Chapter 195 Even the pigs in the production team wouldn't dare eat like this.



Qian Wenqing nodded upon hearing his words; this was indeed a matter that needed to be taken seriously.

"Brother Xu, I understand."

If those two lads dare to act tough, he'll get Brother Xu to teach them a lesson!

Hmph...

Xu Xiangyang glanced at the time. "You're really not going back? I won't provide you with dinner."

He seriously suspected that this kid was trying to freeload dinner!

Qian Wenqing didn't say anything, and continued fiddling with the radio.

"Holy crap! You're really planning to freeload dinner!" Xu Xiangyang sat up abruptly and said, "Can't you be a little more dignified? Did you see the meat in the kitchen?"

He had originally planned to have hot pot that night, but he hadn't had time for the past few days and hadn't cooked for himself for a whole month, so he planned to have hot pot with his family during the Chinese New Year.

I sliced ​​ten pounds of mutton rolls myself these past two days. In the dead of winter, nothing beats the comfort of hot pot with mutton.

He hadn't expected anyone to come over, and who would be in the kitchen if someone came over?

Goodness, this person diligently cleared the table and went to the kitchen after finishing their meal. It turns out they were going to see what delicious food they had at home.

I fucking swear!

Qian Wenqing chuckled and said, "Brother Xu, is that basket of mutton? I've heard about hot pot mutton for a long time, but I've never tried it before."

He had heard that the hot pot mutton in Beiping was famous, but he had never eaten it, only drunk the mutton soup, which was delicious.

Hot pot lamb is definitely more fragrant. Those old lamb pieces must be so oily that your mouth will be greasy when you eat them!

Xu Xiangyang watched him chuckle foolishly, then wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

this……

That's fucking disgusting!

"Can't you be a little more ambitious?" he said disdainfully.

Qian Wenqing didn't care at all; all he cared about was whether he could eat hot pot.

As for what kind of future? Is it even worth eating?

If you can't eat, don't stop me from having hot pot!

Seeing his nonchalant attitude, Xu Xiangyang rolled his eyes and remained silent.

This guy is something else; he's even skipping visiting relatives just to eat mutton.

What else could he say?

Awesome!

When Xu Xiangyang woke up, it was already dark. He frowned, pulled the light cord on the bedside table, and then glanced at his watch.

It's already past four in the afternoon.

How come I don't know when she fell asleep?

He turned his head and saw Qian Wenqing fast asleep on the sofa next to the stove, covered with a cotton-padded coat.

This person is really bold; they really didn't leave.

Xu Xiangyang got up, put on his cotton-padded coat, and then went to the main room.

Everyone in the room was gathered around the radio, eating sunflower seeds and listening to it.

"Xiangyang, come over and have some sunflower seeds. I just roasted them this afternoon, they smell amazing." Wang Xiumin waved to him, signaling him to come over.

A group of people sat together, eating sunflower seeds and chatting.

Wang Zhongshan tapped his pipe and said to Xu Xiangyang, "Xiangyang, when our leader comes to see me on the 15th, remember to ask for a day off. This is very important; I just received the letter this afternoon."

The letter had been sent a long time ago, but he had moved away, so the brigade leader asked someone to bring it to him.

Normally, no one would care, but Wang Zhongshan is different; he's a retired veteran, so he can't be ignored.

So by the time Wang Zhongshan received the letter, it was already the first day of the lunar month.

Upon hearing "commander," Xu Xiangyang exclaimed, "Wow, this is a big shot!"

"Grandpa, it's really impressive that such a high-ranking leader still remembers you." He said with a hint of envy.

People wouldn't come to you unless they were truly capable or had a good relationship with you.

Moreover, even if they have a relationship, it should be the veteran who goes to the commander, not the commander who comes to him.

I have to say, they've got something special.

Wang Zhongshan laughed heartily, his face turning rosy, and he seemed quite content.

“Xiangyang, you don’t know, your grandfather’s leg was crippled back then because he saved the commander.” He said with a look of reminiscence on his face, “Back then, I was the commander’s bodyguard. During a raid, I discovered the enemy’s ambush, so I tackled the commander without hesitation and was shot in the thigh.”

Then he clicked his tongue and said, "Let's not talk about it anymore, it's all in the past."

Xu Xiangyang immediately deflated. What was going on? He was getting really into it, and now he was going to stop?

You bastard!

Grandma Wang said with a smile, "Your grandfather rarely talks about the past. Back then, I asked him how he got injured, and it took him a year to tell me."

She was exasperated with this stubborn mule; he was always like this, unwilling to tell her anything, and no matter how she asked, she wouldn't get it out.

Xu Xiangyang was quite impressed; he was really tight-lipped. He probably only spoke up in the end because the truth had already passed; otherwise, he couldn't have said it.

"It's already five o'clock, shall we cook?" Xu Guangtian keeps an eye on mealtimes every day. He used to be as skinny as a monkey, but now his weight is increasing rapidly.

Good heavens, even the pigs in the production team wouldn't dare to get this fat.

Wang Xiumin rolled her eyes. "You're so eager to eat. It's only a few o'clock, and you've been talking non-stop all afternoon. Aren't you afraid of overeating?"

She already thought she had a good appetite, but now there's someone who can eat even more.

When Wang Xiumin was pregnant, Xu Guangtian would save any good food he could find, afraid that his wife wouldn't eat well.

Now that I've had a baby, I'm going to make up for all the good food I missed these past few months.

Xu Xiangyang looked at him and said, "Dad, go wash the vegetables. We'll have mutton hot pot later."

The stove at home happens to have charcoal, so there's no need to start a fire; we can just cook the food.

Although Xu Guangtian didn't want to work, he got up and went to the kitchen so he could eat good food.

For the sake of stuttering...

Xu Xiangyang felt that he and Qian Wenqing got along really well, as they were both food lovers.

"Oh, sorry, I got up late." Qian Wenqing pushed open the door and came in, his face showing no embarrassment whatsoever.

During this time, he got to know these people well, and sometimes when Xu Xiangyang wasn't home, he would come over to help.

After all, Wang Xiumin and her team sometimes couldn't find places to go, and they couldn't handle things like buying things or other trivial matters.

Qian Wenqing came over often, and everyone got to know each other well.

Although he often freeloads meals, this kid is always helping others. So his family doesn't dislike him. Sometimes Wang Xiumin might say a few words, but she doesn't mean any harm.

"You've come at just the right time. Hurry up and go to the kitchen to help my dad wash the vegetables." Xu Xiangyang sent him away immediately; if he wanted to eat, he had to do some work!

Qian Wenqing smacked his lips, "I just woke up..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Xiangyang interrupted him, "How much longer do you want to sleep? Even the donkeys in the production team wouldn't dare to sleep like this."

Qian Wenqing: ...

He's not even as good as a donkey!

Alright, enough said. I have to eat three pounds of meat in a bit, or I won't feel better.

He turned around and went to the kitchen; if he argued back even a couple more times, he wouldn't get to eat.

Seeing their behavior, Granny Wang smiled and said to him, "Xiangyang, he's a guest too, don't keep talking to him like that."

Xu Xiangyang didn't want things to go that way. "We've gotten to know each other well, so I don't take anything anyone says to heart."

He really hoped Qian Wenqing would take it to heart. It would be so much better to go home and spend the New Year with his family. What is he doing here?

Sigh, I really don't know what he was thinking.

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