Farmer's Head: Busy farming

Chapter 192
Chapter 192

"Okay!" Zhu'er heard that it was time to eat, she wished she could jump up happily, she had been coveting that crispy meat for a long time, but sister Xi'er wouldn't let her eat more.

Xi Er once thought she was a foodie, but when she finally met Zhu Er, she knew that she was the one, who could eat but not cook.

Xi'er nodded, "Well, it just so happens that Cheng An hasn't eaten yet, the four of us are together."

Hongmei nodded, and was about to put the dishes on the small square table in the kitchen. The square table was only cleaned up in the afternoon. Now that people have a special place to eat, there is nowhere to go when they open a small stove. Forget eating in the kitchen, the place is big anyway.

Zhu'er's eyes were fixed on the cabinet, and she was about to reach for the plate, but Xi'er pulled her back by her collar, "This crispy meat is already cold, if you turn it on again, I'll fry it before eating."

Zhu'er could only swallow her saliva resignedly, and was about to start the fire, Cheng An heard it, and immediately said, "I'll come, Zhu'er, you go to rest."

"That's impossible. It's not a man's job to start a fire. You should go and rest quickly." Zhu'er pouted her lips, and immediately ran back to sit down, and started the fire with peace of mind. In fact, she felt sweet in her heart.

It's not easy for Chengan to force him, he would never do this kind of work, he can do it while he waits on his pen and ink, and he can do some fighting, but he is the only one who can't cook and embroider. meeting.

The three women were busy coming and going, Cheng An sat dryly, feeling embarrassed, thinking that today is the Chinese New Year, and went to drink some wine to cheer up the fun.

With a plan in mind, Cheng An stood up and went outside. The good wine is usually kept in the cabinet in the main hall, so go and see for yourself.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a wine bottle on the table, Chengan thought for a while, it seemed that someone sent it from the front yard before,
The young master has delicious food and wine, so he must not have taken a fancy to this bottle of wine. If you take it and try it yourself, even if the young master knows it, you don't blame yourself.

Cheng An hypnotized himself like this, so he stopped, took the bottle of wine, and happily went back to the kitchen.

Xi'er had already fried the crispy pork, braised pork in brown sauce, braised pork with pickled vegetables, and fish soup were all placed on the table, exuding a tempting aroma, Cheng An immediately stepped forward and put the wine bottle in his hand to the table. After putting it on the table, he smiled and said, "We won't go home today if we don't get drunk!"

"That's impossible, sister Xi'er is still injured, and I don't drink!" Zhu'er was taken aback, and said immediately.

Hongmei looked at it and hurriedly said, "I don't drink either!"

Cheng An couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Didn't he take it for nothing? Xi'er also found out Cheng An's embarrassment, so she hurriedly dismissed it and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll take a sip with you."

"Forget it, miss Xi'er, your injury is still not healed, if the young master finds out, don't beat me to death!" Cheng An was taken aback, and hurriedly shook his head and said.

"It's okay, I'll just take a couple of sips, it's the Chinese New Year, so be happy." Xi'er directly reached out and took the wine bottle over, then turned around and took out two small wine glasses from the cabinet, and then said, "Why are you so happy! "

Xi'er is so free and easy for a girl, Cheng An is not easy to be coy, and Xi'er only takes a few sips when she says it, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

At the dinner table, the four toasted each other, and Zhu'er and Hongmei replaced wine with tea, and the New Year's Eve dinner had begun.

"Sister Xi'er, this braised pork is delicious." Zhu'er's first chopsticks are braised pork belly. The pork belly is no longer so greasy. , it tastes a little sweet.

Seeing that Zhu'er liked it, Xi'er felt relieved, "It's fine if you like it, then you can eat more." While talking, Xi'er helped Zhu'er pick up another piece of braised braised rice. The meat is in a bowl.

Zhu'er ate and ate, tears came out all at once, looked at Xi'er, and said with tears in her eyes, "Sister Xi'er, I miss my mother."

For a while, Xi'er didn't know what to say to comfort her, but before Xi'er could say anything, Zhu'er said, "If only my mother was here, it would be great if I could eat such delicious braised pork."

"Pfft!" Cheng An burst out laughing unceremoniously, looking at Zhu'er speechless for a long time.

Hongmei also had a smile on her face, but Xi'er was a little speechless, and said after a long time, "You, you are just so promising, I will teach you how to do it another day, and after you learn how to cook it for your mother, it's fine. What's wrong with you!"

Zhu'er stopped talking, and focused on fighting with the flesh. Xi'er looked at the year in front of her, thinking that today is New Year's Eve, the snow is still falling outside, and the cold wind is howling for another year. How can she feel like dreaming? Same.

That day, I dreamed that I returned to modern times, is it real or fake?Or maybe everything I'm experiencing now is in a dream?
Feeling a little melancholy at the end, she sipped a glass for herself, the spicy taste brought her back to her senses for a moment, seeing Cheng An looking at her in surprise, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Xi'er, you drank such a strong wine in one gulp?" Cheng An pointed to Xi'er's wine glass, and then said in surprise.

Xi'er was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the empty wine glass in her hand, lost her mind again, and couldn't help laughing, "It's okay, it's not too strong."

"Awesome." Seeing that her face didn't blush, Cheng An couldn't help pouring another glass of admiration for Xi'er. A thousand glasses of wine are rare for a bosom friend. Although Xi'er and Cheng An don't have much in common, Xi'er has something on his mind. , One cup after another, I don't feel drunk.

Zhu'er watched Xi'er drink four or five cups in a row, and Cheng An was about to pour the wine, so she immediately stopped her with her hand, "It's alright, sister Xi'er is still hurt!"

"Okay, then stop drinking, let's eat vegetables, eat vegetables!" Zhu'er had already spoken, how could Cheng An not listen, in fact, he was already a little dizzy, but looking at Xi'er, he seemed to be able to drink Look, somewhat surprised.

Xi'er was still awake at the moment, took a few mouthfuls with chopsticks, lost her appetite, wanted to vomit but couldn't, so she said to Zhu'er, "Zhu'er, eat, I'm a little sleepy."

There was still a lot of food on the table, but it didn't last long, Xi'er just drank a little too much to feel full and sleepy.

Zhu'er nodded, and asked worriedly, "Sister Xi'er, shall I help you go back?"

"No, no, no, I'm fine. It's New Year's Eve, you can play and eat happily!" Xi'er greeted the three of them, then stood up and walked out.

Fortunately, he was not drunk and was able to walk in a straight line, but when he closed the kitchen door, Xi'er leaned against the door to pant, feeling very dizzy, how could he be so overwhelmed by alcohol now?

(End of this chapter)