Chapter 393 The fans who went fishing are here
Zhang Jun wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Qing: "Do it right away, do it right away."
Zhang Jun only felt a gust of wind blowing past him. When he looked closely, Ye Qing, who was sitting on the sofa, was gone.
In the blink of an eye, the person appeared at the door.
How did he get there?
Fly?
Ye Qing asked, "What does Xiaoyu want to eat?"
Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Fried rice."
Ye Qing said, "Okay."
"Then let's just have some plain egg fried rice."
After saying that, he walked into the kitchen, and the sound of cooking was heard immediately afterwards.
Zhang Jun blinked: "..."
The words that were on the tip of my tongue had to be held back.
Because it's useless for him to say anything.
Ye Lan was still in the kitchen, but after a while, she came out, wiping the sweat from her forehead and said, "It's so hot, I said just make two cold dishes, but Ah Qing ended up steaming and stir-frying them."
"The kitchen is like a steam oven."
"I don't know how he can stand by the stove like nothing happened."
Zhang Jun took a look inside and felt a little uncomfortable just standing at the door.
Zhang Xiaolan suddenly ran into the house and then ran into the kitchen with a small electric fan.
See this scene.
Zhang Jun and Ye Lan couldn't help but look at each other, and then sighed in unison.
It seems that they are redundant here.
In the kitchen.
Ye Qing was cooking when suddenly a pair of small hands reached out, holding a small electric fan towards him.
The fan blew, dispersing the heat.
Zhang Xiaoyu asked, "Uncle, are you feeling cooler now?"
Ye Qing smiled and didn't chase Zhang Xiaoyu out because the kitchen was very hot. Instead, he moved closer to the electric fan, nodded, and said, "It's cooler now, much cooler."
After a while.
A meal of seafood fried rice was served, two small green dragons were steamed, and two small cold dishes were added, and the small table was full.
After Ye Qing sat down, he took the bottle of cold beer handed to him by Zhang Jun.
Without saying a word, he took a big sip.
Zhang Xiaoyu wiped her own sweat while handing over a tissue: "Uncle, wipe it."
If you sweat a lot when the air conditioner is on in the room, you must wipe the sweat off first, otherwise you will easily catch a cold.
Ye Qing didn't take it, but moved his face closer and asked Zhang Xiaoyu to wipe it for him.
In fact, he didn't have much sweat on his body.
Even in the kitchen, he didn't feel hot. Perhaps he had reached a state where he was immune to cold and heat.
But since Zhang Xiaoyu is going to help him wipe the sweat off his face, why not just enjoy it?
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jun and Ye Lan rolled their eyes in unison.
Zhang Jun put down his wine glass and came over, saying, "My dear daughter, Daddy is sweating here too."
Zhang Xiaoyu handed over a box of tissues.
Zhang Jun glared and didn't even want to help him get the tissue?
Why?
Why?
Zhang Jun remained silent and didn't ask, fearing that asking would only bring humiliation upon himself.
Ye Lan couldn't stop laughing, her husband's silence was deafening.
Looking down at the egg fried rice that was generously filled with ingredients, he couldn't help but complain, "How much stuff did you put in there? It's so hot, and you didn't even bother to do it."
Ye Qing said with some pride: "These are all Xiaoyu's favorites. Are they delicious?"
Zhang Xiaoyu ate the rice with his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and he didn't make a sound.
After dinner, Zhang Jun and Ye Lan cleaned up the pots and pans, while Ye Qing lay on the recliner and told Zhang Xiaoyu a story.
far away.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, the stars were all over the sky, and the melodious sea breeze carried Ye Qing's voice far away.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Qing felt Zhang Xiaoyu's head sink, and the little guy was already fast asleep.
After handing the little one to his elder sister Ye Lan, Ye Qing ran back to the wooden house in the orchard to sleep.
Along the way.
Although there were no lights, the road was still clearly visible under the moonlight and starlight.
Return to the cabin.
Ye Qing took a quick shower before lying down to sleep.
Not far away.
The waves washed the beach and the fruit trees rustled in the sea breeze.
There were frogs croaking, crickets chirping, and occasionally a dog barking or two.
Various subtle sounds interweave to form a unique pastoral symphony.
Early the next morning.
Ye Qing got up as usual, walked out of the wooden house, fetched some water and washed up briefly.
Shi Zheng hasn't come back yet, and I don't know what the situation is like over there.
Ye Qing was too lazy to call and ask, so as not to put more pressure on Shi Zheng.
Walk out of the orchard and onto the beach, gazing at the sea with the rising sun.
The sky is cloudless, which means it is bound to be very good weather.
After Xiao Huang ran back from somewhere, I took him around the orchard.
The fruit trees in the orchard are growing well, and the chicks inside have grown noticeably bigger. They will be ready to be slaughtered and eaten in a month or two.
After watching the chicks finish pecking their food, Ye Qing went to the fish pond again.
Then I saw Lao Daitou there too.
When Old Dai saw him, he frowned and said, "Handsome boy, you haven't been here for several days."
"You don't even take care of such a large fish pond."
Ye Qing wanted to know why he hadn't been here for several days. Could it be that Old Dai came to see him every day?
What does this old man want to do?
After handing Old Dai a cigarette and chatting with him for a few minutes, Ye Qing left.
If you don't leave now, Xiaodian will gather the fish fry and line up to welcome him.
It’s better to stop bothering the fish fry.
When I returned to the orchard, I noticed that vegetable seedlings had already grown in the vegetable field at the entrance of the orchard.
Just when I was planning to grab a bite to eat, Kangzi came over on his electric bike, bringing some steamed dumplings he bought from town.
Ye Qing squatted on the side of the road, eating a steamed dumpling one bite at a time.
Kangzi parked the car and said, "I heard from Brother Hu that the fans who came to fish will arrive today."
Ye Qing nodded, his mouth full of dumplings, and he had no time to talk.
Just then.
Chen Hu called.
Ye Qing asked Kangzi to help answer the phone.
Kangzi answered the call, said a few words, and after hanging up, he said excitedly: "The fans are all here."
"Brother Hu asked us to ride our bikes to pick someone up."
Ye Qing thought for a moment and said, "Don't ride the bike anymore."
"The fans went to such great lengths and spent money to come here just to fish."
"Since the weather is good today, let's go fishing directly to Longwan Island."
The main thing is that the only thing they can ride is a tricycle. Given the road conditions in the village, even if the fans are not seasick, they will still get carsick from the shaking.
Then the experience would be much worse.
Kangzi naturally didn't say anything. He called Zhang Jun and told him to meet directly at the dock.
This time I took my fans out to sea to fish, so I didn’t invite anyone else.
Cai Ya was busy renovating the house, while Li Shi was taking care of his grandmother in the hospital.
In the short term, apart from taking fans out to sea to fish, Ye Qing does not plan to go out to sea to fish.
Let’s wait until everyone is done with this.
Arrived at the pier.
Chen Hu and Wang Jie were both there, waving quickly at them. Next to the young couple stood seven or eight men and women in colorful clothes.
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