The temperature dropped sharply after nightfall, and it became increasingly chilly standing in the empty yard.
However, no one in the group was willing to go inside to warm themselves by the fire, so much so that Wulan felt embarrassed and kept urging:
"Come inside and sit down. Come inside and get warm. 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 look on his face: "Why do I smell a little sour taste... What dish is it? It looks familiar."
Xiao Du didn't hold back, and followed Lao Zhu as he wandered over to the side. Then he pretended to be casual and turned to the side, and at the same time said smoothly: "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 turned to stare at him.
By chance, they saw Party Secretary Xiao Zhu walking slowly from outside, so everyone's faces dropped, the corners of 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 own granddaughter. Why do you favor one over the other?"
"That's right, Xiaojun, when you were a kid, you played ball with someone and knocked over my dining table. Did I say anything? You can't have good things and only think about Lao Zhu!"
"That's right! You're young, don't be constrained by blood ties. What's so good about Lao Zhu? You see, he doesn't even recognize you when he comes..."
"He doesn't even care about you..."
What what what?
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, looked confused, and quickly defended himself: "Why do you favor one over the other? I don't!"
I can’t even admit it!
Lao Wang pointed at Lao Zhu who was spinning 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, how could he know it if he hadn't eaten it before?"
Ah this.
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, looked at Lao Zhu - you are not living up to expectations!
But Lao Zhu said confidently: "Why, you didn't eat green tomatoes when you were young? I did? I can recognize them. I don't forget 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 surround him in his yard and watch him demolish it.
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 be said?
Xiaozhu, the party secretary, was helpless and had no choice but to pick up two wine bottles:
"Do you smell the fragrance?"
…
Tonight, the large round table in Lao Song's house, which can accommodate 30 people, was once again lifted and placed on the table, and then it was full.
It was full of people and full of dishes.
When the seventh cousin washed his hands and brought the last dish on the way, the entire 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 cooking dishes, it was like having a Sun Wukong stuffed in the 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. You can just sit down at the table."
Who wants to take the seat in the narrowest position due to distribution reasons?
And the little old man was able to drink the drink he had dreamed of tonight while the guests were here. It was so beautiful that he couldn't help but say a polite word without being stage frightened:
"Um... I wish the Party Secretary well, I treat him as one of my own family members, and you are all my own family members too. 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! Ok, okay!"
Everyone nodded again and again, wondering why it took so long to talk about eating. After some routine humility, the guest finally took the first chopstick!
At this moment, it was as if the tiger had opened the gate and the rice bowl had turned into spirit.
Especially these 10 new people.
The five elderly people looked quite old, but their movements should not be underestimated. They showed off their dishes from all directions, with great vigor. It was as if they had never had enough food at home, and the people who watched it were frightened!
Even more ferocious are the relatives they brought with them. They all have slender waists and long legs, upright figures, 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 is so skillful with his chopsticks that he cooks rice that makes you want to take three mouthfuls of it, even with the chopsticks!
When it comes to eating, no one has an advantage over them! Being fast, accurate and ruthless is simply a basic skill.
Oh yo! Oh yo! This posture made the old Song family stunned, and now they couldn't help but tremble with fear——
If you just eat it like this, can you taste it? Don’t swallow it whole and get too stuffed!
Qiaoqiao, who was sitting by the door, also opened her mouth wide. After talking for a long time, she finally got up and said, "I'll go get the Jianweixiaoshi tablets..."
Everyone looked at Song Tan asking for help, while Party Secretary Xiao Zhu on the side had already lowered his head, wishing that he was not an ostrich.
Alas, it’s a shame that no one knows his identity, so this appearance is... embarrassing!
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 Xiao Zhu, the party secretary:
"I'll come, I'll come. You are a thin-skinned master. I don't know what my grandpa and the others can do to get drunk... 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 pour it around the table, it's just that the wine is too fragrant and tempting! If she pours it next to the seats, I'm afraid that after going around the table, the glasses in front of everyone will be empty again.
And when the aroma spread, everyone sat there and stared at the wine bottle, fearing that one of the exclusive two-liang small wine glasses would be dissatisfied.