Xu Qingzhi laughed, pressed her hand down, looked at Wen Shanshan's round eyes, and said, "In addition to the cabbage, I also grow other vegetables. You can pick some to try the taste, and buy them if you like them."

"Okay." Wen Shanshan agreed. She was already looking forward to living in the village.

She had not really wanted to come to the countryside before, after all, she grew up in Kyoto and had never lived in the countryside.

My impression of the countryside comes from the Internet: earthen houses, muddy floors, no places to take showers, very inconvenient.

This time she came to see that Taoshui Village was full of green mountains and clear waters, and there were few cars passing by on the road. It was very quiet. The house she lived in was renovated and looked pretty good. It had a separate bathroom, which was better than the homestays she had stayed in during travel. It was very convenient. There was also a yard and bluestone steps. She felt comfortable as soon as she entered. Besides, her idol was in this village! Xu Qingzhi glanced at the kitchen and saw Uncle Wang standing at the kitchen door chatting with his father. His father was squatting by the trash can, peeling ginger in his hands and talking all the time.

Uncle Wang is an old friend of her father. The two haven’t seen each other for a long time and have a lot to talk about.

"I'll go to the kitchen to check." Xu Qingzhi said, and then went to the kitchen, snatched the ginger from her father's hand, and drove him out, "Dad, you and Uncle Wang go sit outside, I'll help Mom."

"Okay." Xu Fuqiang thought to himself that his daughter had grown up and was sensible. He washed his hands and called Brother Wang: "Brother Wang, let's go sit in the living room."

"Okay, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I wanted to invite you to have a drink and dinner last time, but I was busy renovating the house and didn't have time. As a result, I came to your house for a free meal today."

"What do you mean by free meal or not? We two brothers are still talking about this. I have been wanting to invite you to dinner for a long time. I saw that you were busy all day, so I just happened to meet you on the road today, so I invited you to come. Yanmei and I went out to help out this afternoon and came back. We may have to eat a little late. Here are a few simple dishes, brother Wang, please don't mind me later."

"Don't be surprised. I will live in the village from now on. We can get together often."

"Okay, please sit down." Xu Fuqiang asked Uncle Wang to sit down, and then said hello to Aunt Liu and Wen Shanshan. When he met them while driving, Xu Fuqiang also saw them and knew them at that time. He asked them to come up to eat together. After all, they rented their own house and spent money, so it was only right to treat them to a meal.

He went to get three cups and filled them with sour plum soup, and put them over. "I originally asked you to buy a bottle of drink and some wine for dinner, but I didn't have time to buy them. It just so happens that my daughter made sour plum soup today, you can try it."

After treating others to drinks, Xu Fuqiang did not forget his own and quickly took the cup to receive a large drink.

All of a sudden, only half of the big jar of sour plum soup was left.

He took the sour plum soup, sat next to Brother Wang, took a sip, and asked, "Hey, why didn't your boss's son come over?"

Brother Wang's face changed. It was not easy to say, after all, the boss's daughter was there, so he had to wink at Xu Fuqiang.

Xu Fuqiang reacted and shut up.

Wen Shanshan took the initiative to explain: "Uncle, my brother is not in good health and can't eat much, so he didn't come. Please don't mind."

"Oh, it's okay, it's nothing." Xu Fuqiang didn't take it to heart. He knew that he was disabled and in poor health after the car accident, so how could he be in a good mood? If it were him... Xu Fuqiang thought about it, he might still be able to eat it, after all, the food at home was so delicious, it would be a pity not to finish it.

Xu Fuqiang was just thinking about it in his mind. It would be impolite to say it out loud, so he took another sip of sour plum soup.

Xu Fuqiang was sitting opposite Wen Shanshan. Seeing him drinking all the time, Wen Shanshan's own appetite was inexplicably aroused.

Aunt Liu didn't move, and Uncle Wang didn't move either. To round it off... if only she drank among the people who came, would it make her look delicious?

Ah, never mind, uncle looks like he’s drinking it so deliciously.

Wen Shanshan held the cup and ignored all the table manners and took a sip.

When Xu Fuqiang heard someone praising his daughter, he was of course happy and a little proud.

The vegetables his daughter grows are delicious, and the dishes she cooks are also delicious. She is much better at hoeing the land than those young men! When Xu Fuqiang went to help today, he was inevitably told that someone wanted to introduce a date to his daughter, and asked him what he thought. He thought at the time that he had to find someone who was better at hoeing the land than Qingzhi, and he couldn't have someone who was weak and fragile, otherwise it would be too hard for Qingzhi to hoe the land alone in the future.

Xu Fuqiang drank another sip of the sour plum soup and responded to Wen Shanshan cheerfully: "This sour plum soup tastes good."

Uncle Wang originally planned to drink it after dinner, but he immediately picked up the cup and took a sip. The refreshing and sweet sour plum soup had a sweet aftertaste.

"Well, Fuqiang, the sour plum soup made by Qingzhi is really delicious. I've drunk sour plum soup that cost 50 yuan a bowl when I was traveling before. After drinking it, it had a sour aftertaste, and I feel that it's not even half as delicious as the sour plum soup made by Qingzhi."

Aunt Liu couldn't help it and took a sip. It was indeed quite delicious.

Wen Shanshan finished the drink in a few gulps and said with a wry smile, "Uncle, can I have another drink?"

"Of course, give me the cup and uncle will help you take it." Xu Fuqiang reached out.

Of course Wen Shanshan would not let Xu Fuqiang help her get another glass. Xu Fuqiang was her elder, and the first glass was a courtesy. If she wanted to drink the second glass, she would definitely have to get it herself.

She quickly stood up and said, "Uncle, I'll go pick it up myself."

Seeing that the little girl had already stood up, Xu Fuqiang did not stop her, "Okay, go and answer it. Turn it to the right to open it, and to the left to close it."

"Okay, thank you uncle." Wen Shanshan took the cup to the glass barrel of sour plum soup and refilled herself.

The smell of sour plum soup makes people feel inexplicably comfortable. This cup is for entertaining guests, not too big or too small. If you drink it in big gulps, you can finish it in three or four gulps. Wen Shanshan couldn't help herself when she saw such delicious sour plum soup, and drank a cup of it in one gulp.

She savored the bayberry in her mouth, poured herself another refill, and then walked back with the sour plum soup.

She sat down and saw Uncle Xu and Uncle Wang chatting across from her. Since they hadn't eaten yet, it probably wouldn't be too much to take out her phone and play with it for a while.

Then she took out her cell phone, took a photo of the sour plum soup and sent it to her brother.

“This sour plum soup is so delicious!”

Wen Siran: “?”

Wen Shanshan: "You can't drink such delicious sour plum soup, I'll take a picture for you to see, so you can envy it."

Wen Siran: “?”

Wen Siran: "Is your brain okay, Wen Shanshan?"

(End of this chapter)