MTL - The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993-Chapter 930 , See you again 3 (please subscribe!)

   Seeing Yuan Mei staring at her in a daze, Zhang Xuan asked her, "Where did your spring bamboo shoots come from?"

  Yuan Mei regained consciousness from the imaginings, "Huihui and I went to the vegetable market this morning to buy them, the yellow clay bamboo shoots we bought."

  Zhang Xuanshun asked: "The vegetable market in this big city still sells seasonal vegetables such as yellow mud bamboo shoots?"

  Yuan Mei smiled: "Because it is a big city, such things can be sold at a good price."

"Forehead…."

  Zhang Xuan couldn't help but patted his forehead, "You misunderstood me, what I mean is that the shelf life of yellow mud bamboo shoots is generally very short.

  In our side, if we dig this kind of bamboo shoots up the mountain, we will quickly go down the mountain to process it, otherwise the time will be delayed by a minute, and the taste will be less.

   So, you get the idea? "

  Yuan Mei was curious: "There is still such a saying?"

  Zhang Xuan nodded: "Of course, this is the yellow mud bamboo shoot."

  Precious place. "

Yuan Mei thought: "In the countryside, if you don't have fastidious foodies, even if you dig this kind of bamboo shoots, you won't go down the mountain quickly, right? You must dig more, or just dig a bamboo shoot and leave. It's a waste of time, right? "

  Zhang Xuan looked at her with admiring eyes: "I didn't expect you to know the countryside quite well. But let me tell you that there are still some foodies like this in the countryside, and there are quite a few."

  Yuan Mei tilted her head: "Like you?"

  The old man admitted without hesitation: "Yes."

  「Dangdangdangdang...」

   Just when Yuan Mei opened her mouth slightly and was about to speak, the cell phone in her pocket rang. She smiled at Zhang Xuan, reached into her bag and pressed the phone away.

  「Dangdangdangdang...」

   Just a few times, the phone rang again.

  Under Zhang Xuan's gaze, Yuan Mei's smile widened a bit, and he put down the phone again.

  Zhang Xuan thought to himself, could this be the suitor? Or the kind of crazy men complaining about women?

  「Dangdangdangdang...」

   The caller was quite energetic, and soon the third ring rang.

   Seeing Zhang Xuan looking at him meaningfully, Yuan Mei froze, took a deep breath, stood up and said to him, "I'll answer the phone."

  Zhang Xuan smiled and nodded, motioning for her to go.

  Yuan Mei picked up her mobile phone and came to a corner of the bedroom, lowering her voice and questioning: "You are really my real brother, you are really persevering!"

  Brother reminded: "It's 12:30 noon."

  Yuan Mei said unhappily, "I know."

  Brother asked: "You know? Knowing your tone, you seem to be very dissatisfied with me?"

  Yuan Mei said: "I just found out an interesting thing, but you interrupted me. Where's your brain? You still call when you hang up?"

  My younger brother was upset: "Didn't you beg me to hit you yesterday?" Yuan Mei Laipi: "Is there such a thing? Why don't I remember?"

  My younger brother was out of breath: "I don't care if you remember, I paid me $300 for making this phone call until midnight!"

  Yuan Mei hung up the phone.

  Brother called again, but still died.

  My brother was so angry that he went crazy, and sent a text message: You wait for me, next time you kneel in front of me, I won't be fooled by you again.

  Yuan Mei turned off the phone and removed the battery.

  Backing to the living room, Yuan Mei found that Zhang Xuan was no longer there. After thinking about it, she went to the kitchen.

  But he stopped at the door of the kitchen, Yuan Mei looked at the two people standing next to each other in the kitchen, and changed his mind again. …

   Said to Wenhui: "Huihui, the piano shop called and a customer came looking for me. I'll go and have a look first."

  Wen Hui turned around halfway: "Let's go there after dinner, the food will be ready soon."

  Yuan Mei shook his head: "This customer is an acquaintance of mine, I don't want to keep him waiting, you eat first."

   After finishing speaking, Yuan Mei's eyes fell on Zhang Xuan: "Great writer, I remember your words."

   Zhang Xuan smiled and said nothing, watching the big girl leave.

  Hearing the sound of the door closing in the living room, Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui looked at each other tacitly, and once again focused on the pot

  At a certain moment, foodie Zhang made a movement, and dropped chopsticks into the pot.

  Wen Hui was not surprised by his action, and directly opened his chopsticks with the shovel in her hand.

  Zhang Xuan glanced at her, and continued with chopsticks.

  Wen Hui opened him quietly with a shovel.

  Twice in a row, Zhang Xuan muttered shamelessly: "You cook for me anyway? Let me try it first."

  Wen Hui said solemnly: "The bamboo shoots are not yet ripe."

  Zhang Xuan boasted; "I know, it's okay to talk, when I was a child in the mountains, I would hug raw bamboo shoots and eat them."

  Hearing this, Wen Hui didn't stop him from using his chopsticks for the third time, but just reminded: "It might be numb."

  Zhang Xuan ignored it, and resolutely put a piece of bamboo shoots in his mouth, chewed it, and then swallowed the bamboo shoots alive under her gaze, resisting his facial distortion.

  At the end, she still did not forget to praise: "It's delicious, delicious." Wen Hui stared at him, and finally reached out and lifted the lid of the heat preservation gas pot, revealing the dry pot duck inside.

   Zhang Xuan's mouth trembled, and without further ado, he quickly put down his chopsticks and used spicy duck meat to suppress the tender bamboo flavor of the bamboo shoots.

  After eating one piece, Zhang Xuan felt much better immediately after eating another piece.

   asked: "Why do you still cook Hunan cuisine, you know I will come at noon."

  Wen Hui didn't answer, and continued to stir fry the yellow mud bamboo shoots.

  Zhang Xuan didn't care and took another piece of duck meat and put it in his mouth, just eating, he stopped his chopsticks suddenly, stopped eating, and stared fixedly at her beautiful silhouette, deeply attracted.

   It is said that Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, and the old man who hasn't seen her for 9 months suddenly has an infatuation at this moment. This feeling comes so inexplicably, but it is so strong in his bones.

  Struggled with his thoughts, Zhang Xuan finally put down his chopsticks, his emotions overcame his reason, moved his feet to the left two steps, and leaned close to his body.

   hugged her tightly from behind.

  The sudden hug made Wen Hui tremble.

  Her instinctive reaction was to pick up the shovel in her hand and smash it back, but this thought disappeared in a flash.

  She knew who the person behind her was, she was too familiar with this breath.

   Even when I am familiar with a person alone, I will often think of it.

   Body stiffened, Wenhui ignored him, still focused on the vegetables in the pot, put some white sugar to remove the astringent taste of spring bamboo shoots, put salt and garlic leaves, put a little water, turned up the heat, and collected the juice.

   Then take the pot and put it on the plate.

  The food was ready, the fire was turned off, and seeing that he hadn't let go of himself, and seeing the warmth coming from behind her ears and neck, Wen Hui fell into a long silence.

   After a long time, she put the spatula away, turned off the gas stove, paused, and leaned back slightly, holding his hands across her waist and abdomen with both hands, completely curled up in his arms. …

   Zhang Xuande was so powerful that he clasped her hands with his hands, and connected his fingers together. At the same time, he increased his strength to hug her tightly and kissed her.

  For a while, the kitchen was silent and there was no sound, only an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere was rising rapidly and spreading at a very fast speed.

   Feeling the long-lost intimacy, Wenhui was gradually infected by his emotions and affection.

  She is irreversibly moved!

  He raised his head slightly and raised his greasy white neck, slowly closed his eyes, shrank his whole body, letting the man do whatever he wanted.

   I don’t know how long it has passed, when the sound of rain falling outside the window suddenly increased, when the strong wind wrapped the raindrops and smashed the glass unscrupulously.

  Wen Hui opened her slender eyelashes with a whoosh, and the chaos in her eyes faded away, revealing clarity.

  She looked at the gray scene outside the window, and reached out her hand to seal his mischievous lips, "The food is cold, let's eat."

   Eyes collided, and when he saw that she had returned to her previous appearance, although the old man was extremely reluctant, he still didn't force it:

"it is good."

  A word of "good" separates the two.

  Zhang Xuan took advantage of the unparalleled tacit understanding between the two, and went to the living room with the spring bamboo shoots, ignoring her predicament.

  Blushing, Wen Hui stretched out her hand to pull the **** her shoulders, and then put her clothes back in place, her heart ached

   After lying down for a few times, I started to wash my hands and started to put rice in a bowl.

  「Why did you only pack two bowls of rice?」

  Arrange the last dish, Zhang Xuan asked.

  Wen Hui didn't answer, and silently put a pair of chopsticks in front of him without looking at him. Later, she picked up a piece of homemade tofu closest to the bowl, and ate it by herself.

  Watching her pick up food, watching her eat, and when she finished eating the whole piece of tofu and took a small bite of rice, Zhang Xuan asked politely, "Won't you wait for your cousin?"

   "She won't come." Wen Hui said so, but still didn't look at him.

   This was unexpected, but it was also reasonable. Thinking of what Yuan Mei said before leaving, Zhang Xuan's affection for this young girl whom he had only met a few times increased greatly.

However, Zhang Xuan ate half a bowl of mutton and some duck, and he was not so hungry now. He picked up the chopsticks on the table and picked up vegetables for her, including osmanthus fish, lamb, spring bamboo shoots, and bacon. Clip some.

   Facing more and more dishes in the bowl, Wenhui pursed her red lips lightly, did not refuse his kindness, and lowered her head to eat one by one.

   That's how it was, one picks up food, the other eats, and the two don't talk to each other, but an unprecedented warm scene appears on the table.

   After a while, Wen Hui, who finished eating a round of dishes, finally raised her head and looked at him, "You eat too."

  Meeting her eyes, Zhang Xuan said sincerely: "I'm not in a hurry, I've eaten and drank for nothing for so long, and I want to serve you once."

   Staring at him for a while, Wenhui asked, "Are you going to eat my cooking?"

  Zhang Xuan exploded instantly: "How is it possible?"

   Seeing his reaction so much, Wen Hui, who tried to talk to him, smiled knowingly, "Then eat together."

  Zhang Xuan smacked his lips: "Do you think it's a bit less flavorful to eat alone?"

  Wen Hui hummed.

   "Success." Mr. Zhang ate as soon as he said, and the wind swept away, his mother was already hungry.

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