Qian Wenqing nodded when he heard his words. This was indeed a matter that needed to be taken seriously.
"Brother Xu, I understand."
If those two guys dare to show off, he will ask Brother Xu to teach them a lesson!
Hum...
Xu Xiangyang glanced at the time. "You really aren't going back? I won't provide you with dinner."
He really suspected that this kid wanted to have dinner for free!
Qian Wenqing said nothing and continued to play the radio.
"Fuck! Are you really planning to eat dinner for free?" Xu Xiangyang sat up and said, "Can you be more proactive? Did you see the meat in the kitchen?"
He had originally planned to have hotpot in the evening, but he hadn't had time in the past few days and hadn't cooked for a whole month, so he planned to have hotpot with his family during the New Year.
I have cut ten kilograms of mutton rolls in the past two days. In the winter, mutton hotpot is the most comfortable thing.
Originally, he didn't expect anyone to come to his house. Who could go to the kitchen when someone came?
Wow, this guy diligently cleared the table and went to the kitchen after dinner. It seems he went to see what delicious food they have at home?
Damn it!
Qian Wenqing chuckled and said, "Brother Xu, that basket is mutton, right? I've heard of hot pot mutton for a long time, but I've never eaten it."
He had heard that Beijing's mutton hotpot was famous, but he had never eaten it. He had only tasted mutton soup, which was delicious.
Hot pot mutton is definitely more delicious. If you eat the older mutton, won’t your mouth be greasy?
Xu Xiangyang looked at him and chuckled, then wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.
this……
It's so fucking disgusting!
"I say, can you be a little more promising?" he said with disgust.
Qian Wenqing looked indifferent; he only cared about whether he could eat mutton hotpot.
As for what kind of future it will have? Can it be eaten?
If you can’t eat it, don’t delay my mutton hotpot!
Seeing his dead pig-like appearance that was not afraid of boiling water, Xu Xiangyang rolled his eyes and said nothing.
This guy is really awesome. He doesn't even visit relatives just to eat mutton.
What else can he say?
Awesome!
It was already dark when Xu Xiangyang woke up. He frowned, pulled the cord of the bedside lamp, and then looked at his watch.
It's already past four in the afternoon.
How come I don’t know when I fell asleep?
He turned around and saw Qian Wenqing sleeping soundly on the sofa next to the stove, covered with a cotton jacket.
This person is really kind-hearted and he really didn't leave.
Xu Xiangyang got up, put on his cotton jacket, and went to the main house.
Everyone in the room gathered around the radio, eating melon seeds and listening to it.
"Xiangyang, come here and have some melon seeds. I just fried them this afternoon. They smell so good." Wang Xiumin waved to him, motioning him to come over.
A few people sat together, eating melon 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."
This letter had been sent out a long time ago, but he moved away, so the team leader asked someone to bring it to him.
Normally, most people wouldn't care, but Wang Zhongshan is different. He is a retired veteran and cannot be ignored.
So when Wang Zhongshan received the letter, it was already the first day of the new year, right?
When Xu Xiangyang heard the name of the leader, he was surprised. This is a big shot.
"Grandpa, it's amazing that such a big leader still remembers you." He was a little envious.
People would only come to you if you really have the ability or connections.
And even if there is a friendship, the veteran should go to the leader. How could the leader come to him?
I have to say, there's something there.
Wang Zhongshan laughed heartily, his face flushed, and he looked quite contented.
"Xiangyang, you don't know, your grandfather's leg was crippled because he was trying to save the commander." With a nostalgic look on his face, he said, "At that time, I was the commander's guard. During one assault mission, I discovered an enemy ambush, so I threw myself at the commander without hesitation and was hit in the thigh."
Then, he smacked his lips and said, "Let's not talk about it anymore. It's all in the past."
Xu Xiangyang was immediately stunned. What was he doing? He was just getting excited, and now he stopped talking?
You kian, you wipe!
Grandma Wang smiled and said, "Your grandpa rarely talked about the past. Back then, I asked him how he got injured, and he didn't tell me until a year later."
She was also fed up with this stubborn donkey. He was like this every time. If he didn't want to tell you, no matter how much you asked, you couldn't get the answer.
Xu Xiangyang admired her for being so tight-lipped. He probably said it in the end because it was the truth, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to say it.
"It's already five o'clock. Should we cook?" Xu Guangtian keeps an eye on the meal time every day. He used to be as thin as a monkey, but now his weight is increasing rapidly.
My goodness, even the pigs in the production team didn’t dare to gain so much weight.
Wang Xiumin rolled her eyes. "You're just so eager to eat. It's only what time is it? You've been eating all afternoon, aren't you afraid of getting stuffed?"
She already thought she was a big eater, and now here comes someone who eats even more.
Before Wang Xiumin was pregnant, Xu Guangtian would save some delicious food for her, for fear that his wife would not eat enough.
Now that the baby is born, I have to eat all the delicious food that I haven’t had in the past few months.
Xu Xiangyang looked at him and said, "Dad, go wash the vegetables. We'll have mutton hotpot later."
There is charcoal fire in the stove at home, so there is no need to light another fire, just prepare the ingredients.
Although Xu Guangtian was unwilling to work, he got up and went to the kitchen in order to have something delicious to eat.
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Xu Xiangyang felt that he and Qian Wenqing got along really well, as they both loved to eat.
"Oh, sorry, I got up late." Qian Wenqing pushed the door open and came in, with no embarrassment on his face.
During this period, he became familiar with these people. Sometimes when Xu Xiangyang was not at home, he would come to help.
After all, Wang Xiumin and the others sometimes couldn’t find a place to go, so they couldn’t do things like buy things or handle small miscellaneous matters.
In this way, Qian Wenqing came here often and everyone became familiar with each other.
Although he often eats for free, this child always helps others. So his family does not reject him. Sometimes Wang Xiumin likes to say a few words, but she has no bad intentions.
"You've come at the right time. Go to the kitchen and help my dad wash the vegetables." Xu Xiangyang sent him away directly. If you want to eat, you have to work!
Qian Wenqing smacked his lips and said, "I just woke up..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Xu Xiangyang interrupted him, "How long do you want to sleep? Even the donkeys in the production team don't dare to sleep like this."
Qian Wenqing: ...
It seems that he is worse than a donkey?
Come on, don’t say anything more. I have to eat three pounds of meat soon, otherwise I won’t feel relieved.
He turned around and went to the kitchen. If you objected a few more times, you wouldn't have to eat.
Seeing them like this, Grandma Wang smiled and said to him, "Xiangyang, he's a guest too. Don't keep talking about him like that."
Xu Xiangyang didn't want this to happen. "We're already familiar with each other, so we don't take anything anyone says to heart."
He really hoped that Qian Wenqing would be relieved. It would be so nice to go home and spend time with his family during the New Year. Why is he doing this here?
Oh, I really don’t know what he is thinking.
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