The Garden Life of a Little Gardener

Half asleep and half awake, Zhou Quan felt as if he was lying on top of a big horse.

That big horse was very docile, as if he knew that he was drinking too much, and was afraid that walking too fast would make him uncomfortable, so he tried to walk as flat and slow as possible.

Zhouquan leaned on the opponent's broad back, and when the opponent walked, he undulated and swayed regularly like a rocking bed, shaking Zhou Quan, who was already unconscious, even more sleepy.

Unable to resist the drowsiness, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and scratched randomly on the opponent's back with his hands, as if trying to find the non-existent rein.

The opponent's originally loose muscles were stiffened by Zhou Quan's touch, and the contracted muscles were clumped up as hard as steel.

Zhou Quan, who was lying on his back, was uncomfortable due to the muscle lumps, and muttered some drunken words that he didn't understand, but his palms hit his muscles hard and slapped him a few times.

"Ma'er, Ma'er, why are you so stiff all of a sudden? Soften down, okay? Soften up and lie down comfortably."

Too drunk to be able to tell the difference between dream and reality, Zhou Quan lay on Fa Xiao's back and went 'drinking crazy'.

The kind-hearted Bao-chan returned home, but was taken as a horse by a drunkard. Hearing this, Bao-chan couldn't laugh or cry. He was amazed by the wine he hadn't seen for many years.

If I had known earlier, I should have watched him a little bit earlier, so as not to let him drink so much.

With lamb chops suitable for drinking, this kid drank at least one glass of white wine and two bottles of beer by himself.

Chef Bao actually drank no less than Zhou Quan, but his alcohol capacity was very good, Zhou Quan was already drunk to the point of breaking down, while he had just reached his limit.

Baoyan carried Faxiao on his back and continued to move forward, but Zhouquan, who was so drunk that he was so drunk, lay on the other's back unwillingly.

Probably because of those hard muscles that made him feel very uncomfortable. In short, Zhouquan was tossing back and forth on his friend's back, unwilling to settle down.

As a chef, Chef Bao's strength is unquestionable, but Zhou Quan is not the material for roasting whole lamb after all, Chef Bao dare not carry him like ingredients, so Zhou Quan's dishonesty should be given to Chef Bao Caused some minor troubles.

Once again, Zhou Quan, who was about to slide down from his back, was fixed on his back again. Chef Bao took off his back and shook Zhou Quan vigorously a few times and said, "Be honest, from my house to yours, it is a few hundred meters away from us. I've been gone for several minutes, and I don't have to go home tonight if this continues."

Zhou Quan, who was coaxed by Fa Xiao as a child, groaned a few times in dissatisfaction, but he was very obedient and didn't make trouble, allowing the other party to carry him home smoothly.

Back on the second floor of Zhou's house, Chef Bao put Zhouquan on the kang, and found that Zhouquan seemed to be asleep. He sighed and resigned to his fate, and began to take off Zhouquan's shoes, clothes and socks.

After finally laying out the kang, Baoyan moved Zhouquan, who was in a big vest and small pants, to the bed, looked at his sleeping state, and said angrily and with a smile: "When you grow up, you become stupid. Smiling at people, now it’s better to just ride me as a horse.”

Zhou Quan, who was complained about, still slept soundly, and Bao Guan could even see the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily because of the good dream.

Chef Bao, who had nothing to do with him, decided to ignore the drunk and opened the curtain to go outside to wipe the mutton soup stewed in the iron pot.

Because of its delicious taste and nourishing effect, mutton soup is very popular among foodies from all over the world. Because there are different varieties of goats and different ingredients, mutton soup has many different ways of making it.

The mutton soup in the small town is simple and unpretentious, with few fancy places.

Baojia's mutton soup continues the characteristics of the town's mutton soup, using the simplest cooking method to cook the deepest taste of mutton and mutton bones.

Each pot of mutton soup must be carefully boiled with fresh lamb leg bones. Except for the leg bones, tripe, head meat and water, there is no need to add other things to the pot, and it can be boiled for a day It is only half done to boil a pot of fresh and pure milky white colloidal soup overnight.

The work of removing the fishy smell of the sheep must be completed before it is put into the pot. Rinse the white wine with running water and grind it, and then rinse it with clean water until the blood on the sheep is washed clean.

The sheep products treated in this way can not only retain the umami taste, but also have no smell.

The thick soup out of the pot has no other taste except the delicious fragrance of the mutton and mutton bone itself. The later taste of the mutton soup depends on the ingredients after it comes out of the pot.

In addition to the main ingredients, Baojia's mutton soup also has excellent ingredients, but it is best to cook those ingredients before eating, so as to ensure the best taste.

So after Chef Bao checked the soup pot and confirmed that the soup and firewood were still enough, he put the firewood on the stove and planned to go into the house to rest.

As soon as he opened the door curtain and entered the room, Chef Bao, who was usually calm in his work, was startled by the figure sitting up on the kang, but he took a closer look at Zhou Quan who had just been pressed by him, and for some reason he suddenly sat up.

Looking at Fa Xiao who is not sure whether he is sober or still drunk, Chef Bao tentatively asked: "Zhou Zhou, do you want to go to the toilet? I can caress you to the yard."

Zhou Quan who was being questioned first looked at Bao Yan in confusion, and within a few minutes suddenly burst into a bright smile towards him.

He was born in excellent condition. When he smiled, the dimple that is not common in ordinary times was hidden on his face. His thick and thick eyelashes reflected a pair of black grape-like eyes. The way he was out of focus made him look like a doll. cute.

It might be weird to apply the word cute to a grown man, but looking at Zhouquan now, Baoyan feels that this word is really appropriate for him.

If others saw Zhou Quan like this, they might think that he sat up only when he was awake, but Baoyan knew that he was still drunk, and not lightly drunk.

The temperature at night in the Northeast at the end of April was not very high. Chef Bao had no choice but to climb onto the kang and press Zhou Quan, who was only wearing a vest and shorts, under the bed.

Zhou Quan who was still drunk did not resist, and went back when Fa Xiao pressed him, and got out when he let go, continuing to smile silly at the other party.

After going back and forth a few times, Chef Bao said with a headache: "You guys really don't talk about it. I just praised you for not smirking, and then you laughed again."

The brain is already in a chaotic state, and he only knows to rely on his instinctive Zhouquan to ignore Faxiao and say anything else. In short, he just wants to smile at him, just like when he was a child.

Chef Bao, who was originally strong and strong, could easily control Fa Xiao's actions, but he didn't want to use brute force on Zhou Zhou. In the end, the two of them fell into the bedding entangled together.

Zhou Quan, who was crushed below, was falling into childhood memories, thinking that Bao Yan was still playing with him.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to pat the other person's shoulder, then frowned suspiciously, and asked Baoyan, "Hei boy, why did you suddenly become so tall and heavy?"

Chef Bao, who hadn't been called by this nickname for a long time, stared at Zhouquan speechlessly for a long time, but finally lost.

Just when he was about to stretch his body and get up, Zhou Quan suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged him in his arms.

The silly Baoyan only heard the other party say: "It won't be cold if we hug each other."

Hearing this, Baoyan suddenly remembered that Zhouquan had done this to him before.

In a trance, I went back to that winter again. I shivered in the cold wind with nothing, and Zhou Zhou was the same at that time. He took himself home and hugged him to keep him warm.

When he came back to his senses, the drunken Zhou Quan had already fallen asleep again, looking at the other party's carefree face, Bao Yan's eyes were deep, he got up and carefully pressed the quilt for the other party, then turned and went to the outer room.