Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 288 I like you and stay here!

"Uh"

Zhang Wentao on the side frowned at the act of getting drunk.

He was too familiar with this way of drinking. After half a glass of whiskey was sandwiched between ice cubes and downed in one gulp, with the bitter aftertaste, burning throat, esophagus and stomach.

At the moment when memories of the past flooded into his mind, Zhang Wentao said in a low voice, "Si Qing, drink slowly."

"It's okay, I'm happy today."

Si Qing pursed the corner of his mouth, and forced out a smile again, which made the hesitant and worried Xu Hongdou take back what he wanted to say.

Jing Chen on her left didn't change his face.

"Eat some vegetables." He reached out and picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of "Spring in the Garden", and put it in Si Qing's bowl, then turned his head and stared at Si Qing, whose face was a little red because he drank too fast.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Si Qing who was facing Jingchen, saw the concern flashing in his dark eyes, and bit his lip lightly.

I don't want you to care.

Si Qing suppressed the throbbing in his heart, but obediently ate the 'full garden' in his bowl.

The sweet green beans and corn kernels, accompanied by the soft egg yolk and minced meat, are put into the mouth, together with the soft and smooth egg white, the sweetness that just surged up in Si Qing's mouth is suppressed.

"Delicious." Feeling the satisfaction of the taste buds in his mouth, Si Qing couldn't help sighing.

"As long as you like it."

Jing Chen said lightly, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

With such a boast from Jing Siqing, everyone couldn't help but focus on this plate of "Spring in the Garden" that Jing Chen had given high hopes for.

Not many, just one for each person.After looking at each other tacitly, everyone began to taste it one after another.

"Really good."

"Well~ Brother Jingchen, teach me this dish, I will make it for my parents when I return to CS."

Damai thought so from the bottom of his heart.Zhang Wentao's dishes are too complicated to cook. Although he has learned some simple dishes, it is very troublesome to cook because he either uses an oven or uses some special ingredients.

On the contrary, she is more interested in trying this kind of Chinese cuisine that looks good in color and makes people want to eat.

She wanted to share the joy she gained here with her parents.

Damai thought to himself, Zhang Wentao and Xu Hongdou glanced at each other after eating.

Xu Hongdou thinks the taste is really good, but she still prefers her own "full garden".

Due to the presence of everyone, she was very tactful, but after putting the chopsticks on the bowl, she quietly lowered her arm, and gently squeezed the left hand of the other party beside her with her small hand.

"You should rub your leg against me"

Even though Xu Hongdou stroked his left hand, Zhang Wentao's heart felt as if something had scratched it.
Yunmiao Village at night is very quiet.

The people sitting in the small courtyard could only hear sporadic passing voices outside, as well as the "rustling" and "dingding" sounds of the ancient tree in the garden being blown by the breeze.

There was a white crescent hanging high on the treetops, sitting in the small courtyard drinking Jing Chen's freshly brewed tea, and after dinner, everyone sat around the round table where they played cards in the afternoon and chatted.

After dinner, everyone was not interested in playing cards because they drank alcohol.

Hu Youyu, who has been clamoring to play a few more rounds of mahjong, has neither fulfilled his wish nor got a chance to perform.

He only contributed beer in the afternoon, and now he is buried in the kitchen, washing the dishes.

On the side, there was also the urging sound of barley.

"How do you go back at night?" Zhang Wentao, who sat at the round table and took a sip from a teacup, asked Xiang Jingchen.

"I also live in the village, but unlike you, it's a homestay."

After speaking, Jing Chen looked at the time in his hand, it was neither early nor late, but it was time to go back and rest at this point.But he was not in a hurry, but looked at Si Qing, who was a little drunk.

After the other party finished drinking a cup of green tea, they filled up another cup for the other party.

"Then how many people are there in the homestay you live in?" Xu Hongdou looked at the other party with interest.

"not much."

Jing Chen responded lightly.

"It seems that there are only one or two tourists besides me, but I didn't pay much attention."

Hearing what Jing Chen said, Xu Hongdou frowned suddenly.

"Why, isn't this normal?" Zhang Wentao took a sip of tea silently and said.

"Well, yes." Xu Hongdou murmured.

"What's wrong?" Si Qingyu was confused, and she blinked vigorously when she was slightly drunk, and looked at Xu Hongdou.

"Ah, it's nothing." Xu Hongdou smiled and said, "It's just that a promotional video was shot in the village a while ago, and I was wondering how effective it would be."

"There are still promotional videos in the village." Si Qing asked with his head turned sideways.

"Yes." Xu Hongdou nodded first, then took out the phone from his pocket, found the video that he had copied before, and said to Si Qing, "This is it, take a look."

"Okay." Si Qing checked the playback, then looked down seriously with a smile on his face.

"Is this the place where you work, Wen Tao?" Si Qing raised his eyebrows and asked when he saw an exquisite western restaurant and various exquisite western food in the opening title.

"It's not work, it's just helping." Zhang Wentao explained.

Si Qing didn't understand, so he let out an "oh", and turned his attention back to the video.

The content on the mobile phone rotates very quickly. When I first looked up, the camera was still in the restaurant. When I lowered it down, it had already transitioned to a white cloud. Looking down along the cloud, I can see the endless Erhai Lake and the endless Undulating Cangshan.

Following in the footsteps of the laughing children and the heroine, they soon came to the tie-dye workshop and the embroidery workshop. At the end, the camera freezes on Xie Zhiyao, holding the heroine's hand and a white horse, and strolling slowly on a meadow by the Erhai Lake .

The reflections of several trees in the water are swaying gently with the rippling sea.

"How, what do you think?" Xu Hongdou waited for Si Qing to read everything before asking.

"It's good. But."

After being sure, Si Qing paused to look at Jing Chen and said, "But I think it's better to listen to the artist's evaluation."

"I'm not." Jing Chen shook his head and said, "Although I graduated from the United States, I'm just a carpenter, and I don't know much about it."

"HZ's Gome." Xu Hongdou sighed, and smiled, "Compared to ordinary people like us, you are indeed an artist."

"Eh?" Zhang Wentao tilted his head, obviously dissatisfied with Xu Hongdou's words.

Xu Hongdou frowned and glanced at Zhang Wentao, his slightly wrinkled expression seemed to say: Don't make trouble.

It was originally, Zhang Wentao turned his head away thinking secretly.

"Actually, Yunmiao Village is pretty good." Seeing the interaction between Xu Hongdou and Zhang Wentao, Jing Chen said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth:

"The blue sky, white clouds, and the relationship between people here are very simple. It's not as complicated and noisy as in the city"

"Then you should stay here, it happens to be similar to your Kyungwon." Si Qing interjected.

"Uh..." Jing Chen was a little embarrassed when he heard it: "That's not what I meant."

"Kyoung Garden is yours?" Zhang Wentao turned around and looked at Jing Chen curiously.

No wonder it's called 'Kyungwon', huh, that's wrong.Zhang Wentao stroked his chin while pondering, he remembered that Shi Tiandong seemed to have told him something about Kyungwon.

But suddenly can not remember.

"No. It's just that I designed some houses." Jing Chen murmured.

"Do you still design houses?"

"I know a little bit."

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