Being carried home by a rough man, Jiaojiao gets rich again and again

Chapter 153 Eating Hot Pot

"Junior Cui Yongyan is polite."

There were gift boxes brought by Cui Yongyan in the hall, and Mrs. Ning also came out to meet the guests.

Ning smiled gently, "It turns out he is a good sworn brother, what a talented person he is."

At Ning's age, she was dazzled by Cui Yongyan's stunning appearance. What kind of fairy concubine must be able to give birth to such a son.

It's really a blessing for such a man to accept her as his adopted sister.

If Mrs. Ning knew Cui Yongyan's true thoughts, I'm afraid she wouldn't think so.

"Thank you, Mrs. Xiao. It's my first visit today. I hope Mrs. Xiao doesn't think this junior is being rude." Cui Yongyan said politely.

"Mom, the village chief is here." Xiao Pingan came in with the village chief.

The village chief said hello with a very uncomfortable smile, "Hello, young master."

I met Cui Yongyan at the banquet last time. How could he remember that he didn't look like this last time?Could it be that his old eyesight made him remember it wrong?
"Village Chief Zhao can just call me by my name. Is this my brother-in-law's younger brother?" Cui Yongyan looked very approachable.

"Yes, hello Mr. Cui." Xiao Pingan handed over.

This year, Xiao Ping'an has grown a lot taller and more sensible, and he already has a bit of a bookish air about him.

"Why are you being so polite? Just call me Brother Cui as your third sister-in-law does. This is a meeting gift from Brother Cui to you."

What he gave to Cui Yongyan was a piece of fine mutton-fat jade pendant, and a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which were definitely extraordinary at first glance.

"Thank you, Brother Cui." Xiao Pingan happily took it.

Ning and Qiuling are female relatives. As a man, Cui Yongyan can't give gifts alone, but he has prepared them all in the gift box.

Qiuling quietly looked up and then lowered her head.

After saying a few words, Ning stood up and left, taking Qiuling with her.

Qiu Ling followed Ning in a daze.

After just sitting for a while, Cui Yongyan felt a little warm, so he took off the fox fur and handed it to Qingzhu.

Xiao Pingan on the side said quickly, "Brother Qingzhu, hang it here, there are hangers here."

Qingzhu saw that the hanger was empty, so he hung up the young master's fox fur coat and stood back to his original position.

"I'm usually afraid of the cold. I didn't expect it to be so hot at my sister's house, but I burned a lot of charcoal pots?"

Cui Yongyan looked around while speaking, but he didn't see the charcoal basin, so he was a little puzzled.

It's freezing outside, but it's as warm as spring inside.

"There is no charcoal basin, and there is a floor heater on the ground. I know Brother Cui is afraid of the cold, so he heated it a little warmer." Jiang Hao explained with a smile, turning around to see the village chief wiping his sweat, "Uncle Village Chief, if it is hot, just wear Just wear single clothes and don’t get too hot.”

The hair on the village chief's forehead was wet, but it was a pity that no one noticed.

"It's indeed a little hot. This floor heating is really a good thing." The village chief moved his feet and felt that the inside of his boots had begun to become thin and muddy.

Without some doubts, is this still winter?The Xiao family's house is really nice. When will I be able to afford such a house?

Jiang Hao was afraid that he would be overheated, so he asked Xiao Ping'an to take the village chief down to change into Xiao Jingshan's single clothes and wear a pair of single shoes.

Xiao Jingshan's clothes were a bit too big for the village chief. His sleeves and trousers were rolled up, which looked a bit nondescript.

The village chief finally lost his enthusiasm and talked to Cui Yongyan with a smile, full of praise for Jiang Hao in his words.

Jiang Hao felt like laughing. The little old man, the village chief, said something against his will which was quite pleasant to the ears.

"Can you please help me entertain the guests, village chief? I'll go down and prepare lunch first, and I'll be back later."

When lunch time came, Jiang Hao went to the kitchen to prepare hot pot. "Ping'an just went to school this year? You're still getting used to it." As soon as Jiang Hao left, Cui Yongyan talked to Xiao Ping'an.

"Get used to it. Thanks to my third sister-in-law, I can go to school. Third sister-in-law is the best." Xiao Ping'an praised Jiang Hao without thinking.

Cui Yongyan calmly began to talk, and learned that Ning was indeed lingering on the bed before Jiang Hao married in, and the family was very poor. Since Jiang Hao married in, everything has improved, and he feels a little more clear.

The village chief wanted to get closer, but he didn't know how to talk, so he could only keep drinking tea in embarrassment.

Without much effort, Jiang Hao put the hot pot on the table.

Instead of using a normal dining table, there is another table dedicated to hot pot. There is a fire built into the table, and the charcoal is burned inside, so it can be cooked all the time.

Although it is not as convenient as the electric cooker of later generations, Jiang Hao is already very satisfied.

There is a mandarin duck pot on the table. This set of pots was specially customized by Jiang Xing and kept for home use. Except for the last time it snowed, this is the second time she has used it.

Cui Yongyan looked strange and kept asking this and that.There was nothing to hide about this, she just told her everything she asked.

Smelling the smell of hot pot, the village chief and Xiao Ping'an kept inhaling. It was too fragrant.

Jiang Hao briefly explained how to eat, and Cui Yongyan started cooking by himself in high spirits.

After taking a bite, there was silence for a moment.

"Sister, do you want to cooperate with Wanfulou?"

……

In Ning's room, Qiuling and Ning had just finished drinking chicken soup.

Ning couldn't eat hot pot and didn't go to the front hall. Jiang Hao came over specifically to ask if she wanted to serve, so he made chicken soup and brought it over.

Qiu Ling has been absent-minded since just now, putting away the dishes and chopsticks, "Mom, you rest, I will go to the front to accompany the guests."

Ning stopped her and said, "Qiu Ling, don't go. There is a male guest in front of you. You haven't left the cabinet yet, so you have to avoid it a little bit."

"We country people don't pay attention to this. We have to show up when guests come. It doesn't matter if I go and make tea. What does Ping An know if he stays there at such a young age? Don't neglect the guests."

She just wanted to take another look at Master Cui. She had never seen such a good-looking man except Brother Jingshan.

He was born just like the Divine Lord under the Moon. If only he could be unforgettable once he saw him...

Ning frowned and said, "Don't go. Mr. Cui is no ordinary person. He belongs to the young master of Wanfu Tower. Didn't he already invite the village chief to accompany him?"

Qiuling was unwilling to give in and murmured in a low voice, "Isn't the third sister-in-law also a woman? The third brother is not here, so why can she..."

"Qiu Ling, what are you talking about? She is Master Cui's adopted sister."

Ning's tone increased for the first time and she looked at Qiu Ling with a disappointed look on her face.

Qiu Ling pouted unconvinced, but she didn't dare to talk back to Ning, "I didn't say anything. If you don't want to go, I won't go. I'll go back to my room first."

Ning couldn't help but sigh when she saw Qiuling leaving.

When she was young and Mu Ai was raised, Qiu Ling was raised by her. How could she not know what Qiu Ling was thinking? Even at such an old age, she was stunned when she saw Mr. Cui, let alone a young girl with a budding heart.

But Mr. Cui is not something that ordinary people can reach.

Since the girl didn't get admitted to college, it seemed like it was time to arrange a marriage for Qiu Ling.

Qiu took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen and threw them into the sink. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she came to the hall kicking and beating.

Hearing Jiang Hao's laughter in the hall made her even more angry, and the third brother was not here. How could Jiang Hao, a woman like her, be talking among men?
Like Brother Jingshan, my mother only has eyes for Jiang.

After thinking about it, Qiuling secretly walked to the window and took a peek, her eyes obsessed.

(End of this chapter)