Chapter 256: The Foolish Son of a Landlord]

Ye Mei looked at Sheng Zhiwu's embarrassed look and stood there thinking for a while.

"Bang!"

She closed the door, "You knock."

Sheng Zhiwu, who was about to enter the door: "..."

Fortunately, he dodged quickly, otherwise this straight nose would have been hurt by the door.

"It's already opened... there's no need to do it again."

Sheng Zhiwu appreciated Ye Mei's kindness, but felt it was unnecessary.

"You are so troublesome..."

Ye Mei opened the door again and complained, "Come in quickly."

Sheng Zhiwu, who was blamed: "..."

How dare he speak.

Sheng Zhiwu, like a bullied young wife, carried a sack and went into the house with Ye Mei.

"What did you bring me?"

Ye Mei looked at Sheng Zhiwu's big sack and was a little worried about how she would carry it on the road.

Sheng Zhiwu didn't notice that Ye Mei was worried, but happily showed her what he brought.

20 kilograms of Northeast rice.

Sheng Zhiwu often worried that Ye Mei didn't have enough to eat, so he would bring more or less rice every time, and it was always good rice.

"I got some apples from my friends. They're not particularly fresh, but they're very sweet."

Fruits are rare these days, and you can't buy fruits in winter with money.

Sheng Zhiwu directly took out a big bag.

"I gave you jerky before, and you always finished it, so I gave you more this time."

Sheng Zhiwu took out a big bag of chopped beef jerky.

Ye Mei, who actually sold most of the jerky: "..." How dare she speak?

Ye Mei thanked Sheng Zhiwu guiltily, thinking that she should keep all the meat jerky for herself, and couldn't let this silly boy have an empty happiness.

"What's the relationship between us?"

Sheng Zhiwu thought that Ye Mei really liked eating meat jerky, and happily hugged her shoulders and said, "This little thing, do you really need to thank me? Just think of it as a New Year's gift from me!"

As he said that, Sheng Zhiwu patted Ye Mei's back, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help but touch it.

Ye Mei: "!!!"

"What are you doing?!"

Ye Mei jumped away immediately, and the word "hooligan" was about to come out of her mouth, but she turned it into: "You...you like that?"

Seeing Sheng Zhiwu's seductive look, he would not be attracted to men...

"No, no! I like women!"

Before Sheng Zhiwu could finish his words, Ye Mei had already imagined a big drama in his mind. He quickly waved his hands to explain, "I think you have a bunch of bones on your back..."

Ye Mei practiced martial arts, and her body was hot, so she would not wear too thick cotton clothes even in winter. Only when Sheng Zhiwu put his hand on it could he feel the shape of the bones.

He was very puzzled, "I have brought you a lot of food these days, why are you still so tiny?"

Ye Mei: "..." Can she say that she can't gain weight?

Although she has a slender figure among girls, she is still smaller in frame and thinner than men.

In addition, she exercises regularly and has a low body fat percentage, so she doesn't look very fleshy.

"I practice martial arts, so I exercise a lot, and I won't gain weight even if I eat a lot."

Ye Mei felt that now was not a good time to reveal her identity, so she could only tell half the truth.

Sheng Zhiwu understood, "So that's how it is."

He couldn't help but move his hand that had just touched Ye Mei's back, and he felt a little weird in his heart.

Sheng Zhiwu didn't think much about it at first.

They were all good brothers, let alone touching each other's backs, even if they saw each other changing clothes, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Ye Mei looked as if he was a dirty hooligan.

Sheng Zhiwu felt guilty for some reason, as if he had done something wrong.

He changed the subject and said, "These are what I usually buy for you. They are nothing special. Take a look at this..."

Sheng Zhiwu said, and took out a thigh from the sack like a treasure

!

"Jinhua ham!"

Sheng Zhiwu held up the thigh and stuffed it into Ye Mei's hand, smiling like a silly child from a landlord's family, "This is a good thing. It used to be a tribute to the imperial palace. I asked a friend to order it from a local farmer a few months ago."

Nowadays, people are not well-off, and not many families can afford pig thighs, not to mention that the production cycle of Jinhua ham is calculated in "years".

Sheng Zhiwu's ham was originally prepared by that family for their son to marry a wife. He spent a high price to buy it, and originally wanted to let his mother taste the rare thing during the Chinese New Year this year.

However, something happened in the middle of the journey. Sheng Zhiwu thought that even if he gave the ham to his mother, she would not be able to eat it, and it would all go to that scumbag, and he himself would not be able to finish it.

At this time, Sheng Zhiwu's mind flashed with the thin figure "galloping" towards him from a distance under the moonlight.

I don't know if Xiaoye has ever eaten such a good thing.

After this thought came up, I couldn't suppress it.

Sheng Zhiwu finally decided to bring the ham to Xiaoye to replenish his body, and sent a telegram in advance.

Ding Chun received it on his behalf and stuffed the telegram into Ye Mei's mailbox so that Ye Mei could see it when she returned home.

Watching Sheng Zhiwu stuff the thigh into his hand, he kept talking about how good the ham was.

Ye Mei was in a trance for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Such a good thing... why don't you keep it for yourself?"

Sheng Zhiwu said as a matter of course: "It's a waste if I eat it, you can take it back and eat it."

Ye Mei felt a little uncomfortable when she heard it, "Why is it a waste if you eat it?"

Who would say that about themselves?

Ye Mei felt that Sheng Zhiwu was a little self-deprecating.

This look was familiar to her.

It was like herself who was determined to marry Wu Zhenhua before.

Ye Mei couldn't stand it.

"Huh?"

Sheng Zhiwu was about to explain that he couldn't finish it all by himself, so it was a waste, but he saw Ye Mei coming out of the house with a kitchen knife.

He was startled: "What are you doing?"

Ye Mei glanced at him, "Cooking."

Sheng Zhiwu: "???"

This house is located in a remote area, and there are not many people living around. A few neighbors have returned to their hometowns for the New Year, so it is quiet and no one will be discovered if you cook.

But...

"Now?"

Sheng Zhiwu glanced at the dark sky outside, "Didn't you eat enough tonight?"

It seems that he should bring more food to Xiaoye next time. Look at how hungry this child is. He wants to eat Jinhua ham as soon as he sees it.

Ye Mei was too lazy to talk nonsense, so she said directly: "Go to the well at the corner of the street and fetch a bucket of water to wash the rice."

She and Ding Chun usually sell goods, and they don't have time to go home for dinner, but they don't want to spend money to eat in the state-owned hotel, so they will set up a small stove here.

Ye Mei is a good cook, and any bowl of rice she cooks is delicious. She has seen the things Sheng Zhiwu brought, and she knows that making dinner is not a problem. Sheng

Zhiwu thought Ye Mei was hungry, so he didn't ask, and went to fetch water to wash the rice.

Ye Mei had already started the fire and started to cook.

It was the first time she saw ham, and she didn't know how to cut it.

Fortunately, Sheng Zhiwu asked a friend, and he came to teach him, and he quickly cut a piece of ham and saved it for preparation.

Ye Mei used the ingredients brought by Sheng Zhiwu to make a simple and practical home-cooked meal.

The ham was cooked using the simplest method of the locals. After being processed, it was steamed on the stove, and then cut into thin slices when it cooled down.

"Didn't I tell you to eat first?"

Ye Mei quickly brought the last dish to the table, but she saw Sheng Zhiwu sitting at the table with a large bowl of white rice in front of him, which she had already filled, and there was no sign that his chopsticks had been moved.

"Waiting for you to eat together."

Sheng Zhiwu looked at Ye Mei with a smile, and his eyes swept over the food on the table.

He didn't tell Ye Mei that this was the first home-cooked meal he had eaten since the Chinese New Year.

It was also the first New Year's dinner that someone had eaten with him.