Cooking

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Tao Xingming's cold-fighting recipe was quickly finalized, pineapple with fire goose, cloud legs with waist, asparagus with white chicken, and crispy Qiang with colored eggs. They were all prepared according to the Cantonese recipe. The ancestors of the Bu family themselves were from Nanhai, Guangdong. Although the customs of northern cuisine merged after entering Beijing, the production of Lingnan cuisine is even more authentic.

Tao Xingming used high-quality materials to try to make it several times, and everyone nodded in approval after trying them one by one.

Although Li Xiangrong insisted on making hot dishes and was not interested in making dim sum, after Mrs. Fanny talked to him again, he agreed to make another full-style dim sum, Nama rice cake, to go with Fanny's apricot cheese cake, Bai Yuanyuan The milk skin ruyi roll and wild vegetable siu mai are four kinds of dim sum.

More than 20 kinds of fresh and dried fruits candied is simple, fresh watermelon, mango, dragon fruit, coconut, grape, cantaloupe, mangosteen, lychee, red snake fruit, orange, ginseng fruit, etc. Melon seeds, almonds, dried lychees, sugared lotus seeds, crabapple fruits, green plums, white peach kernels, tea tips, pine nut kernels, tung seeds, candied dates, tangerines, dried cherries, olives, etc. are not difficult.

The barbecue platter was decided to be four reds: roasted piglet, roasted duck, roasted crucian carp, roasted breast fork; four whites: white sliced ​​chicken, white sliced ​​mutton, white sliced ​​goose, white sliced ​​meat, assisted by Anton and Feng Yifan The mountain is complete.

Four rice bowls with fried mushrooms with winter vegetables, stir-fried squid with squid, braised smallpox preserved abalone are made by He Zhishan, and the gold, silver and jade soup is made by Feng Yifan.

Among the eight hot dishes, one "Dinghu Shangsu" was reserved for Li Xiangrong, and the other seven dishes were completely prepared by He Zhishan, and the others didn't even know the specific name of the dish.

In any case, preparations are underway.

Bu Wei knew about the recent turmoil in the kitchen, and didn't say a word to the others, but called Bu Lang Ni to the study room for strict interrogation, to find out the ins and outs, and could only let out a long sigh.

"Son, don't you feel that you are too self-centered? Master Lu has his own considerations, and He Zhishan and Li Xiangrong are all his own ideas. Will you be too forceful?"

Buroni frowned and replied, "I just think that Ah Rong's current life should be more promising than that in the monastery. If he listens to me wholeheartedly, I will make him more promising in the future."

Bu Wei said in a deep voice, "You let him have a future? Then who are you going to make no future?"

Buroni poked his neck and said, "You asked He Zhishan to participate in the culinary competition next month! What does that mean?"

Bu Wei rubbed his brows helplessly and said, "Participating in the cooking competition is also a way of publicity. Why do you suddenly object?"

"I'm not against participating in the competition! I just don't understand why he is allowed to participate!" Buroni propped his hands on the desk and stared at his father with piercing eyes. "Didn't the Bu family always disdain participating in this kind of competition before? What is allowed now?" If we go to Zhishan, what shall we do once he takes the lead?"

"We don't need to do anything, this is affirmation of his personal ability, he just needs to work hard?" Bu Wei looked at his son not quite understanding.

"If he becomes famous, he will definitely change jobs!" Buroni was almost angry at his father's slowness, "Or he is threatening you to pay him more, right?"

Bu Wei smiled wryly, "You forgot that your sister Bai is still at Bu's house, where can he go if he wants to change jobs?"

Bu Langni said, "Sister Bai's snacks are good, but they are not irreplaceable. Mother knows this very well, anyway, she is going to take maternity leave, so what if she doesn't work for a year or two after giving birth? If Zhishan started from scratch, it wouldn't be impossible to support her!"

Bu Wei patiently persuaded, "The couple have lived in Bu's family for more than ten years, and their relationship is so deep. It's not like jumping at will. Why don't you trust people so much?"

"That's what he did that made me unbelievable!" Buroni did not compromise, insisting, "I think He Zhishan is ambitious anyway, and he is not easy to control."

Bu Wei sighed wearily, "Don't try to control others all the time. People have to show their hearts. If you don't care about them, how can you expect them to treat you sincerely? Take Xiao Li as an example—is he really serious? I decided to leave after finishing that dish?"

Buroni sat down on the edge of the large desk resentfully, "He said that, but I won't let him go!"

He looked eagerly into the depths of his father's eyes, "You can also see how great his potential is! Now that He Zhishan is pressing him down, of course he is not happy."

"Have you ever thought about what people really want?" The father had nothing to do with his son's stubbornness at this time. "He left and thought about it. If he said he wanted to leave, maybe he really had a reason to leave."

"I'll tell him well that he won't find a better place if he leaves Bu's house," Bu Langni jumped off the table and unilaterally decided to end this unhappy conversation, "I have nothing to say if you agree with He Zhishan to participate, but If participating in the competition is really beneficial, I will ask Ah Rong to consider it, he is no worse than anyone else."

Watching his tall and straight son walk out of the study, Bu Wei slumped in the soft chair and sighed deeply.

Bu Langni wandered around but couldn't find Li Xiangrong's shadow, and found out that Li Xiangrong ran back to Manshuyuan by himself after calling his mobile phone.

Anyway, the kitchen doesn’t need him to work anymore in the past few days. Anton said coldly, the chef can move freely, and you don’t have to do small things like washing dishes and preparing them. Your fingers are precious, please save them for big dishes. Bar.

No matter how dull and cheeky Li Xiangrong was, he would never be able to step into the big kitchen after hearing this. Even if he didn't do his daily work, he couldn't stay in the cold eyes of everyone and practice cooking with his head held high.

After thinking about it for a while, if I want to do Dinghu Shangsu well, I can only go back to Manshuyuan and ask the masters for convenience, so that I can practice it a few times.

This dish uses a lot of ingredients and complicated craftsmanship. It was originally a traditional famous dish of Qingyun Temple in Dinghu Mountain. It inherits the characteristics of Lingnan cuisine, with elegant colors, clear layers, and fresh and smooth taste.Manshuyuan’s Vegetarian Vegetarian Cuisine inherits the Southwest characteristics of the land of China, with heavier seasoning and richer taste. The masters in the temple do not know how to make this light Vegetarian Vegetarian Vegetarian.

Li Xiangrong knew that He Zhishan had the Bu family's secret recipe, so he would definitely have something unique, but Xu Ji, who couldn't bear it, urged him to boast to Haikou for a while, and now he really felt a little bit hard to get off.

He thought that Xu Ji chose this dish with confidence, but he didn't expect the master to simply admit that he didn't know it at all. Li Xiangrong almost fell to the ground at that time, and now he was in big trouble.

Xu Ji said lightly, what's the rush, let's go home and find someone who can do it now.

Ah Rong said with tears in his eyes, "I'm sure no one in Manshuyuan will cook this dish."

Xu Ji said don't introduce yourself, trust me, master, let's go back together first.

So Ah Rong had no choice but to buy the bus ticket back home with a lot of bitterness, and temporarily forced himself to say hello to He Zhishan. He Zhishan said to him with a smile that was not a smile, go and practice hard, I believe there are miracles in this world .

Ah Rong said in his heart that I also believe in miracles in this world, but most of the time I can guess the beginning but not the end.

Bulangni put down the phone and thought, should I follow him to the temple to see the situation?Or just stay at home and wait for him to come back?Who knows how many days he will practice?Hello!He won't let me run away if he can't practice well!

Thinking of this, Buroni went back to the room, quickly packed a small travel bag, picked up the car keys and ran out.

No, we must eat and live with him and watch him!

Instead of posting missing person notices all over the mountains and plains until the person disappeared, it is better to lock the whereabouts at all times in advance, and Buroni stepped on the accelerator and set off on the road.

After staying for more than two hours, he rushed into the gate of Manshuyuan, caught the monks one by one and questioned them, and finally blocked Li Xiangrong in front of the big kitchen. The latter looked at him in surprise, "You come here!" What are you doing? Eat?"

"It seems a bit late, the Vegetarian Courtyard is closed." Seeing that he was out of breath, Ah Rong said kindly, "Why don't I secretly serve you a bowl of noodles, the small kitchen of the big brother is still usable."

Hearing this inexplicable concern, Bronnie said in a daze, "I'm not hungry."

"That?" Ah Rong looked him around, seeing that he was dressed casually in a T-shirt and shorts, as if he didn't look like he was going out to do business, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Are you out to play?"

"I'll supervise your cultivation," Buroni said solemnly. .

"What? Then how do you supervise?" Arong looked innocent, with question marks all over his head.

"Looking at you all the time," Buroni replied blankly, but his heart was shaken by the words he said casually.

"You want to live here?" Ah Rong continued to be puzzled.

"Ah~ yes," Buroni raised his eyes to look at the elegant scenery of the Buddhist temple under the setting sun, and the melodious sound of the bells. "It's a very artistic place. I haven't lived in a temple before."

"Manshuyuan won't just stay with guests, and you're not a layman," Ah Rong complained, "It's so late, if you don't go back, you can only stay in a small hotel in the town."

"I'll live where you live." Brony said it was natural.

Li Xiangrong smiled wryly, "It's not far from my home. I made an agreement with my former senior brother to come and cook in the morning and go home after noon. I live at home."

"Then I'll just stay at your house," Buroni said kindly, with his fair face tilted and his green eyes full of smiles, "Isn't your family welcome to me?"

"No," Ah Rong hurriedly explained, "My family consists of my grandparents and my mother. They are both elderly people, and they are rather verbose. And if you want to live, you can only live with me. There are no extra guest rooms..."

"It doesn't matter, I can make do with it," Buroni remained unmoved, "There is nothing wrong with sharing a bed with you."

"Oh," Li Xiangrong replied blankly, and asked after a while, "But why are you looking at me?"

"I'm afraid you ran away suddenly!" Buroni laughed loudly, holding Li Xiangrong's shoulder with one hand, "I want to watch you until I go back with me."

"Oh……"

"what?!"

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34.

Bu Dashao kept his promise, grabbed Li Xiangrong by the shoulders, and lifted him into the car. He found the small supermarket opened by Li's grandmother without giving directions. Li's mother knew that her son would stay for a few more days this time, so she only perfunctory at noon. After eating noodles, it was time to show off his skills at night, and it was a coincidence that Bu Langni was in time.

After explaining her intentions, Li's mother was a little surprised. She didn't expect that her incompetent bastard would become a figure that the little boss valued. When she heard that Bu Langni was going to live in the same room with Li Xiangrong, she was afraid of neglecting the distinguished guest, and said repeatedly, " Ah Rong, you go to the living room to lay the floor, and give up to Lonnie to live in your room."

Arong wrinkled his nose and said, "Mom, you really don't love your son too much."

Mama Li led the two into the living room. They now live in a small second floor built by themselves. The yard on the first floor is only half paved with cement, and the remaining half of the soil is planted with a few rows of vegetables, and a chicken shed is built for five or six chickens. The native chickens are jiggling around in the vegetable field. The first floor is a large living room, kitchen and bathroom. The living room has bright windows and a square and spacious house. One room for the younger sister who came back, and one room for Ah Rong. Ah Rong has not been home for a long time, and the house is almost used as a storage room with a lot of sundries.

Grandma tidied up the whole afternoon, and then she went downstairs with her waist supported. When she saw another young man who looked like a foreign star came, she felt a little dizzy at that time.

Buroni quickly got up from the bamboo sofa and said hello to the old lady. Although the old lady is old, she lives in the countryside all year round. The environment is good and her living habits are good. She is in good health. She is petite but has a strong back and a very loud voice. Da, hurriedly greeted this distinguished guest, and waited for Ah Rong to make an introduction, and he was even more enthusiastic.

Grandma sat down holding Buroni's hand, and called Arong to get candy melon seeds, washed grapes, and cut watermelon, until she filled up the tea table in front of her. Grandma said, "This treatment is too bad, how will I live after giving him a meal today?"

Buroni said leisurely, "Yes, mother-in-law, I don't want to disturb you for a day. I will stay as long as Arong stays this time. Don't treat me as a guest."

Li's mother smiled and said, "Oh, you child, if you are not busy, you can stay here. Your summer vacation is only a few days away. There is nothing interesting in the countryside. It is good to breathe some fresh air."

Buroni came all the way, and the dense green rice and corn on the plain was a good scene of a good harvest, and the fresh air full of vitality was in his breath. He nodded and said, "Sure enough, the environment here is good. Looks so young."

Li's mother has just turned 50 years old, and she doesn't look very old. It's just that she has been tired all year round, which inevitably left deep marks on her face. However, since she left the city and lived in the countryside, she no longer has to run a famous lo-mei shop like before. I just accompany the elders to look at the small shop and do some housework. In addition, I practice Buddhism and strive for goodness. Now my face is gentle and kind, and I really look a lot younger.

Li Xiangrong looked at his mother carefully, and said sincerely, "This sentence is true, my mother is more beautiful than ever."

After hearing the compliment, Li's mother was of course happy, and let the old mother accompany her grandchildren to go to the kitchen to prepare meals by herself.

Li Xiangrong's grandfather also came back from a stroll at this time. The old man is nearly 80 years old, with a bright red face, a cheerful attitude, clean and tidy clothes, and looks very energetic. Buroni sincerely praised a few words, thinking that his father should go to the countryside to maintain his health. Yes, being under 50 is kind of aging.

The five people gathered around the table and sat down. Li Xiangrong helped his mother carry the delicacies. The dishes were prepared in the afternoon and they were all vegetarian. Mother Li asked her son nervously if he would neglect the distinguished guests.

Ah Rong said nonchalantly, "He doesn't have any delicacies at home. It would be strange if he could eat some wild vegetables."

Mama Li thought that this rural town really doesn't have any good cooked food. Although the vegetarian dishes at home are simple, they are fresh and delicious, and they are not shabby.

A table full of cups, plates, and bowls. If you look closely, it looks like cucumbers with mashed garlic, bean sprouts and vermicelli in cold salad, onions and fungus, peanuts soaked in old vinegar, candied tomatoes, roasted beans with eggplant, stewed gluten with mushrooms, stir-fried chicken feathers, shredded green peppers and potatoes , Stir-fried bitter gourd, spicy tofu, oatmeal added to white rice, and a large pot of sauerkraut bamboo fungus and mushroom soup. The taste is salty and spicy, and people are sweating.

Li's mother thoughtfully filled Buroni with orange juice, "It's still hot these days, people sweat a lot, I'll make it salty to supplement the salt, and drink more water."

Buroni seldom eats chili. All the meals on this table are served with green chili or red chili. Even the stewed vegetable soup is filled with shredded peppers and chunks of fresh ginger. There are only peanuts and tomatoes. There was no spicy taste, Buroni was sweating profusely, and kept wiping his face with a tissue.

Li's mother was surprised, "Oh, I forgot to reduce the spiciness. Our family has a strong taste. How about I make you a light dish for dinner."

Buroni hurriedly pulled her and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, it's really delicious. I just sweat a lot. It's all right."

"Is it really all right?" Li's mother looked at him suspiciously. At this moment, Bu Langni's fair skin was flushed, her mouth seemed to be dripping with blood, her green eyes were wet, and her nose kept sucking in air.

Buroni pulled a few tissue papers to cover his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "It's okay, I happen to have a little cold, and I feel much more comfortable after sweating a little, and I would like to thank Auntie for the medicinal food, don't worry about it anymore. "

Grandma was eating happily with a long green pepper in between. Seeing Buroni sucking and roaring, she smiled wrinkledly and said, "Why can't such a spirited guy eat spicy food? Eating more peppers is good for the skin !"

Bu Langni raised his eyes and looked around. Grandpa was eating the mixed vermicelli poured with red oil, Li's mother was drinking the sour and spicy soup as if nothing had happened, and Li Xiangrong was wishing to give birth to three heads and six arms, flying chopsticks, red and green peppers into his mouth plug, with a satisfied face.

After dryly swallowing a few mouthfuls of rice, Buroni had no choice but to stretch out his spoon to scoop up the peanuts. The fried peanuts were soaked in vinegar, and tasted sour and delicious. Because he was used to eating raw tomatoes, he didn't like Chinese-style white sugar pickled tomatoes. It has a strange iron-like smell.

Grandpa saw that the guests were only willing to eat peanuts, so he got up, brought a bottle of wine and two small cups over, sat in front of Buroni and said, "Peanuts are for drinking, why don't you drink a few glasses with me."

Buroni prides himself on being a good wine drinker. He drinks red and white wine on a daily basis, and occasionally goes to the bar to drink some cocktails or beer. I'll have a drink with you."

Li Xiangrong shouted quickly, "Grandpa, that medicinal wine is too strong, don't drink too much."

Grandpa glared deliberately, "I know how much I can drink. If you don't drink, go play."

Grandma patted her grandson's head and said lovingly, "Ah Rong, let's not care about him, he deserves to suffer when he's drunk, hurry up and eat."

Li's mother glanced worriedly, and didn't say much, just persuading her son to eat more.

Grandpa smiled triumphantly, carefully pulled off the bottle cap, and immediately released a strong medicinal aroma. The wine was poured into a small porcelain cup, and it turned out to be shiny amber, as sticky as liquid honey.

The old man held the wine glass on his nose and took a few deep breaths intoxicated, stretched his almost white eyebrows, and touched Bu Langni's hand, "Boy, my stupid grandson has troubled you on weekdays, I want to thank you ah."

Buroni quickly held up his glass and said, "Grandpa, you are too serious. Arong helped me with many things. I am so lucky to have met such a good friend as him."

When the caramel sauce-like wine entered the mouth, it immediately brought the ultimate cooling sensation to the tongue and palate, and slipped into the esophagus slipperyly, not very bitter, but there was a unique sweetness that brought a slight taste to the taste buds. The numb stimulation, the faint sweetness radiated along the breath, Bronney smiled lightly, "Okay—wine"

The wine word hasn't finished yet, boom!The wine that slipped down the stomach pouch burned like a bursting flame, and the fragrant juice was churning endlessly between the chest and abdomen. Buroni couldn't help but let out a loud belch, spewing out a strong smell of alcohol, and immediately felt dizzy up.

He stared at the dark brown wine bottle in amazement, and grandpa laughed cunningly, "Hahaha, I have been brewing this medicinal wine for more than ten years, and your little one will feel uncomfortable after drinking it in such a hurry!"

Buroni held back his breath and held back his hiccups. Although the alcohol content was high, the fragrance that absorbed the essence of several medicinal materials was indeed unique and desirable.He picked up a few peanuts with his hands and chewed them slowly, waiting for the sour taste of the vinegar to permeate, dispelling a little bit of dizziness, and filling his glass again proudly, respecting the old man, "Grandpa, this wine is delicious and cheap It's me."

Li's mother saw that his face was red and white, white and red, and couldn't help but want to persuade her, but Li Xiangrong grabbed her happily and said, "Don't worry, mom, Brony can drink well, he will drink a little bit more." Love to drink!"

Grandma followed up and said, "Let them go. It's good to drink some wine to sweat if the weather is boring, and the old man hasn't had a drink for a long time." Li's mother sighed softly and whispered to Arong, "Look carefully, don't let me drink." Grandpa drank too much, take care of your friend at night."

Li Xiangrong answered absent-mindedly. He had also been tricked by his grandfather and was choked to death by the medicinal wine. Now he is happy to see Buroni suffering. Who would want Buroni to drink one cup after another with a calm face? , actually became more and more calm, and the rosy color of his face was just right.

Seeing the old father holding the bottle and refusing to let go, Mama Li anxiously snatched the wine glass, and said seriously, "Dad, I drank too much today! I can't drink any more! You are not allowed to drink anymore after this!"

The old man was drinking happily, and finally had such a beautiful and sensible young man to accompany him to enjoy himself, he was unwilling to stop whatever he said, and in the end it was his wife who coughed hard, and reluctantly put down the wine bottle and ate the food in silence.

Buroni hurriedly handed over the cup indifferently, and smiled at Li's mother, "Grandpa's medicinal wine is really good, do you have any secret recipe? It's not convenient for Fang to tell me, I'll make some for Dad when I get home."

When the grandfather heard this, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Good filial boy! I'll find a prescription for you tomorrow. This wine is good for men." He squeezed his eyes deliberately, "Your father must drink it. good."

Ah Rong awkwardly picked up the soup spoon to scoop up soup for his grandfather, and Li's mother also whispered, "Father, hurry up and eat, don't talk about it."

Buroni understood the function of wine from the old man's frowning, and felt that the flames in his body not only ignited his upper body, but also rushed down. He sat upright and looked calm, but every pore of his skin was almost He was sweating, and he felt like he had turned into a freshly baked sweet potato, steaming steam would come out from a small opening.

After drinking several glasses of orange juice in succession, everyone ate to their heart's content. Mama Li was about to ask her son to help clean up the table when grandma waved her hand and said, "Ah Rong, you can go for a walk with your friends, and your mother and I will clean up. "

Arong was happy to be at leisure, turned around and pulled Bronney and said, "Let's go, I'll take you for a walk."

The long days of summer have just come to an end, the light blue sky is dyed with a quiet navy blue bit by bit from east to west, the semicircular moon slantly climbs up the treetops, and a few cicadas are singing for a long time.

There are few street lamps on the country roads, and it takes a long, long way to light a blooming orange light. The little bats who went out too early were confused and scurried around beside the lamppost.

The night wind is full of the fresh aroma of corn, and the dark corn stalks are crowded together on the side of the road to form a low wall. The smooth arms touch the rustling leaves and it hurts a little, but it gives Lonny a great sense of novelty .

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Li Xiangrong turned his body backwards, and the two walked together facing each other. The night was getting darker and darker, covering each other's faces, and only became brighter and darker when they passed the street lights.

Buroni deliberately stretched his arms to sweep the corn leaves. Li Xiangrong reminded him to be careful of injury, and he also said how powerful the leaves can be. Sure enough, he was stabbed severely within a few steps. bloodstains.

Li Xiangrong was about to laugh that he deserved it, but he raised it indifferently, and just licked it casually with his tongue.

The two walked silently for a long distance in the fresh air. Li Xiangrong still maintained that posture of walking backwards. Fortunately, there was no way to drive vehicles on the small road, and the occasional passer-by would take the initiative to avoid him.

"You walk like this all the time?" Buroni looked at him amusedly as he walked swiftly, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, walking extremely smoothly on the uneven dirt road.

"Looking at the scenery like this has a feeling of going backwards," Li Xiangrong said with a smile, "In the city, you can only look forward, left and right, for fear of being hit by a car. Only here can you walk backwards and look at the trees and fields. How fun it is to move."

"Really?" Buroni followed his example and turned back. He stumbled and almost fell after walking a few steps. Li Xiangrong helped him up and turned him face to face again, "You probably don't have a good balance."

"Huh?" Buroni shrugged, "It feels hairy to walk backwards, and it's not safe."

"Aren't you worried about leaving your back to me?" Ah Rong smiled narrowly, his round eyes were soft and clear as if filled with moonlight, his slightly thick lips were pouting, and his already thinned cheeks were shining in the light and shadow Form a deep outline, like a delicate paper-cut.

Buroni suddenly felt that Arong was pretty good-looking. He was a Narcissus-like figure, and he rarely paid attention to other people's faces except for looking in the mirror. Just right, and so are friends.

He stretched out his hands to grab Ah Rong's shoulders, and the brisk steps of the two of them became more cautious. They shortened the span of their steps and increased their breathing frequency.

Li Xiangrong looked suspiciously at his green eyes that were almost dripping water, and his soft brown hair slapped his cheeks one after another, making him alternately melancholic and sometimes bright.

Arong knew that Buroni had a good appearance, but he didn't expect to look even more breathtaking in such a situation. He stared straight at Buroni like a demon, the distance was too close, and he smelled the hot alcohol in the other's mouth and nose. gas.

"Yeah!" Ah Rong suddenly stopped, and Buroni rushed forward and crashed into his arms. He quickly stepped back half a step to stabilize his figure, and put his palm on the opponent's forehead.

"What are you doing?" Buroni glared at him dissatisfied. The two stood tightly in the middle of the narrow dirt road, surrounded by rows of dense cornfields.

"Are you a little drunk?" Arong stammered, and stroked his cheeks along his smooth forehead with his palms. The touch from his fingers was astonishingly hot and delicate.

Buroni turned his face away impatiently, but failed to shake off his friend's hand. He simply stretched out his hand and tore off the arm, losing his temper, "What are you touching?!"

Arong said in a daze, "I think you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" He retorted loudly, his chest rising and falling violently with the sound waves, panting for breath.

Ah Rong laughed suddenly, and leaned sideways to support his back, "Don't be brave, Grandpa's wine is very strong, you can't be fine."

"I can drink well." I was obviously hot all over, but when I touched the other's cool arm, I felt the melting warmth again. Buroni looked up at the night sky, many stars were shining brightly, the moon, um, what? There are two moons.

Once he realized that he was drunk, Buroni immediately fell into the predicament of being drunk. His feet, which were still relaxed and powerful just now, immediately became soft like soup noodles. His neck could no longer support his head, and his eyes could not focus at all. On the friend's body, the tongue was enlarged, and he said vaguely, "I seem to be a little dizzy."

Li Xiangrong supported the weight of his whole body, and after standing for a while, he simply helped him to sit down slowly, letting him rest his heavy head on his shoulders, facing each other quietly in the quiet night wind.

"I was drunk last time, and we sat on the side of the road like this," Li Xiangrong secretly broke a piece of corn, the tender white juice leaked out of the tight leaves, and the sweet aroma lingered on his fingers, and he put it in his mouth Suck in it, but the sweetness is full of jerky.

"Well," the big head nodded twice, and his hair rubbed against his neck, Buroni said softly, "You're the only one who can't drink."

"Yeah," Li Xiangrong nodded in agreement, "So I won't drink with grandpa, his wine is really good."

"But you're good enough. You've drank several cups." Arong smiled and handed him the peeled corn. "It's only now that you have a little reaction. It's been a long time."

"Reaction?" Buroni's eyes were dazzled, and he simply closed his eyelids, "I have a reaction, I'm almost hard..."

"Ah?" Ah Rong was stunned for a while before he understood, and it was a bit funny at once. Grandpa was urged by the neighbor's uncle to keep making medicinal wine. In fact, it is not as magical as in the legend, right?Besides, isn't it only effective for middle-aged men?

Turning his mind at will, Arong's gaze automatically and spontaneously swept to Buroni's lower abdomen. At this time, Buroni was leaning sideways on him, with his legs tightly together. The moonlight was limited, and there was only darkness there.

Ah Rong thought seriously, should I touch it to confirm?

Buroni groaned softly, which made Li Xiangrong tremble all over, and retracted half of the outstretched ghost claws. Buroni raised his face and stretched out his hands to pat randomly, and said angrily, "There is a mosquito! It bit me!"

It is not surprising that there are mosquitoes, Li Xiangrong rolled his eyes silently, stood up with his palms on the ground, supported Bronney to stand upright, "Let's go, go back and go to bed early."

Buroni scratched up and down with one hand, not knowing exactly where the big mosquitoes in the countryside bit him. He touched his face and scratched his legs, writhing all over his body and couldn't stand still. Half-dragged and half-dragged back.

When I came out, I didn't feel how far I had traveled, but when I wanted to go back, I realized that the journey was not short. The two of them lingered for a while like Siamese twins, but they only walked a distance of a streetlight.

Buroni was still scratching all over his body. He only said it was itchy, but he couldn't scratch the specific place. He scratched a few red marks on his fair face and curled up his legs to scratch for a long time.Ah Rong dragged him under the street lamp to look carefully, and indeed found several obvious red envelopes on his bare legs in shorts, and looked at his chin, which was also tragically swollen.

Buroni kept scratching the itch and asked unwillingly, "It's strange, why don't the mosquitoes bite you, and bully me as a guest."

Li Xiangrong replied solemnly, "I have type A blood. I heard that mosquitoes don't like type A blood, but love type AB."

Buroni said angrily, "Nonsense! I've never heard of it, what nonsense?" After a pause, he continued, "But I'm indeed type AB..."

Li Xiangrong was just talking nonsense, seeing that he was still thinking seriously, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Have you passed the alcohol? Go back quickly, there is toilet water at home."

Buroni tried his best to stand upright, and took a big step forward——immediately staggered, almost falling ugly.

Ah Rong hurriedly hugged him from behind again, moved his body and put his shoulder on his arm, put one hand around his waist, and hugged him from the front with the other. The two of them walked up and down like three legs. ,

Buroni was originally slightly taller than Li Xiangrong. At this moment, Arong shrugged his shoulders and pushed his waist up to support him, making it even more obvious that he had grown a section, with his hair hanging down and bouncing on top of Arong's head. Arong could only look away. He turned his face and looked away to see the road clearly.

Buroni put one hand on Arong's shoulder, and couldn't help reaching the other hand to scratch the mosquito bag above his knee, while saying bitterly, "Arong, my chin is so itchy. "

Ah Rong walked with such a tall figure and it was already extremely hard. In a moment, profuse sweat broke out on his back, and the refreshing and soft feeling just now disappeared without a trace. He only felt that he was hugging a huge stove. The stove was still moving and restless.

But you can indeed see huge red envelopes dangling in front of your eyes. Buroni's skin was originally as white and tender as milk, but now it's easier for the mosquito.

With his free hand, Buroni had to take care of both his thigh and his chin. Obviously, the injury on his leg was even more serious. He just focused on grabbing his leg, and rubbed his chin on top of Li Xiangrong's head.

Ah Rong was rubbed a few times, he couldn't laugh or cry, and persuaded, "It's enough to bear it, how itchy it can be."

His voice seemed to be soaked in alcohol, Bulangni murmured softly, "It's really itchy, could it be a poisonous mosquito?"

"You thought this was a tropical rainforest," Li Xiangrong said with a helpless smile. He was still thinking about whether he was so troublesome when he was half drunk last time, so he could only comfort him softly, "Go back and wash and you'll be fine, don't worry."

However, Buroni's thinking ability is infinitely divergent, "If a poisonous mosquito bites, if I am allergic again, do I have serum? Oh, I should suck out the poison first!"

He was flailing his hands and feet but refused to walk properly, Li Xiangrong really wanted to throw him out, ran to his house for no reason, drank for no reason, encountered poisonous mosquitoes for no reason!

Arong held Bu Langni's chin viciously, and the other party's green eyes shone like a beast in the night, he bit his head on the bright red mosquito bag, and sucked out a "tsk tsk" sound.

Buroni immediately froze all over, as if he had been greatly frightened.Li Xiangrong turned his head and spit out "bah", patted his face and said, "You've taken the drug, you'll be fine, let's go!" After speaking, he walked forward on his own, and didn't bother to drag him to help him.

Buroni responded in a daze, and followed behind with one high foot and one low foot. The light blue moonlight cast out a long shadow, and the distant street lamps were as ethereal as stars, and the surroundings were silent, but the messy footsteps brushed the ground, hurriedly His breathing was weak and could not be ignored, and the alcohol smell remaining in his body was still spreading. As the night wind spread far away, even Arong, who had not drunk, was affected, his head was dizzy but his heart was full of joy.

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