The temperature dropped sharply after nightfall, and it became increasingly chilly to stand in the empty yard.
However, no one in the group was willing to enter the house to warm themselves by the fire, so that Ulan was embarrassed and kept urging:
“Come inside and sit down, get warm inside and don’t get cold.”
“No, no!” Lao Li was pacing in the yard, and inadvertently walked around to the kitchen door, and then couldn’t help but take a deep breath:
“There must be green onions in this fish, it’s so fragrant!”
Another person came over at some point and was staring at the kitchen with a longing expression: "Why do I smell a sour smell...what dish is it? It looks familiar."
Xiao Du didn't hold back, and followed Lao Zhu as he walked over to the side. Then he pretended to be casual and turned to the side. At the same time, he said casually: "The smell of green tomatoes. When the weather is hot in the summer, use it to stir-fry the fish fillets. Special meal.”
As soon as he said this, several people who were originally seduced by the aroma of the kitchen and could not sit still turned their heads to stare at him.
By chance, I saw Party Secretary Xiao Zhu walking slowly from outside. Everyone’s faces fell, their lips twitched, and their whole expressions became depressed:
“Xiaojun, tell me about you. You have been running around in our compound since you were a child. In my heart, you are just like my granddaughter. Why do you favor one over the other?”
“That’s right, Xiaojun, when you were playing ball with others when you were young, you knocked over my dining table. Did I say anything? You can’t have good things and only think about Lao Zhu!”
"That's it! You're young, don't be shackled by blood. What's so good about Lao Zhu? You see, he won't even recognize you when he comes..."
“He doesn’t even take you at ease…”
What what what?
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, was confused. At this moment, he quickly defended: "Why do you prefer one to another? I don't!"
It is impossible to admit it!
Lao Wang pointed at Lao Zhu who was circling around looking at the sky and the earth:
“Just when we were smelling it here, he immediately said it smelled like green tomatoes...Tell me, if he hadn’t eaten it, how could he know it?”
Ah this.
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, looked at Lao Zhu - you are not living up to expectations!
Lao Zhu said confidently: "Why, you didn't eat green tomatoes when you were young? I did? I can recognize them. I haven't forgotten my roots. What's wrong?"
This excuse was so lame, even the smile on his lips was so arrogant.
Everyone stared for a while, then suddenly turned their attention to Xiao Du beside him, and then ordered: "You all recognize Xiao Du's figure and face! When he comes back to collect the express, you can follow him, as long as it is sent from here. Yes, you can just unpack it for me. If you unpack the things, we will all share them, so we won’t take him with us!”
This is of course a joke. If anyone can dismantle express delivery on the mountain like this, there will really be problems.
But Lao Zhu knew that even if these gangsters didn't demolish it on the spot, they would still gather around his yard and watch what he demolished.
He was so full of hatred all of a sudden that he felt scared even thinking about the future.
At this moment, he was staring at his granddaughter, his eyes full of asking for help.
What can you say?
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, was helpless. At this moment, he had no choice but to pick up two wine bottles:
“Do you smell the fragrance?”
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Tonight, the large round table in Lao Song's house that can accommodate 30 people was once again lifted and put on the table, and then it was full.
When the seventh cousin washed his hands and brought the last dish on the way, the whole turntable made an overwhelming sound.
Everyone stared at the big basin in front of them—they had eaten a lot of farm food, but none of them were really as simple as this. Look, serving dishes depends on the basin!
There are a few small pots dotted here and there, all of which are fish they caught - there is no way, the species are scattered, and it is impossible to put together a big pot.
Everyone sat reservedly, trying to retain some dignity as guests. However, being overwhelmed by the aroma of various kinds of cooking, it was like having a Sun Wukong stuffed in my stomach, causing overwhelming greed.
Song Youde was invited here again tonight, and after several rejections, he successfully sat on the table—because Song Tan said:
“Grandpa, you are the elder. I will serve the rice here for you, so you can sit down at the table.”
Who lets the upper seat happen to be in the narrowest position due to distribution reasons?
And the little old man can drink this coveted drink tonight while the guests are here. It’s so beautiful that he doesn’t want it. It’s rare that he doesn’t have stage fright to say a polite word:
"Um... I wish you well, Party Secretary. I treat him as one of my own family members, and you are all my own family members. Don't think it's rough! Just eat it, I can just stand up and pick it up if you can't reach it!"
“Okay, okay! Good, okay!”
Everyone nodded again and again, wondering why we had to talk for so long while eating. After some routine humility, the guest Lao Zhu finally took the first chopstick!
At this moment, it was as if a tiger had opened the gate and the rice bowl had turned into spirit.
Especially the 10 new people.
The five old people looked quite old, but their actions should not be underestimated. They showed off their dishes in all directions, with great vigor. It’s as if I’ve never had enough to eat at home, and everyone watching is frightened!
Even more ferocious are the relatives they brought with them. They all have slender waists and long legs, upright bodies, and are meticulous and considerate in their words and actions... They helped out a lot in the yard this afternoon.
Ulan also thought to himself: Although they look upright, they are all gentlemen.
But now this gentle man's hands are flying, his chopsticks are dancing like a tiger, and the rice cooked by the seventh cousin is so good that I can't wait to eat three bowls of it, even with the grinding and dazzling!
When it comes to eating, no one has an advantage over them! Being fast, accurate and ruthless is simply a basic skill.
Oooh! Oh yo! Seeing this posture, the old Song family was stunned, and now they couldn't help but tremble with fear -
If you just eat it like this, can you taste it? Don’t overeat it by swallowing it whole!
Qiaoqiao, who was sitting by the door, also opened her mouth wide. After a long time, she finally got up and said, "I'll go get the Jianweixiaoshi tablets..."
Everyone looked at Song Tan for help. The Party Secretary Xiao Zhu on the side had already lowered his head, wishing that he was not an ostrich.
Hey, it’s a pity that no one knows the identity, this eating appearance is... disgraceful!
Song Tan stood up, picked up a bottle of wine from the table and took off the lid:
“Come on, don’t just eat, I’ll pour you some wine.”
Everyone's movements slowed down.
The next moment, the wine bottle was taken over by Xiaozhu Branch Secretary:
"I'll come, I'll come. You are a thin-skinned master. You don't know what my grandpa and the others can do to drink... I'll at least ensure that everyone has enough."
Her attitude was firm, and Song Tan let go. Then he saw Party Secretary Xiao Zhu gathering the wine glasses together on the table.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to go around the table to pour it, it’s just that the wine is so fragrant and tempting! If you pour it next to the seat, I'm afraid the glass in front of everyone will be empty again.
When the aroma spread, everyone sat there with their eyes fixed on the wine bottle, fearing that one of the two small glasses of wine would not be full.
Update 2, good afternoon.