Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Jiang Rui's categorical sentence cut off Zhong Qing's plan that was brewing all the way.

What is step by step, what is roundabout, what is broken one by one, fixed-point attack, everything is fragmented.

Zhong Qing looked up at him for a few seconds, then Huo Dadi jumped up and bravely stared into his eyes.

"I want to bet you two wins out of three! If you win, I'll go back right away. If you lose, just do as I ask!"

There is a huge disparity in height, and my neck is a little sore when I look up.

The momentum cannot be lost!
She raised her feet and stood on the recliner. Sure enough, the feeling of looking down was much better!
Jiang Rui calmly took a step back, turned his head slightly to look at her, and said two words lightly, "Don't talk."

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving her with a solid back.

"Ah, you..." Zhong Qing put one hand on her hip, pointed at the back of his head and kicked her feet angrily, "Can't you afford it!"

Seeing her angrily jumping down to chase her, the little Maotou who was standing aside hurriedly opened his hands to stop her.

"Sister Qing, calm down! We didn't come back to fight fiercely."

He turned his head and glanced in the direction of the main room, covered his mouth and leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Didn't you shout that you are hot, go take a shower and clean up first. I'll go out and ask Brother Jing Yang for help."

Zhong Qing rode the motorcycle for more than an hour under the sun, she was covered in sweat, and her clothes were sticky to her body.

It's really uncomfortable.

Xiao Maotou's thoughtful suggestion made her look more relaxed, and she waved her hands irritably, "Okay, then go quickly."

"Hey! Then I'm leaving." Xiaomaotou heaved a sigh of relief, and ran out with a smile.

When he ran out to push the bicycle in the yard, Jiang Rui asked casually, and he only said to go out to buy some fruit and snacks.

"By the way, go to the non-staple food store and buy some stewed pork back. I don't know if you are coming back, there is no decent food. I only bought a grass carp, and she thinks that the fish here is full of bones."

When Jiang Rui confessed, he saw He Qing squatting under the faucet washing tomatoes.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Oh, you can ask Lao Zhang again, if you have spare ribs, buy half of them. If you don't have them, just cut some pork belly."

At this point in time, you can't even see pig hairs in the store.

If you want to buy meat, you have to find a capable big family.

Every pig on the bright side is endowed with the mission of "guaranteeing supply".

Lao Zhang is different. There are hundreds of pigs raised in several hidden pig farms, and one pig comes out every few days.

The supply exceeds the demand, and if you want to make a relationship, you have to have enough face.

"Okay, got it!"

Xiao Maotou deserved to be happy, pushed the bicycle for a few steps, raised his legs to cross the triangle area under the big bar, and pedaled the bicycle on the road.

He Qing turned his head and glared at Jiang Rui, "Brother, I see that you have a Cantonese-style recipe on your table~ Hey, I think Miss Zhong lost her scale after staying in the village for a few days, cook something she likes, don't Make it so spicy."

When she first came here, she was a white, tender, and handsome girl, but now she is so pitiful.

There is a saying that people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and now they are disgraced, how can they look like a rich daughter.

Any cat or dog would dare to kick her nose and face at her.

In fact, Miss Zhong is not difficult to get along with except for her temper.

He coveted that beautiful Mercedes-Benz, specially cleaned himself up, and went to try his luck and proposed to try the car.

I thought I would be scolded, but I didn't expect that I would happily agree to go out for a couple of laps.

When I drove that car on the road, I felt that my life was worth living!

With a smile on the corner of He Qing's mouth, he washed and selected vegetables very carefully, not throwing them into the water like usual and stirring them up randomly.

Peel each sweet potato leaf stalk patiently.

Jiang Rui had an aluminum rice steamer with a handle on his lap, and was picking out stones and sundries in the rice.

Smaller and shorter than aluminum pans.

The top is full of leaks, and a small hollow cylinder with holes protrudes from the bottom of the middle.

Coal stoves are generally used for cooking in county towns. This kind of rice steamer can be used to cook rice, and lift it up to drain the rice soup after it is half cooked.

Put the trivet in the aluminum pot and put the rice steamer back in the pot.

Once cooked and steamed, the rice is ready.

You can also steam custard, steamed leftovers, steamed sweet potatoes and the like on the rice surface.

The water under the tripod can blanch eggplant, beans and the like at the same time.

He Qing babbled, Jiang Rui didn't respond with a cold face, walked to the water basin and grabbed the three reddest tomatoes, took the rice steamer and went into the stove to cook.

After peeling the tomatoes and cutting them into small pieces, I raised my head and thought for a while, then dropped the knife and went back to the room to take out the recipe and turn to the [Sweet and Sour Pork] page.

"Tsk, you must be sick. The good meat is sweet and sour, can it be eaten with rice?"

He frowned and muttered in a low voice, and walked honestly towards the kitchen.

Zhong Qingzai washed her hair carefully, cleaned up her whole body, and came out wearing a black sportswear.

The whole person felt refreshed a lot, and his mood also improved.

A grape vine frame was set up in the backyard, and the green leaves covered the frame, and the sunlight fell from the gaps in the leaves.

Bean-sized bunches of grapes hang down, adding a touch of leisure to the whole backyard.

Squatting under the faucet in the backyard with a basin to wash clothes, casually singing the most popular songs in recent years.

"When I was young
I'd listen to the radio
Waiting for my favorite songs”

The sweet and melodious voice filled the summer courtyard.

Jiang Rui turned sideways and looked out the window, the back view of sitting on a small bench washing clothes with disheveled hair looked particularly leisurely and comfortable.

The little head swayed from side to side to beat the beat, without swaying at all, with a graceful singing voice.

Although I don't understand what she is singing, and I haven't heard this lyric style, I think it sounds good.

He casually hooked his lips into a faint smile, and returned to the stove to continue frying tomato sauce.

The beating notes, the sound of water splashing, and the bumping of cooking spatulas in the kitchen interweave the peaceful life atmosphere of the years.

"But they're back again
Just like a long-lost friend
All the songs I love so well~”

After finishing the sentence, another male voice suddenly answered.

"Every Sha-la-la-la~~~Every Wo-o-wo-o~~~Die flash~~~"

Imitating the nasal resonance of bel canto, the ending of each word trembles a few times.

Zhong Qing almost fell headlong into the pot, and turned her head to look over with a complicated face.

He Qing sat by the door, holding an enamel mug in his hand, and grinned mockingly.

"Hey hey~ After hearing you sing it a few times, I learned these two sentences. This song is really nice... I'm sorry, I'm not very good at singing, so I interrupted your interest."

Zhong Qing saw his shy and careful flattery, and waved her hand indifferently, "Actually, you can sing well."

"Really? Hey, I can still sing that song sung by foreigners!"

"Huh? Is it true or not? Sing it and listen."

Zhong Qing put down her clothes with dignity, turned around and hugged her knees, her face full of anticipation.

With the respect that a listener should have, there was a slight encouraging smile on his face.

Being treated seriously all of a sudden, He Qing was rarely a little nervous.

He straightened his face, sat up straight, poured a half-enamel jar of water to moisten his throat, and cleared his throat repeatedly.

Raise the chin, look forward, and start commanding with both hands.

"How can we forget old friends, how can we not miss them in our hearts ~ how can old friends forget each other, friendship will last forever~"

Zhong Qing tilted her head and was stunned for a moment, then she laughed and nodded repeatedly after realizing it.

Indeed, "Auld Lang Syne" can be regarded as a world famous song, and there are many language versions.

She shakes the beat, softly harmonizing.

"Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind.
Should auld acquaintance beforgot,

and auld lang syne."

"Long live friendship my friend, long live friendship~ Toast and drink and sing at the same time, friendship will last forever~"

"For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne. We'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne."

The two smiled and sang in a friendly duet, and suddenly a heavy voice squeezed in.

"He Qing, if you put those vegetables on the ground, they will run into the pot by themselves? There is no one in front, so you will be blamed for the loss, right?"