However, Xiao Qingyang and his wife were too enthusiastic and pulled Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe to stop leaving.
The main reason is that what the two said was exactly what the old couple wanted to hear, and they hadn't heard enough of the praise for their grandson.
Since you two are so good at talking and it’s still early, why not say a few more words?
Xiao Qingyang gave them both another cigarette, and the topic continued to revolve around Yang Baiyi.
"Today I learned that the team leader and the old branch secretary actually think so highly of you."
In the kitchen, Lin Wanru was also in a good mood. After all, everyone recognized the person she liked, which proved that she had good taste.
"The meat is not given for free, if you need it, come on!"
Yang Baiyi smiled bitterly.
I don’t know why my grandparents love to hear such words that make me blush even when I hear them.
Yang Baiyi directly cut five pounds of wolf meat and made a pot of wolf meat hotpot according to the method of dog meat hotpot. He also cut cabbage and potato slices, and soaked some vermicelli, preparing to eat the meat before cooking the vegetables.
It was because Yang Baiyi lived in a remote place, otherwise the fragrance coming from Yang Baiyi's house every day would surely make the children in the neighborhood cry with envy.
During lunch, Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe had a sudden stab in the buttocks, which opened their eyes.
A whole pot of wolf meat exudes an enticing aroma, and is delicious in color, flavor and aroma.
In this age where the main goal is to fill the stomach, the food in Dr. Yang's home is surprisingly so exquisite.
"Lin Zhiqing's cooking is amazing! The aroma is incredible, it's making my mouth water."
Chen Baiwang naturally thought that this meal must have been prepared by Lin Wanru.
"My cooking skills are not that good. I am okay at cooking, but the stir-fry is done by the white-clothed chef."
Lin Wanru was not embarrassed at all, and her eyes were full of sweetness.
"I didn't expect that Dr. Yang's cooking skills are so superb. We are in for a treat today.
It's really strange, why aren't the wolf bones and wolf meat stewed in the cafeteria this fragrant? "
Chen Baiwang didn't know that Yang Baiyi fried the wolf meat with lard and added various spices. Yang Baiyi put a lot of effort into making this delicious meal.
Yang Baiyi opened the Xifeng wine and poured it for everyone. Lin Wanru and Yang Xiaoxiao drank malted milk water.
Everyone drank one together. Xiao Qingyang picked up a piece of wolf meat and put it in his mouth, chewing it carefully for a few times. The rich aroma made Xiao Qingyang's eyes light up.
"Everyone, try it! My eldest grandson really cooked this wolf meat to perfection."
Xiao Qingyang had eaten wolf meat before. During the years of war, he dared to stuff it into his mouth, no matter whether it was edible or not, as long as he could bite it.
After eating the wolf meat hotpot made by Yang Baiyi, Xiao Qingyang realized that wolf meat could be cooked so deliciously.
There is no fat at all, but it is unexpectedly fragrant. The texture of the meat is very coarse, but the taste is not dry at all.
After Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe tasted it, they naturally blurted out the word "delicious".
They loved to talk, and Xiao Qingyang's family loved to listen, and the meal was extremely harmonious.
Except for Xiao Fuxing, the other four people could drink a lot, and the two bottles of Xifeng wine were quickly finished.
Yang Baiyi made an excuse, got up and went to the bedroom. When he came out, he was holding a jar of loose wine in his arms.
There was no other way. The wine, bottles and packaging in Yang Baiyi's space were obviously beyond this era, so Yang Baiyi poured the entire box of Moutai into the jar and drank it as loose wine.
“Is this Moutai?”
After all, Xiao Qingyang has been the mayor for more than ten years and has drunk a lot of Moutai.
Although the taste of my eldest grandson's liquor is slightly different from the Moutai I have drunk, it is definitely Moutai. No other liquor can produce this flavor.
"Grandpa is really an expert."
Yang Baiyi gave Xiao Qingyang a thumbs up.
Although Yang Baiyi can drink a lot, he can only drink.
Some people can tell what kind of wine it is and how much it is alcoholic after taking a sip.
Those boastful wine tasters can even accurately identify the year of the wine.
To Yang Baiyi, this was like a myth.
Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe looked at each other and saw relief in each other's eyes.
Fortunately, Hu Zi was not sent to deliver the meat today. Today's visit allowed them to drink Moutai liquor, smoke Zhonghua cigarettes, and eat such delicious wolf meat hotpot for the first time.
To both of them, this was the stuff of legend.
The lunch lasted for more than two hours before Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe supported each other and walked out of Yang Baiyi's house.
"You can drink quite well, young man! Much better than your uncle."
Xiao Fuxing had already gone back to his room to sleep.
"Uncle Dahe, Dr. Yang's file must have been altered. The file says that Dr. Yang's parents were both ordinary workers at the steel mill.
Judging from the way Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao talk, it's obvious that they are not ordinary people. How could their daughter and son-in-law be ordinary workers?
Chen Baiwang's speech was somewhat lisp.
"He must be a high-ranking official. Ordinary people wouldn't travel to the Northeast to visit their grandson who has been sent to the countryside. They don't have the time or the money to spare.
Probably because he wanted to train the younger generation in the family, he changed Dr. Yang's file.
The old man felt sorry for the child, so he came to find him, didn't he? "
The old branch secretary is the old branch secretary. My guess is almost right. Xiao Qingyang is indeed a big leader, but he has been demoted.
After this lesson, the production team no longer dared to lock up their guns in the brigade headquarters, and arranged militia patrols every night.
After a walk around, I would go back to the brigade headquarters to warm myself by the fire, drink a bowl of ginger soup, and then go out for a walk again after warming up.
Perhaps because the wolf king was killed by Yang Baiyi, the wolf pack never visited Chenjiatun again.
This didn't work for a long time, as many militiamen developed frostbite on their hands and feet.
After consulting Chen Baiwang, Xue Gui led the militia to patrol the mountain once. No signs of wolves were found, so the militia patrol was cancelled.
For the next period of time, the old branch secretary and the team leader would run to Yang Baiyi's house whenever they had nothing to do.
It’s not for the good cigarettes and good wine, but I feel that I can learn a lot from chatting with Xiao Qingyang.
Xiao Qingyang always explains things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, using words that they can all understand to convey profound truths.
Another month passed, and the farm jeep arrived as promised.
When he saw Yao Xuefeng, the smile on Xiao Fuxing's face was instantly replaced by nervousness.
During this month, I had such a good time with Yang Baiyi that I even forgot that I was a transferred worker from the farm.
"Chief Yao, is everything okay on the farm?"
Yang Baiyi asked nervously.
“It’s okay, I just picked you up to go for a routine physical checkup with everyone.
It's so cold, the people up there won't come down unless it's necessary. They'll only come down when the farm's pigs are slaughtered in the twelfth lunar month, when they smell the meat."
After Yao Xuefeng finished speaking, he politely greeted Xiao Qingyang and his wife.
Xiao Qingyang knew that Yao Xuefeng was so polite to him not because he was a high-ranking leader in the past, but because of his grandson who had excellent medical skills.
After all, he is now in a desperate situation, his glory days long gone.
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