Chapter 56:

The dishes are hearty.
Although there are not many samples, the weight is sufficient. A pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms, a pot of stir-fried leafy vegetables, a pot of over-oiled meat, and a pot of dried tofu and tofu egg soup, enough for so many people.
The staple food is two rice, sorghum rice is mixed with rice, and some sweet potatoes are braised on it. Lifting the lid off, the aroma of the rice is accompanied by the sweet aroma of sweet potatoes, which makes people intoxicated.
The sweet potatoes were hidden in the cellar last year. After frosting, they were put in the cellar. It tastes sweet, whether it is braised or roasted, the flowing orange-red syrup looks pleasant.
Zhaoer picked up the biggest piece and placed it in Xue Tingyan's bowl.
He has been eating this bite since he was a child, and every year he recruits a lot of sweet potatoes in the cellar, and puts a few pieces for him when he cooks and cooks porridge.
"Hurry up and eat while you are hot. They drink, but you don't drink, eat more." Zhaoer said.
Xue Hu quipped with a smile: "Sister Zhao, Uncle Ting Yan doesn't drink, you have to go from generation to generation, and no one in the family doesn't drink, so say you have to be alone."
Zhaoer looked at the situation, it really is. For example, if two people live in a three-bedroom house, Zhou's will not drink it, but Sanshu will drink it. The Suns also came, with the wool eggs, Xue Tao'er and emboli on another table, Xue Qinghuai stayed on this table to drink. Aunt Gao is also at the table.
She smiled unambiguously and said, "Then we will go to another place where we don't drink, but we can't disturb your wine interest. But it's not that I said, you all have to work tomorrow, drink less tonight. Can't get up when you get it. "
"Look, sister Zhao'er doesn't look like a big landlord. He is mean to us as long-term workers." The strong son named Xue Qiang interjected with a grin.
Upon hearing this, everyone on the table laughed.
"You can't go. Although it's Brother Sheng's rejoicing today, it's also Uncle Ting Yan's rejoicing. Both of you are gone, we can't make it."
Jiang Wu came out to play the rounds: "Zhao'er is a girl's house. If you don't drink, don't drink. The court is not too small. If you can't drink, you can't succeed. There are no men who can't drink in our village.
Mentioning the word man, all the young men sitting in line stood up, and we all looked like men.
This is true. Yuqing Village is located in the northwest and the weather is cold, so the young and old can drink both cups. Nothing else, just to keep out the cold. In the winter, I got a sip of wine, and the heat burst out of my heart, and I was full of energy.
Sorghum is produced in this place, and sorghum wine is also well-known. Farmers make their own wine and drink it. Which one collects grain every year does not make a few jars of wine. And the boys in these villages were even hugged by their dads on their knees when they were young, and the sweet mouth dipped in wine chopsticks, so the amount of wine was good.
As Jiang Wu said, there are few male boys who can't drink in the village, and Xue Tingyan is an exception. But because he was weak from an early age, he would not drink.
"Come and come, I'll pour you some, you can practice the amount of wine as much as you want." Jiang Wu poured a bowl of wine, resting in front of Xue Tingyan.
The men were excited at the mention of wine, and several teenagers were also coaxing beside them: "Jiang Wuge is right, drink more."
"Don't drink now. When Ming'er marries a younger sister, the bridegroom won't be able to drink."
"He doesn't know how to drink, don't make trouble with him." Zhao'er was busy blocking the way and picked up the bowl to get away, but Jiang Wu blocked him.
Jiang Wu smiled: "You can't intervene in this, it's a matter between our men."
"Yes, this is a matter between our men. Sister Zhao, don't worry about it."
Gao Sheng just wanted to cover his face, these chaotic people, even if they don't know how to do things, they have to blend in blindly.
Xue Tingyan looked at Jiang Wuwang's eyes and pulled Zhaoer down: "It's just some wine, it's okay."
"Look, the court said so!"
Zhaoer could only sit down.
"Then, Tingzi, brother respect you one?" Jiang Wu carried his wine bowl and stretched forward.
Xue Tingyan couldn't help but stood up and also picked up the bowl: "Jiang Wuwu is kind, I should respect you. When I was doing business alone before recruiting children, thanks to your help. I should respect you. "
A man, a teenager, confronted again face to face.
However, compared to last time, this time it was much sharper, and even the people on the side heard some intentions, but it was unthinkable for a while, and only felt that there was an organic frontier between the two.
Jiang Wu laughed: "Then I'll do it first." Then, he grunted and drank a bowl of wine, and shook Xue Tingdan with an empty bowl.
This is a rule on the wine table. Others toast, and the other party finishes drinking, and the respected nature should also finish drinking, otherwise they will look down on the other party and not give their faces. Jiang Wu's display of the empty bowl to Xue Tingyan exacerbated this meaning.
Xue Tingyan glanced at him meaningfully and finished a bowl of wine without saying a word.
"Dog!" Zhaoer said subconsciously.
Xue Tingyan wiped the wine stain around the corner of his mouth and put down the bowl: "I'm fine!"
"Good wine!" Jiang Wu praised with a thumbs up, picked up the wine jar and poured a bowl for him.
"Can't drink anymore."
Zhaoer looked at the little man's blushing face with concern, probably this was the first time he had drunk, so his face was fast, almost forefoot wine entered his stomach, and his face turned red. It looks very scary under the fire.
Jiang Wu poured himself another bowl: "Why can't I drink again? Zhao'er, don't underestimate the court." He said to Xue Tingyan again: "Just before you respect me, this time I respect you, eat Drink more dishes before you can't stand it. "
All this was said, Xue Tingyan naturally dried the wine before sitting down.
"Quickly eat two dishes and press one." Zhaoer quickly put a few chopstick dishes in his bowl.
It's a pity that this dish has just been imported, and someone toasted over there.
Not Jiang Wu, but one of those later generations.
"Tingzi, I respect you. For the first time drinking with a scholar, I will pay respect first." Guru Guru finished drinking a bowl of wine.
Someone who has already done something good has filled the bowl of Xue Tingyan, he can only pick up another bowl.
With this kind of beginning, other people are naturally indispensable. This is the rule on the wine table in the country. Either you do n’t drink or you have everything. Although there are pauses in the middle, Xue Tingyan still got a lot of wine.
In the end, he didn't let people toast himself anymore, but took the initiative to toast with others who didn't drink. When it was Xue Qinghuai's turn, Xue Qinghuai glanced at his nephew anxiously: "It's okay if the fourth uncle is here, you eat some food first."
Then Xue Qingbai, he also said to skip himself. At the end of the lap, Xue Tingyan sat down to eat. Looking at his words and deeds, there seemed to be no signs of drunk, but his face was red and his eyes were amazingly bright.
Everyone praised again, saying that he had a good drink, like his father. At that time Xue Qingsong had the best wine in the village.
Zhaoer smiled stiffly: "Okay, okay, you are not allowed to ask him to drink anymore. This is the first time he has been drinking, too much to drink."
All the future generations are giggling, and this shifts the goal to others. During the period, Jiang Wu stood up again and wanted to drink with Xue Tingyan, but was blocked by Gao Sheng.
"Brother Jiang Wu wants to drink it, just ask me to drink it. It's almost the same as the meaning, drink it again, and the sister will start the fire later, but I can't stop it."
Gao Sheng smiled and seemed to be laughing and joking, but Jiang Wu heard clearly the other meanings in it, and then he pushed the boat and Gao Sheng drank.
Because of drinking, the meal was eaten very slowly, and by the end of the day it was already dark.
Everyone collaborated to tidy up the things. A few later generations carried the borrowed tables and chairs, lit by a torch, and a group of people went to the village.
"Tingzi, are you okay?" Jiang Wu walked up and said: "Do you want me to help you?"
"No." Xue Tingyan pushed away and asked him to hold his hand, standing firm.
Zhaoer frowned, and then looked up at Jiang Wu: "Brother Jiang Wu, I'm doing him, don't worry."
Jiang Wu laughed and took back his hand: "Then you will be slower."
Until Jiang Wu turned around, Zhaoer asked in a low voice: "Are you okay? Where is it uncomfortable to tell your sister."
"I'm fine, let's go back first."
"How could it be fine ..."
Listening to the whispering whispers from behind, Jiang Wushen walked shallowly, hoping that this wine would drunk himself.
Because there are three rooms and four rooms, the two people go back together, so there is no need to send them.
When he arrived home, Xue Qinghuai said: "Zhao'er, I think Tingzi drank a lot of wine, and I took a break early. Something called."
"Well, I know the fourth uncle."
Zhaoer pulled the door open, and pulled the surprisingly quiet Xue Tingyan, who was standing aside, into the door. She was so worried that when he saw that he could stand still, she hurried to light the lamp and turned to see where he was still standing.
"What are you doing? Is it uncomfortable? If it's really uncomfortable, spit it out."
He still stood still, recruiting children to pull him, he spit out a wow. Spit a filth, mixed with a pungent odor, vomiting while vomiting.
Zhao'er can only help him vomit, saying: "Spit it, just spit it clean."
When he didn't vomit, Zhaoer helped him go to Kang Kang, and was about to get some water to wash him. Zhou walked in with a pot of hot water: "I heard Tingzi vomiting, and I'll wash him. The hot water is still burning in the pot, and I'll make a bowl of strong tea and drink a few hangovers later. "
"Thank you, Auntie."
"Thanks." Zhou said, putting the basin down, and then took the broom to sweep the dustpan to sweep the dirt.
It took the effort of the nine cows and two tigers to remove the jacket and shoes of Xue Tingyan, wiped his head, face, hands and feet, and moved him on the kang. Turning her head, she turned out the tea leaves from the cupboard, took it to the stove, and brought back a bowl of strong tea with a bitter taste.
"Come and drink some."
Xue Tingyan asked her to take a few sips and then lay down on the kang again. At this time, Zhou also cleaned up the pool of filth, and said to Zhao'er: "He is estimated to vomit in the middle of the night. I will braise the porridge on the stove. I can eat some if I am hungry."
At this time, the Suns also walked in from outside the door, holding a small bowl in his hand.
"Come here, this thing is good to hangover. Your fourth uncle usually drinks too much, with one pressed on the tongue, it is better than anything."
The small bowl contains a few sour plums. At first glance, it is pickled at home, and a sour smell of the nose can be smelled from a long distance.
"There is no nucleus in it, and I'm not afraid that he will choke. It's my mother's home side, and it is particularly good to hangover."
"Thanks aunts three and aunts, it looks like you are in trouble."
"Trouble, you'll have to take a break soon after you're done, and it will be done when something happens."
After sending away Zhou and Sun, Zhaoer looked back at the little man and found that his eyes were closed and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
She shook her head helplessly, poured the dirty water end of the basin, went to the stove and hit a pot of hot water to come back to freshen up.
After being so busy for a long time, she sweated a lot, and after cooking, she got a lot of fumes, and Zhaoer intended to wipe her body.
Originally, she should go to the bathroom in the vegetable field in the back. But the little man was drunk, she didn't dare to go any further, thinking that he was asleep, and she didn't shy away from it, so she took off her clothes and scrubbed in front of the washbasin.
She only wore a thin pair of obscene trousers. Her upper body was a apron, revealing a tight and smooth back and a slender but strong waist.
Zhao Eraijie, if not allowed at this time, she should take a bath, so scrubbing is especially serious. After she wiped her upper body head and face clean, she was about to change the basin of hot water, only to find that the person on the Kang changed her posture somehow, but she was lying on her side while her eyes were open.
She subconsciously picked up the shirt next to her and asked, "When did you wake up?"
The people on Kang didn't speak, their eyes were straight, and suddenly they turned over and turned face-in. Zhao'er was relieved, thinking that the little man was drunk, and it was probably dizzy at this moment. There was some embarrassment. She didn't wash it, but took the hot tent to the back of the curtain, wiped it again casually, and hurriedly put on clean clothes.
After a while, she opened the door and poured the dirty water. Now that the weather is hot, Kuroko doesn't want to sleep in the house. Zhaoer leaves it alone and bolts the door.
Originally intending to turn off the lights, thinking that he was going to vomit in the middle of the night, he just dialed the wick, leaving only some outside. The lights in the room became extremely dim, and Zhaoer was on the kang.
She leaned up to see him, his eyes closed again, and his body was a little hot, but not too serious. Zhao'er was about to withdraw his hand, and suddenly he was hugged, and the little man with closed eyes muttered something in his mouth.
"What are you talking about?"
Listening carefully, it is clear that he is saying, trick, I am uncomfortable.
"It's uncomfortable for you to drink! Ladu can't hold it." Zhaoer scolded.
He murmured again, and moved closer to hear what he said.
"Brother Jiang Wu said that if you are a man, you must drink. I am your man ... I can't lose to him ..."
After listening, Zhao'er was stunned, and after a while he looked at him with complicated eyes, and reached out again to touch the little man's pink face under the light.
"Is it a man who tells me, not let him talk." She murmured.
Xue Tingyan didn't answer her mouth either. She seemed to be drunk, shouting uncomfortably in her mouth, and pulled her tightly. Zhaoer went to rub his chest, he turned over and pulled Zhaoer into the bed.
After that, there was no more movement, and Zhao Er wanted to withdraw from his arms, but he didn't succeed after trying a few times. After a while, she fell asleep confused.
When I woke up again, I was awakened by a burst of movement.
Zhaoer didn't know when it was now, the lights in the room went out, and she was half pressed under her. The person was particularly unreliable, and while groaning uncomfortably in her mouth, she rubbed and rubbed on her, and tossed and turned.
"Hey, I'm uncomfortable ..."
"Where are you uncomfortable? I'll make some porridge for you to drink?"
He didn't answer, and his eyes were tightly closed, just rubbing his head and face against her.
"Where are you uncomfortable?"
"How hot is it?"
Zhaoer was about to sit up, but was pulled down by him again.
"Hey, I'm uncomfortable."
"Where is it uncomfortable?"
"Here here ..." He murmured in his mouth and took her hand to cover somewhere.
Through the fabric, Zhao'er can also feel the hotness above, hard and hot. She didn't respond at all. What was this thing, until he subconsciously rubbed it back and forth in her palm, she thought for a while in her mind before she realized what it was.
How could it be so big! Still so hard!
Zhaoer thought in an almost horrified mood, very slowly in his head. At this time, her mind became a paste, and somehow she remembered what Heizi looked like when she was in heat ...
Every year at the turn of spring and summer, Kuroko is particularly commotion. Seeing him usually standing tall and looking all over, he didn't care much about the dogs in the village. But by this time, it seemed to know the location of all in the village.
At this time, Zhao'er rarely sees sunspots at home. He always goes out for a long time before returning. I was puzzled, and once I followed him when he went out, I saw many unbelievable situations that he usually couldn't see on him.
For example, Kuroko is very persistent, he fancy a big yellow dog. The owner of the other party doesn't seem to want the dog to have a baby, so he keeps his dog in the yard. It can squat at the door of someone's house for a long time until it comes out. If it can't wait, it will find various holes around the yard, and it is always a good thing to go in.
Also for example ...
Zhaoer's blush became a piece, and I don't know why he thought of it. Could it be that the little man is in heat? She counts the days in her heart, and Kuroko is almost at the time of estrus, but no one has heard of it!
Somehow, she remembered that when she was young, she slept in the house with the little man, and Xue Qingsong and Qiu Shi slept out of the house. Several times in the middle of the night she was woken up ...
The growl of men and the groan of women in pain interweave a very vague image.
At first she thought it was Dad who beat the mother, and the next day she asked the mother, who knows that the fair face of the mother was flushed, and whispered that she wouldn't ask this matter again, saying that the girl's family could not ask it.
Thoughts were pulled back, the palm was warmer, and it seemed to have swelled a lot. The little man seems to have mastered a law, and this law seems to make him very comfortable, he finally feels uncomfortable.
But at this moment, Zhao'er felt uncomfortable, a feeling that he couldn't say, it was soaring, hot and swollen, like a magma wrapped in it ...
Xue Tingyan fell asleep again, Zhaoer finally relieved.
She carefully pulled his hands and feet apart, sat up, and froze for a while, before she seemed to wake up like a dream.
The water in the basin has been cold for a long time, quietly, Zhao Er soaked his hand in the basin for a while, and then began to rub it. After rubbing a lot, he also took the pancreas and scrubbed it before letting the temperature on it. Faded.
She reached out and touched her face. The hands were not hot now, but the temperature on her face hadn't faded.
Zhaoer stood for a long time, until the coldness in the night froze her, she could not help but rush to Kang. But it was far away from the man over there, speechless overnight.
The next day, Xue Tingyan woke up and didn't see her. After asking, she knew she had gone to town.
The trousers that Xue Tingyan replaced were taken after many days.