not perform well in World War II and finally sank with the French fleet in Toulon.
The difficulty of obtaining Walkerlan in the game is quite low. Before the change, its strength was quite good. It was once nicknamed "White God of War". Newcomers can use it. After the change, its attributes are a bit lame, and its skills are useless. There is definitely no chance to attack now. The degree of internal circulation of destroyers is no worse than that of aircraft carriers and battleships.
"Play." Kong Xiang answered briefly and to the point.
"Play?" Su Xia said, "We just finished eating and can't run."
"What?" Kong Xiang blinked his big eyes, "Isn't it better to run after eating to help digestion?"
The terrifying one nodded seriously.
"Who told you that soaking food after a meal is good for digestion?" Su Xia asked.
Su Xia looked at Walkerlan. The blonde girl was a well-behaved, sensible, and even a little weak child. She asked curiously, "Walkerlan, why are you playing with them? Do you like running too?" She remembered that Walkerlan's speed was not slow, but it was just average among destroyers.
"I'm not running." Walkerland said, "I'm Santa Claus and I just need to sit on the car. Fantasy and horror are the reindeer pulling the car, they run."
Su Xia didn't react at once. What game were these little guys playing?
"I don't care what games you play. You can leave after you digest them." Su Xia waved at Kong Xiang. She really liked the little princess. Even though she always liked to fall, she still often sent her to attack. "Kong Xiang, come here and give me a hug... and Ke Hor, you come here too."
Su Xia sat with her legs spread wide open: "Walkerlan, where are you going?"
It was night, and both Essex's Bell McCann and Hutten's three eagles were languishing, because they were mainly active during the day. Cats were different, they were nocturnal animals, and they were very active at this time.
Kent's pet fierce tiger is eating like crazy. It is a tiger, and its appetite is huge, but as a spirit or hero like a ship girl, it will never grow up, and will always be a furry and plump Bengal golden tabby.
Cats have small appetites, so they finish eating early and start playing. Bismarck is particular and won't bully Hood unless she comes to him. Bismarck's pet black cat Oscar is not so particular. After eating, he has nothing to do, so he bullies Hood's ginger and fish cakes, stretching out his paw to pat the heads of the two cats, even though the cat is a circle bigger than it.
"Today is Christmas Eve, we can't do anything violent." A hand suddenly reached out and picked up the black cat Oscar, "Oscar can't bully others."
Su Xia looked at the little girl who picked up the black cat Oscar. She was wearing a Santa hat and a big cloak. She was U156. She gently persuaded the three cats not to fight. She was the angel of peace.
CV-16 looked around and found that no one was watching her. She stretched out her hand, grabbed the meat on the back of the fish cake's neck, lifted it up and put it on her lap. She stretched out her hand again, grabbed the meat on the back of the ginger's neck, lifted it up and held it in her arms, rubbing it. She didn't have so many thoughts anymore. She simply couldn't stand seeing such a cute cat.
"Admiral, Admiral." Lafite had also finished eating and had nothing to do. "When does the Christmas event start?"
"Wait a minute." Su Xia said, "Wait until everyone has finished eating, maybe around 7:30 or 8 o'clock."
Saratoga had finished eating, too, and was standing aside with a glass of wine.
"I want to sleep." Bei Zhai yawned and walked to Saratoga. The two sisters-in-law were good friends.
"Then go to bed," said Saratoga.
"No." Bei Zhai shook her head, without explaining why she didn't want to go back to bed so early. "When will the gifts be distributed?"
"Of course I'll wait until everyone goes to bed before handing them out." Saratoga asked, "Do you Germans want you to hand out presents?"
There are too many people in the garrison, and it is impossible to give all the gifts to Su Xia, otherwise one night will not be enough, so each department will be handed over to each department. As for the choice of gifts, Su Xia invited everyone to brainstorm. There is no importance of gifts, only the thought.
"No." Bei Zhai said, "My sister and Prince Eugen are responsible."
"Oh." Saratoga said noncommittally.
"Have you prepared a gift for the admiral?" Bei Zhai asked.
"He said he didn't need any gifts," Saratoga said, "because you give gifts, she gives gifts, that's hundreds of gifts, just opening them might take days. And he doesn't need anything, which means that everyone can't give him what he needs, and the gifts everyone gave can't be thrown away, and there are too many of them, so he just doesn't want any gifts."
"That's a great relationship." Bei Zhai was happy, "No need to prepare gifts."
Liking the admiral is one thing, being too lazy to bother is another, but Bei Zhai is the most caring.
"Even though he doesn't want a present," Saratoga said, "I still want to give him one."
Saratoga looked at Su Xia with deep eyes. Not to mention counterattack and Beizhai, even if the Green Hair Crane had landed successfully, she would have held hands, hugged, kissed, and flirted with her brother-in-law, but until today, nothing has happened. Is she not capable? Of course not. She just doesn't want to. Life should have a sense of ritual, and Christmas Eve is the best.
"Is it right to give myself to him?" Bei Zhai asked.
Saratoga turned to the North House, she remembered that she had not told anyone about this, and asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
Bei Zhai sneered and walked away with a yawn.
Saratoga blinked at Bei Zhai's back.
Has anyone tried it already?
Is she just a latecomer?
Is she a weakling, and is she thinking that her self-importance is just a trick left over by others?
