When the two entered the house, Tang Yiqing felt that something was different at home.
"Xiaojing, thank you so much." Tang Yiqing said very sincerely.
"Is the rice not hot? Sit in the pot and heat it up."
Zhao Xiaojing was very embarrassed to be thanked and quickly changed the subject.
The two of them had lunch, and the food in the cafeteria was average.
Tang Yiqing looked at the clean Zhao Xiaojing and suddenly felt that he had nothing to do this time. Let her leave the day after tomorrow.
After lunch, he said, "Xiao Jing, you rest at home for a while. I'll go out and maybe buy some meat. Just wait and let's improve it. Sometimes you can't even buy meat in this restaurant."
Zhao Xiaojing was used to being obedient before and didn't think anything was wrong.
Tang Yiqing went out for more than an hour and came back at almost two o'clock, but he brought with him two kilograms of pork, a rabbit and a chicken that were not too fat.
"Haha, Xiaojing, your life is so good. Even if you have money, you can't buy this thing. Can you stew meat?"
"Yes, I can still stew meat."
"Okay, I'll feather the chickens and skin the rabbits."
"Okay, can I stew it in one pot?"
"Okay, that way it will taste better, otherwise the rabbit and chicken will be tasteless."
The two of them stewed the meat in the pot until four o'clock. The aroma filled the small room.
There is no need to light the fire, Zhao Xiaojing has found cornmeal, scald it now, and wait until the meat is almost cooked and stick pancakes on the side of the pot.
It wasn't until seven o'clock in the evening that the two of them sat on the kang. On the dining table were a large pot of meat, a pot of pancakes, and pickles with green onions and miso.
Tang Yiqing looked at the dinner table and smiled, "It's better to live like this.
Shall we two drink some? This is the wine made by my father, sorghum wine, not dry sweet potato wine."
Zhao Xiaojing also knows how to drink. In fact, in such a cold place, she will drink some wine in winter, especially in the past few years when the harvest has been good. Xu Hongbing also knows how to make wine. She has learned it.
When I think of Xu Hongbing, I think of the days when they were together. At that time, Xu Hongbing would let himself drink every night. He said that he liked being able to let go when he drank too much.
In fact, he likes women outside to cater to him, so let's let him go, right?
Tang Yiqing moved the wine jar and saw that Zhao Xiaojing suddenly felt bad.
"What's wrong? Don't you drink? If you don't drink, I will move back."
"No, no, let's drink."
"If you're not in a good mood, don't drink. It makes you feel uncomfortable."
"No, I want to drink. Come on, let me try this sorghum wine. I can make it too."
The two of them each had a bowl. The food was really good, with a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine. Tang Yiqing also gave Zhao Xiaojing the chicken legs. This was treatment she had never received before. When they were a child, they had one each for father and son.
When she was a child, she had one child each. She had never eaten chicken legs.
After drinking, the atmosphere became much better. The conversation became more and more in-depth.
"Xiaojing, what's wrong with you? Why do I feel that you are in a bad mood all of a sudden? It makes me feel a little distressed when I see you."
Zhao Xiaojing drank all the wine in the bowl, "My man no longer wants us, mother and son. He has a child with a woman outside."
Zhao Xiaojing felt that she felt a lot more relaxed after telling her. Really. So she decided to share her unhappiness with this friend whom she had just met for a short time.
"My husband is a smart man. Every year he secretly takes his own grain, eggs, meat, etc. to the market to sell.
This time, my eldest son came back from vacation abroad and met him in the city.
What do you think is wrong with me? He actually asked me to go to the fields to earn money and give it to that woman. That woman actually wanted to send my son to the police station, claiming that he bumped into her."
Tang Yiqing gave Zhao Xiaojing another bowl of wine, but she drank it all in one gulp. Tang Yiqing filled it up again: "Xiao Jing, eat some meat. This meat is so fragrant. Don't just drink. You will feel uncomfortable after a while."
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Zhao Xiaojing drank it all again. She smiled, but her smile was very miserable.
"You said there's something wrong with me, but I treated him wholeheartedly. If my mother-in-law hadn't been so powerful, I would have been fooled by him.
There is nothing good about a man. He also said that he would no longer want women or children. But when they were in the police station and found out that the woman was pregnant, he did not say no. This is what a man is."
Tang Yiqing gave her some meat and handed her a piece of pancake. He didn't know what to advise. Isn't that just him? What if his wife at home is beautiful and virtuous? Don't you think women outside are good?
"Pour me wine, drink wine, and eat meat. After telling you this, I feel a lot happier."
"Xiao Jing, you'd better stop drinking. You'll have to drink too much in a while." He began to feel pity for this woman.
Zhao Xiaojing saw that Tang Yiqing refused to pour it for her, so she immediately picked up the wine jar and poured it herself.
Let Tang Yiqing take over, "I'll do it."
"If you drink with me today, we won't go home until we get drunk."
Zhao Xiaojing drank two bowls of wine again and was now stunned.
"Tang Yiqing, tell me, why do I still think about that man? What's wrong with me? My eldest sister and my younger sister all said they couldn't have that man anymore.
I know everything, even if we are still together, he will have a second, third, and more women.
But I can't forget him. We lived together for nearly ten years, and I kept thinking about him over and over again."
"Not worth it."
"Yeah, I know it's not worth it. I have two sons. Just because of my depression, my sons dislike me.
Okay, I will definitely make a lot of money so that both of my sons can go to college. Let others see that I, Zhao Xiaojing, can also train my sons to be capable."
"Yes. Your idea is very right. This is how it should be."
She could no longer sit still. But she still wanted to drink. Tang Yiqing hugged the wine jar and left.
"Why don't you let me drink too? Let me drink to my heart's content. That man said he likes the way I look when I drink too much. Humph, he won't be able to see me anymore even if he wants to."
Tang Yiqing looked at the woman opposite who kept talking and sighed in his heart. He was just like her man. This was the first time he heard this from a hurt woman. His wife was also like this at that time, right?
"Xiao Jing, do you still want to eat? The meat is already cold, I'll heat it up?"
Zhao Xiaojing shook her head, "I don't want to eat, I just want to drink."
"Okay, I've packed it up. You can lie down and take a nap and you'll be fine tomorrow. I'll go to the unit to sleep."
Tang Yiqing went down to the ground and took the table down. Looking at Zhao Xiaojing lying on the kang, he sighed and got up on the kang and covered himself with the quilt. "Xiaojing, you lie down on the quilt."
