Lin Zeng's heart was mixed with sadness and loss, and he couldn't tell what it was like. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The feelings for Jiang Hua seem to be plain and bland, but they are like a jar of old wine that has been aged for many years, once opened, the wine has a strong aroma and makes people feel intoxicated.

However, Jiang Hua's response made Lin Zeng's mood fall to the bottom.

After Jiang Hua tied the bamboo shoots, he stood up with a smile, clapped his hands, looked like nothing had happened, took out two homemade sandwiches wrapped in oilproof paper from his backpack, and happily handed them to Lin Zengdao: "It's really hard, try the sandwich I made, add two portions of bacon, each part has two fried eggs, it tastes good." By the way, there are also two pots of passion fruit honey water, one for you. ”

Lin Zeng took the sandwich and juice, looking confused.

Looking at her expression, it didn't look like a refusal, nor like a promise.

Don't?

Is his confession too subtle?

Jiang Hua didn't understand?

Jiang Hua leaned on the electric car, lifted the oilproof paper, bit off a sharp corner of the sandwich, his cheeks bulged, chewed with taste, and ate happily, while looking at Lin Zeng with puzzled eyes, as if asking him why he didn't move.

Lin Zeng silently stared at the sandwich in his hand, took a deep breath again, opened the kettle handed to him by Jiang Hua, and poured in a sip of passion fruit honey water, sweet and sour, rich in taste, it was really ......

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

A sandwich bigger than Lin Zeng's palm, whole wheat bread sandwiched with fried eggs, bacon, lettuce and tomatoes and other toppings, it tastes quite good, ordinary people can use it as a meal, and it is just an appetizer for Jiang Hua.

"Hahaha, eat something to fill your stomach first, and we can make a big meal later." Jiang Hua didn't notice the mixed flavors in Lin Zeng's heart at all, swallowed the last bite of sandwich, and introduced the arrangement for a while, "Freshly dug bamboo shoots should be put into the pressure cooker immediately and pressed to remove the bitter taste." The first pot of bamboo shoots we make dumplings, fresh bamboo shoots and pork dumplings, super delicious, I can eat seventy at a time!"

Lin Zeng panicked in his heart and nodded silently, although it sounded like a good idea, but he felt a little tasteless, and nothing was boring.

"Stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork belly with bad vegetables, the delicious ones will swallow all the tongues. Take another bamboo shoot and stew a pot of duck soup, the rest of the bamboo shoots, this time pickle the sour bamboo shoots first, wait for two weeks, and then dig a batch, you can dry the bamboo shoots, and divide half of them, by the way, you can also take ten catties of fresh bamboo shoots back to eat......" Jiang Hua took the lead in eating the food in his hand, sat obliquely on the electric car, and arranged the treatment plan of these bamboo shoots.

“……”

The carving is so fine, how can the nerves be so thick. Lin Zeng put up this Teacher Jiang, and confessed that he fell on the cotton in a circle, and he was really speechless.

Lin Zeng finished eating the sandwich tastelessly, and the two returned to Jianghua Small Farm the same way, unlike the relaxed and comfortable mood when they left, he couldn't tell what it was like at the moment.

Lin Zeng helped Jiang Hua move the bamboo shoots out of the car, and saw a fluttering figure in white clothes, floating around among the flowers on the farm, and resentful female voices kept coming out of the roses. It's a pity that he was followed by a golden retriever dog with a tongue sticking out, which completely destroyed the ghost film aura created by Cao Xiaojun.

"Ah Jiu, I'm back. Jiang Hua called her very closely, and it was obvious that they were very good friends.

"Oh. Cao Xiaojun was immersed in his thoughts, glanced at Lin Zeng lukewarmly, and continued to walk around, muttering something to himself.

What a weird woman.

However, after this strange woman took off the terrifying makeup on her face, her facial features were very beautiful and exquisite, she was tall, her face was good, her temperament was reserved and vaguely arrogant, her skin was slightly pale, and she was a beautiful woman with a 100% return rate when she walked on the street.

Such a strong contrast made Lin Zeng feel deeply uncomfortable, and when he saw this beautiful face, he couldn't help but think of the flesh-and-blood ghost face a few hours ago.

Jiang Hua dragged bamboo shoots into the kitchen and brought out her stack of kitchen tools. Pressure cooker, meat grinder, vegetable grinder, and dough mixer, at first glance, it is a posture ready to do a big job.

"Ah Jiu, what are you going to eat?" The kitchen knife in his hand quickly cut the bamboo shoots one by one into evenly sized slices, Jiang Hua poked his head out of the kitchen window and asked Cao Xiaojun loudly.

"Don't, I have a date tonight, the little fresh meat of the last crew. Cao Xiaojun floated faintly from the flowers to the window, tilting her head, she glanced at Lin Zeng, and then at Jiang Hua, her expression suddenly became a little unhappy, her eyebrows were raised, and her face suddenly became more fierce. She stared at Lin Zeng, who was helping Jiang Hua clean the bamboo shoots, with an unkind expression, and poked her fingertips with purple nail polish in his direction.

Jiang Hua happened to put the sliced bamboo shoots into the pressure cooker, and didn't see her fierce expression.

Lin Zeng saw it clearly, but he had a very low opinion of this ghostly lady, and he was not provoked by her at all, but glanced at her calmly and did his own thing seriously.

"Little painting, I'm leaving. ”

Jiang Hua turned around, and Cao Xiaojun's fierce anger suddenly disappeared, and he changed back to the face I saw pitiful.

"Well, have a good dinner. Jiang Hua waved her hand with some pity, she originally planned that if Cao Xiaojun stayed to eat, she could take out the black pepper chicken nuggets and shrimp crisp in the refrigerator and fry them and add vegetables, but now it seems that she can only eat them tomorrow.

As soon as this lady who likes to pretend to be a ghost left, Lin Zeng felt comfortable all over. He also put the confession that was completely undiscovered by Jiang Hua in the back of his mind, and cooperated with the materials for preparing the pork dumplings with fresh bamboo shoots.

The process of preparing food is tedious and complicated, but it is plain and full of warm taste.

The fat and lean pork belly is fried in a pan of oil to give it a special aroma.

The dough mixer rotates to beat the dough and knead the tough dumpling wrappers.

After the bamboo shoots are cooked, the aroma of the plant's origin emerges from the pressure cooker.

These smells and sounds, intertwined, made Lin Zeng go back to the scene when his parents were busy in the kitchen during the Chinese New Year.

Lin Zeng thought of the ideals that had always existed in his heart.

Together, children are happy, plain and eternal, hand in hand for a lifetime.

It's that simple, isn't it?

Lin Zeng smiled, watched Jiang Hua pick up the rolling pin, and grinded out a dumpling wrapper of a suitable size by dividing it by two. He took it, dug up a spoonful of filling, and used the way his parents made dumplings in his memory, and pinched out a dumpling with edges and corners.

"Wow, the dumplings you make are so beautiful, I've never seen this kind of wrapping method!" Jiang Hua leaned closer and exclaimed.

"Hehe, the family heirloom cheats, it's been more than ten years, and the hand is raw. The corners of Lin Zeng's mouth curled, and his eyes were full of smiles.

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In such a cheerful holiday time, the author of the cup children's shoes caught a cold

Dizziness and bloating

It's so sad... (To be continued.) )