Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 218 The Story of Editing, a Writer's Husband and a Table of Food and Drink
The shock that He Ping brought to everyone was extremely dramatic. An educated young man who settled in the countryside can not only write books, but also lead commune members to become rich by raising chickens. It is not against the plot of the novel.

The accident happened before their eyes, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

Wang Meng said suddenly: "I'm a little jealous of you."

He Ping smiled slightly. Many people have this kind of experience. It is a very fulfilling thing to impress others with your own experience.

Zhu Wei nodded silently.

Li Tuo said: "Brother He Ping is really young and promising. Those of us who write novels are just talking on paper, writing about scars and reflections. The real warriors are like you, who dare to face the bleak life and dare to look directly at the dripping blood."

He Ping shook his head and said, "I'm overwhelmed, I'm overwhelmed. People in the world are in a panic, but I'm just a layman for a few taels of silver."

After listening to He Ping's words, Wang Fu chewed repeatedly, "The world is in a panic, but it's just a few taels of money..."

Hearing these words at first was a little suspicious, but after repeating them repeatedly, he could feel the open-mindedness indifferent to fame and fortune in the words, and Wang Fu's perception of He Ping went up to a new level.

At this time, her appreciation of He Ping was not only the editor's admiration for young writers, but also her admiration for his way of making money.

It is more of a kind of respect in personality and mind.

Wang Meng's smile is very characteristic, with a grin, full of joy.

"Okay! Okay! In the past two days, being able to meet a friend like He Ping is really refreshing."

There were also smiles on everyone's faces.

Li Tuo said: "Today is such a happy day, you must drink something, Nuan Xin! Nuan Xin!"

A kind-looking middle-aged woman came out from the back room. She was Li Tuo's wife Zhang Nuanxin.

When everyone was chatting in the living room, she stayed there quietly and never disturbed.

"My friend is here today, you can get me some dishes." Li Tuo's casual wife said.

Zhang Nuanxin nodded with a smile, "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Wang Meng said first: "I want to eat braised pork!"

"I think you look like braised pork." Wang Fu squeezed Wang Meng, "Sister-in-law, don't bother you, let's go out and eat."

"Don't bother, don't bother, or else you have to cook, just cook a few more dishes."

After finishing speaking, he went to the kitchen. Wang Fu still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Li Tuo, "Just let her go, it's just a few dishes, it will be soon."

He Ping felt a little embarrassed, "Why don't we go out and eat something."

Li Tuo said boldly: "How can I let you eat outside food when we get home? Let's stay here today. Let's talk and drink together today, and we will stay together without getting drunk!"

Wang Meng jokingly said: "Yes, let's talk about wine and drink, and stay drunk!"

Wang Fu rolled his eyes at these two idlers, got up and walked into the kitchen, "Sister-in-law, let me help you."

He Ping wanted to get up to help, but he didn't want to be held back by Li Tuo, so he started chatting about his novels and reading habits.

Fortunately, in the past two years, He Ping has made up for some classics and literary common sense, and he can barely keep up with the rhythm of Li Tuo, Wang Meng, and Zhu Wei.

Except for He Ping, who doesn't smoke, Zhu Wei and others are all smokers. They chatted freely in the living room, and the living room was filled with smoke after a while.

The big men didn't realize the change in the environment at all, until Wang Fu couldn't help but came out from the kitchen and opened the window of the living room, "Fucking, you know, sooner or later, everyone will get lung cancer."

Facing Wang Fu's vicious curse, several people laughed.

After more than an hour, Zhang Nuanxin greeted several people for dinner. She and Wang Fu had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, and the group of gentlemen sat in the living room with peace of mind. Zhang Nuanxin did not complain or take offense at all.

Wang Fu, on the other hand, came out to make a few insults every once in a while, and defended Zhang Nuanxin.

Zhang Nuanxin has long been used to this kind of atmosphere at home, and even came out to persuade Wang Fu.

He Ping sighed that Li Tuo really married a good wife!
When the food and wine were on the table, He Ping saw that Zhang Nuanxin verbally said that he was cooking a few dishes, but the dishes were actually very rich. They looked delicious and delicious, making people salivate.

"Come on! He Ping, it's your first time to try your sister-in-law's cooking skills. All the friends who come to my house will not praise your sister-in-law's cooking skills."

Zhang Nuanxin was a little embarrassed by Li Tuo's words, "Hurry up and eat, try everything."

He Ping was a guest today, and Li Tuo and his wife mainly let him in. The others were regular visitors to their house, so there was nothing to let him in.

Seeing that everyone was waiting for him to move his chopsticks, He Ping said, "Thanks to Master Tuo and sister-in-law for their hospitality, brother, I can't repay you, so do it first!"

After speaking, he picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it down.

"Okay!" Wang Meng clapped his hands and said hello, "Come on, let's all accompany He Ping to do one."

Everyone raised their glasses and drank.

Don't look at Wang Fu's mouth full of complaints when he was cooking, but as soon as he arrived at the wine table, he immediately began to show the aura of being a woman who does not give in to a man.After all, he is an editor in charge of so many young writers, so how can he do without a drinking capacity worthy of his work ability.

"Drink slowly, drink slowly, and order some food first."

Zhang Nuanxin did not drink, and served everyone with vegetables, showing the true qualities of a good wife and mother.

Everyone started to move their chopsticks. He Ping picked up a piece of braised pork. Under the pressure of the chopsticks, the ruddy meat seemed to be broken. He carefully put the meat in his mouth, and felt that the meat was like jelly. , before the teeth chewed the meat, it melted in the mouth, and the aroma overflowed for a while, making people's lips and teeth fragrant and endless aftertaste.

Wang Meng said: "What do I say? Nuan Xin's cooking is really amazing. Let me tell you this, at most, one-third of the people who come to Master Tuo's house come to him. It's because of Nuanxin's craftsmanship."

Several people present gave out good-natured laughter, Li Tuo pointed at Wang and said with a fierce smile, "That's not what you said just now."

"Aren't I a cannibal with a short mouth?" Wang Meng said with a narrow smile on his face.

"You, you, you know how to flatter!" Li Tuo laughed.

Wang Fu sneered: "You are just borrowing He Ping's light, or else Nuan Xin would have kicked you out with your style of coming here every now and then."

Wang Meng said with a stern face: "That can't be done, younger brothers and sisters are gentle, virtuous, dignified and generous, can you still send me this bite?"

His flattery, flattery and flattery for Cengfan once again attracted Wang Fu's verbal criticism, "If you spend half of Cengfan and flattering on writing, I don't need to urge manuscripts every day."

Wang Meng frowned and waved his hands: "Eat, eat, don't mention such disappointing things while eating."

Wang Fu laughed angrily at him, this greedy little old man!
(End of this chapter)