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Chapter 57 Don’t accept those with extremely weak physiques

 Xu Qingzhi laughed out loud, pressed her hand down, looked at Wen Shanshan's round eyes, and said: "In addition to Chinese cabbage, I have also planted other vegetables. You can pick some first to taste them.

If you think it tastes good, buy it again."

"Okay." Wen Shanshan agreed, and she was already looking forward to the days of living in the village.

She didn't really want to come to the countryside before. After all, she grew up in Kyoto and had never lived in the countryside.

The impression of the countryside comes from the Internet. It is very inconvenient to see a loess house with a mud floor and no bathing place.

This time she came to take a look. Taoshui Village has green mountains and green waters. There are few cars passing by on the road. It is very quiet. The house she lives in has been renovated and is quite nice. It has a separate bathroom. It is better than the B&Bs she has stayed in when traveling and is very convenient.

.There is also the courtyard and bluestone steps. She feels comfortable as soon as she enters. Besides, there is still her idol in the village!

Xu Qingzhi glanced towards the kitchen and saw Uncle Wang standing at the door of the kitchen chatting with his father. His father was squatting in the trash can, peeling ginger in his hand, and kept talking.

Uncle Wang is her father's old friend. They haven't seen each other for a long time and have a lot to talk about.

"I'm going to the kitchen to take a look." Xu Qingzhi said, went to the kitchen, then snatched the ginger from her father's hand and drove them out, "Dad, you and Uncle Wang can go sit outside.

I'm here to help mom."

"Okay." Xu Fuqiang thought to himself that his daughter has grown up and is sensible. After washing his hands, he called Brother Wang: "Brother Wang, let's go sit in the living room."

"Okay, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Last time I wanted to ask you to go have a drink and have a meal with me. I just kept focusing on renovating the house and ran out of time, so today I came to your house to make a living."

"What are you talking about when you have a meal or not? This is what we two brothers are talking about. I have wanted to call you to eat for a long time. Seeing that you are busy all day long, I just happened to meet you on the road today, so I called you here. Yanmei and I afternoon

I came back from helping out, so I may have to eat a little late, just a few simple side dishes, Brother Wang, don’t be surprised later.”

"Don't be surprised, I will live in the village from now on, and we will often gather together."

"Okay, please sit down quickly." Xu Fuqiang asked Uncle Wang to sit down, and then said hello to Aunt Liu and Wen Shanshan. Xu Fuqiang saw them while driving before, and he knew them at that time, so he called them up together.

After all, you have to rent your own house and spend money on eating, so it is appropriate to entertain a meal.

He went to get three cups, took three cups of sour plum soup, and put them over, "I asked you to eat, and you had to buy a bottle of drink and some wine, but I didn't have time to buy them. By chance, my daughter made sour plum soup today, you can try it.

."

After serving others a drink, Xu Fuqiang did not forget his own. He took the cup and quickly went to get a large cup.

All of a sudden, only half of the big can of sour plum soup was left.

He took the sour plum soup, sat next to Brother Wang, took a sip, and asked, "Hey, why didn't your boss's son come over?"

Brother Wang's expression changed. It was difficult to say. After all, the boss's daughter was still there, so he had to wink at Xu Fuqiang.

Xu Fuqiang reacted and shut up.

Wen Shanshan took the initiative to explain: "Uncle, my brother is not in good health and can't eat much, so he didn't come over. Don't mind."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Xu Fuqiang didn't worry about it. He knew that he was disabled in the car accident and his health was not good. How could his mood be better? If it were him... Xu Fuqiang thought for a while, then he

Maybe I can still eat it. After all, the food at home is so delicious that it would be a pity not to finish it.

Xu Fuqiang just thought about it in his heart. It would be rude to say it out loud. He took another sip of sour plum soup.

Xu Fuqiang was sitting opposite Wen Shanshan. Seeing him keep drinking, Wen Shanshan somehow aroused her greedy self.

Aunt Liu didn't move, Uncle Wang didn't move either, rounding off... If she was the only one who came to drink, would it look like she was delicious?

Ah, forget it, my uncle’s drink tastes so good.

Wen Shanshan held the cup and ignored all the messy table manners and took a sip.

"Wow~" Wen Shanshan sighed in surprise, "This sour plum soup is so delicious! Help, I have never had such a delicious sour plum soup! Qingzhi is so amazing, the cabbage grown is particularly delicious, so the sour plum soup

It can also be made so delicious."

When Xu Fuqiang heard someone praising his daughter, he was naturally happy and a little proud.

The vegetables his daughter grows are delicious, and the vegetables she stir-fries are also delicious, and she is much better at hoeing than those young men!

When Xu Fuqiang went to help today, he was inevitably told that he wanted to introduce a partner to his daughter and asked him what he thought. He thought at that time that he would have to find someone better than Qingzhi at hoeing.

Don’t take it if you have a weak constitution, otherwise you will know that it will be too hard for one person to hoe the ground.

Xu Fuqiang took another sip of sour plum soup and happily responded to Wen Shanshan's words: "This sour plum soup tastes good."

Uncle Wang originally planned to drink it after eating, so he immediately picked up the cup and took a sip. The refreshing and sweet sour plum soup had a sweet aftertaste.

"Well, Fuqiang, the sour plum soup made by Qingzhi is really delicious. I used to drink the local sour plum soup that cost 50 yuan a bowl when traveling. After drinking it, the aftertaste was a little sour, and I felt that it was not as good as Qingzhi's.

This sour plum soup is half as delicious."

Aunt Liu couldn't help it anymore and took a sip. It was indeed quite delicious.

Wen Shanshan finished the drink in a few sips and said with a smile: "Uncle, can I have another drink?"

"Of course, you can give me the cup, and uncle will pick it up for you." Xu Fuqiang stretched out his hand.

Of course Wen Shanshan would not let Xu Fuqiang help her get another drink. Xu Fuqiang was an elder, so the first drink was treated as a courtesy. If she wanted to drink the second drink, she would definitely pick it up herself.

She quickly stood up and said: "Uncle, I will pick you up myself."

Xu Fuqiang saw that the little girl had already stood up, so he didn't stop her. "Okay, go ahead and pick it up. Turn to the right to open, and to the left to close."

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Wen Shanshan took the cup to the glass bucket of sour plum soup and refilled herself.

Just smelling the sour plum soup makes people feel inexplicably comfortable. This cup is a cup for entertaining guests, not too big or too small. If you take a big sip, you can finish it in three or four gulps. Wen Shanshan really couldn't bear it when faced with such a delicious sour plum soup.

I couldn't help it, so I drank a glass of it.

She savored the taste of bayberry in her mouth, refilled herself a glass, and then walked back with the sour plum soup.

She sat down and saw Uncle Xu and Uncle Wang chatting opposite her. She hadn't eaten yet, so it wouldn't be too much to take out her phone and play for a while.

Then she took her cell phone, took a photo of sour plum soup, and sent it to her brother.

"This sour plum soup is so delicious!"

Wen Siran: "?"

Wen Shanshan: "You can't drink such delicious sour plum soup. I'll take a picture of it to make you envious."

Wen Siran: "?"

Wen Siran: "Are you okay, Wen Shanshan?"


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