Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Seeing Yuan Mei looking at him in a daze, Zhang Xuan asked her: "Where do your spring bamboo shoots come from?"

Yuan Mei came back from her thoughts and said, "Hui Hui and I went to the vegetable market to buy some yellow mud bamboo shoots in the morning."

Zhang Xuan asked smoothly: "Do the vegetable markets in such big cities still sell seasonal vegetables such as yellow mud bamboo shoots?"

Yuan Mei smiled: "It is precisely because it is a big city that such things can be sold at a good price."

"Forehead"

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but slap his forehead, "You misunderstood me. What I meant is that the shelf life of yellow mud bamboo shoots is generally very short.

In our area, if we dig up this kind of bamboo shoots up the mountain, we will quickly go down the mountain to process it. Otherwise, if the time is delayed by a minute, the taste will be reduced by a minute.

So, you understand? "

Yuan Mei was curious: "Is there such a thing?"

Zhang Xuan nodded: "Of course, this is the preciousness of yellow mud bamboo shoots."

Yuan Mei thought: "In rural areas, if you are not a discerning foodie, even if you dig this kind of bamboo shoots, you will not go down the mountain quickly, right? You must dig more, otherwise you will just dig one bamboo shoot and leave, and your trip will be in vain, right?" "

Zhang Xuan looked at her with admiring eyes: "I didn't expect you to understand the countryside quite well. But let me tell you, there are still some foodies like this in the countryside, quite a few."

Yuan Mei tilted his head: "Like you?"

The old man admitted without hesitation: "Yes."

"Dang-dang-dang."

Just when Yuan Mei opened her mouth slightly and still wanted to speak, the mobile phone in her pocket rang.

She smiled at Zhang Xuan, reached into her bag and pressed down the phone.

"Dang-dang-dang."

Just a few moments later, the phone rang again.

Under Zhang Xuan's gaze, Yuan Mei squeezed the smile away from her face and put down her phone again.

Zhang Xuan thought to himself, could this be a suitor? Or is it the kind of person who is obsessed with men and resents women?

"Dang-dang-dang."

The caller was quite energetic, and soon the phone rang for the third time.

Seeing Zhang Xuan looking at him meaningfully, Yuan Mei froze, took a deep breath, stood up and said to him, "I'm going to answer the phone."

Zhang Xuan smiled and nodded, motioning for her to go.

Yuan Mei picked up her cell phone and went to the corner of the bedroom. She lowered her voice and asked, "You are really my biological brother. You are really persistent!"

My younger brother reminded: "It's 12:30 noon now."

Yuan Mei said angrily: "I know."

My younger brother asked: "You know? You know your tone, you seem to be very dissatisfied with me?"

Yuan Mei said: "I just discovered something interesting, but you interrupted me. Where is your brain? Are you still fighting after hanging up?"

My younger brother was upset: "Didn't you beg me to hit you yesterday?"

Yuan Meilaipi: "Is this happening? Why don't I remember it?"

My younger brother was furious: "I don't care if you remember, I stayed up until midnight just to make this call, you have to pay me 300 US dollars!"

Yuan Mei hung up the phone.

My brother beat me again, but he still died.

My younger brother went crazy and sent a text message: Just wait for me, and I won’t fall into your trap again next time you kneel in front of me.

Yuan Mei turned off the phone and removed the battery.

Returning to the living room, Yuan Mei found that Zhang Xuan was no longer there. After thinking about it, she walked to the kitchen.

But he stopped when he reached the door of the kitchen. Yuan Mei looked at the two people standing next to each other in the kitchen and changed her mind again.

He said to Wen Hui: "Hui Hui, the piano store called and a customer is looking for me. I'll go over and take a look first."

Wen Hui turned around and said, "Come over after you finish your meal. The food will be ready soon."

Yuan Mei shook his head: "This customer is an acquaintance of mine. I can't keep people waiting. You guys eat first."

After saying that, Yuan Mei's eyes fell on Zhang Xuan: "Great writer, I remember your words."

Zhang Xuan smiled and said nothing, watching the big girl leave.

Hearing the sound of the door closing in the living room, Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui looked at each other in understanding and turned their attention to the pot again.

At a certain moment, foodie Zhang made a move and put his chopsticks into the pot.

Wen Hui was not surprised by his action and opened his chopsticks with the spatula in her hand.

Zhang Xuan glanced at her and continued using the chopsticks.

Wen Hui quietly opened him with a vegetable spatula.

Twice in a row, Zhang Xuan muttered shamelessly: "You are cooking for me to eat anyway? Let me try it first."

Wen Hui said solemnly: "The bamboo shoots are not yet ripe."

Zhang Xuan boasted: "I know, it doesn't matter. When I was a child, I would just hug raw bamboo shoots and eat them in the mountains."

Hearing this, Wen Hui did not stop him from taking off the chopsticks for the third time, but just reminded him: "It might be numb."

Zhang Xuan ignored it, resolutely put a piece of bamboo shoot into his mouth, chewed it, and then, under her gaze, he tried hard not to distort his face and swallowed the bamboo shoot alive.

At the end of the meal, I didn’t forget to praise: “It’s delicious, delicious.”

Wen Hui stared at him for a while, and finally reached out to lift the lid of the thermal pot, revealing the dry pot duck inside.

Zhang Xuan's mouth trembled, but without saying much, he quickly took off his chopsticks and used spicy duck meat to suppress the tender bamboo flavor of the bamboo shoots.

After eating one piece and then another piece, Zhang Xuan felt much better immediately.

Question: "Why did you cook Hunan cuisine? You knew I was coming at noon."

Wen Hui didn't reply and continued to stir-fry yellow mud bamboo shoots over high heat.

Zhang Xuan didn't care. He picked up another piece of duck meat and put it in his mouth. He was just eating. He suddenly stopped eating with his chopsticks and stared at her beautiful profile, deeply attracted.

It is said that a breakup is better than a newlywed. The old man who had not seen her for 9 months was suddenly in love with her. This feeling came so inexplicably, but it was so strong in his bones.

After struggling with his thoughts, Zhang Xuan finally put down his chopsticks, moved his feet two steps to the left, and leaned forward.

He hugged her tightly from behind.

The sudden embrace made Wen Hui's whole body tremble.

Her instinctive reaction was to pick up the vegetable shovel in her hand and smash it backwards, but this thought disappeared in a flash.

She knew who was behind her, and she was so familiar with this scent.

It’s even so familiar that when a person is alone, he will often think of it.

Her body stiffened, Wen Hui ignored him and continued to focus on the food in the pot. She put some white sugar to remove the astringency of the spring bamboo shoots, salt and garlic leaves, and a little water. Turn up the heat and reduce the juice.

Then put the pot on the plate.

When the food was ready and the fire was out, Wen Hui fell into a long silence when she saw that he had not let go of her yet, and when she saw warmth coming from behind her ears and neck one after another.

After a long time, she put the spatula away, turned off the gas stove, paused, leaned back slightly, held his hands across her waist, and curled up completely in his arms.

Zhang Xuan was unyielding. He clasped her hands with both hands and linked their fingers together. At the same time, he hugged her tightly and kissed her.

For a while, there was no sound in the kitchen, and there was only an indescribable atmosphere of ambiguity that was rising rapidly and spreading rapidly.

Feeling the long-lost intimacy, Wenhui was gradually infected by his emotions and love.

She was irreversibly moved!

He raised his head slightly, raised his white neck, slowly closed his eyes, and shrank his whole body, allowing the man to do whatever he wanted.

I don’t know how much time passed, but when the sound of rain falling outside the window suddenly increased, when the strong wind carried the raindrops and hit the glass unscrupulously...

Wen Hui opened her slender eyelashes with a whoosh, and the chaos in her eyes faded away, revealing a clear state of mind.

She looked at the gray scene outside the window, stretched out her hand to seal his troubled lips, "The dishes are cold, let's eat."

Their eyes met and when he saw that she had returned to her previous appearance, although the old man was extremely reluctant to let go, he still didn't force it:

"good."

With one word "good", the two separated.

Zhang Xuan took advantage of the unparalleled tacit understanding between the two and went to the living room with spring bamboo shoots, ignoring her predicament.

Wen Hui, who was blushing, stretched out her hand to pull the strap on her shoulder, then put her clothes back into place. After her heart heaved several times, she started to wash her hands and take the bowl to put the rice.

"Why did you only pack two bowls of rice?"

Zhang Xuan asked after setting the last dish.

Wen Hui didn't answer and silently put a pair of chopsticks in front of him without looking at him. Later, she picked up a piece of homemade tofu closest to the bowl and started eating by herself.

Watching her picking up vegetables and eating, until she finished the whole piece of tofu and took a small bite of rice, Zhang Xuan asked politely: "Aren't you waiting for your cousin?"

"She won't come." Wen Hui said this, but still didn't look at him.

These words were unexpected, but also reasonable. Thinking of what Yuan Mei said before leaving, Zhang Xuan's affection for this big girl, whom he had met several times, greatly increased.

However, Zhang Xuan ate half a bowl of mutton and some duck meat. Now he was not so hungry. He picked up the chopsticks on the table and helped her pick vegetables, including sweet-scented osmanthus fish, mutton, spring bamboo shoots, and bacon. Clip some.

Facing the growing pile of vegetables in the bowl, Wen Hui lightly pursed her red lips, did not refuse his kindness, and lowered her head to eat one by one.

It was just like this, one was picking up food, the other was eating, the two of them didn't talk to each other, but an unprecedented warm scene appeared on the table.

After a while, Wen Hui finally raised her head after finishing a round of dishes and looked up at him, "You eat too."

Meeting her eyes, Zhang Xuan said sincerely: "I'm not in a hurry. I've been eating and drinking for you for so long. I want to serve you once."

After staring at him for a while, Wen Hui asked: "You don't plan to eat what I cook in the future?"

Zhang Xuan was instantly furious: "How is that possible?"

Seeing his reaction, Wen Hui smiled knowingly and said, "Then let's eat together."

Zhang Xuan smacked his lips and said, "Do you think it's a little less flavorful if you eat it alone?"

Wen Hui hummed.

"Sure." Mr. Zhang ate as he said. He was already so greedy.

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