My wife is the sect leader

"Ok."

"Go quickly and see if Madam needs help. I'm almost done here."

An Jing got down from the stool, then glanced at the neatly and perfectly pasted couplets, and nodded in satisfaction.

Tan Yun's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked towards the kitchen with the small wooden bucket.

At this moment, Li Fuzhou and Zhou Xianming walked over from a distance, chatting happily, talking and laughing.

The small circle of scholars always has a common discourse, and it is difficult for a rough person like An Jing to blend in.

"Mr. An, you have worked hard."

Zhou Xianming cupped his hands at An Jing who was standing at the door.

"This couplet should be written by Miss, right?" Li Fuzhou glanced at the couplet on the wall.

"Hey, this couplet...is wonderful!"

When Zhou Xianming saw the couplets on the wall, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Li Fuzhou also looked over and couldn't help admiring: "Good alliance!"

The age of the century is good in the present, and the age of the ages is new in the present, and the horizontal comment: Vientiane is renewed.

Some things are good not because of the good words and sentences, but the kind of meaning that is beyond words, the kind of boldness that makes people can't help being moved.

Just from this pair of couplets, it seems to have an extraordinary spirit.

This couplet was written by Zhao Qingmei and described by An Jing.

Next year, for Anjing, it will not be as simple as a new year, and the Vientiane update fits perfectly.

"Mrs. An is really brave."

Zhou Xianming couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Li Fuzhou also nodded slightly, only the sect master has such a majestic spirit, this ancient country is now new, if you think about it carefully, it is very meaningful.

"Let's go in and sit for a while, and the New Year's Eve dinner will be ready soon."

An Jing didn't bother to explain, and walked towards the house with a small stool.

Saying that, the three of them walked towards the dining hall.

An Jing looked at Zhou Xianming who was full of smiles, and said strangely: "Mr. Zhou, you look refreshed recently, could it be that some happy event came to your house?"

Recently, Zhou Xianming seldom came to visit Li Fu and Zhou Goulan to listen to the music, which is a bit strange. Could it be that he is really studying and practicing calligraphy behind closed doors at home, ready to try?

"There is indeed a happy event." Zhou Xianming blushed with joy.

Li Fuzhou asked from the side: "Could it be that oiran?"

The only one who could make Zhou Xianming so happy was the oiran in the boat.

Zhou Xianming smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this, An Jing was secretly surprised: Could it be that...

This world is really wonderful, and there are always some unbelievable things happening.

Li Fuzhou frowned slightly, but he still didn't say anything.

As for the oiran in the painting boat in the Red Pavilion, he is very clear that it is the top killer Xuelingjian in Fengyulou. The more advanced this person is in the Xuelingjue, the faster his lifespan will be consumed.

Just as they were talking, the three of them had already walked into the dining hall.

"Sit down first." Seeing that Zhou Xianming didn't speak any more, An Jing didn't ask any more questions.

"Grandpa, the dishes are all cooked, Madam asked me to ask if you want to serve now?"

At this time, Tan Yun poked his head out and asked.

"Come on, let's chat while eating."

An Jing said angrily, he didn't eat in the morning, he didn't eat at noon, he was already so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back.

"okay, I get it."

Tan Yun stuck out his tongue and hurried down.

Not long after, plates of delicacies were brought up on the sandalwood cloud.

White-cut chicken, lantern prawns, pork knuckle in sauce, Sixi meatballs, beef in sauce, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork with bean curd sticks, steamed crucian carp, carrot and corn bone soup, and two plates of vegetables.

The color and fragrance are complete, and the aroma is overflowing, which makes people swallow.

"Mrs. An, not only is she knowledgeable and talented, but her cooking skills are also superb!"

Seeing this, Zhou Xianming couldn't help admiring.

"Set off the firecrackers first."

At this moment, An Jing took out the firecracker from his chest, and went to the door to light the firecracker.

Set off the firecrackers, and you can eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

"call out!"

As the fire core was ignited, only a series of 'crackling' sounds were heard.

"Wow!" "Wow!"

Little Heizai was bouncing around, very excited.

Everyone covered their ears and walked quickly into the room.

"Eat and eat."

An Jing hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach was already growling with hunger.

Zhou Xianming also smiled and said: "Come, come, Mr. Li, Dr. An, Mrs. An, Miss Tan, today is the last day of Xingping 13 years, let's have a good drink."

Li Fuzhou looked at Zhao Qingmei who was still standing at the side, and hurriedly said: "Miss, please sit down."

Zhao Qingmei nodded, and then sat next to An Jing.

Tan Yun couldn't wait to say: "Uncle, you can taste it quickly and see how it tastes."

"Madam's cooking skills are naturally excellent."

An Jing sat down first, and hit the pig's hand with the bamboo chopsticks, "It's Chinese New Year, and the pig's trotter is to scratch the head for the coming year! This is the front hoof I bought specially."

The rest of the people also sat down, all smiling.

Zhou Xianming shook his head and said: "Doctor An's meaning is good, the front hoof is scratching back, which means that you can only get in and out, and the fortune will be prosperous next year. Congratulations, congratulations..."

"Mr. Zhou is quite slippery with his lips."

Zhao Qingmei seemed to have thought of something and said with a coquettish smile: "The family should open a medical clinic, not to get rich, but to be safe."

Li Fuzhou felt something: "Yes, safety is also rare."

"Grandpa, eat quickly." Tan Yun urged An Jing, seeing that An Jing hadn't finished his mouth yet.

"What are you in such a hurry for?" An Jing asked strangely.

There is something wrong with Tan Yun, he actually asked himself to eat quickly?

"My uncle didn't eat in the morning or at noon, am I worried about my uncle?" Tan Yun lowered his head and whispered.

"You know I haven't eaten, so I have a conscience."

An Jing snorted softly, and then smiled at everyone: "This pig's knuckle is soft and glutinous, and its color is pure. It must be very delicious. I will eat it first as a respect."

As he spoke, he bit off the pig's trotter.

But the next moment, his chewing mouth suddenly paused.

"Uncle, Uncle, what do you want to say quickly?" Tan Yun looked at him anxiously, seeing that An Jing was silent, he immediately said impatiently.

The hands of the other three who were just about to move their chopsticks also stopped, and they looked at An Jing strangely.

"Doctor An, is there something wrong with this trotter?" Zhou Xianming couldn't help asking.

"vomit!"

An Jing dashed out, holding on to the pillar at the door, and spat out the meat in his mouth.

Little Heizai walked over quickly at this time, sniffed the meat that An Jing had spat out, and then ran away with a look of disgust.

"Doctor An, you...you are...?"

Seeing this, Zhou Xianming's lips trembled a little.

How is this going! ?

Could it be that there is poison in this dish! ?

"Uncle, are you okay?" Seeing this, Tan Yun hurriedly stepped forward to support An Jing.

An Jing only felt that his tongue was a little numb, and looked at Zhao Qingmei, "Husband... madam, do you want to murder your husband?"

Zhao Qingmei covered her mouth and chuckled, "Husband, look at what you said."

"Then this trotter almost killed me..."

An Jing pointed at the pig's knuckle in the bowl, his fingers trembled.

bitter!

Have you ever eaten pork knuckle that is more bitter than traditional Chinese medicine? !

I ate before.......

Li Fuzhou and Zhou Xianming also looked at the pig's hand, the pig's hand was round and radiant, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Uncle, it wasn't my wife who did it, it was me."

Tan Yun whispered beside him.

"what!?"

When An Jing heard this, his eyes widened.

"I see."

Zhou Xianming was stunned when he heard this, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

He also thought someone had poisoned him.

If this is the case, then there will be big troubles.

On the contrary, Li Fuzhou looked at Tan Yun strangely. He knew his apprentice very well. There were two things that he basically never wanted to learn to do. One was reading and the other was cooking.

"Grandpa, didn't you tell me all about it?"

Tan Yun lowered his head, his two little hands intertwined, and his voice became softer, "You said, to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach?"

Zhao Qingmei's smile deepened.

An Jing was stunned for a moment when he recalled the pig's hand just now, and then lost his voice: "I mean, if you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach, but I didn't say that you should grab his stomach... ...."

grab his stomach...

Tan Yun was quite aggrieved, his face flushed a little, and he said: "I didn't... I didn't, uncle, I just want to repay you, and I stewed for two hours according to what the lady said... ..”

An Jing drank a cup of tea by himself, rinsed his mouth and said: "Are you repaying me? You are repaying me."

Hearing An Jing's words, Zhao Qingmei couldn't hold back anymore, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Goose goose goose goose goose..."

"Hahaha!" "Hahaha!"

Li Fuzhou and Zhou Xianming looked at each other and laughed.

An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei and asked, "Madam, why didn't you remind me just now?"

Zhao Qingmei frowned, and asked back: "Can't you tell the difference between the dishes I cook?"

An Jing: "......"

Zhou Xianming said solemnly: "This pig's knuckle is soft and pure in color. I think it's best to leave it to Dr. An."

"Come on, Mr. Li, let's have a drink first."

Li Fuzhou nodded with a smile and then had a drink with Zhou Xianming.

An Jing sat down, quickly laughed and said, "Ma'am, which one of these has been poisoned?"