Chapter 11 Scallion Omelette, Drunkard's Haunting

The sun was getting higher and higher, and the whole village began to get lively.

Jiang Ning was grinding ink while listening to various sounds coming from afar, the shouts of men working, the sounds of women playing in groups, the scolding of adults scolding children, and the sounds of various poultry...

These movements were like a scroll unfolding outside the window, giving Jiang Ning endless imagination.

Inside the house, Jiang Ning turned her head to look at Liu Ming'an who was sitting next to her, "turning a deaf ear to the outside world and focusing on reading the books of sages." Liu Ming'an was immersed in the Four Books and Five Classics, and the sunlight shone in from the window and fell on his back, looking like it added a halo to him.

Jiang Ning watched him sometimes holding the scroll to read carefully, sometimes picking up the pen to write, with his brows furrowed at one moment and smiling at the next. She couldn't help but admire his concentration in learning.

Time passed slowly like water, and Jiang Ning quietly accompanied Liu Ming'an until noon, when wisps of smoke rose again in the village.

Just at this time, Liu Ming'an put down his pen, rubbed his temples and prepared to rest for a while. Jiang Ning took the opportunity to ask, "Are you hungry? I'll go cook?"

Liu Ming'an turned her head to look at Jiang Ning, the bright sunlight fell on half of her face, and there was a tiny light flashing in the eyes looking at him. The person in front of him was too beautiful to be an ordinary person.

"Okay." After a moment, Liu Ming'an heard himself say.

Watching Jiang Ning's back as she left, Liu Ming'an seemed to see another person through her, and those warm greetings from the past seemed to echo in his ears.

"Ming'an, what do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you."

"Hey, you've been reading all day, take a break, don't tire yourself out, mom is worried."

"Ming'an, come on, eat more, and replenish your body."

...

Liu Ming'an blinked his eyes hard, feeling a little sour. Jiang Ning had already entered the kitchen, and there was a rustling sound of busy work inside.

In the kitchen, Jiang Ning had already arranged the menu for lunch when she saw the eggs brought by He Yiyi.

After picking eggplants and peppers in the yard and pulling up a bunch of green onions, Jiang Ning steamed the leftover rice from the morning with the eggplants, planning to make another roasted pepper eggplant.

Then she washed the green onions and cut them into fine florets. She took a large bowl, beat four eggs into it, and mixed the eggs with the green onions after scattering them.

It has to be said that in this era without fertilizers and additives in feed, many ingredients are beyond Jiang Ning's expectations. For example, this egg, Jiang Ning discovered for the first time that the yolk of an authentic native chicken egg is a bright orange-red color, which is very different from the light yellow color of feed eggs.

After the rice was heated and the eggplant was cooked, Jiang Ning wiped the pot dry, poured oil into the pot, and poured in the egg liquid after the oil was hot.

"Sizzle~"

The egg liquid solidified and expanded instantly when it met the boiling hot oil. The high temperature stimulated the aroma of eggs and chopped green onions, which instantly filled the whole room, making people salivate.

Liu Mingan, who was reading a book, didn't feel hungry at first, until this fragrant smell hit him, and he suddenly felt hungry.

Putting away the paper and pen on the table, Liu Mingan got up and walked to the kitchen. He lifted the curtain and saw Jiang Ning using a shovel to put the dishes in the pot into the bowl.

Jiang Ning rolled up her sleeves and stood by the stove. The hot steam in the pot was thick. Although she had a blank expression and a cold look, Liu Mingan felt that this scene was inexplicably warm.

"The meal is ready." Jiang Ning noticed Liu Ming'an's presence and raised her chin to one side, indicating that the meal was there.

Liu Ming'an coughed lightly, went into the house, took the meal out, and took the bowls and chopsticks.

When Jiang Ning came out with two plates of food, Liu Ming'an had already served the meal.

The eggplant was soft and tasty, and the eggs and green onions were fragrant. The two plates of food were swept away. After eating, Liu Ming'an still consciously cleaned the table and the dishes, and then went to wash the dishes.

Jiang Ning was bored, so she took a book called "Book of Rites" from Liu Ming'an's pile of books, took it in her hand and read it. Just after turning a few pages, Liu Ming'an's voice came from outside the door: "Jiang Ning, there is no water, I'll go fetch some water."

Jiang Ning in the house was stunned for a moment. She has lived a solitary life all her life, but she has no experience of getting along with people. She has only seen similar situations on TV.

Should she say "Come back soon"? Or "Be careful on the road"?

Before Jiang Ning could think clearly, Liu Ming'an said hello to her and left.

There is a well in Lotus Village, at the east end of the village, where people in the village get water. Liu Ming'an filled two buckets of water and carried them back on a shoulder pole. He didn't meet anyone along the way, but he ran into the drunk He Wen at the door of his house.

"Hey, isn't this the talented Liu, Liu Ming'an?"

Jiang Ning heard the voice and got up and walked to the window, just in time to see a drunk man blocking Liu Ming'an. The man looked to be in his twenties, with unsteady steps, untidy beard, messy hair, untidy clothes, bloodshot eyes, and dark circles under his eyes. He

must be a gambler.

This was Jiang Ning's first impression of the man.

Liu Mingan looked at He Wen in front of him and sighed "bad luck".

He Wen was a notorious rogue in the village. He was involved in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He almost squandered everything in his family. He often hung out in the town's casinos and taverns. He was rarely seen once every ten days or half a month. He only went home to ask for money when he lost all his money. If he couldn't get it, he would borrow money from everywhere. If he couldn't borrow money, he would steal. Therefore, when he returned to the village, everyone avoided him for fear of being pestered by him.

"Brother He Wen, please stop making fun of me. I am just a poor scholar, not a great talent." Liu Ming'an said, bypassing him and carrying water into the yard.

How could a drunkard be so easy to deal with? He Wen smiled, pushed open the fence door, followed Liu Ming'an into the yard, and shouted, "Great talent is too, too modest. Everyone, everyone knows that you spent three, three taels of silver to buy a woman home?" Liu Ming'an

ignored him, walked to the water tank, took off the shoulder pole, bent down and prepared to pour the water into the tank.

He Wen saw that he was ignored, and anger surged in his heart. He pressed the bucket to prevent Liu Ming'an from lifting it.

"Liu, Liu Ming'an, since you have money to buy a woman, why don't you lend me some money? When I win the money, I will return you with interest, how about that?"

He Wen, reeking of alcohol, grinned at Liu Ming'an.

Liu Ming'an took two steps back, frowning with obvious disgust in his eyes, and said coldly: "I don't have money, you've got the wrong person, please go back."

Jiang Ning in the room glanced at He Wen, her eyes a little cold. Since she knew Liu Ming'an, he has always spoken gently and politely, smiling at everyone. This is the first time she has heard him speak in such an impatient tone.

"Hehehe...you have money to buy a woman, but you don't have money to lend to me, right?"

He Wen glared with a ferocious look: "You are so good, Liu Ming'an. You have pretended to be a gentleman these years, but what is the reality? Bah! I heard from Coach Zhao that the woman is a rotten-faced cripple. You want women so much that you actually spent three taels of silver to buy such a thing. Hahaha..."

"Only you like that ugly freak. Hahaha... But it's the same when the lights are off. Anyway, you have never tasted a woman."

"I heard that when you bought her, the woman was almost dying. You won't kill her, will you?"

The dirty words were unbearable to hear. Liu Ming'an didn't want to waste words with such a person. He stepped forward and grabbed He Wen's sleeve, trying to push him out of the yard.