Erhua had been keeping the matter between Widow Zhang and Tang Jianming in his heart for several months.
Luo Zhen was depressed all day because of her pregnancy. She had a good relationship with her eldest cousin's wife, and if she knew about this, she would probably have trouble sleeping.
Fortunately, Tang Jianming has rarely appeared in front of Erhua since he met him once last year, but they are still bound to meet during the Chinese New Year.
After the Chinese New Year, several cousins who are better off at home will invite the whole family to drink New Year's wine, and everyone will have fun together.
Erhua and Luo Zhen are newlyweds, so naturally they are indispensable.
Counting the number of people, Tang Sannan and Erhua prepared three tables of people, but there was only one eight-person table at home. Tang Sannan asked Erhua to carry the table from Tang Jianming's house, which made Erhua feel uncomfortable.
This is the first time since their marriage, and they are carrying their mistress's table back home. Isn't this bad luck?
So, Erhua went to another cousin's house.
It can be seen that Tang Sannan really attaches great importance to this New Year's wine, and he also hopes that Luo Zhen's cousins can take better care of the two children in the future.
The cold dishes included sugar-coated water chestnuts, soy sauce preserved eggs, braised beef and pig's head cake.
Tang Sannan asked someone to order a sheep before the New Year. After killing it, he made sheep cake, braised lamb and boiled lamb soup.
The sheep sacrificed its life for the unity of the Tang family.
Other hot dishes include square meat, stir-fried pork with white leeks, and other green leafy vegetables, and finally a bowl of eight-treasure rice.
Boiled mutton soup is a specialty of the next town. Everyone there raises sheep at home, and at the end of the year, the owners of mutton shops come to buy the sheep.
The amazing thing is that you don’t need to add anything when cooking this mutton soup. Just put the mutton and bones in and simmer for half a day. When the soup turns milky white, add the mutton blood clots when you remove it from the pot. Let it cook for a while, then sprinkle a handful of salt and garlic leaves.
Without ginger and cooking wine, it tastes bad without any smell.
"Uncle, this mutton soup of yours is so delicious!" Tang Jianming drank a bowl of mutton soup and took a sip of wine. His blood was boiling.
"Drink more if you feel better. I slaughtered this sheep over my watch. It's fresh!"
Tang Sannan watched Tang Jianming grow up. The child has been sensible and reliable since he was young, and is very much liked by his elders.
In the first round, Tang Jianming led the younger generations to toast the uncles and aunts present one by one, "Ah——" as each cup went down their throats, the spicy and sweet taste returned.
The second round of uncles and aunts toasted Tang Jianming and other juniors, and drank cup after cup, feeling very refreshed.
The third round of cousins of the same generation toasted each other, and the cups of wine hit their faces with a fierce aftertaste.
At this time, after three rounds of drinking, Tang Jianming felt dizzy.
My eldest cousin is good at everything except drinking.
After the whole family had eaten and drunk their fill, they cleared away their bowls and chopsticks, drank tea and ate pumpkin seeds, and Tang Jianming lay directly on the table.
"Okay, come back with me."
The eldest cousin's wife patted him gently. Tang Jianming looked up and laughed in a daze, his face and neck turned red.
He was supported by the landlady as they walked towards the house. Halfway there, the eldest cousin's wife remembered that she had forgotten to take something, so she found a big rock for him to sit on while she hurried back to get the thing.
In a daze, Tang Jianming seemed to see Widow Zhang walking towards him slowly. She was wearing a bright red cotton coat, and her hair was combed very shiny, and it was unknown how much sesame oil she had applied.
He felt that he was blurry and unclear, he must be dreaming. He saw the woman circling in front of him, twisting her butt and walking back. Anyway, it was a dream. Tang Jianming raised his hand and slapped her butt.
The voice was crisp and bright, and Widow Zhang disappeared with a pout.
"Jianming, are you awake? Drink some water."
The mistress's voice was faintly heard, and Tang Jianming suddenly woke up with sweat on his forehead.
Fortunately, it was just a dream!
Seeing that his forehead was covered in sweat and he sat up straight with a panicked look, the eldest cousin's wife handed him some water and asked, "What did you dream about that makes you so nervous?"
"No, nothing!" Tang Jianming poured water from the cup into his mouth, but unfortunately he choked and started coughing.
"I just came out of Luo Zhen's house to get something, and I saw you lying on the ground. Do you feel any pain now?"
Seeing the mistress of the house asking about his well-being and showing her earnest concern for him, and thinking about the dream he had just had, Tang Jianming felt that he was really a piece of shit.
However, this was not the first time he felt guilty. Ever since he had that affair with Widow Zhang, he always regretted it and could not sleep.
But no matter how guilty he felt, he couldn't make up his mind to break up with Widow Zhang.
He continued to struggle in the vortex of guilt and desire, and was deeply trapped in it.
"You were lying there mumbling something to someone. I leaned over and listened for a long time but couldn't understand."
Hearing this, Tang Jianming broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly asked, "Did you really not hear it?"
The eldest cousin's wife brought a basin of hot water to wash him off, to remove the smell of alcohol. As she did so, she said with a smile, "You don't have anything to hide, do you?"
"No, no, I was drunk and talking nonsense. If you didn't hear it, then you didn't hear it."
During the Chinese New Year, the men in the village would gather at a few houses after dinner to play a few games to kill time.
Tang Jianming is among them every year.
However, this year he always retreated halfway after looking at the cards for a while. Both the people playing and watching the cards focused their utmost attention on the cards, and no one knew when he left.
Sometimes, when the eldest cousin's wife met Tang Jianming's card-playing partner, she would casually ask, "Did our Jianming play cards at your house yesterday?"
They would say, "Don't worry, he's just watching from the side. If there's no money, don't worry too much!"
Or, my cousin's wife would ask, "Why did you play so late yesterday?"
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