Two o'clock in the morning, one o'clock with Zhou Papi.
The cold moonlight leaked from the gaps in the branches, scattering small white dots all over the ground. Li Donglai walked on those small white dots to the pigeon market.
Today I am going to my father-in-law's house. I have already prepared cigarettes and wine, but only the meat is left.
Meat at the pigeon market is 10 cents cheaper than at the vegetable market.
No need for meat tickets.
Anyone who is not a fool knows how to choose.
Pigeon Market is still as quiet as ever, with dots of lights moving through the darkness, each one expressing a different mood.
As soon as he entered the pigeon market, Li Donglai met the bald old man.
There is no way, even though Lao Wang is covering his face, his big bald head is in the dark environment,
Especially conspicuous.
Touching it quietly,
Want to say hello.
The bald old Wang who was inspecting the stalls suddenly turned around. As he turned around, a fist as big as a sandbag had already struck him.
Li Donglai ducked sideways: "Old Wang, an acquaintance!"
Only then did the bald old Wang recognize Li Donglai from the voice.
He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, and lowered his voice: "Why are you here?"
Without waiting for Li Donglai's answer, he pulled him to a small corner. The bald old Wang asked in a low voice: "Doctor Li, if you want to buy something, just tell me. This place is not safe."
It's not safe... Of course, I mean that the place may be rushed by the police at any time.
Li Donglai explained in a low voice: "Aren't you going to my father-in-law's house to buy some meat?"
"Okay, give me the money and I'll buy it for you." The bald old man said proactively without any hesitation.
Yesterday, Li Donglai treated the elderly people in the courtyard, including the father of Bald Lao Wang.
This little doctor's homemade recipes looked strange, and everyone was suspicious.
If Wang Wuye hadn't ordered it, they would definitely not have taken it.
What everyone didn't expect is that,
Just one dose of medicine goes down,
Their illness was more than half cured.
Bald Lao Wang's father turned out to be wheezing like a bellows.
When I woke up the next morning, I could breathe heavily and felt very energetic.
The bald old Wang was a filial son. Seeing that his father was in good health, he was naturally grateful to Li Donglai.
Facing the enthusiastic bald old Wang, Li Donglai was not polite and took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed them into his hand.
"Five pounds of fat and thin pork. If you have a pig head, get one."
"Pig heads are not common in the pigeon market. Don't worry, if there are any, I will definitely buy them for you. Five pounds of pork, plus pork, tsk tsk, this is a big gift!"
Li Donglai held his arms in his arms, looked at the bald old Wang who was submerged in the darkness, and shook his head with a wry smile.
This guy has become more talkative now,
It's not as cool as it used to be.
The bald old man left quickly and came back quickly.
After a while, he came back carrying pork and a pig head.
The pig's head is still dripping with blood, so you can tell it's fresh at first glance.
"Brother Wang,
Thanks." Li Donglai ended up with pig's head and pork.
"Thank you for nothing, I still want to thank you!" The bald old man scratched his head and said gratefully: "Yesterday you helped the elderly people in the compound to see a doctor, and you didn't even charge for the consultation fee."
"When I get married, remember to come to the banquet." Li Donglai smiled, waved his hand, and walked quickly outside the pigeon market.
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Li Donglai took Ding Qiunan home without missing a beat. As he was familiar with the route, he quickly rode his bicycle to the front door of Ding's house.
The Ding family is located in a single-family courtyard.
On the green brick wall, the branches of walnut trees stick out, and it is full of greenery.
When he learned that Li Donglai was coming to visit today, Ding Qiunan also got up early, washed his hair specially, and kept waiting in the living room.
After hearing the noise, he came over immediately and opened the door for Li Donglai.
Ding Qiunan's eyes fell on the gift hanging on the handlebar of the car, and Ding Qiunan was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.
"Brother Donglai, you bought so many gifts, how much will it cost?"
"I can't help it. It's my first time to meet my future parents-in-law. If I don't bring more gifts, what will I do if your parents don't marry you to me?" Li Donglai joked.
"That's too much..." Ding Qiunan pouted.
All this money will be hers after getting married.
The distressed look on his face made Ding Boren, who was standing under the eaves, twitch the corner of his mouth.
This little cotton-padded jacket is exposed to the wind.
Mother Ding, who was standing next to him, didn't care to sit back and watch.
It is said that the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him.
Mother Ding fell in love with Li Donglai at first sight.
The young man was wearing a slightly slim-fitting snow-white shirt.
The cuffs were folded up, revealing a thin arm, standing upright in the sun, like a thin and tall bamboo.
With thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a straight nose, he looks like a loyal and honest person at first glance.
In particular, the angular muscles faintly visible under the shirt made Ding's mother even more satisfied.
How can I take good care of my daughter if I am not in good health?
She walked over in small steps and smiled warmly: "Is this Xiao Li? It's exactly the same as the one introduced by Director Zhang."
"Auntie, this is Li Donglai. It's my first time to visit you. I don't know your hobbies. This is a little gift."
While talking, Li Donglai tied up the bicycle.
Ding's mother, who had only been observing her son-in-law just now, took a deep breath when she saw the gifts.
There were fat and thin gifts, a big carp, and...a whole pig's head.
Gift cards and fish can be bought if you have money and meat tickets, but pig heads are rare.
In recent years, fewer and fewer people in the countryside are raising pigs.
Many of them are kept at home for ancestor worship.
It's not just ordinary people who can buy a pig's head.
Is this young man really just coming from the country?
"Come on, Xiao Li, come in and drink tea, just like at home."
Mother Ding hurriedly let Li Donglai into the house and went to the kitchen to work.
The pig head needs to be simmered over low heat to be delicious.
Li Donglai, Ding Qiunan and Ding Boren were sitting in the main room chatting.
Compared to the talkative mother Ding, Ding Boren is like a dull gourd.
After asking a few questions about Li Donglai's family background, he lowered his head and poured tea.
So much so that Li Donglai thought his father-in-law had a problem with him.
Fortunately, Ding Qiunan was there to liven up the atmosphere, so it was finally not so cold.
Soon, lunch was ready.
Mother Ding carried a basin and placed it on the table.
"Today I brought a pig's head from the east, so I made a smoldering pig's head according to my hometown's rules."
The rules at home?
Li Donglai asked Ding Qiunan before he finally understood.
The Ding family comes from southern Gansu, and a new uncle was recruited there, who has the habit of stewing pig heads.
Originally, Ding Boren also asked his colleagues to go to the food station to buy pig heads, but he was ignored.
This can be considered a coincidence.
Mother Ding took off the lid, and a rich and thick fragrance suddenly filled the air. The fragrance was lingering into the bones, soft and silky, and had a pungent smell that made people's souls disperse.
This mother-in-law’s craftsmanship is really good.
As a guest, Li Donglai swallowed his saliva and waited for the host to use his chopsticks first.
But he didn't want to be touched on the elbow by Ding Qiunan: "You are the new uncle, you should pick up the meat first."
Ha, this is a good rule.
Li Donglai didn't refuse, and picked up a large piece of sauce-red meat with chopsticks, half fat but not thin, and trembling.
Pop it into your mouth, it's fresh, sweet, spicy, and lingering with the salty aroma.
When you take a bite, the oil slowly seeps out to moisturize your lips and tongue, which are lacking in oil and taste, and you don't feel greasy at all.
It seems that before the taste is even felt, a large mouthful of meat has disappeared at the bottom of the throat in an instant.
This meat is absolutely amazing!
If Ding Qiunan can learn from his mother-in-law's craftsmanship, he will be blessed in the future.
Li Donglai moved his chopsticks, and the three members of the Ding family also started to devour the food.
Half full, Li Donglai asked Ding Qiunan to open the Maotai he brought.
When Ding Boren saw Moutai, his eyes widened and his throat trembled.
He has loved drinking all his life, and now as a professor, although his salary is not low, he doesn't have many drinking tickets.
In addition, I am getting older, in poor health, and have been nagged by Mother Ding, so I haven’t drank for half a month.
When Li Donglai saw him like that, he laughed in his heart and said, "I am an old man, and I still can't handle it?"
He poured a full glass of wine and carried it over: "Uncle, you have worked hard to raise Qiunan so well. Now please feel free to entrust her to me."
"Okay, okay, I'm very satisfied with your son-in-law!"
Ding Boren nodded excitedly, took the glass and drank it in one gulp.
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Ding Qiunan next to him was so happy that his eyes turned into crescents.
Wine is food. The more you drink, the more energetic you will be. Li Donglai relied on the drunkenness to make extensive quotations and talk about the past and the present.
His extraordinary knowledge completely convinced Ding Qiunan's parents.
After the meal, Ding Bo took the initiative to invite Jiang Chen to the study.
"Dong Lai, can you play Go?"
"know a little."
"Come on, it's rare for someone who knows how to play Go to play a few games with me."
Seeing Ding Boren's eager look, Li Donglai also smiled.
Isn't it just playing chess...
How many time travelers don’t know how to play Go?
Come on!
Twenty minutes later.
Seeing the chess game in which he was unable to fight back, Ding Boren fell into doubt in his life.
And Li Donglai was also reflecting deeply.
If he had a smartphone, he would definitely send a message for help on Weibo.
"It's the first time I went to my father-in-law's house, but as soon as I got there, I killed my father-in-law's dragon. What should I do? I'm waiting online, I'm very anxious."
Of course, the entire responsibility lies with Ding Qiunan.
When Li Donglai hit Ding Qiunan before coming here.
The other party also told him that Ding Boren liked playing chess very much, and had been playing Go for decades, and it was rare for him to have an opponent in college.
Now Li Donglai really wants to say something...
That's it?
"Uncle, how about we play another round?"
Seeing that his father-in-law was in confusion, Li Donglai also felt a little sad.
