: Swollen face and fat man

Author: Xixingxing

"Auntie, this dish smells so good."

Ling's mother's eyes narrowed into slits, and she hurriedly picked up food into her bowl: "If you like it, eat more. You can come here rarely. There is nothing good to entertain you in the countryside. These simple foods will make you laugh.

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"This is already very good, I like to eat these dried vegetables."

In order to prove that he did not tell any lies, Ji Zhongqiu picked up a chopstick and put it into a bowl, and took a big mouthful of rice.

Seeing Ji Zhongqiu eating so happily, Ling's mother smiled and wished she could grow her hands to pick up food for him.

Ling Yue sneered.

She never knew that she liked to eat dried vegetables such as dried cowpeas, dried eggplant, etc. in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

She didn't care about this and scooped a spoonful of egg soup to Tongtong: "Tongtong, this is the eggs that grandma fed herself, but it's much better than what we bought outside."

Tongtong didn't understand these things. She just nodded and ate the soup and rice seriously with a spoon.

Ling Yue was still self-aware in front of Ling's mother. She picked up a chopstick of dried cowpeas and said casually: "Mom, the fried cowpeas are fragrant, crispy and chewy. I will put a can for me and I will take it over to eat it.

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Ling Yue just said casually, and Ling's mother took it seriously: "Okay, if you like to eat, take some back. You have to buy anything there, not as good as at home. There is no other thing in our house, so these things are enough.

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As she said that, she said again: "I use tender cowpeas as thick as chopsticks. The cowpeas outside are too old and they don't taste like this when they make them."

Ling Yue didn't know much about making these dried dishes, but just echoed: "That's right, no wonder it's fragrant and crisp."

After dinner, Ling Yue and Wang Zhaoyang brought a few gifts they bought from the town and went to their uncle's house.

When I arrived at my uncle's house to explain my purpose, my uncle nodded: "It is naturally good for you to be filial. I will do ideological work where your mother will."

Ling Yue had never been exposed to rural ches, and she didn't know how many dishes each table would be served here. She asked, "Uncle, how many tables do you think you're suitable to hold?"

"If you usually have to have twenty-seven or eight tables. It happened that day, and that day happened to be Saturday. The children only had half a day of classes on Saturday, starting at least thirty tables."

"Uncle, who do you think has the best skills in our village?"

"Don't worry about this. Since you have spoken to me, I will go over and discuss it with your parents tonight."

After coming out of his uncle's house, the stone in Ling Yue's heart finally fell down.

In the evening, uncle and aunt came over.

Ling’s mother still said the same thing, she wouldn’t do it.

No matter how you live or not.

The eldest uncle finally persuaded her, but when she thought of the situation at home, she sighed: "This is the situation in our family. After we have handled these many tables of wine, we will definitely owe a lot of foreign debts. We are on the ground again

When will the debt be paid?”

The eldest uncle patted her hand: "Xiaoyue has agreed with us, don't worry about money. You just need to respond to the children's filial piety. As long as you agree, the banquet will be immediately

It's a lively deal for you."

Ling's mother stared at Ling Yue, looking like she was so angry that she was so angry that she was fat, and she was so worried about face."

Ling's mother let go, and other things were much easier to do.

The next day, my uncle came with the chef.

After discussing with Ling Yue how many tables to set up and how many dishes to each table, Ling Yue has to buy vegetables.

Dried goods such as dried mushrooms, daylily, etc. must be bought in advance and soaked.

Green and red peppers are also indispensable. People in Yingkou Town are fond of spicy food. They can’t eat without chili peppers. They must prepare enough peppers.

Chicken, duck, and fish must be bought in advance and slaughtered.

There is no need to buy meat. Ling’s mother feeds two pigs every year. This one in the pig pen has been fed for more than half a year. Just ask a butcher to come and kill it.

I also need to buy some taro to make steamed pork with lotus leaf paste, which is an indispensable delicacy when holding wine in Yingkou Town.

After Ling Yue bought the vegetables, there was no news about Ling Xiaohua.

Time doesn’t wait for anyone, and there are no phone calls in many places at this time, and Ling Qingfeng has to go door to door to notify relatives and friends to come over.

Even Wang Zhaoyang went back to Wangjia Village. As a family, no matter how hard Ling Yue and Zhu Lamei didn't deal with each other, they could not let outsiders laugh at it.

The next morning, the butcher came to kill the pig.

After hours, the pig was broken down and placed on the chopping board. The chef was in place. Four or five large stoves were built on the open space in front of the Ling family.

Everything was ready, but I still didn't see Ling Xiaohua's figure.

Ling Yue couldn't sit still anymore and couldn't care about so much. She went to find the man's situation with her uncle, and led her cousin Ling Zeyang to find Ling Xiaohua.

As soon as he arrived at the man's house, Ling Yue was shocked.

The Ling family is poor, but I didn’t expect that the boyfriend Ling Xiaohua found was even poorer.

I don’t know if I live in a wooden house built many years ago. It’s black on it, and I can’t tell the original color at all.

When she arrived at the other party's house, a thin and shriveled man lay on the floor of the main hall.

When Ling Yue saw this scene, her brows frowned.

Ling Zeyang stepped forward and kicked the man with his feet: "Hey, wake up, is He Zhigang at home?"

He kicked the man on the ground several times before he opened his eyes hazy and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Who!"

Ling Zeyang frowned and said, "We are from Lingjia Village. Come find Ling Xiaohua. Are they at home?"

"Don't mention that dead cub to me. That dead cub was fascinated by a vixen. He hasn't come back for a few days!"

Ling Yue only felt cold hands and feet.

She couldn't care about so much and asked, "Uncle, do you know where they went?"

"Don't ask me! The little bastard forgot his mother when he has a wife, and he doesn't even recognize me, my father. What do I want this bastard to do!"

As he said that, he sat up from the ground and looked up at Ling Yue. His eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, another big girl is here. My little bastard is very capable, another one came to my door."

Ling Yue wanted to slap him a few big mouths when she heard this.

She asked patiently: "Uncle, I'm not here to find your son, I'm here to find Xiaohua. If you know where she is, please tell me that Xiaohua's mother's 60th birthday the day after tomorrow, we'll be waiting for her.

Go back and pay my birthday to my mother.”

"Don't mention that little bitch to me!" He's father angrily rebuked, "I came to the man's house before I could decide. I'm also a ignorant person. He said she didn't know how to check, and she pulled my old woman to sleep every day, even

I don't let my son touch it."

"My bastard is also a disgusting guy. I can't even handle such a woman."

For some reason, Ling Yue was relieved when she heard his words.
Chapter completed!