2006: School beauty loves me again

The stewed goose was so tender that it melted in your mouth, and so were the potatoes.

Li Muzi was a typical person whose words and deeds were inconsistent. He was talking casually in his mouth while serving meat to the guest Fangyuan.

What can I say about Northeastern iron pot stew? It's so delicious from a long way away. Not only is it delicious to watch, but it also adds to the atmosphere by sitting around the small earthen stove.

This small stove was built by Grandpa Li Muzi himself. The old man would eat and drink with us but not chat with us.

Since it was a family banquet, Li Jiahang asked Zou An to sit down too, so he didn't have to pay much attention to the square and square dimensions, so he was fine with it.

There were three generations of the Li family, plus Fang Yuan and Zou An, a total of five people, who were enjoying themselves eating and drinking.

The side dishes are picked in Grandpa Li's greenhouse, including radish, lettuce, and green onions, all of which are dipped in pickles.

After three cups and two cups, Grandpa Li stopped eating and sat aside with a smile. His eyes looked at Fang Yuan from time to time, and then glanced at his eldest granddaughter, with an expression... the more he looked at it, the more rare he became...

No matter how stupid Fangyuan was, he was still scared to death. He smiled back from time to time while talking to Li Jiahang on official matters.

Li Muzi even blushed, whether he was drinking or embarrassed.

After nibbling on a big wing, he hurriedly got down from the table and took his grandfather to water the vegetable field.

Zou An had no reason to stay long, so he left the table.

Fangyuan and Li Jiahang continued to warm the wine.

After roughly discussing the intention, Li Jiahang finally showed the attitude of a big boss and asked him first: "What kind of cooperation do you want?"

Fangyuan put down his chopsticks with a smile, propped up his thighs and said: "Cross shareholding. I will outsource the offline operations to Jiahe, and you will move the online operations to my platform. We will not participate in the management of the rest of the business, and we will sign a strategy Cooperation Agreement.”

After thinking about it, Li Jiahang nodded: "That's fine, but I'm taking advantage of you."

Fangyuan said: "That's serious."

Li Jiahang said: "Those who are capable work hard."

The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal thoroughly, and the conversation went smoothly.

Fangyuan understood that if it weren't for Li Muzi's relationship, if he hadn't ascended to heaven so quickly in the past six months, Li Jiahang would never be so kind, and things would never be so smooth.

To make iron, you need to be hard-working. This is an eternal truth.

He would stay at Li's Manor that night. This was agreed upon before the meal, and both Fangyuan and Zou An were drunk. There was nothing but mountains and snow around them, and there was nowhere to go.

I had a good sleep in the afternoon and woke up to eat and drink again. Fangyuan felt like I was back in the village.

This dinner was more casual than formal.

It was not that Fangyuan had never seen Li Muzi in private, but whether in Dongshan or elsewhere, Li Muzi always dressed up like a delicate girl. Only on this day, she kept her military coat, seemed to have burned firewood in the afternoon, and her bangs were a little curled...

Several people drank a pound of white wine among them, without drinking any more. While the nanny at home was clearing the dining table, Grandpa Li took Fang Yuan to visit his "country".

Night lights are dotted around the corners of the estate.

It was dark outside, but the greenhouse was as bright as day, with fluorescent tubes overhead.

Eyes full of green, wet, and earthy scent.

The old man kept the same smile on his face as he introduced to Fangyuan one by one which ones were coriander, which cabbage, thin leeks, tomatoes and eggplants.

Fangyuan laughed and agreed.

The old man said: "You must know how to farm."

Fangyuan said: "Yes."

The old man said: "Now that I know how to farm, I won't starve to death whether I have money or not."

Fangyuan said: "Yes."

"Girl loves this."

Fangyuan saw him pointing at an eggplant vine and secretly thought that eggplant was a good source of iron, which was in line with the character of "Li Tienan".

The old man said: "You learn to plant, you can't starve the girl."

Fangyuan: "???"

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On the morning of the fifth day of the first lunar month, snowflakes began to fall again.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest." Zou An suddenly said.

Fangyuan sneered: "Rui is a fart."

Li Muzi said in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz: "It was Ruixue."

Fangyuan nodded: "You're right."

Zou An rolled his eyes and was speechless for a while.

When the car drove into Tangling Park in the eastern suburbs, Fangyuan suddenly reacted and turned to ask Li Muzi: "Your home is not far from Qi Panshan, why don't we ski first? Isn't this going in a circle?"

Li Muzi made a "che" sound: "I worship the God of Wealth on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Have you seen anyone entering the temple in the afternoon?"

Fangyuan said: "It makes sense."

But after thinking about it, he felt wrong, so he turned around again: "Where is the God of Wealth Temple in the Eastern Tomb of the Qing Dynasty? Or should I go to the grave or offer incense?"

Li Muzi was stunned and said angrily: "We are already here, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

The Eastern Tomb of the Qing Dynasty is not big, and Nurhachi is buried there.

It was a snowy day and there were not many people in the park.

The river is frozen, there is no glimmering water, and the distant mountains cannot be seen clearly, and the mountains are empty.

There are dead trees and black branches in the cemetery, and five ridges and six animals on the eaves hold up against the misty sky.

The red wall is covered with snow, and the founding king of the braided dynasty has had a dream for a hundred years.

Fangyuan was shivering from the cold and looked around, there was a damn God of Wealth! Not even one selling incense.

Li Muzi's long and thick down jacket was hanging down, and the snow crunched under his feet, and he screamed as he strolled.

"That! There's a squirrel on the branch!"

"Have you never seen Xiao Ji?"

"Ah! There's one on the other tree too!"

"The couple had a quarrel and separated." Fangyuan asked her, "You haven't been here?"

Li Muzi held a snowball with his bare hands. Fangyuan thought she was going to throw it over, but no, she just played with it in her hand.

"I've been here in the summer, but not in the winter. How is it? Isn't it nice here?"

Fangyuan said truthfully: "It's too quiet."

"Isn't it good to be quiet?"

Finally, his hands were frozen, and Li Muzi threw the snowball at the branch, but nothing was hit.

Zou An followed the two of them and smoked a cigarette. Sometimes he understood Fangyuan very well, but sometimes he couldn't figure it out. Is Fangyuan's way of life happy or troublesome?

Or is it both troublesome and joyful?

Fangyuan jogged for two steps, slipping on the icy Shinto.

"Quiet is good, too quiet is bad."

"why?"

Li Muzi imitated him and started skating.

"It's easy to hear your own thoughts and think blindly if you're too quiet."

"It makes sense."

Li Muzi touched it and said.

The doors of the temples were closed and no one was allowed to enter.

Li Muzi sighed: "There really is no God of Wealth, so what should we do? Do you want to find a place to kneel down and beg?"

Fangyuan's brows trembled, secretly saying, damn!
  Then he thought about it, Li Xiaoli had already begged hundreds of millions for him, so it was fine if he didn't.

He said: "I don't want it, I don't have any wishes."

Li Muzi said: "Let's go skiing."

Fangyuan asked: "Wouldn't it be nice to go home and continue eating the goose? I don't know how to ski."

Li Muzi pursed his lips and smiled: "You have to learn it only if you don't know how to do it. You will be able to do it after throwing it."

The two of them didn't go out directly. They came here and took a walk, and it was snowing and windless, so it wasn't too cold.

There is nothing but the silence of the bare woods, except for the temple.

Li Muzi suddenly asked him: "Will Feichuang Technology become very big?"

Fangyuan said: "Yes, it will be very big."

Li Muzi looked longingly and asked him again: "Will it take a long time?"

Fangyuan told her: "It won't be long. Why do you ask?"

Li Muzi buttoned up the hood of her down jacket and pulled the zipper to the top. Two locks of hair fell down. She said, "It will take too long for me to get married. When I get married, I won't have the energy to work."

Fangyuan laughed: "Marrying someone? It's enough for you to find a son-in-law."

"Grandpa said this to me last night. Do you think it's funny?" Li Muzi also laughed.

Fangyuan couldn't stop laughing: "It's so funny."

-

Li Muzi put on ski clothes and colorful ski goggles, looking very heroic.

Fangyuan also bought a set of ski clothes, but he didn't wear ski goggles. He was not used to it. He stepped on the double-boards and held up the double poles, which looked very obscene.

This alpine ski resort is divided into [-]-meter, [-]-meter and [-]-meter runs.

Li Muzi took him to skate the [-]-meter track and took him up on the cable car. Li Muzi slid down handsomely, and Fangyuan Gulu came down.

After three laps of skating, Fangyuan fell seventeen or eighteen times, grinning.

On the other hand, Zou An was amazing. After all, he was a professionally trained security guard. No matter how hard or painful the fall was, he would just endure it and never scream.

When I really couldn't bear it anymore, I just took it down and sat on the sidelines smoking a cigarette.

Li Muzi lost his patience and stopped teaching Fangyuan how to play. He sat on the cable car and played by himself.

Fangyuan is a man determined to conquer this era, how can he be stumped by mere skiing?
  Li Muzi came to him when he was tired and wanted to rest. Seeing that he was still trembling and falling twice with one step, he said that he should forget it and go home to eat a big goose.

"No, I'm not tired. Just rest. I want to conquer this sport."

After speaking, he knelt down and left Muzi Li's sight.

By [-]:[-], after skating for three hours straight, Fang Yuan was sweating profusely, standing firmly on the spot, looking up to the sky and sighing.

"I want..." Before the word "give up" came out, a scream came from the distance on the mountain.

"Yeah yeah yeah! Get out of the way!!!"

A girl who looked like a snow ball came straight towards Fang Yuan with a sliding shovel attitude. The snowflakes and ice on the board on her feet were very cool.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Fangyuan cursed in her heart, I really want to do it too!

He spread his belly and knelt on his knees, trying to crawl away, "Zou An! Protect me!".

But the arrival was too swift and violent.

There was a bang, the little girl said "Oh", and Fang Yuan groaned.

After three sounds, the single board pressed against Fang Yuan's back, and the two of them rolled into a ball and rushed down the mountain, finally spreading flat on the snow.

Fangyuan took a mouthful of snow and said, "Girl, you're going to kick me on a fifty-meter-wide snow path?"

The little girl said "Huh", struggled to sit upright with her arms, opened her goggles, and looked at her big eyes.

"Fang Yuan?!"

Fangyuan tilted her head, took a closer look, and said in surprise: "Lucy? Gu... have a good New Year!"

Lu Xi covered her mouth and giggled, then lay down on the ground again, "Have a good New Year, have a good New Year, Fangyuan." (End of Chapter)