"What are you talking about?" Huang Yiqing turned around from the outside and entered the private room, followed by Pan Lizhen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Pan Jicheng didn't say anything with a haha.

"Let's have a meal, we're all hungry." Huang Yiqing sat in the vacant seat at the head of the seat, and he deliberately chose the two main seats that were close to Huang Mingyue. Pan Lizhen sat down next to Huang Yiqing, and Huang Anna happened to be on the other side.

One by one, the waiter served the hot dishes.

Pan Lizhen picked up a wet towel and wiped her hands reservedly, then smiled at Jin Wenlu and said, "Wenlu, you have also worked hard for a day, eat more." ”

"Thank you, Auntie." Jin Wenlu was a little uncomfortable when Pan Lizhen's overly enthusiastic gaze was watched.

Pan Lizhen didn't say anything, and glanced at Jin Wenlu again with satisfaction, she really liked this prospective son-in-law more and more. Just now, in front of so many people, he generously followed Huang Anna into the private room, that is, he clearly rejected some people's thoughts - her Anna can only be matched with such an excellent man.

Pan Lizhen has never felt so comfortable in the past two days, she solved Huang Mingchuan's big trouble without taking action herself, and found such an excellent son-in-law, Huang Mingyue, who is quite an eyesore even when she looks horizontally and vertically, can almost treat her as transparent.

It's time to find a time to have a good chat with Wang Juncheng, and give the matter of the two children, so that the big stone in my heart can really be put down.

Huang Yiqing looked at Huang Mingyue beside him who looked like he had no appetite, so he thoughtfully sandwiched a scallion roasted sea cucumber for her with chopsticks, and said, "The chef's specialty dish is the scallion roasted sea cucumber, try it to see if it suits your appetite?" ”

Huang Mingyue smiled reluctantly, but didn't move the sea cucumber, and took a boiled kale and sent it to his mouth.

Huang Yiqing didn't think it was wrong, Huang Mingyue went back and forth in the past two days, attending two funerals of her loved ones, and she should be exhausted both physically and mentally. The deaths of Shen Yunfang and Huang Mingchuan were just after-dinner conversations for the others here, but for Huang Mingyue, it was the pain of the collapse of the heavens - even his grief was probably less than one-third of Huang Mingyue's.

Pan Jicheng looked at it in his eyes and said, "This sweet chestnut soup is not bad, do you want me to serve you a bowl?" His eyes stared at Huang Mingyue diligently, and he was sure that in front of Huang Yiqing and Pan Lizhen, she would not refute his face again.

Jin Wenlu shook her head secretly.

Huang Mingyue showed a hesitant look.

Long Xiaohu turned the chestnut sweet soup in front of him, scooped half a bowl, and was not afraid of burning his mouth, so he directly took two sips and shook his head: "It's too sweet." ”

Pan Jicheng hates this Long Xiaohu standing in the way between him and Huang Mingyue the most, if he is bent on hard work, he just has to brush up his sense of existence from time to time.

"No, I taste fine." Pan Jicheng decided to say goodbye to Long Xiaohu.

Long Xiaohu drank all the remaining soup in the bowl in one gulp, pouted and said: "It's not surprising that Mr. Pan doesn't know, but I, who is a godbrother, have known since I was a child that Mingyue doesn't like to drink sweet soup the most, and when I was a child, I had to put salt in the pumpkin soup to drink it!" After speaking, Long Xiaohu shook his head, with an expression of how did you, an outsider, know these details.

Jin Wenlu knew that Long Xiaohu was right, Huang Mingyue didn't like sweets quite a bit, but she was not spicy or happy. When she was in love, Jin Wenlu often laughed at her for not looking like a girl.

Caught off guard, Huang Annajiao laughed a few times and said, "Then the taste of my sister and I is really 108,000 miles apart, and I like to eat sweet the most." Cousin, I can't reach that soup, you can bring me a bowl!" ”

Pan Jicheng knew that Huang Anna was relieving himself, and in line with the principle of repaying the favor, he smiled and said: "Anna, what are you calling me for, isn't there a lawyer Jin?" ”

Huang Anna said angrily: "Wenlu ......"

Jin Wenlu was smacked by her and had a dense layer of goosebumps on his arm, it seems that he is going to be a flower messenger tonight. Pan Lizhen stopped the chopsticks in her hand and looked at him with a smile; Even Huang Yiqing couldn't help but cast an inquiring glance at him; Not to mention Pan Jicheng, who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and Long Xiaohu, who has not yet figured out the situation.

In front of everyone's eyes, Jin Wenlu had to pick up the small bowl in front of Huang Anna and serve her chestnut sweet soup.

Huang Mingyue ate the boiled kale in the bowl without even raising her eyelids.

Huang Anna smiled and took the bowl from Jin Wenlu's hand. Honestly, she enjoyed the feeling of being noticed by everyone. has been an only daughter for more than 20 years, but two half-brothers and sisters have emerged to share the favor with her, and no one will be too happy to put her.

However, Huang Anna's good feeling didn't last for two minutes, and Long Xiaohu fussed at a new dish as if he had discovered a new continent: "This is a wild big yellow croaker?" ”

Huang Anna covered her face with a bowl and rolled her eyes, a countryman is a countryman, is it so exciting to eat a wild big yellow croaker?

Huang Yiqing felt that this young man from the same township was simple and lovely, and he did his best to be a landlord, and turned the wild big yellow croaker to Long Xiaohu, and said, "Is it wild to taste it." ”

Long Xiaohu was not polite, he picked up the fattest piece of meat on the stomach of the big yellow croaker with chopsticks, and then dipped it in the soup and sent it to his mouth.

"How?"

"Fresh!" Long Xiaohu smacked his mouth.

"Then you eat more, you can't easily eat wild big yellow croaker." Although Pan Lizhen was full of smiles, her words were tingling.

Huang Mingyue didn't say anything and continued to eat her kale.

Long Xiaohu didn't notice anything at all, and honestly and unceremoniously sandwiched several pieces of fish in a row, eating quite attentively, completely ignoring Pan Lizhen's mocking smile.

"This fish is fresh, but there are no flowers except umami." Long Xiaohu put down his chopsticks, grabbed the towel on the side, wiped his mouth indiscriminately, and said, "It's still our hometown's specialty salted fish, which tastes mellow!" ”

Huang Anna couldn't help but laugh out loud, what is this?

Long Xiaohu crooked his mouth and smiled, but said to Huang Yiqing seriously: "Chairman, what do you say?" ”

Huang Yiqing was stunned, he couldn't forget the taste of steamed salted fish in S Town for the rest of his life, and he couldn't help but nod in agreement: "That's it, the taste of my hometown is the first one wherever I go!" He has been working hard outside for so many years, and he often asks someone to bring back some salted fish from his hometown to comfort his homesickness.

Long Xiaohu gave a thumbs up, introduced Huang Yiqing as a confidant, and said: "I have basically eaten all the salted fish in the restaurants in my hometown, but if you want to say that the best taste has to be dried at home." ”

Huang Yiqing nodded frequently. The salted fish sold in the market is always not careful, how can there be a strict requirement for every process made by home, even the steamed fish skin is shiny fish oil.

"It's a pity!"

"What a pity?" Huang Yiqing was unconsciously taken away by Long Xiaohu.

Teacher Shen ...... Oh, it's my godmother, the salted fish she makes is the most authentic. Long Xiaohu said regretfully, "It's a pity that I can't eat it anymore." ”

The faces of those present showed a little embarrassed, and even Huang Mingyue, who was concentrating on eating kale, was stunned with his hand holding chopsticks.

Pan Lizhen was a little embarrassed.

Long Xiaohu was immersed in the memories and didn't realize it, and said to himself: "With that plate of steamed salted fish, I can eat the rice of a rice cooker without resting." ”

Huang Yiqing reflexively secreted saliva at the bottom of his tongue, and he still remembered that Huang Mingchuan specially brought back the salted fish carefully dried by Shen Yunfang from S Town in the first half of the year, and he only took the first bite and hooked his whole soul back to twenty years ago.

What is called a thing, a person, not everything!

Pan Lizhen stepped on Huang Yiqing under the table, Huang Yiqing came back to his senses in pain, and said: "We didn't have any vegetables at that time, we all relied on a plate of steamed salted fish for dinner!" ”

Pan Lizhen became more and more annoyed, it seemed that this Laoshzi salted fish was going to be ripped off endlessly. In her opinion, eating seafood is fresh, and eating pickled food is a way that poor people can't eat, and the more she talks, the more energetic it becomes.

Long Xiaohu's words were not shocking: "The chairman didn't eat the steamed salted fish made by Mr. Shen at that time, right?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole table was silent.

Shen Yunfang is a scar on Huang Yiqing's body, and as soon as Shen Yunfang dies, this scar will no longer have the possibility of healing. Originally, Shen Yunfang's funeral, Huang Yiqing was also going to go back with Huang Mingyue. However, Pan Lizhen did not agree to live or die, and cried, made trouble, and hanged himself, so he dispelled this idea. However, there is still a complex of red roses and white roses in men's hearts. Shen Yunfang, who was used by him as a rice sticky sticky to bounce off, has become a haunting white moonlight in his heart at this time, as long as he thinks of things related to Shen Yunfang, Huang Yiqing's heart will have a poetic and melancholy echo.

If vision could kill, Long Xiaohu would have been killed by the eye knife of Pan's mother and daughter several times.

In the silence, Huang Mingyue picked up a piece of boiled kale and sent it to Long Xiaohu's bowl, and said softly: "You also eat some food, don't just eat meat." She knew that Long Xiaohu was using this gag to vent her anger for her and Shen Yunfang, but everyone was gone, and it would be useless to fight for a breath.

Long Xiaohu smiled, stuffed the long kale into his mouth, and chewed it full. He was happy to see the deflated faces of this group of people, and thought that he had tricked him, but he was in turn scolded by him. Hmph, the chairman's wife put on the posture of a noblewoman, obviously angry, but she still had to swallow her anger and pretend to be generous.

No matter how good Huang Yiqing is, it's just a second-hand thing used by Mr. Shen, I don't know what she's proud of?

Huang Yiqing has seen strong winds and waves in the end, and he quickly skipped this section after two haha, and he didn't think too much about it, he only regarded this as Long Xiaohu's unintentional mistake. Besides, even if you take a step back, Long Xiaohu did it on purpose, and it was also for Shen Yunfang.

Pan Jicheng refused to fall behind, and first asked Huang Yiqing: "Uncle, it's rare to have a speculative conversation with Mr. Long, do you want to drink some wine?" ”

"Drink." In the end, it is not a happy event, although Huang Yiqing has long accepted the fact that Huang Mingchuan is gone, but the dull pain in his heart is like a bruise, and it will take some time to gradually fade.

Pan Jicheng got his approval and called the waiter to bring wine.

The waiter gave several bottles of colorful wine, and Long Xiaohu's eyes were straight, except for Moutai, which he knew, everything else was foreign wine.

"Mr. Long, I didn't let them go to Lafite in 82, so I don't have to be the wronged boss again." Pan Jicheng also had a thorn in his words, and glanced at Huang Mingyue with his spare eyes. If she could look at him more and give him a look, he would have let this countryman go.

Huang Mingyue looked at the bottles of wine and glanced at Long Xiaohu deeply, the expression on her face was quite indifferent.

Long Xiaohu suddenly didn't know that he was going to be drunk, and said a little excitedly: "I really haven't drunk so much foreign wine!" ”

Pan Jicheng smiled maliciously and opened a bottle of wine.

"Director Pan......" Jin Wenlu subconsciously felt that something was wrong, if he really drunk Long Xiaohu, it would really not be good-looking!

Pan Jicheng winked at Jin Wenlu and said, "I hate to see Mr. Long late, so of course I have to drink and talk about it." Besides, Mr. Long is Mingyue's godbrother, so he is not an outsider. ”

Huang Mingyue didn't persuade her, but just said in a low voice: "Drink less." "I don't know who it was talking to.

Pan Jicheng first poured half a glass of gin wine for Long Xiaohu, this wine is a well-known spirit, no matter how good the amount of wine he is, he will not be able to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest after a glass.

"Yo, this wine is beautiful in color!" Long Xiaohu grinned, raised the wine glass in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

Huang Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, Pan Jicheng actually took the gin of the cocktail and gave it to Long Xiaohu to drink, it was really dark.

"Come on, come on, cheers!"

Long Xiaohu didn't think too much, tilted his neck and poured all the wine into his mouth, drank too quickly and choked a few times.

Pan Jicheng took advantage of the action of wiping his mouth and secretly spit the wine in his mouth onto the towel.

"Mr. Long, good amount of wine!" Pan Jicheng understands that people who love to drink can't stand the praise of others, and this praise will not end up if he doesn't get drunk.

Long Xiaohu smacked his mouth and said, "It's much more powerful than the second pot head of Red Star." ”

Pan Jicheng smiled, but he was a little surprised in his heart, Long Xiaohu's alcohol consumption was quite passable, at least his tongue was still very soft. However, Long Xiaohu's face immediately turned red as if it was Guan Gong.

Pan Ji was sincerely proud and opened a new bottle of wine. Hmph, a mixture of several wines, I don't see if I cripple you!

Huang Mingyue watched Pan Jicheng pour another glass of whiskey for Long Xiaohu, and didn't stop it, but just thoughtfully scooped a spoonful of pine nut corn for Long Xiaohu: "Eat some food and press!" ”

Long Xiaohu blushed and had a thick neck: "Mr. Pan also drinks it, such an expensive wine, you can't rinse it in your mouth and vomit it." ”

Pan Jicheng secretly scolded Long Xiaohu in his heart, his eyes were really sharp, and he relied on this hand to survive dozens of drinking games unconsciously.

"I can't compare my alcohol consumption to Mr. Long."

"Okay, why don't I have a drink, and you have half a drink?"

"Good!" Pan Jicheng gritted his teeth, feeling that he still had a good chance of winning.

Long Xiaohu held the wine glass and did not move: "Mr. Pan drink first!" ”

Pan Jicheng gritted his teeth and sent half a glass of whiskey into his throat, and the burning sensation made him feel that he was drinking high alcohol at all.

Huang Mingyue was relieved, she carefully peeled another prawn for Long Xiaohu and put it in his bowl.

Long Xiaohu blushed as soon as he drank, but no matter how much he drank, he would only blush - so Pan Jicheng lost before he could drink it.

However, Pan Jicheng, who was unaware, saw Long Xiaohu drink a full glass of whiskey without frowning, and felt that victory was already in sight. (To be continued.) )