After eating, the two said goodbye to Alain. As soon as he walked out of the door, Lang Mo suddenly felt dizzy, shook his head vigorously and thought to himself: "Wow, this wine is really powerful!" Seeing this, the old principal hurriedly asked: "Xiaolang, are you okay!" He straightened his chest and said, "Do you look like someone who has something to do?" He didn't want to be embarrassed. After speaking, he walked towards the school with the old headmaster with some vain steps. I finally came to the school and entered my room. He hurriedly said to the old principal, "Principal, I have nothing to do, you go back and be busy with you!" The old principal saw that he was very sober, thought that he was really fine, explained a few words, and left the school.

After the old principal left, he couldn't control it anymore, and felt uncomfortable like a river in his stomach, so he rushed out of the room, vomited and vomited outside, until the sky was dark, and finally, he almost vomited bile. Holding on to the door frame, he didn't have time to pack his luggage, and fell on the bed board, falling into a deep sleep like a dead man.

He slept until about ten o'clock in the evening, and when he opened his eyes, he felt like his head was about to explode. I was so weak that I didn't seem to even have the energy to get up. "Damn, I can't believe that I, who have never been drunk, can be so embarrassed today!" he scolded. After resting in bed for a while, he got up and got some water to drink. I was just about to stand up when I felt like the world was spinning. He sat back on the bed with a 'bang'. At this moment, a knock suddenly came to mind outside the door. When he heard this, he secretly said: "Could it be the old principal, what should I do? If he sees me like this, he will definitely be laughed to death, no, I have to pretend to be asleep!" Who knew that the knock on the door was relentlessly loud, and it became more and more urgent, so I had no choice but to shake it to open the door.

When he opened the door, Lang Mo was stunned, and what appeared in front of him was not the old principal, but the pretty Alain! Seeing Lang Mo's embarrassed appearance, Alan smiled and said, "How about it, can you do it!" After speaking, he carried a large jar, and regardless of whether he agreed or not, he went directly into the room.

When Alain came in, he found a teacup on his desk. Then he lifted the lid of the jar, poured out a glass of sugar water full of strange smells, blew it lightly with his mouth, and then carefully held it, came to Lang Mo, and said with a smile, "Drink it!

As soon as he heard that he could relieve the hangover, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, Lang Mo picked up the teacup, drank it in one gulp, and after drinking, he added it with his tongue, feeling sweet and sour.

Asked: "What kind of soup is this?" Alain: "This is called sour jujube and kudzu root hangover soup, you don't understand it! Like it or not, drink another bowl!" After speaking, he poured out another bowl, Lang Mo looked at it, anyway, now this headache is going to death, since Alan said that he is very smart, then drink it!

Three bowls of decoction under the stomach. Lang Mo seemed to feel a lot better.

Azan seemed pleased with Langmo's performance, and turned around and brought out a large bowl of noodles from the basket, a stack of pickles, and a stack of greens. He said, "Hungry, eat." I haven't prepared any good food for you, but it's better to eat a little vegetarian food when you're drunk, it's better for your health. ”

Since he had vomited all the food he had eaten at noon, he now found that his stomach was empty. When I saw the noodles, I was not polite, and I put them in my stomach after dividing five by two. After eating the noodles, he tossed it, and in this way, Lang Mo felt that his spirit had recovered more than half of it at once. The head won't hurt so much.

Lang Mo smiled and said: "Alan, what is this called sour jujube dog flower root soup, it's really magical!" Alan said: "You can still say, tell you not to drink so much, you want to drink, I brew my own wine, I don't know how powerful it is, let alone you, people who are more powerful than you can't drink two pots! I'm really worried, so come and take a look." ”

"Then how do you know I'm drunk?"

"That's because you were vomiting outside, and a kid saw it, and I happened to hear it again, so I came over and took a look. Lang Mo scratched the back of his head, grinned embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, the first time you drank in your restaurant, you got drunk like this bear, and in the future, I didn't dare to drink like this when I was killed, to be honest, this is the first time I have been drunk in my life, it's too uncomfortable!"

"It's good to know, I think you're getting better, and I should go back too!" Alain said, smiling. Lang Mo, who came to his senses, saw her sweet smile. For no reason, he really didn't want her to leave! I wish I could talk to her for a while. But the first time they met, it added a lot of trouble to others, what else could he do?

He smiled: "Okay, thank you so much! Do you want me to send you?" Alan waved his hand again and again: "No! No! I'll go back by myself, you can rest early." ”。 ”

After speaking, he turned around and smiled softly, walked out of the room with the empty basket, and closed the door with his hand.

After Alain left, Lang Mo slapped himself hard, he felt that he had just said the wrong thing, and it should have been 'I'll send you back', not 'Do you want me to send you back!'

But it was too late to get annoyed, and Rangmore lay back on the wooden bed. Somehow, he suddenly noticed that his head seemed to be filled with Alan's sweet smile and charming eyes. I can't get rid of her, can't I like her, right?

After tossing and turning for a while, I went outside to spill a few packets of urine in a row, and released a lot of residual alcohol in my body until about one o'clock in the morning. He finally re-entered the dream fairyland.

In a trance, he saw a woman dressed in a lilac dress like a spring dream, but she couldn't see her face clearly, and she was running happily in the forest, laughing. Suddenly, the girl fell, and Langmo finally caught up with her, and hurriedly went to help her up, and he finally saw her face clearly. It turned out to be Alain!

I only heard Alan ask, "Principal Lang, do you like me?" Lang Mo said, "Yes, please marry me!"

"Do you want me to bring a dowry?"

Lang Mo shouted excitedly: "Yes, of course, the more dowry, the better." It's best to use a train pila. ”

Alan suddenly changed his face and said: "Hmph, if you want it, you want to be a big-headed ghost! Look at your sex, you are purely a liar! You are a bad wolf, and you are a bad wolf who cheats money in human skin, you dare to come here to do nonsense, see how I clean you up!"

Lang Mo hurriedly said: "Nonsense, I am a human, how can I be a wolf?"

"Look at yourself!" Lang Mo looked down and was shocked, how did he become a big four-legged bad wolf? Before he could understand what was going on, Alan picked up a double-barreled shotgun, and with a 'bang' on the ground, it was a shot. Lang Mo was so frightened that he shouted, "Don't!" and jumped up from the ground.

When I opened my eyes, I was sitting straight on the bed!

Damn, it was a dream! Why did I have such a dream? I am a wolf? She's a hunter?" he smiled wryly.

He looked out the window, and it was already dawn, and the big rooster in the village was still crowing vigorously: Oh, oh, oh, it was dawn! Stretched a big lazy waist. Lang Mo found that his drunken sequelae had been completely eliminated, and it seemed that Alain's hangover soup was really good.

Opening the door and coming to the playground, the sun was already showing half of its red face from the forested peak behind the school. He took a few deep breaths: what sober air! This is many times stronger than the smelly, dusty city. He started running on the playground, moving the muscles and bones of the province while running, which he had been doing for many years.

The countrymen got up early, and many uncles and aunts who came to the well next to the school to dive into the water saw Lang Mo who was constantly squirming on the playground and said: "The children in the city are different, and they have to practice dancing in the morning!"

After running, Lang Mo began to plan what he should do. Originally, according to his original intention, he came a few days in advance, firstly, to come to the school to familiarize himself with the environment, and secondly, to prepare the things that the children need to prepare when the new semester starts, such as registration forms, prepare some books and other things. Although the smallest official in the education system at that time was also a principal, he had to have the appearance of a principal. Who knows. The old headmaster told him yesterday that he didn't bother at all, and that he had arranged everything. Just wait for school to start. This came as a surprise to him.

He began to wonder: go home, home is in the provincial capital, too far away. Not to mention the rest, even the cost of the road is not cost-effective. If you don't go home, why are you staying here? You can't use the Internet, you can't go shopping, you can't drink with your classmates, you can't ..... drinking with your classmates.

He began to be a little annoyed, and what made him even more depressed was that when he came here, he brought a mobile phone, which was a very old Nokia mobile phone, and there was usually something wrong, either the sound was small, or the screen was black, he wanted to come to Fenghua Village to change to a new one, but he was in a hurry, and it was just that, but, after coming to Fenghua Village, this mobile phone completely drew a line with his master, and completely struck, no, no matter how neat, there was no signal. He wanted to call his family or his big brother, but when he saw this situation, he was so angry that he smashed the phone to pieces.

As he struggled, his stomach began to rumble again. Only then did he think of a big question: What did he eat in the past six or seven days?

Just when Lang Mo was scratching his head and worrying about the three meals a day, he suddenly thought that the old principal seemed to have told him yesterday that the school kitchen was in the last room of his row of houses. The rice and vegetables were ready, and the old principal wanted him to go to his house for dinner, but because the farm work was too busy these days, the daughter-in-law of the village had lunch in the field these days. He will also be busy serving those who are busy in the rice fields. So he had to cook by himself. It's just that because I was drunk last night, I forgot about it all early. Only then did he understand why when he entered the village at noon yesterday, all he saw were little children and old people, and it turned out that this was the case.

When I came to the door of the kitchen, I pushed the door open, and it was indeed the kitchen inside. The kitchen was full of dirty, black fumes, a lot of vegetables on the ground, a few pieces of bacon hanging on the beams of the room, a cured duck, it seemed that the old principal had prepared all the preparations. It's just that when he saw the rice cook inside clearly, he was immediately dumbfounded. The kitchen in the countryside is not as convenient as in the city, with rice cookers, gas stoves, geomagnetic pots, etc. It is a big stove here, a large pot is used, and it is burned with firewood.

When he came to the stove, Lang Mo looked at the big black stove and was very curious. But for him, who has never cooked, he may not be able to cook rice at home with modern kitchen utensils, let alone this new weapon in the countryside. So breakfast in front of me has become quite a challenging job. But the living must not be suffocated to death. Headmaster Ben doesn't believe he can't cook breakfast!' he muttered to himself.

He thought carefully about the procedure for cooking, and then began to do it. Wash the dark cauldron. I found some rice in the large vat in the kitchen and put it in the pot. Then add some water and cover the cauldron. Then squatting at the stove, he first lit the pine hair with a match, put it into the big stove, and then began to put firewood in the super large stove, but the fire in the big stove was not as strong as he imagined, and the smoke poured out vigorously. And the feeling that seems to be extinguished. So I added some firewood, but it didn't work. He was a little anxious, and suddenly found that there was a bamboo tube about one meter long at the door of the stove. He picked it up and looked at it and said, 'Could it be that this is the blowtorch that the countrymen use when cooking?' ’

Picking up a blowtorch and puffing up his cheeks, he worked hard to deliver oxygen to the big stove, who knows, the more he blew, the bigger the smoke, until he choked a handful of snot and tears, so embarrassed!

Outside the kitchen, a young girl was jumping past the school gate with a load of water, and suddenly saw the smoke billowing from the school kitchen, and was startled, thinking that there was a fire. So he jumped his load of water and rushed to the kitchen, shouting, "It's on fire! The school is on fire, come on!"

Since it was still early, many villagers at the end of the village had not yet gone to the ground, and when they heard that the school was on fire, they had to do it! They couldn't burn the school if they couldn't burn it! So they hurriedly grabbed the basin and barrel and came over the school in a hurry.

Na Lang Mo couldn't stand the smoke in the kitchen, so he had to rush out of the kitchen. As soon as I rushed to the door, I was caught off guard, and a bucket of cold water was splashed in my face, giving me a free bath from head to toe. Wiping the cold water on his face, he opened his eyes and saw a girl with a beautiful face, a well-proportioned body, and dark skin in front of him looking at him stupidly with a wooden bucket.

"Why did you splash me with cold water?" asked Lang Mo. He felt a little inexplicable, but it was not easy to get angry, after all, there was a beautiful big girl in front of him. The girl stammered, "The kitchen isn't.... Isn't it on fire?" When Lang Mo heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "What are you talking about? I'm cooking!" The villagers who came one after another rushed to the school while calling for firefighting. Like the girl, they were amused by the cat-like face in front of them. After figuring out the situation. Suddenly, the old and young laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up straight. An old man said: "Principal Lang, this is not your fault, you have not cooked in the countryside, otherwise, you can come to my house to eat, there is no good food, I hope you don't dislike it." As soon as the old man said that, the enthusiastic villagers all asked him to go back to their homes for dinner, which made Lang Mo a little moved.

Lang Mo hurriedly said: "Uncles and aunts, thank you for your kindness, I can do it myself, really! When he said this, the villagers were willing to disperse. But the girl who splashed him did not leave, he came to the kitchen, and told Lang Mo the details of cooking, saying that the firewood in the stove should not be put too much, and if there is too much, it will be extinguished. When the rice is half-cooked, it is scooped up and then put into a special rice steaming utensil, which is used to steam rice. (The 'retort' is made of thick wood chips, usually about half a meter in diameter, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and a bamboo strip is placed at the bottom to form a spired-shaped partition, which can not only make the rice not stick to the water in the pot, but also facilitate the entry of steam) Then there is the work of stir-frying, and he also taught it carefully before leaving. Lang Mo looked at her departing back and smacked his lips: "It's strange, this place is full of beautiful women." I should have asked her name!"Stupid, stupid!" He was a little remorseful. I went back to the room and washed my face, and said secretly: "It seems that it is really not easy to eat this meal, what should I do?"

He was stunned in the room for a while, and then suddenly it occurred to him, isn't there a 'Xiaoyun Restaurant' in this village? These are all ready-made, so why do you have to do it yourself? Besides, Alain came to see himself last night, so it would be better to express his gratitude! Besides, people are your benefactors, and you don't seem to have any substantive thanks except to say thank you so far.

Yes, that's a good reason! Thinking of Alain, he suddenly felt that the blood in his body seemed to flow much faster.

Changed into a brand new white shirt and wore a pair of dark jeans. Then carefully cut his hair in front of the small mirror. Whistling, he set off.