Tong Xiaoyan's face turned red with a "swoop".

She raised her hand, but still didn't fight.

Turning around and walking out, Zhuo Qinfeng turned his head back, the corners of his mouth raised.

Sure enough, you can't be too proactive in dealing with women.

He used his domineering energy in the real estate industry to chase women, and that's right.

Zhuo Qinfeng stretched out his hand, picked up the dishes, and shrank back with an "ah" sound.

Tong Xiaoyan hurriedly ran over, grabbed his hand, and said nervously, "Is it hot on your hands?"

Speaking of this, Tong Xiaoyan found that Zhuo Qinfeng actually looked at her, she quickly let go of her hand, lowered her head, ran out, and returned to her room.

Zhuo Qinfeng's eyes kept looking at her, and he felt that all the injuries today were worth it.

Zhuo Qinfeng smiled, blew his hands, and began to get busy again.

"Wait a minute!"

Tong Xiaoyan is back again.

She exclaimed, "Put your gloves on." ”

Tong Xiaoyan walked over and stuffed the gloves to Zhuo Qinfeng, but Zhuo Qinfeng didn't take the gloves, his eyes kept staring at her person, and then stretched out his hand.

"Wife, bring it for me. ”

"Think beautifully!"

Tong Xiaoyan stuffed his gloves into him and ran away again.

Zhuo Qinfeng looked at her back with a line of words, until Tong Xiaoyan left his sight.

"President, hurry up and serve the food, I can't put it here." ”

Cui'er urged stupidly.

Xi'er snickered and shook her head.

Xi'er is a person who has come over, and probably understands Zhuo Qinfeng's psychology at this time.

He must have no interest in doing anything, he only has Tong Xiaoyan in his heart.

Zhuo Qinfeng picked up the dishes, and his scarred face always showed a smile.

When he finished serving all the dishes, Zhuo Qinfeng walked out of the kitchen, walked into the bathroom, washed his hands, and when he came out, the moment he turned around, he saw Tong Xiaoyan standing in front of him.

Hallucinations?

Xi Yujun raised his hand and touched his face, he died of pain, it's true!

He hurriedly hugged Tong Xiaoyan in his arms, his lips trembled, and said, "Xiaoyan, I miss you—"

"Okay, okay, look at your face, I'll help you rub the medicine. ”

Tong Xiaoyan gently pushed him away.

Zhuo Qinfeng looked at her affectionately, picked her up suddenly, and let her sit on the bathtub, Zhuo Qinfeng kissed her violently.

This time, Tong Xiaoyan did not refuse, she catered to Zhuo Qinfeng very actively, and the two of them fell into the bathtub in depth-

"Baby, tell me the truth, do you want me?"

Zhuo Qinfeng asked softly.

Tong Xiaoyan asked him, and replied coquettishly, "No—"

Zhuo Qinfeng seemed to be a little sad, and the corners of his eyes were about to cry, Tong Xiaoyan hurriedly kissed him and kissed him deeply.

At this time, Zhuo Qinfeng's tears fell.

Tong Xiaoyan hurriedly let go of him, lay on his body, supported his body, looked at his deep eyes, and said: "I hate you every day, I miss you, I just don't hate you, Xi Yujun's leg, I was injured for me, I have no way to return to you, he-"

Before Tong Xiaoyan's words were finished, Zhuo Qinfeng had already kissed her.

After a wild kiss, Zhuo Qinfeng hugged her waist and said gently: "I understand, I know that you have me in your heart, so I didn't give up pursuing you." ”

"But, Qin Feng—"

Speaking of this, Cui'er outside was shouting loudly: "It's time to eat!"

Tong Xiaoyan hurriedly got up from Zhuo Qinfeng's body.

She quickly put on her clothes, and then pulled Zhuo Qinfeng up.

I brought a medicine box and helped him with the scratches on his face and applied the potion.

Zhuo Qinfeng's words were few, and his eyes were always looking at her.

After finishing, Tong Xiaoyan threw the cotton swab into the trash.

Turning around, he walked to the living room—

Zhuo Qinfeng stepped forward and hugged her behind him.

"What's wrong? Qin Feng. ”

Tong Xiaoyan couldn't feel his shortness of breath.

"Xiao Yan, won't you leave me?"

Zhuo Qinfeng's voice trembled a little.

Tong Xiaoyan felt bad, so he quickly turned around, and when he saw it, he was crying again.

Tong Xiaoyan looked at the back nervously, fortunately there was no one!

She leaned close to Zhuo Qinfeng's ear and whispered back, "I love you—"

After saying that, his face was flushed and he ran away.

Zhuo Qinfeng was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, his heart beat faster, and then, the corners of his mouth rose, and he shouted loudly: "Ah!"

There are some things that don't need to be asked anymore.

Tong Xiaoyan ran to the restaurant, and Zhuo Qinfeng followed. Like two couples, sticky together, feeding each other's vegetables.

At the dinner table, Tong Yue invited everyone to come back for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner the next day.

Zhuo Qinfeng was the first to agree.

Tong Yue had some accidents, Zhuo Qinfeng often needed to accompany Zhuo Zhi to eat, and it was impossible to come out during the New Year.

Seeing Tong Yue looking at him with a pair of strange eyes, Zhuo Qinfeng understood, and said: "This year, my sister is going to Ouyang Yangyang's house for the New Year, and then that Yao Jiali invited my dad and me, and my dad readily agreed, I think, that woman doesn't have much to do with me." Why go?"

So that's the case?

After the meal, Zhuo Qinfeng stayed at Tong Xiaoyan's house.

Late at night, Zhuo Zhi called and asked Zhuo Qinfeng. Zhuo Qinfeng explained that because of the New Year the next day, the Tong family, Tong Yue and Cui'er, because they were not in good health because they had just completed the moon, should not be too tired. Wen Simin accompanies his parents, and Yao Zhihang has long regarded Yao Jiali as his mother.

The rest of these who have no home, such as Cui'er, Xi'er, Zhuo Xihe, etc., will all come to Tong Xiaoyan's house for the New Year, every year.

When I woke up, it was already three poles of the sun. Zhuo Qinfeng slowly opened his eyes, feeling his arm tingling, he turned his head to look, snickering, Tong Xiaoyan at this time, lying naked in his arm.

Tong Xiaoyan pouted, and from time to time he muttered some babble.

Zhuo Qinfeng loved it so much that he turned around lightly and stuck to Tong Xiaoyan's naked and tender back.

"Hmmm......"

Tong Xiaoyan made another sound, so sexy!

Zhuo Qinfeng couldn't help but kiss her lightly on the face.

Tong Xiaoyan woke up all of a sudden, she habitually touched her mobile phone, and when she looked at it, her screams continued to expand.

"It's too late! Qin Feng, hurry up and get up and cook!"

The two went to the kitchen.

Something, it smells so good.

The kitchen has begun to stew the more difficult ones.

Then Tong Xiaoyu talked about the New Year's situation with one of his classmates.

Tong Xiaoyu's classmates are from Pingxiang and are authentic.

Her classmate said that when the lights of thousands of homes are bright and transparent, a family cooks meat, thousands of homes are fragrant, and the people of Pingxiang celebrate the New Year, what dishes are so fragrant?

Tong Xiaoyu is really a poet, speaking well, very cultural, for example: smell the rich and long aroma of fireworks, that is, the meat is dark red and attractive, delicious and delicious Pingxiang local specialties - Pingxiang bacon.

Tong Xiaoyu is really the most cultured person here. That's a lot of words.

It seems to have seen it, and it seems to have heard it.

Tong Xiaoyu's classmates explained that Pingxiang bacon is an indispensable local specialty dish in Pingxiang on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner table in Pingxiang.

He also introduced that Pingxiang people prefer the flavor of smoked bacon, and look at the big bowl of Pingxiang bacon on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner table with bright color.

Speaking of this, many people drooled, just like the beautiful bright red and the soul-piercing dark red, there is a mellow and rich pork belly, and the pork belly is separated by transparent and milky white.

Oh my God, it's almost a living temptation.

He continued, it was fat but not greasy, fragrant, dry and firm, full of elasticity, and the fat that rattled when you bite into it.

Tong Xiaoyu said, even swallowing his saliva.

According to his classmates, Pingxiang bacon is not only fragrant, the meat is still delicious, and it also has a major feature, which will not be bad for a long time.

Doesn't it break for a long time?

And such advantages?

Tong Xiaoyan feels that there are few such things, and it is impossible not to be bad, right?

Unless it's work.

Even if you work, you have an expiration date, right?

It's not just her, everyone has a doubt.

Absolutely impossible.

I really wanted to listen to Tong Xiaoyu continue.

Tong Xiaoyu cleared his throat, as if he had lost his appetite, and then said slowly.

He said that because of the regional characteristics of Pingxiang, Pingxiang belongs to a hilly area, full of pine trees, and tea oil trees, these timbers are just used to smoke roast pork, poultry, fish, mutton, dog meat, pig offal and so on.

It turns out that it is the effect of these things?

Then it's possible.

Because the smell of that pine tree should not be liked by mosquitoes.

Tong Xiaoyu continued, as we all know, mosquitoes are afraid of the smell of smoke, and people in Pingxiang sometimes set off fireworks in order to drive away mosquitoes.

"And such a thing?"

Tong Xiaoyan asked.

She could hardly believe that she could repel mosquitoes like this?

Isn't it?

"yes, it's absolutely true!"

Tong Xiaoyu replied. Therefore, Pingxiang bacon is placed unchanged after three dogs, and there are no mosquito bites.

Damn! so serious?

Cha Hehe asked, so how is the fragrant and long-lasting Pingxiang bacon made?

Cui'er asked, its whole set of processes is still quite complicated.

Tong Xiaoyu made a detailed explanation, he said that the season of making Pingxiang bacon is very particular, and it needs to be brought after the winter solstice.

Then, he explained that after the winter solstice, just close to the end of the year, Pingxiang people have always had the custom of slaughtering fat pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, sheep, etc., how to store so much fresh food?

This is a very important question.

It's hard to say anything like that.

Tong Xiaoyu continued to explain that the wise Pingxiang people thought of using fireworks to smoke. Before smoking, it needs to be salted for about half a month, and then hung on the stove.

How long does it take?

It's quite difficult to make.

Everyone thought it was a bit of a hassle.

Tong Xiaoyu also said that as for how high the hanging, it is also particular, it should not be too high or too low, about one meter or so.

More than a meter tall?

It's so accurate!

Tong Xiaoyu explained that the elderly in Pingxiang in winter are still used to heating up around the stove, messing with their children and grandchildren, or knitting sweaters, or hooking woolen slippers.