Qin Yao is not annoyed because she knows that the old man is not talking about her.
So he followed his words and curiously asked: "Sir, who is the madman?"
Actually, Qin Yao wants to ask, are you always talking about the Holy Queen, or Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess?
But then I thought about it, how could I, a country woman, know about these people, and how could I dare to guess about these noble people, so I didn't ask this question.
Gong Liangliao suddenly said: "I seem a little hungry."
Yeah, the topic change was really abrupt.
Qin Yao didn't hesitate to ask any more questions, nodded, pushed him back home, and asked Awang to prepare dinner.
After quickly steadying the bowl in his hand, Liu Ji turned around and saw Qin Yao standing at the door of the bedroom, looking at him doubtfully.
However, Qin Yao still heard the sound of the courtyard door opening.
Liu Ji felt relieved. She shouldn't be able to smell the alcohol on her body after being so far away.
Liu Ji held up his wine glass and looked at the happy old man with missing legs in shock, admiring him from the bottom of his heart.
Afraid of being beaten when he went home after drinking too much, Liu Ji just took out a small jar, emptied the teapot on the table, put the wine in, carried the teapot, picked up two teacups, and entered the bath happily.
Finally, open the lid and pour in the blended sauce to enhance the flavor, and then sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions. The aroma is so fragrant that everyone in the hospital swallowed their saliva.
But if one day he reaches great heights but then falls at the top, he will definitely think of this scene at this moment.
The big pot dish with all kinds of dishes is great with rice, whether it is served with porridge or steamed buns.
Today Liu Zhong went to pick up his children from school, and Awang was able to stay at home.
At this time, the children have fallen asleep. Qin Yao and Awang have also finished cleaning up the housework left by so many people after eating, and went back to their rooms.
At this time, the tip of Qin Yao's nose twitched a few times.
If there is a lot of work in the factory, let Awang go. If the factory is not so busy, Liu Zhong will go there in person both morning and evening.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and under Liu Ji's nervous gaze, she turned around, closed the door, and fell asleep.
There are many people eating today, so Awang doesn't plan to make it too elaborate.
"The teacher wanted to take a bath, and I didn't trust others to take care of him, so I delayed him for a while." Liu Ji explained seriously.
The children have returned from school, and Qin Yao leads them to arrange the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks.
Gong Liangliao seemed to want to vent all the depression and restraint he had spent in the He family for three months. He drank three glasses of wine in a row, burped with satisfaction, became very excited, and composed a hearty and leisurely poem.
Liu Ji and Gong Liangliao laughed loudly, but due to the presence of Qin Yao, they did not dare to act recklessly. Seeing the child's red face, they quickly asked Dalang to get him some cold soup.
His life has been so down, but he can still be so cheerful and have such a broad mind. He, a common man, thinks that he does not have such a mind.
I cooked a pot of porridge and made two large trays of steamed buns.
Since Awang came to the house, Qin Yao's family basically does not need to go to the village to buy vegetables with the villagers, which saves a small amount of expenses.
Ever since Jinhua went to school, Liu Zhong and Awang began to take turns picking up and dropping off the children.
When Sanlang returned to the dinner table, he hid far away when he saw his father and master. For this reason, Liu Ji coaxed him for three days and made a big cake with a hundred candied haws, and his younger son reconciled with him.
Without the He family's scruples and Qi Xianguan not around, the master and apprentice completely let go, taking a bath, drinking and bragging.
When Jinhua first went to school, Liu Zhong was either worried that his daughter would be bullied, or he was worried that she would be slapped on the palm by her master because she was stupid and would not be able to learn.
Qin Yao glanced at him suspiciously. Most of her body was hidden behind the kitchen door and she could not see clearly. In addition, the candlelight in the kitchen was dim, so Qin Yao did not see Liu Ji's red face.
The master bedroom door was halfway open. Qin Yao stood at the door and looked at Liu Ji who was secretly eating hot and cold food in the kitchen, and asked in confusion:
“Why have you been gone so long?”
Liu Ji stayed in the Lotus Courtyard until very late before going home.
Large pots of food were then served, one in the courtyard and one in the house.
Opening it, he saw five small jars of good wine that could be smelled even before they were opened, lying in the box waiting for him to taste.
The two masters and apprentices had a tacit understanding. Liu Ji's eyes lit up and he immediately got under the bed and pulled out the wooden box that had been there for several months.
Having a glass of wine with his third son and teasing his twins who are identical, he is as happy as a god!
After all, she is the only daughter in the family, so Liu Zhong, an old father, always has to worry more.
Gong Liangliao who entered the Lotus Courtyard was like a fish entering the water, which was called a refreshing experience.
After dinner, Liu Ji accompanied Gong Liangliao to the Lotus Courtyard.
Liu Ji quickly stepped forward to cover the kitchen door and explained: "I was a little hungry. I had a late night snack and then went back to the room to sleep. I didn't expect to disturb my wife's rest. I will close the door and be gentle. Madam You go back and continue to rest."
Sanlang had just been given half a sip of wine by Gong Liangxiao. The silly boy didn't know how to run away like Siniang, so he took a sip out of curiosity. Now he was choked and was spinning around the room, with tears streaming down his face.
He ordered his servants to boil two large pots of hot water and took a quick bath in the bathroom specially designed for him. Still feeling uncomfortable, Liu Ji pointed mysteriously at the wooden box under the bed.
With Liu Zhong joining the team, Awang can feel much more relaxed. The vegetable plot that he has never had time to plant has been planted with seasonal vegetables. It is full of green and lush, which is very pleasant to look at.
Gong Liangxiao has been eating exquisitely presented dishes at He's house for three months. What he misses most now is the hot farm rice that can be eaten right out of the oven at Qin Yao's house.
Awang brought the thick white porridge and the big, soft, white and fat steamed buns to the table, along with a large plate of appetizing kimchi.
In the end I couldn't stand it any longer and decided to switch pick-ups with Awang.
The porridge and steamed buns are both soft and tasty, and the hodgepodge of side dishes caters to the appetites of young people. It is a simple meal that both young and old can enjoy happily.
As soon as Gong Liangxiao moved his chopsticks, the whole courtyard was filled with the sound of chewing.
But the wine in Gongliangxiao's possession was good wine after all, with a strong aroma. Qin Yao could not help but smell a few wisps of the aroma wafting in the wind.
The side dishes are a pot of hodgepodge. All kinds of meats and vegetables, tofu and sausages are put in it. Add heavy ingredients to the pot and stir-fry over high heat until it is cooked. Then add a few ladles of the bone soup stewed in the morning, cover the pot and simmer. Cook for a quarter of an hour.
There were many people going to eat tonight. After waking up Liu Ji to take care of Gong Liangliao, Qin Yao herself went into the kitchen to help.
Liu Ji didn't notice her at all. This sudden question frightened the guilty-minded man so much that he almost knocked the cold rice he was about to heat upside down on the stove.
Perhaps, I have the perseverance to make a comeback.
Dalang glared at his father angrily, then got up and took his younger brother to the kitchen to find some cold soup left over from this morning to relieve the spicy smell of wine.
Seeing that the candles in her room were extinguished, Liu Ji, who was behind the kitchen door, wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.
Possibly due to a guilty conscience, or perhaps because of his limited conscience, Liu Ji got up early the next day and wrote down the poem "Xiaoyao" that his teacher had composed while drunk last night.
With the plan with it posted at the entrance to the village, it will make some contribution to the Liujia Village tourism reform project that Qin Yao has been thinking about.
Chapter end
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