Chapter 22: Lying in the corner every day and listening to the food being served

Author: The girl from the next village

Chapter 22: Lying in the corner every day and listening to the food being served

The three of them were talking and laughing, and in a blink of an eye, they forgot about what happened just now.

This meal prepared by Lao Li's family was really thoughtful, extremely sumptuous, and was done with great care.

"Mr. Su once said that if you eat 300 lychees a day, you will grow up to be a Lingnan native. I couldn't understand it before, but now with my aunt's craftsmanship, I really understand the meaning of this statement."

Shen Qing put down his chopsticks and sighed heavily, "It's so delicious. I'm afraid I will think about it often in the future."

"What's so difficult about this?" Aunt Li said with a smile, "If you like it, just bring the bowl and chopsticks to my house to eat."

"Haha." Shen Qing replied with a smile, "Even if I am about to be kicked out by my aunt in a few days, when I see you in the future, you will have to take a detour. If you murmur a few words, the beggar comes to the door again."

"How could it be! Is Auntie this kind of person?" Aunt Li was amused by Shen Qing's words, "Besides, just open your mouth more. How much can you eat?"

"Ahem, cough, cough, has Mrs. Shen also read Mr. Su's random notes?"

Li Zhongyuan, who was lying on the pit next to him, coughed a few times, but his pale face was much bloodier than before. He looked at Shen Qing curiously.

Shen Qing's expression remained unchanged as he said, "When I was young, there was a scholar in the village. When I went to their house to pick osmanthus, I heard him read several books."

"Then Mrs. Shen is really smart, what a pity."

Li Zhongyuan said with emotion, "I just heard someone read it once. Not only can I remember it for so long, but I can also use it. It's a pity that I can't read and practice calligraphy."

Shen Qing smiled and said, "That's because the scholar was talking about food, so I remembered it! If there were a lot of them, my head would be spinning, so how could I remember them?"

As if telling a joke, Shen Qing pretended to complain, "You don't know, he often talks about the Yangtze River and Guo to know the beauty of the fish, the good bamboo mountains and the fragrance of bamboo shoots, Qin's cooking is only sheep soup, Long's delicacies include bear wax, and what else?" Sweet soup, steamed chicken, and crispy pork belly. How can I, a child, not be greedy after listening to it? I had to sit under his corner for a while every day and listen to it, and it felt like it was not enough."

Although he was complaining, Shen Qing had a smile on his lips, perhaps recalling that time.

As for Shen Qing, she did lie down in the corner, but it was really not for stuttering.

How can the Shen family be short of food? There are chefs from all over the country in the backyard kitchen. She can just order whatever she wants, from Huaiyang cuisine to Chaozhou cuisine.

She was not afraid of being embarrassed when she said it. She was lying in the corner to eavesdrop on the gossip in the alley next door. The alley was relatively quiet and people often whispered there. Shen Qing was young at the time and listened with gusto.

Of course, I was discovered from behind, and my mother slapped my palms severely and punished me.

"I guess I was reading Mr. Su's "Old Taoist Chronicles" at that time."

Li Zhongyuan suppressed the itchiness in his throat and said regretfully, "I don't have this book at home, otherwise I could borrow it from Mrs. Shen to review it."

"But it seems that there is Mr. Lu's "Food Diary"." Aunt Li interjected.

Old Man Li, who was listening quietly next to him, stroked his beard and continued, "However, Mr. Su's miscellaneous notes are more interesting. The one I bought originally, but I don't know where it was lost."

The situation was complicated at first and they didn't have much choice, so they had to bring some books with them.

Shen Qing's eyes lit up, here comes the opportunity for her to borrow books.

"So, your family has quite a collection of books?"

Even this kind of casual note is hidden. This is also a "rich family". I just can't think of a good rich family who likes to stay in the countryside and farm their own land and take care of the trivial matters of life.

"It's not much." Li Zhongyuan said honestly, "It's just a few more books than others. If Mrs. Shen is interested, you can go and read it."

Aunt Li and Old Man Li both nodded, and the three of them didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

If other people come to borrow books, they will worry about whether they plan to steal the books or have other ideas. Countryside people are illiterate and borrow books with the intention of reselling them.

But as for Shen Qing, for some reason, they naturally felt that the other party was literate.

As a scholar, it is extremely normal to borrow a book.

Only those who are educated will know how to cherish books. Those who are illiterate will easily waste books.

The three of them could only blame it in their hearts, guessing that Shen Qingzhen was influenced to some extent by the scholar next door.

What a hell.

When Shen Qing and Zhao Yi left the Li family, they were still holding in their arms the dried sweet potatoes that Aunt Li had given them.

Underneath these dried sweet potatoes was a layer of cloth and a fresh book that had just been brought over.

Shen Qing picked up the book and wanted to stuff it into his chest. He just took it in, not knowing what trouble would happen later.

She is not afraid of things, but one thing is one thing she can do without.

"I'll hold it for you." Zhao Yi hid the books under Shen Qing's clothes, so that Shen Qing would be much more relaxed.

"Well..." Shen Qing's words of refusal rolled around on the tip of his lips, and finally he swallowed them, "Okay, then that's troublesome."

Zhao Yi lowered his eyes and carefully put the things into his arms, which seemed to be stained with Shen Qing's warmth.

When we returned to Zhao's house, it was true that the whole family had finished their meal. However, they did not disperse after eating, but sat there.

Obviously waiting for Shen Qing and others to come back.

Several men from the Zhao family were absent, but He Guihua and her other two daughters-in-law were waiting for someone.

"Back?"

He Guihua noticed the oil leather bag in Shen Qing's hand at a glance, "What is that in your hand?"

"Some dried sweet potatoes from next door."

"Oh, is the food they make edible?" He Guihua said, "Who knows if it will go bad, so I give it to others, be careful! It will spoil your stomach! They even pay for medicine and medical treatment!"

Speaking of this, He Guihua thought of the more important business today and said again, "Why did the Li family invite you to dinner? It's for no reason. Even if his family is prosperous, it has nothing to do with us. Why are they inviting you to dinner?"

It was because of this incident that He Guihua and the Zhou family and the Qian family endured here until Shen Qing and the others came back.

"I don't know, I guess it's because we look so similar."

Shen Qing said casually, "Maybe it's because our personalities are too lovable, so everyone in the Old Li family likes us very much,"

Hey, I can't help it, my popularity is too good.

He Guihua:......

Do you think they believe this?

But whether he believed it or not, Shen Qing insisted that it was all due to his personality charm.

Later, Mrs. Zhou smoothed things over and said, "Hey, this is not a big deal. Hey, I said the dried sweet potatoes made by Lao Li's family are really delicious."

Zhou took a piece of dried sweet potato from Shen Qing's arms and chewed it. It was sweet but not particularly hard.

I have to say, the craftsmanship of Lao Li's family is really good. The food smelled delicious at night, and now the dried sweet potatoes and dried sweet potatoes taste delicious too.
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