The rice spoon of snake medicinal wine, a small red mud stove. When the morning is drizzling, can you drink a cup without a drink?

After drinking snake wine, Chi Wannian wanted Song Wen to pour some money, but unfortunately Song Wen said one is one, and no matter what he said, he would not give it up.

After the dishes were finished, Song Wen wanted to make some more, but Chi Wannian called him.

"No, that's fine."

"Then make tea." As she said that, Song Wen put on a tea set.

"No need to be so troublesome."

Chi Wannian waved his hand and said, "Today I mainly come to thank you for your old man. Thank you for saving my old man's pot of old man's heart. If that old man's pot of wintersweet dies, it will kill him. These things are the little bit of my old man's intentions that my old man has brought me, don't dislike me."

As he said that, he handed the tea wine he brought to Song Wen, but Song Wen did not dare to accept it.

"Old Chi is Xiaojun's elder, and I am Xiaojun's friend again. What's the point of helping a little? You won't need these things."

"I must accept it, otherwise I will be scolded to death by the old man when I go back."

The two of them politely pushed each other, but in the end they couldn't stand Chi Wannian's enthusiasm, so Song Wen had to accept it.

"By the way, did you soak the snake wine just now?"

I just drank snake wine, and Chi Wannian had a bit of marrow and tasted it, so I wanted to take some back.

"No, it was given by someone else."

"Will you still have it? Let me get some."

"No more. I got it because I worked hard to ask others to get it. He wouldn't give it to me even if I went there. However, you can try it yourself. It's the Asi clinic in the village below. It's just that the old man in the clinic regards snake wine as his life, and he probably won't give it to you."

When Song Wen refused when he heard Chi Wannian ask him to make snake wine, he refused directly. The relationship between the two was not that deep. Besides, it was still the same whether Song Mingde gave it to him or not.

"Then I'll go and see if you have any Qingming cuisine? My old man also likes to eat these things. He has a bad appetite these days, so I'll take some back for him to taste."

After hearing this, Song Wen went to the backyard to pick a lot of dishes, not only Qingming cuisine, winter nests, tomatoes, coriander, green beans, garlic, etc., and also caught a little hen for him. Anyway, his family has too many dishes now, so the little hen is considered a big deal. Didn’t they send so many things? It’s a friendly exchange. He originally wanted to give two, but he felt that there were too many, and one was almost done.

After taking the dishes from Song Wendi, Chi Wannian Company had something to do, so she said goodbye. Song Wen helped him take the things to the car.

Chi Wannian came to the car and said a few polite words to Song Wen, and was about to get in.

At this time, Huang Xiaojun said from the side: "Uncle, you go first, I'll go back later."

When Chi Wannian heard this, she looked at her strangely. When she saw Song Wen, she suddenly realized something thoughtfully, nodded and got into the car.

When I started the car and was about to leave, I suddenly remembered something, so I quickly got out of the car and took out a red envelope and handed it to Song Wen.

"I almost forgot, the old man said thank you, this is his wish." After that, he ignored Song Wen and drove away.

Song Wen was confused by him, so he wanted to return the red envelope to him. Unexpectedly, he had already driven away and kept calling from behind.

"What's the name?" Huang Xiaojun looked at it and said angrily.

Song Wen pointed to the red envelope and smiled bitterly: "Look at this... I helped to manage the tree for your sake. How can I receive the red envelope?"

"Just keep it for you."

It is normal to receive red envelopes in southern Fujian. If you are sick, go to the countryside to see a doctor. If you don’t say how much it costs, it depends on your wishes. Or if you look at Feng Shui, you also have to give red envelopes. You are also red envelopes. There are also special things that require red envelopes. If you want to cure trees, it is normal for others to give red envelopes. It is not a problem of money, but a problem of your intentions. There is also a saying that you are happy when you see the red, and you are happy when you see the red. If you are sick, you are happy when you are rich.

"This..." Song Wen hesitated. Although the red envelope was flat, it was only one or two hundred yuan at most, it felt strange to collect it. He was not a grass-headed doctor, nor was he a fortune teller who read Feng Shui, so he wanted any red envelopes.

"Don't do this and that, just collect it. He doesn't lack that little money anyway, even if it's the food he eats today."

"That's too expensive!"

Huang Xiaojun gave him a blank look. It was not good for someone to send money to the door. He was such a stupid guy. He couldn't help but say angrily: "I'm back, and I'm still standing here to get wet in the rain!"

"Oh." Song Wen responded foolishly, took the red envelope and walked back.

Chi Wannian drove to the foot of the mountain, thinking about snake wine, so he asked the villagers all the way to find Asi Clinic.

When he came to the house and looked at the pile of empty plates on the table, Song Wen said to Huang Xiaojun: "I saw that you didn't eat much, it was noon. I'll pick some more vegetables and let's continue eating. How about it?"

Anyway, nothing happened, Huang Xiaojun nodded.

Song Wen killed another little hen, washed it and cut it into a casserole, added water and put it in wolfberry, Codonopsis pilosula, red dates, angelica, and ginger slices, and then placed it on a small red mud stove to roll it. Then he picked some vegetables, cut some meat, and took out some grown snails from the Ruyi fan to get the meat, and sliced ​​them into thin slices of meat. After the slices of meat came out, they looked as white as jade, crystal clear, making people want to eat it.

"What's this?"

Putting it on the table, Huang Xiaojun looked at the slices of crystal white snail meat on the plate and asked strangely, "She hasn't seen this thing before."

"I'll teach you how to eat something delicious. First, let's blanch this in the pot, then immediately pick it up and dip it. Let's see if you want to dip it in this sauce made of garlic chili soy sauce or mustard. Just eat it like this. It's delicious. Try it." Song Wen said as he demonstrated.

Huang Xiaojun had never eaten this thing before, so she curiously dipped it in the sauce as Song Wen said, and ate it. It felt that the taste was really good, tender and smooth, a bit like snail meat, but it was different, with a hint of natural sweetness, which was really good.

"You haven't said what kind of meat this is?"

“Snail meat.”

Song Wen said that he didn't say that because he was afraid that she wouldn't eat. Now it seems that his worries are unnecessary. Yet, she also grew up in the countryside, and the children in the countryside are not afraid of these things.

"No, I haven't seen a snail before. How could there be such a big snail or so white?"

There are many snails in the countryside, the small ones are smaller than the little finger, and the big ones are similar to eggs. Huang Xiaojun has never seen such a big and so white ones.

"I really don't lie to you, it's really a snail. But it's not the snail here, it's a white jade snail."

"The white jade snail is a pet, and it doesn't seem to be that big?"

"There are always something special. Come on, let's eat it while it's fresh, otherwise it won't be delicious later."

These snails were specially picked by Song Wen and cut into oblique slices, so they look really big. The snails taste really good. Although they are similar to the meat of snail meat, they taste like wild sashimi, which is great. Song Wen wondered if he should raise more.

The two of them started to eat. Song Wen was afraid that Huang Xiaojun would not be full, so he specially went to fry a plate of instant noodles. Unfortunately, Huang Xiaojun didn't eat much, and in the end he fell into his stomach.

After eating, the drizzle outside had stopped, so Huang Xiaojun suggested going out for a walk, and Song Wen was absolutely incompetent.

It had just rained and the air was very fresh. The grass on the ground was covered with raindrops and looked even greener.

The sky seemed to be much quieter after the rain, and the wind was gone. It was so quiet that I could not hear any sound.

Huang Xiaojun walked in front and Song Wen followed behind him, like a man and woman he had met for the first time, awkward and shy.

Today Chi Wannian asked Huang Xiaojun to help him bring him over. She seemed to have arrived and nothing happened, so she just wanted to play here for a while. And she also liked this place, liked the tranquility here, and liked the people here...

The small waterfall in the distance still rushed down as usual, and the stream still rustled as usual.

But Song Wen's heart became different from usual, and he was beating very hard.

The person in front of me has a graceful figure and is convex and concave. When I walk around, a breeze brings out, and a faint fragrance wafts out from her body. After taking a deep breath, I feel intoxicating, not the smell of perfume, but the legendary virgin fragrance.

Somehow, his heart was beating violently, and even Xiaowen was ready to move, as if he was coming forward to hug her tightly, kiss her, and then...

When you walk to the lake, the small lake after the rain is so quiet and ethereal. The bamboo forest is lush and the mist brought by the rain floats on it, giving people a feeling of ethereality.

Huang Xiaojun took a deep breath and a breath of fragrance with the lake water and bamboo forest poured into his heart and lungs, which was extremely refreshing.

"It's so nice here. Every time I come, I feel very peaceful. I really want to live here for the rest of my life."

"You can live there any time you want. Anyway, I have many houses here, and no matter how many people there are, I can live there." Song Wen smiled after hearing this.

"Really?" Huang Xiaojun turned to look at him and asked.

Song Wen was a little guilty when she saw her, and she didn't know if her dirty thoughts had been discovered. She couldn't help swallowing and said, "Of course."

Huang Xiaojun didn't say anything, but just looked at him steadily, which made him a little confused. After a while, he said he had something to leave, and Song Wen took her to the car.

Sitting in the car, Huang Xiaojun made a face at him, his face was hot, thinking whether what he said just now would be confessed too quickly. It seems that they have never met him several times.

I also think Song Wen is really a lump and I don’t even understand what he means.

Thinking of it, he started the car in anger. At this time, Song Wen walked over, and Huang Xiaojun didn't know what he wanted to do, but his heart was pounding.

Could it be... Could it be... Could it be that he wants to confess?

But I heard Song Wen say, "Wait a minute, I will pick some vegetables for you and take them back. Those dishes are all fresh and fresh."

When Huang Xiaojun heard this, he felt like murdering and couldn't help but say angrily: "Save it yourself and eat it slowly! Brother Cai?"

Then he stepped on the accelerator and left as if he was flying.

Song Wen was inexplicably made by her. Brother Cai, and he was not surnamed Cai.
Chapter completed!