Survival in the end of food

Huo Xian frowned slightly, as if saying that such a trivial matter could not be done well.

Half of Zheng Yan's face was numb, he covered his cheeks, and spat out a one-dollar coin. Huo Xian still held the remaining half of a dumpling in his chopsticks, and put it into his mouth calmly, before pinching his chin, Signal him to open his mouth.

"Let me see."

Zheng Yan chewed the dumplings whole and swallowed them a few times with the other tooth that didn't hurt, and opened his mouth to show him.

Huo Xian scanned slightly and said, "No blood."

Then he carefully pressed his face with his fingers, "It hurts here?"

Zheng Yan nodded, and shut his mouth, Huo Xian had a lot of grievances against him, and actually used coins to frame him!

The fire on the coal stove was very hot, and the water for the dumplings soon boiled. Tian Cheng looked at the front in puzzlement, and asked, "It's strange, how did he know which dumplings contained money? I just tried them one by one. It came out. The eyes are really poisonous."

Li Guangming retracted his gaze and motioned Tian Cheng to look down.

The water in the pot was gurgling against the lid, Tian Cheng hurriedly lifted the lid, and the layers of white foam in the pot gradually fell down.

It took nearly five hours to make the dumplings, but only half an hour to eat them.

After lunch at two o'clock, I washed the dishes non-stop, and then started preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner without a moment's delay.

It was obviously a great day for Chinese New Year, but it happened to be much busier than usual.

Due to the large number of people, more than ten people cannot sit at one table, so we can only sit at two separate tables. In this way, two servings of each dish are prepared.

Covering his face, Zheng Yan meant that he didn't entertain guests, and he was eating by himself, so there was no need to make it too grand, it was better than usual, so let's forget about it.

Most people agree with this proposal, especially Tian Cheng who voted for it first. Having a meal of dumplings at noon is really tormenting. Now it is getting dark early, and we have to eat at seven or eight o'clock. I am afraid that the dumplings at noon at that time It's not digested yet.

Now that the decision was made, the group rested for more than half an hour in the afternoon before starting to cook.

As usual, Tian Cheng was in charge of the spoon, and Li Guangming and Zhou Zikang volunteered to help. Li Guangming had practiced before, and he was good at making dumplings. Cheng kicked it out with a spoon.

Hu Fei and Huo Xian were sitting together watching TV. At this time, Zhu Bajie was playing the role of carrying his wife. Hu Fei was so happy that he giggled. Huo Xian also watched intently, as if he had discovered a new world. His eyes were dark and soft, and he found it very novel. .

Shocked Li Yun, Tie Te and the others until their chins were lifted.

Zheng Yan reckoned that Huo Xian hadn't seen anything serious that a child should read, so he thought about playing "The Calabash Brothers" and "The Adventures of the Sloppy King" for those two ancestors, one big and one small, after finishing Journey to the West. ", "SpongeBob SquarePants", "Tom and Jerry" and so on...Hu Fei likes to watch, Huo Xian...should...like...like...right.

Li Yun looked at Zheng Yan with a complicated expression, then turned around and went to the kitchen to help wash and cut vegetables, and the people in the iron tower also bowed their heads silently to choose vegetables.

Rao Tian Cheng didn't look grand, when the dishes came out one after another, it still blinded Zheng Yan's eyes.

Sixi meatballs, braised prawns in oil, cold salad with three shreds, fish-flavored shredded pork, braised pig's trotters, chopped pepper fish head, egg skin fish rolls, double winter stewed fish maw, pepper and sesame red oil chicken... There are a few more dishes that can't be called When the name was mentioned, the red, white and white dishes, Zheng Yan was dumbfounded, and the ones that followed him were even more speechless.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour pork loin, sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour tofu, sweet and sour chicken wings...

How much she likes sweet and sour!

Zheng Yan manually closed his mouth, isn't it like this in many families, whoever cooks is in charge of the house, thinking that his mother didn't like to eat tomatoes back then, so he lived for more than ten years, and didn't know until he ate in the cafeteria in middle school There is still such a delicious combination of tomato scrambled eggs and rice in the world!

Tian Cheng came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, her forehead was shiny, Zheng Yan said: "You don't mind the trouble."

Tian Cheng grinned and said, "Hand slippery."

Slip on your brother-in-law.

There are so many dishes, and there are two servings of the same food. Naturally, they didn’t eat. The group of people didn’t do any other heavy work except cooking in the afternoon. No one moved chopsticks for a dish.

After eating and drinking enough, everyone drank some wine impromptu. The coal stove next to them was warm, and for a while, most of the faces were flushed.

Zheng Yan burped, people are hungry when they are hungry, sleepy when they are full, and the iron towers are still in high spirits, Zheng Yan has already started to push people away.

"You take away the dishes on your table, and we keep the ones on our table for ourselves. We should go back to where we should go. Remember to come and pick up the presents tomorrow morning. Take another day off tomorrow and start working the day after tomorrow."

Zhou Zikang couldn't accept it and said, "Is this going to break up?"

Zheng Yan squinted at him, "Otherwise, what else do you want to do?"

Zhou Zikang said honestly, "I want to... play poker."

As soon as Sun Ning said this, his eyes lit up, and he said, "It's only nine o'clock now, so we'll have nothing to do when we go back. There was a pack of playing cards at first, but they got lost somewhere later. Do you have many playing cards? Give us a pair!"

As soon as Sun Ning finished speaking, Li Yun gave a dry cough, and Zhou Zikang covered his face with guilt.

Wasn't he the one who took their poker cards? Later, because the number of cards was not enough, and the edges were severely worn, I don't know how long they had been played by others, so they threw them on the way when they came back.

Zhou Zikang looked at Zheng Yan, "Give them a pair, otherwise it will be boring to go back and stare."

Zheng Yan nodded, went directly to the bedroom, took out two brand new playing cards from the space, and also brought out a table of mahjong, dominoes, chess and so on.

Zheng Yan held something in his arms and delivered it to them, and Tieta and Sun Ning rushed forward to catch it with flattery, their eyes widened.

The monkey swallowed hard, and said, "Wow! You can do whatever you want, Uncle Zheng, are you Doraemon!"

Zheng Yan shook his head honestly, and said, "I don't have a random door or a space-time shuttle."

monkey:"……"

A group of people brought leftovers, and another person carried mahjong and dominoes and other things to pass the time, and walked away rumbling.

After the seven people left, the living room, which was already full, became much more empty, and the surrounding area became quiet.

With no outsiders around, Zheng Yan put the unfinished dishes into the space, Zhou Zikang wiped the dining table clean, and Tian Cheng said eagerly, "Fight all night, fight all night!"

Then he took out the playing cards from the bedroom, ready to continue fighting the landlord.

Zheng Yan sat on the sofa, leaned against the sofa and fell asleep for a while, stared in a daze for an unknown amount of time, when he woke up, his body was covered with a blanket, and his shoes were taken off.

Zheng Yan looked sideways at Huo Xian. Huo Xian and Hu Fei had read Journey to the West for ten episodes in one go. When they noticed the movement around them, they looked sideways at him and said, "Cold?"

Zheng Yan sniffed, but there was no mucus, so he shook his head.

"How long have I slept?"

Huo Xian said casually: "Four 10 minutes."

Zheng Yan sat up energetically, and the card game at the dining table behind him was in full swing. Three people in Doudizhu are the most suitable, and now there are four people, whoever loses can only be replaced, but there are two shameless people who don't want to leave There are people in the usual way, Zhou Zikang and Tian Cheng refuse to give in to each other, and neither of them is willing to leave. Occasionally, when there is a problem with the card, they will go to war and pinch each other. It is a joy to beat me and scratch you.

Zheng Yan wasn't sleepy anymore, he felt bored watching TV, felt itchy, and went to play cards when he got up.

When Tian Cheng and Zhou Zikang saw him coming, their eyes were very sad. There are too many monks and too little porridge, so why is there another one to share porridge.

Tian Cheng winked at Zheng Yan, "Now we have five people, what an embarrassing number of people, one more person can make two hands, Comrade Zheng Yan, ask Huo Xian if he plays cards."

Zheng Yan said without hesitation: "Let's leave early, it's not like you don't know that he has a lot to do."

Huo Xian's back froze for a moment.

Tian Cheng stroked her forehead, a troublesome ancestor came!

Zheng Yan sat at the table, flipped over a landlord card, and began to deal the cards.

The surroundings didn't know when it quieted down.

Poker is new, the cards are very slippery, and it is easy to accidentally draw two cards when the cards are dealt. Zheng Yan dealt more than a dozen cards, and felt that his thumb was also slippery, so he subconsciously licked his fingers.

As soon as the thumb was brought to his mouth, someone slapped his hand. Zheng Yan was unprepared, his other hand trembled, and the cards in his hand fell all over the table.

Huo Xian stood behind him and shouted in a low voice: "Why are you stuffing everything into your mouth?"

Zheng Yan: "..."

other people:"……"

Zheng Yan was startled, and remained silent for a few seconds, put away the cards on the table, looked up at the person above his head, "Playing cards?"

Huo Xian said coldly: "I don't care about you and you want to rebel against me? I don't play cards. Old men in their [-]s and [-]s are dazzled and have many things to do, so they can't see the cards clearly."

Zheng Yan: "..."

Zhou Zikang & Tian Cheng: "..."

Fuck, Huo Xian not only has good eyes but also good ears!When talking about American dramas before, Zheng Yan secretly complained that Huo Xian's hobbies are only owned by the old man... At that time, he thought he didn't hear it, so he pretended not to hear it!

Tian Cheng felt that he could write a book, and the name was "My Roommate's Diary of Finding Death".

After Huo Xian finished speaking, he turned around and left. Zheng Yan was used to him for a long time, and he didn't feel afraid. He just lowered his voice and said with a sad face: "I'm probably suffering from strict control over my wife. Huo Xian's control is so tight. This won't work. That one doesn’t work, he’s still stingy and loves to hold grudges..."

Before they finished speaking, the four of them moved in unison, they didn't even want the poker cards, and they withdrew at lightning speed.

Zheng Yan: "..."

Huo Xian was very satisfied with the acquaintance of the four of them, he stood up from the sofa again, walked back to the dining table, and asked in a low voice: "Wife management is strict?"

Zheng Yan nodded bravely.

Huo Xian put a blank face, supported his shoulders with both hands, lifted him up from the stool, and pushed him forward.

"Re-righteous husband."

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The lights in the Furniture City didn't turn off until midnight, and Sun Ning didn't realize something was wrong until the next morning when he was pouring food for Song Wenwu and the others.