Yo, grandpa is here

Chapter 341

Qingqing has often been weak these days, drowsy during the day and unable to sleep at night.

She herself didn't care, she ruined Bulichou.

Every day I went to Sanniang's shop to inquire, and I almost tied Sanniang to the village and asked her to follow Qingqing around the clock.

Sanniang couldn't bear to be disturbed, she explained repeatedly that this is a very normal phenomenon, Buli couldn't listen to it, she was nervous all day long, she didn't know, she thought it was him who was pregnant.

It snowed for several days in a row, and the snow stopped on the day of Dayu Festival.

The village prepares a few pigs to entertain the guests. Several large pots are set up at the entrance of the village, and chicken soup is used. Different parts of the pigs are boiled in one pot, and secret spices are added, and the aroma spreads far away.

The meat is fat but not greasy, the soup is light but not turbid, and pancakes are made in another pot, the meat is rolled with green onions, and a bowl of broth is served, which has endless aftertaste.

This kind of eating method is unprecedented. Most of the dishes are served cold when eating banquets in winter. It's hot, and the people who eat it are devouring and sweating.

Dayu's status in Cunhe County is outstanding. In addition to the representatives of the villages, the people invited to the banquet were also sent by the yamen and the Wei family army. He ordered Master Zhao, the fourth in command of the county, to bring over, so as to give face to the two ancestors of the Yu family. No other wealthy businessman in the county received such treatment.

Zhao Si sat in the VIP area, next to Buli, because of his close relationship with Buli, his status in the county government has risen, and even the person with him has gained a lot of weight. Just by looking at the flesh falling from his face, he can tell that this guy has been around a lot lately Feast.

Zhao Si, who thinks he is well-informed and has eaten and seen it before, was also shocked by Dayu's strange dishes for entertaining guests.

"Brother, I heard from the introduction of the dishes, what is this called the Eight Immortals?" It is obviously such a cooking method, but it can cook so many dishes!
"The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea and Making Arhats. The so-called Eight Immortals are the eight parts of the pig. The Arhat is the chicken used for soup. It is served with a few small cold dishes that are special products of our village. Chaotian, this is Chaotian pot family banquet."

Zhao Si was dumbfounded when he heard that, my virtuous brother is so literary, he is so particular about his food, he said something in a polite manner.

"We are not original either. The person who invented this is Zheng Banqiao." Seeing Zhao Si's surprise, Buli replied casually.

Although Zhao Si had never heard the name of the person he mentioned, he felt that he must be a great big shot. Looking at these cultural people, everything they eat is so fancy.

"By the way, brother, why haven't you seen your siblings?" Zhao Si asked.

He always dealt with Buli and his wife, and he knew that Dayu's family grandmother was not of the temperament of not going out of the door, and he didn't see her in such a big scene today, so he had to ask more questions.

"The road is slippery in snowy weather, she will take care of her at home." When he mentioned his beloved wife, there was obvious warmth in his eyes and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Uh, the roads in your village are still slippery?!" Zhao Si was dumbfounded, isn't this too exaggerated?
Dayu is the place with the cleanest roads he has ever seen. All the roads in the village are cleaned by special personnel, and the entrance of the county government office is no more than that, but my brother said the roads are slippery?

In the yard that never leaves home, several girls gathered together, looking at the snow sculptures of different shapes in the yard, exclaiming from time to time.

Qingqing was wrapped in a cloak, leaning on the railing to watch the children play, standing beside her and said enviously:

"Grandfather Zu is really ingenious. He made so many novel gadgets."

It has been snowing and slippery for the past few days, Qingqing consciously stays at home and doesn't go anywhere, Buli is afraid that she will be bored at home, so she arranges snow sculptures in the yard to coax her.

All kinds of buildings, small animals, and even her favorite cartoons, so she can see them as soon as she raises her eyes.

These strange small snow sculptures have attracted many children, and her house has almost become a tourist attraction now.

Not only the children like it, but other people in the village will stroll around to check it out when they are working.

"If I end up here, I'm sure I'll do better than him. His Leaning Tower of Pisa is all wrong, and the beard of the Doraemon is missing." her mind.

If someone coaxed her like this, it would be a ghost if she was unhappy.

Although Yao Yao couldn't understand what she was saying, she was very envious of the tacit understanding between the two ancestors, and often said things that others couldn't understand.

The deep sound of the Conch came from afar, accompanied by the sound of drums, and the performance in the village was about to begin.

The children in the yard couldn't hold back their curiosity when they heard the sound, and ran out to look at it in a swarm.

"Aren't you going?" Qingqing asked Yaoyao.

"I'm not going. I saw it during the rehearsal before. I want to guard Grandma Zu." Yao Yao obeyed Buli's order to protect Qingqing every step of the way, "Grandma Zu, aren't you curious?".

"Okay."

As soon as Qingqing thought of a group of people crowded together, all kinds of smells mixed together, she had no intention of going out.

After she was pregnant, she was very sensitive to smells, and she could smell anything wrong. Although it was winter at this time, the smell must be mixed due to the crowds, so it would be better to stay at home comfortably.

Qingqing stayed outside for a while, and when it was a little cold, she went inside to stay.

There was a fireplace in the room, so it was very warm, Yao Yao helped her take off the cloak, nestled comfortably on the rocking chair, picked up the account book and looked through it casually.

Raising a baby at home, although she lacks the fun of wandering around, she is not idle, checking accounts, drawing design drawings, and watering the small potted vegetables at home.

Pregnant for less than a month, you can't live without Sanponcai.

"Grandma Zu, are you going to announce who the village chief is?" Yao Yao asked.

Qingqing nodded, there is such a thing.

This time the village is holding such a big event, in addition to showing the strength of the village to the surrounding villages, there are also several major things to do.

Among them is the announcement of the list of the next village head. After a period of assessment, the Qingqing couple have found a suitable candidate, which will be announced today.

"Who is it?" Yao Yao asked.

"Guess, guess right, I'll draw a portrait for you."

Yao Yao's eyes lit up. She had seen the portraits of Grandma Zu before, and they were exactly like real people, but they were all in strange shapes.

"Then can you draw my normal expression, and don't draw the same ones as those of Grandpa Zu."

Qingqing has been idle and bored these few days, and has painted a lot of portraits of Buli. She is busy and has no time to be a model for her, so she just imagines the paintings by herself.

Nose picking, no yawning and tonsil leaking. Recently, another picture of never farting is brewing.

On weekdays, the man with the heaviest burden of being an idol didn't stop him. Who would make him pregnant now?

"Okay, you guess first, and if you guess right, draw according to your ideas."

(End of this chapter)