The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s

51 cups of green tea

After Tong Xuelu said this, a pair of apricot eyes stared straight at him.

The air in the kitchen began to heat up. It was clearly autumn, but now it was inexplicably hot.

Wen Rugui blushed, along with her ears and neck.

He looked at Tong Xuelu, his heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat uncontrollably.

Didn't Zhou Yan say that girls are more shy?

Why can't she see a little shyness on her face?

He came to the kitchen purposely, originally looking for an opportunity to explain the relationship between the two of them.

Who would have thought that before he even opened his mouth, she would simply ask herself if she liked her, which caught him off guard!

Although something was beyond his expectation, it also disrupted his arrangement.

But now that he has confirmed his feelings for her, he will definitely not deny it, nor will he play hard to get at this time.

Wen Rugui took a deep breath, stared at her with black eyes, and said word by word: Yes, I like you, Comrade Tong.

Yes, I like you, Comrade Tong.

His voice was deep and clear, resonant in such a night.

It was like a feather gently scratching the tip of the heart, making it tickle.

Tong Xuelu looked at him.

He stood under the incandescent lamp, and the light made his facial features extremely three-dimensional, with long and thick eyelashes, a straight nose bridge, and black eyes staring at her without blinking.

She had heard the man's confession many times before wearing a book, and she had heard all the direct and fiery confessions.

Compared with them, Wen Rugui's words seemed simple and plain, but it was the most romantic confession she had ever heard, and it was also the one that touched her heart the most.

In the beginning, teasing him was partly due to habit and partly because he was too good.

Later, he treated himself better and better, bit by bit, she saw everything in his eyes.

It would be a lie to say that she felt nothing at all.

Comrade Wen...

Comrade Tong...

The voices of the two rang out in unison.

Being stared at by her, Wen Rugui felt his whole body tense, his heart beating so fast that he could hardly bear it.

He was about to ask her if she would like to have a date with him, but she didn't expect her to speak too.

Wen Rugui took another deep breath, and said politely, Comrade Tong, please speak first.

Tong Xuelu tilted her head and looked at him with a smile in her eyes: Comrade Wen, let's get to know each other for the purpose of not playing hooligans?

If the purpose is not to play hooligans, isn't that the purpose of getting married?

There was a boom.

The blood all over his body rushed to his face, and Wen Rugui blushed so much that he was about to bleed: Comrade Tong means that you agree to have sex with me, right?

Tong Xuelu nodded, then shook her head again: For the time being, I can't be considered a real target. Before we become a target, Comrade Wen must first pursue me.

If Comrade Wen passes my test, we will be targeted again, Comrade Wen, are you willing?

Men are like dogs, they often don't cherish the feelings that come too easily.

Besides, she didn't know enough about Wen Rugui, and she didn't know anything about his family, so she gave him a chance to pursue him, and at the same time let herself know this person better.

Wen Rugui nodded heavily: I am willing!

Pfft—

The crisp and firm I do reminded Tong Xuelu of the promise made at the wedding, and she couldn't help laughing out loud for a while.

Wen Rugui's face turned redder.

He didn't know what she was laughing at, he only knew that she looked good when she smiled.

Prettier than flowers, gentler than dawn, brighter than sunshine.

Can't take his eyes off him.

The autumn night is long, and the chirping of unknown insects can be faintly heard outside, accompanied by the sound of the wind, making this night even more warm.

A small insect flew over and landed on Wen Rugui's hair.

Tong Xuelu leaned towards him, tiptoeing slightly.

Wen Rugui choked for breath, her body smelled of herbs, and the hair on the top of her head brushed his chin, making him itchy.

He wanted to reach out and scratch, but he was afraid of scaring her.

For a moment, the whole person was as stiff as a sculpture.

Tong Xuelu raised her head, swept away the worms in his hair, raised her head slightly and hooked her lips: There was a worm on your head, but I swept it away for you.

Wen Rugui's whole body tensed up, and he said stiffly, Thank you!

Seeing his nervous look, Tong Xuelu couldn't help but want to tease him, but the days ahead are long, so she'd better take it easy

After finishing speaking, she took two steps back and opened the distance between them: Comrade Wen, let's make mooncakes together.

It turned out to be just sweeping away mosquitoes...

Wen Rugui felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart, he pursed his lips and said, Okay.

After speaking, he added, I'll go outside and wash my hands.

His palms were covered with sweat, and it would be embarrassing if she saw him.

There is water in the house, why do you need to go outside to wash your hands?

Tong Xuelu looked at the back of him running away, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Because of limited ingredients, Tong Xuelu only made Soviet-style fresh meat mooncakes and red bean paste mooncakes. In addition to preparing for Wen Rugui and others, there were also the Wei family next door and the Tong family over there.

After the mooncakes were made, Wen Rugui followed Tong Xuelu's instructions and put the plate containing the mooncakes on a small fire to bake.

The sausages in the cauldron are also ready now, and the smell of stewed meat is wafting in the kitchen.

Tong Xuelu was filling up the stewed pig intestines, and Jiang Danhong came in with two plates of wrapped raw dumplings: Comrade Tong, the dumplings are wrapped, where should I cook them?

Tong Xuelu was not polite to her either: Just use this pot, but this pot has only stewed braised pig intestines, so it needs to be cleaned.

Sometimes you are too polite to a person, but it will make the other person uncomfortable.

Sure enough, seeing that Tong Xuelu didn't treat her as an outsider, Jiang Danhong's solemn face relaxed a lot.

She put the raw dumplings on the stove, picked up the cauldron and went outside to clean them.

Soon the dumplings were cooked, as were the cold soybean sprouts, and they were finally ready to eat.

Pu Jianyi grinned and said, Comrade Tong, I wish you a happy birthday!

His gift was a big red kettle with yellow and white peonies printed on it.

It looks ugly and happy, very old-fashioned, but very practical.

Their house happened to be short of a kettle. Winter was coming, and it was inconvenient to not have a kettle.

Jiang Danhong also took out something to congratulate her: Xuelu, I wish you a happy birthday.

The two of them got to know each other in the kitchen just now, and they agreed to call each other by their first names, so they don't have to come and go.

What she gave was a Hero brand fountain pen, which is also a very expensive gift in this day and age.

Thank you, Miss Dan Hong.

Tong Xuelu didn't expect that she would give such a precious thing, and felt a little sorry.

But she didn't say no. If someone with strong self-esteem like Jiang Danhong didn't accept it at this time, it would make her think more.

Sure enough, seeing Tong Xuelu put away the things, Jiang Danhong twitched at the corner of her mouth and finally revealed a smile.

Pu Jianyi looked at Jiang Danhong, then at Tong Xuelu, and clicked his tongue: When did you two become so good?

Jiang Danhong had always had a grumpy face towards him, so she pretended she didn't hear what he said.

Tong Xuelu found that something was wrong between the two of them, and she was curious and said: Of course, there are more topics between women than between men. What's so strange about that?

Pu Jianyi gave another tsk sound: So it's like this, it's just right, you can persuade Comrade Jiang to give up reporting her father-in-law and husband.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly cooled down.

Jiang Danhong's face darkened suddenly, and anger burst out from his eyes.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid she would slap her in the face!

Tong Xuelu didn't expect Park Jianyi to be such a big pig's hoof, and his face darkened: Why should I persuade? Don't persuade others to be kind if you have never suffered from others. You have never experienced her suffering, so why do you persuade her to be kind?

Park Jianyi's expression was embarrassing, and he explained: No, I'm just...

It's you! Tong Xuelu interrupted him unceremoniously, If one day you are raped by a man and the back door is opened, the other party has an 80-year-old mother and a three-year-old child, his wife begs you Let him go, will you let him go?

Park Jianyi: ...

Wen Rugui: ...

Jiang Danhong: ...

Tong Jiaming blushed, Tong Jiaming and Tong Mianmian looked confused.

Tong Mianmian tilted her head, and said in a childish voice, Sister, what is the back door? What will happen if the back door bursts?

Park Jianyi: ...

Hearing Xiaotuanzi's question, Tong Xuelu almost burst into laughter: The back door is the back door, if it explodes, it won't work.

Tong Mianmian thought for a while, and seemed to understand, then turned to Pu Jianyi and said, Uncle Pu, then you have to watch over the back door!

Park Jianyi: ...

Pfft—

Tong Xuelu couldn't help laughing anymore.

When Jiang Danhong heard the child's words, her expression turned pale.

Park Jianyi's face turned pale, as if he finally realized that he had said something bad, scratched his head and said, Come on, I won't say it in the future, Comrade Jiang, I'm sorry, I apologize to you!

As he spoke, he stood up and gave a military salute to Jiang Danhong.

Jiang Danhong still had a bad look towards him.

Pu Jianyi looked embarrassed, turned his head and said to Tong Mianmian: Little friend, you call that Brother Wen, you call me Uncle Park, are you mistaken, I am half a year younger than that brother!

Tong Xuelu made a shocked look: Are you younger than Comrade Wen?

Park Jianyi: Why, can't you see it? I think my face is quite tender.

Tong Xuelu rolled her eyes: I really can't see it. If you don't say it, I would have thought you were thirty-five years old!

In fact, it's not that exaggerated, but Wen Rugui's face is very tender, and she does look several years younger than him.

Park Jianyi: ...

Park Jianyi was so shocked that he didn't want to speak anymore, turning his grief and anger into appetite.

Unlike the ones they ate in the past, pig intestines have no peculiar smell, are soft, glutinous and fragrant, fat but not greasy, and the more you chew, the more fragrant they become, which is very popular with everyone.

After the meal, everyone cleaned up the table together.

Tong Xuelu walked out of the hall with the basin in her hand, and Jiang Danhong followed behind: Thank you for speaking for me just now.

Tong Xuelu pursed her lips: I'm not talking for you, I'm telling the truth. In this matter, except for Sister Dan Hong, you are qualified to say forgive me, and no one else has it!

Haruki Murakami once said: If there is a solid high wall and an egg that hits the wall and breaks, I will always stand by the egg. Yes, no matter how right the wall is and how wrong the egg is, I'm still on the egg's side.

Whether it is correct or not is not decided by others, and it is not a matter of moving the upper and lower lips.

The things that Jiang Danhong has experienced are already bitter enough, why should insignificant people persuade her to be magnanimous?

When Jiang Danhong heard her words, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed into a line, and her eyes were slightly red.

Besides Wen Rugui, Tong Xuelu was the first person to show kindness to her.

After eating, Tong Mianmian felt a little sleepy, so Tong Xuelu carried her to the room to sleep.

Xiaotuanzi fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Tong Jiaming took Tong Jiaxin to the study to do homework.

Seeing that it was still early, Tong Xuelu proposed to play a game.

She brought a glass bottle from the kitchen and said to everyone: This game is called Truth or Dare, and the rules of the game are very simple.

The first person to spin the bottle, whoever turns the mouth of the bottle, loses. He must answer a question of the spinner and must not lie. If he refuses to answer, the spinner can slap the opponent's palm.

As she spoke, she took out another wooden plank. The plank is not thick, but it hurts when you slap your palms like this.

Park Jianyi had never played such a game before, and he smiled and said hello again and again, with a look of excitement on his face.

Wen Rugui and Jiang Danhong also had no objections.

And so the game begins.

Tong Xuelu turned the bottle first, the bottle turned around, and finally stopped facing Pu Jianyi.

Park Jianyi was stunned for a moment, and excitedly said: Comrade Tong, you can ask, I'm ready!

The corner of Tong Xuelu's lips curled up, revealing a sly smile: Comrade Park, if a man breaks through your back door, will you forgive him?

Park Jianyi: ...

What the fuck is the problem?

Wen Rugui and Jiang Danhong were stunned at the same time, and then both of them understood that Tong Xuelu was trying to mess with Pu Jianyi!

Park Jianyi is not stupid either, he gritted his teeth and said, Go ahead, I refuse to answer your question!

Tong Xuelu picked up the wooden plank and hit him hard on the palm.

There was a burst of pain in the palm of his hand, and Pu Jianyi suddenly took a deep breath.

This woman is too cruel!

He was just talking too much, why did he do such a cruel thing? !

Next it was Jiang Danhong's turn.

But it's so hard to die, the mouth of the bottle stopped facing Pu Jianyi again.

Jiang Danhong: Comrade Park, if a man breaks through your back door, will you forgive him?

Exactly the same problem as Tong Xuelu.

The corner of Park Jianyi's mouth twitched violently a few times: ...

Did she do it on purpose or on purpose?

Pu Jianyi finally refused to answer, Jiang Danhong picked up the wooden plank and beat Pu Jianyi's hand hard.

Jiang Danhong has worked in the countryside for more than ten years, and her strength is much stronger than Tong Xuelu's.

With this blow, Park Jianyi's palm suddenly became red and swollen.

He started to regret playing the game.

It was Wen Rugui's next turn.

He turned the bottle slightly, the bottle spun around, and finally stopped facing Tong Xuelu.

Tong Xuelu blinked at him: Comrade Wen, what question do you want to ask me?

Wen Rugui met her eyes, and his heart felt itchy again, but he couldn't scratch him: Comrade Tong, what's your favorite food?

Before Tong Xuelu opened his mouth, Pu Jianyi protested: Isn't your question too simple? Change one another!

Protest is invalid.

Tong Xuelu said: Sparse ribs, I like all kinds of ribs.

Wen Rugui kept the answer silently in his heart.

There are pink bubbles in the air that no one else can see.

Then finally it was Park Gun-ui's turn.

Pu Jianyi licked his lips, and glanced at Tong Xuelu and Jiang Danhong, ready to show off his skills.

He turned the bottle vigorously, and the bottle spun wildly, and finally stopped facing Tong Xuelu.

Pu Jianyi chuckled: Comrade Tong, did you agree that you can ask any questions?

Tong Xuelu nodded: Yes.

Park Jianyi laughed again: Comrade Tong, do you like comrades like Wen Rugui?

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the living room was quiet for a few seconds.

Pu Jianyi thought that Tong Xuelu would definitely be embarrassed to answer, and then he would be able to revenge and come back.

Unexpectedly, Tong Xuelu was not shy at all.

I saw her nodding her head: That's for sure. Comrade Wen is good-looking, kind-hearted, and knowledgeable. He is completely different from Comrade Park, who likes to talk nonsense and looks anxious. Such an excellent person, I I believe anyone who is not blind will like him!

Park Jianyi: ...

Fuck, is he here to be abused today?

Why talk about him again?

Where did he grow old?

People who are not blind will like Wen Rugui, so is it true that someone who likes him is blind?

Wen Rugui's face turned red again with a boom, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised when everyone was not paying attention.

Jiang Danhong didn't notice the pink bubble between Tong Xuelu and Wen Rugui, she thought about what Tong Xuelu said, and she affirmed it in her heart.

She felt that Wen Rugui was a hundred times better than Pu Jianyi, no, a thousand times ten thousand times better!

The next one was excellent, I don't know if it was a coincidence or Park Jianyi was too unlucky, the mouth of the bottle turned to him six out of ten times.

After one night, both of his palms were swollen.

Just bad luck.

It was getting late at night, and a few people were about to leave.

Tong Xuelu hurriedly packed the finished moon cakes and brought them back.

Pu Jianyi soon realized that something was wrong. Wen Rugui and Jiang Danhong each had four, while he only had two.

Park Jianyi pressed his tongue against the back molars, with a toothache on his face: Comrade Tong, why do I only have two? Are you trying to revenge me on purpose?

Tong Xuelu nodded unabashedly: That's right, because you said something wrong before, people like you who don't respect women and comrades don't deserve to eat moon cakes at all! If it wasn't for the sake of you forgetting a kettle, I don't want to give you either of these!

Park Jianyi: ...

Well, he deserves it, he will never say that kind of thing again!

Jiang Danhong glanced at Tong Xuelu gratefully, feeling warm in her heart.

It was as if she was walking alone on a tired night, and someone suddenly stuffed a warm water bottle into her arms.

Wen Rugui stood aside and looked at Tong Xuelu without saying a word, but his eyes were shining with pride.

Such a kind-hearted woman deserves all the beauty in the world.

When walking out of the door, Wen Rugui's footsteps suddenly became slower and slower.

Tong Xuelu rolled her eyes and said, Comrade Wen, wait a moment, I forgot to return something to you.

Wen Rugui was stunned for a moment, feeling blessed in his heart, coughed and said, Jianyi, please send Comrade Jiang back. It's getting late, so you don't have to wait for me.

Jiang Danhong lived in a different direction from Wen Rugui, so she didn't say anything.

good.

Pu Jianyi took a look at Wen Rugui, and faintly felt that there was something wrong with the two of them.

But based on what he said wrongly before, he dare not speak nonsense now.

After Pu Jianyi and Jiang Danhong left, Wen Rugui turned and looked at Tong Xuelu: Comrade Tong, happy birthday.

Tong Xuelu looked up at him: You said it just now.

Wen Rugui blushed slightly: I'll say it again. I made up what I didn't say before.

Tong Xuelu: When will Comrade Wen go on vacation next time?

No vacation.

Tong Xuelu blinked her eyes: So, Comrade Wen has no time to meet me? That's a pity. I still want to show Comrade Wen the skirt of 'Zhenliang'. It seems that I have no chance now.

Wen Rugui's eyelashes trembled and his heart beat like thunder: I can ask for leave.

Tong Xuelu tilted her head with an innocent face: Will this be bad?

Wen Rugui shook his head hastily: No, I will finish the base affairs in advance before asking for leave!

If he said he wanted to marry someone, the dean might give him half a month's leave!

Tong Xuelu hooked her lips: That's really great, then shall we see you next Sunday?

bang bang bang!

Wen Rugui's heart beat faster, his face was hot and he said, Okay, see you next Sunday.

Seeing his seriousness, Tong Xuelu couldn't help but want to laugh: Comrade Wen wait a little longer.

After speaking, she ran inside and took out four more mooncakes.

I'll take these back for you, and give them to your grandfather and that Uncle Zong to eat.

Wen Rugui's eyes lit up, just now he was worried that he could only eat one mooncake when he took it back.

Now he can hide the moon cakes and eat slowly.

After Wen Rugui left, Tong Xuelu closed the door and went back.

Walking into the living room, I saw the three brothers and sisters of Tong Jiaming standing beside the table, and saw her come in and said in unison: Sister, I wish you a happy birthday!

After speaking, the three of them took out their gifts.

Tong Jiaming and Tong Jiaxin bought a mirror together.

Tong Mianmian is eighteen candies, which she saved for a long time.

Tong Xuelu looked at them with a warm heart: Thank you, I like the gift very much.

Hearing this, several people showed happy smiles.

Tong Mianmian kicked her short legs and ran over, hugged Tong Xuelu's face and kissed several times: Mianmian likes sister the most!

Xiaotuanzi's big watery eyes were flickering, and his white and tender face was wrinkled from just waking up.

My sister also likes Mianmian the most.

Tong Jiaming stood aside and looked at them, thinking, it turns out that the word sister is not difficult to say.

The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Tong Xuelu originally wanted to go to the Tong family over there to give gifts, but she didn't want it to start raining before dawn.

It was raining harder and harder, and it was impossible to go out at all.

She had to give up.

She held up an umbrella and sent the mooncakes to the Wei family next door, and the Wei family sent her a fish.

Because of the rain, this Mid-Autumn Festival was not particularly festive, and many people were unable to go out to enjoy the moon.

At this time, Mr. Wen was sitting on the sofa, eating fresh meat mooncakes and exclaimed, Why is it raining so well?

When he received the moon cake from Nuncao girl, he originally wanted Wen Rugui to send some good things to the girl as a return gift.

Now it's raining too much and I have to give up.

Uncle Zong especially likes to eat bean paste mooncakes: There is nothing to do if it rains, but Miss Nuncao's cooking skills are really amazing. The commander said before that he wanted to take her in as his granddaughter. I think this is feasible!

If the commander accepts her as his granddaughter, he will be blessed in the future.

Old Man Wen took a look at Wen Rugui: If some people don't live up to it, I have no choice but to accept them as my granddaughter.

Wen Zhengqi Rugui took a bite of the mooncake, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

He's going on a date with a prospect next week.

Who is not up to date?