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    When the two entered the house, Tang Yiqing felt that his home was different.

    "Xiao Jing, thank you so much." Tang Yiqing said very sincerely.

    "Is the meal not hot? Sit in the pot and heat it up."

    Zhao Xiaojing was very embarrassed to be thanked.  Quickly change the subject.

    The two of them had lunch, and the food in the cafeteria was just average.

    Tang Yiqing looked at the clean Zhao Xiaojing, and suddenly felt that he didn't do anything this time.  Let her go the day after tomorrow.

    After lunch, "Xiao Jing, you rest at home for a while, I'll go out, maybe I can buy some meat, you wait, let's improve it, this meat restaurant sometimes can't buy it."

    Zhao Xiaojing was used to being obedient before, so she didn't think there was anything wrong.

    Tang Yiqing went out for more than an hour, and came back almost two o'clock, but he brought two catties of pork, a rabbit that was not too fat, and a chicken.

    "Hehe, Xiaojing, your life is really good. Even if you have money, you can't buy this thing. Can you stew meat?"

    "Yes, I can still stew meat."

    "That's okay, I'll remove the chicken feathers and skin the rabbits."

    "Okay, can it be stewed in one pot?"

    "Okay, that's the only way to smell, otherwise the rabbit and chicken are tasteless."

    The two of them didn't stew the meat in the pot until four o'clock.  The scent filled the small room.

    There is no need to turn on the fire. Zhao Xiaojing has found cornmeal, and now it is hot, and when the meat is almost cooked, put pancakes on the side of the pot.

    It was not until seven o'clock in the evening that the two sat on the kang.  On the dinner table was a large bowl of meat, a bowl of pancakes, and pickles with green onions and soy sauce.  This time Zhang Si

    Tang Yiqing looked at the dinner table and smiled, "It's better to live like this.

    Shall we two have a drink?  This is the wine made by my father, sorghum wine, not dry sweet potato wine.  "

    Zhao Xiaojing also drinks, in fact, in such a cold place, she would drink some wine in winter, especially in recent years when the harvest has been good, Xu Hongbing can make wine.  She also learned.

    Thinking of Xu Hongbing reminds me of their days together.  At that time, every night at night, Xu Hongbing would let himself drink.  Just say (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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