Chapter 390 The people in your village are quite interesting!
The young man surnamed Jiang had no idea what An Songyu was thinking. After getting permission from An Songlin, he simply didn't look for another spot.
We're all young people, so it's easy for us to get to know each other.
Soon, the food was served, and everyone introduced the dishes to Jian Ziyu and the other person while eating.
The food served in Jiangcun today was exceptionally plentiful.
Although it can't compare to many restaurants due to the ingredients, it's definitely much better than home-cooked meals.
While eating, Wang Henian praised, "No wonder every family in Jiangcun can run a farmhouse inn, it's all thanks to this skill!"
As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up.
Upon hearing this, the young man surnamed Jiang was delighted. Seeing the newly served Shishi Huangshan (a type of braised pork dish), he immediately placed a piece of his chopsticks on Wang Henian's plate: "Try it, this is my family's cooking!"
Wang Henian's eyes lit up, and he immediately began to savor the taste.
When I actually tasted it, I immediately gave it a thumbs up!
As An Songlin looked at the pieces, he couldn't resist picking one up himself.
It wasn't until he tasted it that he realized it wasn't the first time he'd eaten it!
But the taste does seem quite good!
Could it be because he hasn't tasted it in a long time?
"Ah Nian, really!" Jian Ziyu gently patted his girlfriend, who was trying not to laugh, and couldn't help but sigh.
An Songyu barely managed to suppress her overwhelming laughter.
She never knew that her brother had such a... adorable side.
Fortunately, the others didn't know An Songlin as well as An Songyu did, and they didn't know that An Songlin, who was serving his wife this dish, was so easily influenced by Wang Henian.
"Eat up!" Jian Ziyu saw that An Songyu had stopped smiling, so she also put a piece of yellow eel on her plate.
An Songyu looked at Jian Ziyu speechlessly.
Jian Ziyu picked up a piece for herself and said, "Want to try it with me?"
An Songyu was even more speechless. They'd already put it in her bowl, so what could she do?
"Tsk tsk, are all your cousin's family members this close?" The young man surnamed Jiang lowered his voice and asked An Songyan next to him.
An Songyan put down his chopsticks, looked at the other person, and asked, "Don't you ever think of sharing delicious food with your wife?"
The young man surnamed Jiang looked at An Songyan with some confusion. Why was he suddenly shouting so loudly?
An Songyu and the others, who were also startled by their cousin, were a little embarrassed when they saw the woman next to the young man surnamed Jiang.
Seeing her dark expression, the four of them immediately buried their heads in their food, pretending not to have seen anything.
"No, she's not without hands, she can use them herself," the young man surnamed Jiang retorted instinctively.
This was simply a habit he had developed over the years when talking to An Songyan.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt as if there was something behind him.
That sudden sense of foreboding, coupled with his understanding of the two men's years of fighting, made the young man surnamed Jiang suppress the urge to turn away, and suddenly say:
"Hmph, do you think I would definitely say that?"
"Tsk tsk, with your little schemes?"
"My wife and I have a great relationship!"
"It just means they don't usually like to show affection in front of you guys!"
"However, I really didn't do a very good job of sharing food!"
"After all, I'm not like you, who's so picky about what I eat."
"I'm not picky about food, but my wife is the one who knows how to appreciate good food!"
"Sigh, it's all because I've been too busy. Now that I think about it, we have money!"
"Should I take her out more often?"
"Give her a chance to try more delicious food?"
"Brother, although I don't particularly like you, I still appreciate it. After all, what you said today has served as a reminder!"
An Songyu and the others stared in disbelief at the young man surnamed Jiang.
An Songyan, based on his understanding of the man, could basically guess that he knew his wife had arrived.
An Songyan pursed his lips, somewhat speechless, and didn't say anything more.
If the young man surnamed Jiang can really do what he said, then he has done a good deed!
Although the young man surnamed Jiang wasn't exactly the type to treat his wife badly.
But he really didn't do anything special for his wife.
The two of them haven't had a good relationship since childhood.
But ever since Jiangcun was demolished and they started doing business on Liangdi Night Market Street, their relationship with their wives has actually gotten better and better.
He also hears his wife complaining too much at home.
Seeing the situation just now, I simply went with the flow.
The woman standing behind the young man surnamed Jiang was initially quite upset, but her expression immediately softened after hearing what he said.
She looked at the group of people chatting animatedly at the table, and ultimately left without saying goodbye to her husband.
As for what I originally wanted to ask, it wasn't a big deal!
An Songyu and the others exchanged glances at the situation and then decided to eat their meal in a particularly obedient manner.
"The people in your village are quite fun!" Wang Henian remarked softly as everyone wandered around after dinner.
An Songyu and his sister knew he was referring to what had happened on the table earlier. They smiled but didn't say anything.
Jiangcun is no different from other ordinary villages.
There are also many conflicts, big and small, among each household.
Even with huge sums of money obtained from demolition and relocation, these problems cannot be completely solved.
However, compared to other places, Jiang Village has fewer people, and Jiang Wenlin can keep them in check.
This way, Wang Henian could see that even though a year had passed since the demolition, Jiangcun still seemed united and lively.
After the meal, everyone had to part ways.
Especially those who were specially invited, such as Chien Tzu-yu and Wang Ho-nian.
After all, none of their homes are very close.
However, before leaving, many people from Jiangcun came to say goodbye.
Hearing their regretful words that they hadn't been well-prepared and hadn't been able to drink properly, Jian Ziyu and her companion quickened their pace to leave.
They couldn't help but secretly rejoice, and thankfully they were far from Rongdi today.
It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, so although some of the Jiangcun residents did drink alcohol.
However, despite repeated requests from the village committee, those who needed to drive generally refrained from drinking.
Of course, some people drank a little bit.
There are currently no strict regulations on drunk driving, so many people don't really care about it.
An Songyu was unaware of this at the time.
But after hearing about it from her family, she kept emphasizing it.
Don't drink and drive; it's about respecting your own life and the lives of others.
After being asked so many things by her, everyone in the An family got used to it.
And he would also chat with the village committee and villagers from time to time.
Now, not only the people of Jiangcun, but even the transportation companies in Jiangcun have this clear regulation.
Of course, this is not entirely due to the changes brought about by An Songyu.
I heard that when Xinlin Village was being demolished, a rather big incident occurred because of drunk driving.
However, the person was riding a motorcycle, and the accident didn't happen in Shuncheng.
It seems they went to another city and rode their bikes off into the road.
It did not cause too much loss to others.
I wore a neck brace for quite a while, though.
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