self-improvement as a cook

Chapter 51

An Ran is not an emotional person. Because of her father's early death, she knew at a very young age that she had to support the An family. The descendants of the An family are not qualified to be weak, let alone have time to be emotional.

Ever since she was sensible, she has learned cooking skills from her grandfather, telling herself to be strong, but at this moment, An Ran knows that she is just a woman, and her strength is only armed with hard work, and she still longs for a man to accompany her and treat her Well, let yourself rely on her, especially on New Year's Eve when thousands of families are reunited, she doesn't want to watch the New Year alone.

The appearance of Mei Da caused all her armed forces to collapse in an instant, and the hoarded emotions poured out like a river breaking its embankment, which could not be taken back even if she wanted to.

Before she had time to think about anything, she threw herself into his arms, and Mei Da was stunned for a moment.He hugged her tightly.An Ran's New Year's wish is to stay in this warm and steady embrace forever.

The charcoal stove is burning hot, the red soup in the hot pot is gurgling, and the slices of paper-thin chicken are rolled out of the soup, dipped in fragrant garlic and sesame oil, and it is an authentic Sichuan-style hot pot.

An Ran didn't expect that when Mei Dahui came back, she only made the bottom of the red soup pot. Just now, she wanted to change it to a non-spicy one, but Mei Da grabbed her hand. Even though she didn't say anything, An Ran understood from the strength of his grip on herself, He was reluctant to let go of himself, even if it was time to change the soup.

This feeling of reluctance to part with each other made An Ran feel extremely sweet. She used to see those young couples who were tired of being together and were reluctant to part for a while. She also felt hypocritical and complained secretly in her heart. The depth of love is what makes this so. Now Fang I know that men and women who like each other will indeed want to be together all the time.

The relationship between the two finally made a qualitative leap, and the seats changed from sitting opposite each other to leaning against each other. An Ran's hand was still clenched in Mei Da's big palm, so that when pinching his meat, he could only use another One, quite awkward, but didn't intend to shrink back, instead feeling sweet and comfortable in my heart.

Afraid that he might not be used to spicy food, he poured a bowl of tea, and the sliced ​​meat in the red soup passed through the tea for a while before being placed in the small dish in front of him. An Ran's meticulous attention to detail obviously pleased Mei Da, even though Mei Da was so inarticulate. The man's eyes became extremely gentle, and the tenderness in his eyes was like old wine, drunk before he tasted it.

liquor?By the way, An Ran suddenly remembered that there is no wine, if she can't drink, there is still Mei Da, anyway, it is Chinese New Year, how can there be no wine?He wanted to get the wine, but he gripped him even tighter as soon as he started, An Ran blushed and said in a low voice, "It's Chinese New Year, you should have wine, besides, it's cold today, and you rushed back all the way, Eating some wine should also cleanse you up, and I will be back soon."

Mei Dafang was reluctant to let her go.

When An Ran brought in a small pot of Jinhua wine, Mei Da had already fallen asleep leaning on the kang, thinking that it was because of the overnight journey, she couldn't help feeling hot, and without disturbing him, she lightly put the wine on the table. The things were collected and the table was moved down.

Seeing that his boots were a little snowy, he helped him take them off, poured them out, put them outside on the side of the charcoal fire to roast, took the quilt and gently covered him, but couldn't help but look at his face.

This is the first time to see his face at such a close distance. The mask is quite delicate, made of leather, as if a second layer of skin is attached to the face. Even though the exposed skin is covered with scars, the shape of the lips can still be seen It is said that men with thin lips are fickle, but it is undeniable that this kind of lip shape is the most perfect.

An Ran guessed that Mei Da before the burn must be very handsome, his eyes can be seen to be intact, deep, dark and piercing, how can a man with such eyes and perfect lip shape be ugly.

An Ran became more and more curious about what he looked like, and she couldn't help reaching out to touch his mask, but she was suddenly grabbed by him. Mei woke up, opened her eyes and looked at her deeply, and made an unpleasant voice in her throat: " what you do?"

Being caught, An Ran couldn't help feeling a little flustered: "No, didn't you do anything?" "You want to see my face, aren't you afraid?" Mei Da tried her best to say a few words.

I like this man, don't I? Since I like it, why sneak around like a thief, if I like it, I should be aboveboard, why hide it.

Thinking of this, An Ran suddenly had the courage to look at him seriously: "I want to see, I'm not afraid."

Mei Da looked at her for a long time, sighed, covered her eyes, and pulled her into his arms, An Ran felt that he was writing on her hand: "But I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will despise you? If so, there is no need." An Ran said as she pulled his hand out of his arms, sat across from him, and then said: "You only know that I am a cook, yes Jizhou Anfu girl, there are many things you don't know, in fact, me and the Anfu master..."

As he spoke, he paused, and some didn't know how to proceed: "I used to be a girl in front of Aunt Anfu, but I made a mistake and was sent to work in an outside kitchen as a handyman. ..." An Ran gritted her teeth: "The mistake I made was to seduce the old man, but I was caught by the big aunt, and then I sent it out in a fit of anger. That is to say, I am no longer innocent. When I came out of Jizhou mansion, I once vowed not to marry in this life, but I didn’t want to meet Big Brother Mei, Big Brother Mei, do you like An Ran, if you like An Ran, is An Ran not innocent anymore?”

Mei looked at her deeply for a long time, perhaps not for a long time, but to An Ran, it seemed like 100 years had passed. For a moment, she felt like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced.

She likes Mei Da and doesn't want to lose this man, but she must confess and let him choose, because she knows very well that it is impossible to hide these things from him, and she doesn't want to hide them from him either. Since she wants to be together, she must be honest, and lies cannot support her. If you can't live in love, it's even less likely to last for a long time.

If the woman Lin Xing knew about An Ran's thoughts, she would definitely say she was crazy. In Lin Xing's world, there is no love between men and women, as long as they look pleasing to the eye, harmony in bed is enough.

Mei Da hugged herself tightly, her hot lips moved between her neck, and her heavy breath repeatedly told An Ran that she had to stop at this moment, even though she decided to be honest and wanted to be with Mei Da, she was still not ready Give yourself completely to him.It doesn't matter if you say she's hypocritical or she's carrying it, in short, she is a very traditional woman, and she doesn't want to be so quick about some things.

Thinking of this, An Ran pushed him: "Brother Mei..."

Mei Da seemed to have regained her senses, and raised her head from her neck, the fire in her eyes gradually faded away...

An Ran looked at him with some anxiety, Lin Xing'er said that the most disgusting thing for men is to stop in the middle, and she also taught her to remember this point when doing things with men in the future, saying that once a man starts, his brain will be lost. Those who come to think are all the lower body, which is basically equivalent to a wild beast in heat. If you interrupt him at this time, you can imagine how serious the consequences will be...

Seeing him staring at her, Anran couldn't help calling Big Brother Mei again, as if she heard Mei Da sigh, sat up and pulled An Ran into his arms, held her for a while, and wrote a few words on her hand: "I'm sorry, I was reckless."

An Ran suddenly felt that all internal organs were singing, and that a man could show respect at this time was more meaningful than anything else, which made An Ran feel cherished.

Just when she was happy, the man wrote on her hand again: "I just can't help it."

An Ran couldn't help but burst out laughing, and looked up at him: "I also said that Brother Mei is a bad-spoken person, but I didn't expect to be sweet-talking."

Seeing Mei Da staring at the fire in his eyes beating slightly, as if there was a sign of rekindling, he hurriedly left his arms: "Are you hungry, I'll get you a bowl of noodles."

Just about to run but was grabbed by Da Mei, An Ran was taken aback, thinking that he was going to... hurriedly said: "Brother Mei, I, I am not ready yet."

But Mei Da chuckled and said in a hoarse voice: "Dumplings should be eaten during the Chinese New Year."

An Ran made dumplings with Mei Da alone. Mei Da wanted to help at first, but he was clumsy and skilled at chopping firewood. The package is a mess.

After ruining a few dumplings, An Ran ordered him to sit aside. In order to prevent him from making trouble, An Ran gave him a bowl of ginger soup, in case he would rush back in the cold weather and keep the cold out, so he rolled out the dumplings by himself.

An Ran's movements were extremely skillful and quick. After Mei Da finished a bowl of ginger soup, a plate of chubby dumplings had already been put into the pot. Two big sea bowls were brought out, and he poured out the vinegar and handed the chopsticks to him: "Taste it quickly, taste good or not?"

Then, staring at him without blinking, Mei Da's eyes were soft and soft. After eating a dumpling, she couldn't help being stunned: "Vegetarian?"

An Ran laughed: "Of course they are vegetarian. Eating vegetarian dumplings during Chinese New Year is a tradition in the north, implying that the coming year will be peaceful and peaceful, but it is different in the south. You have to make rice cakes. Speaking of the vegetarian stuffing, I was still in Jizhou I learned it from an old monk, but it's a pity that there is a bit of fermented bean curd missing, otherwise it would be delicious."

Jizhou Prefecture?Mei Da took her hand and wrote a few words: "Aren't you going back?"

An Ran was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "I won't go back."

Mei Da continued to write: "Last time you said that the person you don't want to see is the master of Anfu?"

An Ran looked at him for a while, and made sure that he had no other intentions, then nodded: "The elder is not a bad person, and he is kind to me, but I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore." She said and looked at him: "Brother Mei really doesn't care?"

Seeing Mei shaking her head, An Ran finally felt relieved: "From the moment I left Jizhou Mansion, everything in the past has passed away. I am just An Ran, a cook who strives to gain knowledge and learn skills well. Brother Mei, I will tell you everything about me. How about you? Can you tell me about yourself?"

Mei Da's eyes flashed: "May I tell you about this later."

Although An Ran was a little disappointed, but thinking of his face, he reckoned that the past must be something he didn't want to face, and it would be cruel to force him to say it, so she gave the next best thing: "Then, can I see your face, I promise Don't be afraid, really."

Mei Da hesitated a little, but finally compromised under An Ran's pleading eyes, and reached out to take off the mask.What kind of face is that, except for the intact eyes and nose, the rest of the skin is almost tangled together.

Before An Ran could see clearly, Mei Da had already put on the mask again, pulled her into her arms, and wrote on her hand: "Even if you regret it now, I will never let you go."

An Ran was stunned, and pushed him away angrily: "How could I regret it? In Brother Mei's eyes, is An Ran the kind of woman who judges people by their appearance?"

Mei laughed loudly, pulled her into her arms again, leaned close to her ear and uttered a few words: "It's not the best, but it's too late." Although the voice was unpleasant, it reminded An Ran of the intimacy between the two just now, and endured it. I couldn't help but blush and heartbeat.

I don't know if it's An Ran's delusion, it seems that after the last layer of window paper was pierced, the situation began to reverse, but in a blink of an eye, Mei Da changed from passive to active, and when the two were watching the New Year together, he hugged her Don't let go, and kiss her from time to time.

An Ran couldn't help sighing, Lin Xing'er was indeed an expert in this field. I remembered that she once said that no matter how honest a man is, if he meets a woman, there are only two reasons for not taking the initiative. One is homosexuality and the other is impotence. Does not belong to the above two, and is a very normal man.

An Ran is very doubtful now, how long her principles can stick to, and if she continues to be so tired, will she fall soon.In order to avoid this situation, An Ran pushed Mei Da out just after the hour, and let him go back to her room to sleep.

Mei Da was quite obedient, although she stood outside the door for a while reluctantly, she finally went back.An Ran lay down and was still thinking about herself and Mei Da, thinking about it, she couldn't help giggling, turned over and fell asleep in a daze.

In the morning, I was woken up by the sound of firecrackers on the street. I remembered that today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Now that I have apprentices, the two young apprentices must come to kowtow to pay New Year’s greetings. This is the rule, so I hurriedly got up.

When I opened the door, I saw Mei Da, carrying hot water to the bathroom, wanted to know An Ran's habits, she didn't have time last night, she must take a bath this morning.

An Ran suddenly felt that it was great to have such a man by her side, seeing that he was still wearing old clothes from before, she couldn't help shaking her head, wondering whether she would learn sewing from the bitch and make clothes for him.

Even though she didn't sleep much last night, after taking a hot bath, An Ran felt particularly refreshed. Knowing that Gou Zi and Shun Zi would come, she didn't wear the pink clothes she wore yesterday, but changed into a plain green body. Cloth.

But she didn't want to, seeing that she had changed her clothes, Mei Da shook her head and wrote on her hand: "It's not as good-looking as yesterday's clothes."

"Gouzi Shunzi is coming to kowtow today, I dress like that, I don't look like a master."

Mei Da nodded, and wrote on her hand: "Show me how to wear it later."

An Ran blushed and rolled his eyes at him, this guy seemed to be a different person after yesterday, even though he still didn't speak much, he couldn't help but make people blush when he said a word.

Suddenly seeing Gouzi Shunzi poking his head outside the Moon Cave door, he couldn't help asking: "Why don't you come in, what are you doing outside?" Then the two boys walked in, and they were about to kneel down to kowtow to An Ran, but An Ran stopped him: "You two come in with me." He said that he entered the room.

The two little guys glanced at each other and hurriedly followed in. Mei Da also followed into the room. As soon as the two little guys came in, they found the master's knife box on the table in the middle of the main room.

An Ran looked at the knife box on the table, her eyes were quite complicated, until now she still couldn't figure out why the An family's ancestral kitchen knife was in the hands of the master, and the master also passed it on to herself, if there is something hidden Destined, then who is he, the ancestor of the An family or the An Ran of the later generations?

Even if she can't figure out everything, this kitchen knife is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by her An family, but she can't go wrong. Grandpa said that this kitchen knife is equivalent to the ancestors of the An family, so it is always offered in the An family's ancestral hall , accepting the worship of the descendants and apprentices of the An family from generation to generation, this is the inheritance of the An family.

An Ran first kowtowed three times on the ground, stood up and looked at the two little guys: "Since you have worshiped me as your teacher, you have to kowtow to our patriarch, kneel down."

The two hurriedly kneeled on the ground and kowtowed three times. An Ranfang sat on the chair in the middle, and the two kowtowed to An Ran again and offered tea.

An Ran ate the tea and put it aside: "Since I have worshiped me as a teacher, I will teach you to be talented. You must remember that to be a cook, you must first learn to be a human being and stand upright before you can learn the craft well and become a real chef."

The two listened with their heads down, but their hearts were overwhelmed with excitement. Although they were master's apprentices before, they didn't have the same sense of identity as today. The kitchen knife on the table, the two little guys knew what it represented, it was the best in the world. One chef Zheng Chunyang's kitchen knife is also their ancestor, worshiping this knife today is equivalent to formally entering the master's school and officially becoming a member of the kitchen industry.

One of the two little guys wants to win the spirit of his father who is suffocating, and the other wants to inherit his grandfather's behest and become a royal chef. He just thought about it before, but now he feels that as long as he learns from the master, he will be able to do it one day.

As soon as An Ran finished speaking, he heard Mr. Mei's voice outside: "Congratulations to Mr. Zheng for getting two little disciples."

An Ran hurriedly got up to welcome him out, and helped Mr. Mei to come in and take his seat: "Just now An Ran told Brother Mei that I will go to Mr.'s place to pay New Year's greetings later, why did Mr. Mei come here first."

Mr. Mei glanced at Mei Da, and his eyes flickered: "To tell you the truth, I took the cook's leave today and asked his family to spend the New Year with my wife and children. I came here for nothing but to It's delicious, girl, it's Chinese New Year today, you should also show your craftsmanship to let me, an old man, see it well. Iftar."

Gao Bingyi couldn't help laughing: "Sir, what you said, Ms. An's cooking skills are not her specialty."

Mr. Mei also laughed: "That's right, come on, you can just watch and weigh it. In short, this old man has lived in Fuchun." He said to Mei Da: "You are a big man now, come back Why don't you go to the old man's place to order a job, but just ran to Fuchunju, people say that women are not allowed to stay, co-author, you kid can't keep it either."

The old man said, Mei Da is nothing, but An Ran blushed: "I'm going to clean up the dishes." Mo Tou ran away, Gou Zishunzi hurriedly followed to help, Gao Bingyi also went, and Mr. Mei was left in the room for a while Master and servant.

Mr. Mei took a big look at Mei: "Have you figured it out?"

Mei Da nodded, and Mr. Mei took a look outside: "At the beginning, I only said that she is a little girl. I don't want to be such a person, but the old man has to admire it. You all say that this girl has a big heart, and she has a big heart, but she should Only with a big heart can she accommodate the entire kitchen business, suppress the dispute between north and south cooks, and let them coexist peacefully. Only now does the old man know why old man Zheng accepted such a little girl, and only this girl can inherit old man Zheng. Only she can accomplish what old man Zheng has been thinking about all his life but has never been able to accomplish. If you want her, you need to know that she is not an ordinary woman. Her heart is big because of her broad vision. , it's better to let her be at ease."

An Ran didn't know what Mr. Mei said to Mei Da, she was cooking New Year's dishes immersed in the little thoughts of her first love.

An Ran found that the state of mind of cooking is not the same as before. In the past, she just thought about how to make this dish well and how to match it?How to season it?To satisfy the diners, just do it with your heart.

But today is different, just like the mood of making dumplings yesterday. When I think of eating these vegetables and plums, I can't help but make small bubbles in my heart. This kind of mood makes her pay more attention, and unconsciously considers the plums With great taste, cooking actually creates a feeling of sweetness and happiness.

An Ran, who was immersed in the sweetness, didn't even care about the two little apprentices and Gao Bingyi. She completely forgot that she had to explain every time she cooked, and just did it with a dull head.

It was only then that Gao Bingyi knew that Anran deliberately slowed down every time he cooked, which was his normal level. Moreover, the dishes that Anran cooked this time seemed familiar, but they were not like the ones he was familiar with.

Seeing that An Ran was doing it with a dull head, it was not easy to ask, so she just kept the recipe in her heart while laying hands down, and when the dishes were ready, it would be almost noon.

Near noon, snow began to fall, the snow was not heavy, and there was no wind, so it didn't feel cold, so An Ran asked Gou Zishunzi to place the table in the hallway of the atrium. , don't feel cold, you can eat while enjoying the snow.

As soon as the table was set, there was a lot of excitement outside. The owners of the eight major restaurants in Yanzhou Prefecture, headed by Qian Hong and Feng Ji, except for Liu Chengcheng from Yanhetang, all had New Year gifts in their hands. Fruits, wine... and those with two big elbows.

Before Anran asked Gouzi Shunzi to deliver the recipes written by Mei Da to them one by one, and a few days later, the bosses asked the waiters to come with big gifts, saying that they would like to thank Anran.

An Ran resolutely refused to accept it, and she didn't do it for these benefits, but these employers refused to do it, insisting that An Ran had helped them a lot, this kind of courtesy is really nothing.

Bai waited for Anran to say that if they gave gifts, they would bring back the recipes, and these bosses had no choice but to go back. Knowing Anran's love, they all ran over on the first day of the new year. Big gifts are not accepted, but accompanying gifts must be accepted.

Seeing that they were all small things, An Ran asked Shunzi Gouzi to pick them up, and when he was catching up, he naturally asked him to eat on the table.

The hosts originally wanted to be polite, but when they saw the dishes on the table, they swallowed their polite words. The dishes looked really lively, and they had a taste of the New Year at first glance, which was much better than their own. , Zhuo fumbled back and asked An Ran for a recipe, and it would be a good seller in the restaurant.

Qian Hong said with a smile: "Today, I said that I would like to pay New Year's greetings to the girl, but it's a good deal for us."

Mr. Mei glanced at them: "You guys seem to have made a deal, why did you come here today?"

Feng Ji chuckled: "I didn't discuss it. The girls don't accept the presents. It's the Chinese New Year, so I have to come to pay New Year's greetings to the girls. I don't think so. It's all planned like this. I happened to meet outside the door."

An Ran hurriedly said: "You are all An Ran's seniors, An Ran was supposed to come to the door to give New Year's greetings to you seniors, but it's really wrong to work for you seniors to come here first."

Feng Ji waved his hand: "Miss, don't be too polite. You are the direct disciple of Mr. Zheng. If you talk about seniority, not to mention the girl, even the two little disciples of the girl are our seniors."

Feng Ji is telling the truth. Mr. Zheng is the top existence in the kitchen industry. In terms of seniority, he is several generations higher than Feng Ji and others. As Mr. Zheng's disciple, An Ran's seniority is naturally different.

Qian Hong: "That's not true. In our kitchen business, skills are considered regardless of seniority, but regardless of seniority or craftsmanship, girls are well-deserved seniors."

An Ran blushed a little, "Seniors made fun of you."

Mr. Mei saw that her small face was flushed with pink, which was a bit more delicate and beautiful than the plum blossom in full bloom in the yard, so he couldn't help but take a big look at Mei. It's just that this kind of temper is soft and hard, but it's not easy to bear it. I don't know if it's his luck or misfortune to see this girl.

But he couldn't bear to see the little girl in embarrassment, so he smiled to help her out: "You guys are several hundred years old together, how can she, a little girl, resist your boasting, come on, it's the New Year's Eve, since it's here This old man is in Fuchun Residence, so let’s all sit down, the girl’s cooking is very lively today, so I want to hear if there is any talk?"

Gouzi and Shunzi hurriedly said, "Mr. is still knowledgeable. These dishes made by the master are not only delicious, but also have a more auspicious name."

Gouzi pointed to the stewed tofu with silver carp head that came up first: "This is good luck."

Qian Hong laughed and said, "It's really lucky and lucky." Pointing to a chestnut chicken next to him: "What's this called?"

Shunzi smiled: "This is auspicious." Then he pointed out to everyone one by one: "There are bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, and mushrooms in this winter melon bowl, which is called a happy gathering. There are crabs, grass shrimp, squid, and shiitake mushrooms in this dish. Clams, Chinese cabbage, frozen tofu, and vermicelli are called family portraits. The shrimp, eggs, and green beans are made of gold and jade. This one contains lettuce, bamboo fungus, and Hericium erinaceus to repay the safety of the bamboo. And this noodle is specially made by the master. Mr. Mei’s is made with shrimp, sea cucumber, pea sprouts, and bacon. The stew is fine, but this noodle is not ordinary. It looks like a bowl of noodles but there is only one stick, so it is called Longevity Hundred Years.”

Mr. Mei asked Mei Da to pick it up for him to see. There was really only one. The old people hope that they will live a long life. The table is full of dishes, counting this bowl of noodles is the most suitable for the old man. He stroked his beard and said A few good ones.

Gouzi pointed to the one next to it: "This one is made of soybeans, pork belly, and peanuts. The master said it's called a full warehouse of gold and silver. This one..."

Before Gouzi said his name, Qian Hong took it and said, "I know this dish, it's a classic of our northern cuisine, sweet and sour carp."

Gouzi blinked: "The master said that it is usually called sweet and sour carp, but today it is called Niannianyuyu."

"Hahaha... It's been a good year, and with the last reunion dumplings, it's really a happy reunion." When Qian Hong said this, everyone laughed.

Although these owners are in the kitchen business, they are also good businessmen. An Ran's New Year's dish is equivalent to teaching them a lesson. The name of this dish is not static, and it can be changed appropriately. During the New Year’s Eve, when guests came to the restaurant, the staff reported that the names of the dishes are full of gold and jade. There is more than enough every year. Regardless of how the dishes are, just hearing the names makes me feel happy. Such a bustling table is called New Year’s Eve Woolen cloth.

The meal was extremely lively, and when it was time to leave, the old bosses were almost drunk, and several of them were helped back by the waiters.

Mr. Mei was also very drunk, and as soon as he withdrew from the table, he fell asleep on the table. An Ran and Gao Bingyi both laughed. Come to the safe house.

Gao Bingyi pretended not to notice, Gouzi ran off along with the two little guys, laughing, and Anran was left standing in his room with a blushing face, staring at the man on the kang.

Mei Da dragged her hand and wrote on her hand: "Why didn't you drink alcohol just now?"

An Ran shook her head: "I can't drink alcohol, it will cause serious trouble."

Mei Da looked down at her for a while: "What's the big deal?"

An Ran thought for a while, and decided it was better not to tell him, and said vaguely: "It's just that you can't drink, and you will get drunk after eating a little." Hearing Mei Da chuckled, she couldn't help saying: "Just now you drank so much wine, You'll have a headache in a while, I'll make you hangover soup."

As she said, she wanted to get up, but he hugged her waist and hugged her into his arms, and wrote on her hand: "I haven't eaten much, it's okay, don't go, talk to me."

Before, I really couldn't imagine that Mei Da, who was silent before, was so clingy, as if she didn't want to let go of herself for a moment, which made An Ran's heart sweeter while she was shy, so she stretched out her hand and poured a cup of tea for him.

He didn't take it, just ate half of it in An Ran's hand, Fang took it and put it on the table, An Ran was stunned for a moment, his lips were already held in his mouth...

Probably because of the wine, this kiss has a faint smell of alcohol and a few scents of tea, which invaded An Ran's lips, making her feel a little intoxicated...

It took Mei Da to let her go for a long time before An Ran came back to her senses, and suddenly thought of something that she had been neglecting all along, her expression changed, and she pushed him away slightly: "Brother Mei is married?"

To An Ran, Mei Da's silence was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue sky, she almost stood up quickly, and walked away from him: "Brother Mei, I think it's because An Ran didn't make it clear that I like you, but that's because I don't know that you are married , if we had known earlier, such a thing would never have happened.”

Mei Da wanted to hold her hand, but she quickly dodged it. She couldn't help sighing, and said in a hoarse voice: "She is long gone."

An Ran was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean by not being around?" Suddenly remembering that Mei's house was on fire, his face was burnt like this, and he couldn't help saying: "Is it no longer in this world?" Seeing Mei nodded, An Ran didn't realize Feeling guilty, bringing up other people's sad things is equivalent to poking their scars, but it is a bit unkind.

Seeing that Mei Da came to hold her hand again, An Ran didn't avoid it this time, and felt that Mei Da had written on her own hand: "Why did you bring this up?"

An Ran blushed, embarrassed to say that she thought his kissing skills were too superb, and she was powerless in front of him. Would a man with such superb kissing skills have no women?
But how can I say such words, I can only vaguely say: "I just remembered it suddenly."

Seeing him staring at her with an expression of disbelief, An Ran simply didn't hide it: "I just think you should have had a wife..." This is straightforward enough, but this man is still in her hands Write: "Why do you feel that way?"

If it wasn't for this man's seriousness, An Ran would have suspected that he did it on purpose, and her face turned even redder: "Well, it's just a feeling anyway." But she also looked at him solemnly and said, "Brother Mei, if you like someone, or have someone else, Then An Ran is leaving, no matter what others think, An Ran has An Ran's principles, since she likes each other, there must be no third person, if Big Brother Mei likes someone else, it doesn't matter, just tell An Ran, we can be friends without being lovers .”

As soon as An Ran finished speaking, his lips were blocked by him. This kiss was menacing and extremely aggressive. When he let her go, An Ran felt her tongue numb, and the air in her head seemed to be sucked out by him. , showing a blank and foggy state, but I heard his ugly voice ringing in my ears over and over again: "Not a friend, no, no..."

Mei Da at this moment actually made An Ran feel very domineering. Maybe there are potential domineering genes in men's bodies, which will burst out when they are stimulated.

An Ran wanted to try to explain it clearly to him, but this man would not allow her to speak at all. This man's way of dealing with her was simple and rude. As long as she mentioned it, she would stop her little mouth. Feel free to say this.

Even if he didn't let him mention it, An Ran felt that he had expressed it clearly enough, and there was really no need to always mention this kind of thing, as it would hurt feelings if he mentioned it too much.

Mei Da was the first man she liked. An Ran deliberately ignored An Jiamu. She always felt that An Zihe, who she liked before, was completely imagined by herself, and she was not that person at all. Therefore, An Jiamu was not the person she liked. Big is.

After the last layer of window paper was punctured, the relationship between the two of them was soaring. After this year passed, when Fuchunju reopened, the two of them had become quite close. A pair of fiery love.

, and here is ancient times, there can only be two states between men and women, strangers or husband and wife, lovers are not allowed by etiquette, so An Ran has not realized that the issue of getting married has appeared in her life.The first time Mei Da mentioned this matter to herself was the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The Lantern Festival in Qizhou is very lively. Every household will tie up a few lanterns and hang them outside the door, especially those along the river. As time goes by, the two streets along the river become more and more lively.

It is also because the common people have a better life, so they have the idea of ​​celebrating the festival. From the fourteenth to the sixteenth of the first lunar month, the two sides of the river have become night markets, selling lanterns, food, firecrackers, sugar paintings, and dough kneaders. ... Adults and children, young men and women, also take advantage of this opportunity to go out for a stroll.

An Ran likes to be lively, so of course she wouldn't miss it. On the day of the [-]th day, she dragged Mei Da out of Fuchun Residence, and walked along the river...

(End of this chapter)