The three of them classified the things they wanted to do, some were assigned to individuals to complete, and some were completed together, and soon arranged the next stage of things. Because it was the winter solstice, Yu Huizu asked Yang Rui to have dinner together at night. The winter solstice in this era was very lively, and the pedestrians on the street were as happy as the New Year. When it was almost dark, there were no one on the street early and there were no cars. Everyone worshiped ancestors and killed chickens, because the winter solstice was generally more than before Christmas.

After two or three days, he saw foreigners celebrate the festival and called Christmas the Western Winter Solstice Festival. Yang Rui remembered that there seemed to be no such festival in later generations. At most, he went to the tomb of ancestors to burn paper to worship. In fact, he didn't know that because Yuan Shikai ascended the throne on the Winter Solstice, and the time was too tight to implement, so he only set a sacrifice to the sky in this day, and also set a name for the Winter Solstice Festival in the Republic of China. Later, the Party and the country cleared this rule as soon as they came, so there was no such festival in later generations.

"The day before was the Chinese winter solstice, and the day after was the foreigners' winter solstice." Zhong Guangui said this. He had drunk a lot when he spoke, and leaned on the chair and seemed to be unable to sit steadily. Yang Rui and Zhong Guangui arrived at Cole's residence on Christmas Eve afternoon, or a hotel. He had only rented it here for three or four days, and his friends were there. This German named Leo William, who was unforgettable as soon as he met. He was as serious as Cole, with a beard and a very old green military uniform without military ranks. The copper buttons on the cuffs were already shiny, and there were no rank signs and collar seals on the uniform.

He only sat there drinking, as if it was a small break on the battlefield, and ignored Cole's introduction. When he stood up and turned his face to the cabinet to get the wine, Yang Rui saw his terrifying right face, which was a face covered with uneven scars, which was so red that it was scary. Yang Rui's heart tightened suddenly, and the sleeves of his right hand were also hung empty, and his right leg was slightly lame. He took the wine and started to pour it hard. While he was holding the wine, Zhong Guanguang also saw his terrifying face. Yang Rui felt that Zhong Guanguang had grabbed his clothes, so he held his hand back and signaled him not to be nervous.

Seeing that his cousin was helpless when he was just drinking and didn't want to know others, Cole said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my dear friend, my cousin has never been like this before. Since he experienced some things in Africa, he was very unhappy to return to his hometown, so he came to the Far East."

Yang Rui sighed, another unfortunate person was comforted and said: "Your cousin must have experienced something terrible. These are all things that require time to forget, and it will get better slowly."

While speaking, his cousin suddenly shouted loudly: "Hans, what are you talking about, what are you talking about, are you pitying me? I have nothing to be pitiful, no, no..." He smashed the table with a bottle of wine, as if to enhance his tone of speaking. Maybe he had drunk a lot, but after saying a few words, he became drunk and silent again.

Cole looked helpless. He was so crazy that he was being tossed by his cousin these days. Today, the two agreed to have a good Christmas, but he started to tossed again before he drank much. Yang Rui didn't think anything. He went out to have dinner with classmates and friends in the future. When everyone was happy, they got drunk and got drunk. But as long as they had a sleep, they did nothing. At that time, they didn't care about it and had a few drinks with Cole.

After drinking a few rounds, everyone was a little dizzy. This foreign wine is indeed different from the rice wine. It is fierce and I am drunk for a while. When I woke up the next morning, Yang Rui was still confused. Looking at the ceiling, he didn't look like a pavilion or a room in later generations. He seemed to have a knife in his mind, and he cut off his thoughts from last night. He couldn't remember it no matter how much he thought about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Yang Rui closed his eyes and then opened his eyes. He turned his head and saw Zhong Guanguang pressing on one leg on Cole. Both of them were lying on the floor. Fortunately, there was a blanket on the floor and a stove was raised in the room, otherwise he would never sleep so well.

Looking at them, Yang Rui remembered what happened last night - yesterday I came to Cole for Christmas and drank. Everyone fainted as they drank. Then Zhong Guanguang started playing with Yang Rui. Seeing that Yang Rui always lost, Cole joined immediately. After a simple training, he immediately started to work. As a result, he lost even worse. In the absence of any help, Cole's cousin appeared. After another simple training, he started to work. After several consecutive losses, he began to win. Then both sides were injured. His cousin drank too much and started to get drunk. He stood on the table and started singing:

Heil.dir.im.Siegerkranz,

Herrscher.des.Vaterlands!

Heil, Kaiser, dir!

Fühl.in.des.Thrones.Glanz

Die.hohe.Wonne.ganz,

Liebling.des.Volks.zu.sein!

Heil.Kaiser,dir!

Yang Rui did not fully understand what he was singing, but felt that he was calling for the long live ruler, the long live emperor and other things. As he listened, his eyes started fighting, and he rolled onto a bed for a while and fell asleep. Then he woke up like this. He hadn't drunk like this for a long time. He patted his head, which was still painful, and struggled to sit up. Yang Rui found that there seemed to be no one. Cole's cousin was not in the room and didn't care at the moment. After washing himself, he saw that they were still sleeping, so he woke Zhong Guanguang and asked him to wash up. He shook Cole hard, but there was no reaction. He was really sleeping.

After a while, Zhong Guanguang finished washing up, Yang Rui left a note to tell Cole that he would leave first, and left his address for him so that he could come to him if he had anything to do in the future. They left the room and when they left the building, they saw Cole's cousin walking towards the hotel in the snow. Yang Rui greeted him politely. The other party looked at Yang Rui, nodded slightly, and then passed by. Yang Rui saw him walking by, chasing the left step, as if Fu Hongxue was written by Gu Long. Thinking of what Cole said when he was drunk later, he suddenly shouted: "Ren."

William stopped, turned around and looked over in confusion, and said, "What?"

Yang Rui walked forward, stood in front of him, looked at his deep blue eyes, and said word by word: "Hans told me that you are a real warrior and I really hope to be your friend." After saying that, he stretched out his left hand, William saw Yang Rui stretched out his left hand, he hesitated for a moment, and also stretched out his left hand, and the two of them held each other together.

"I'm very happy to know you, Rennes." Yang Rui said to him.

"I'm the same." His eyes became bright, but his tone was as serious as ever. It took a long time for the two to separate. On the way back, Zhong Guangui asked curiously: "This foreigner is a bit crazy..."

Yang Rui interrupted him and said, "He used to be a warrior, he is the same now, and he will be the same in the future."
Chapter completed!