In the hall, watching Wang Ming put the family photo in his hand on the table, a strong fragrance overflowed along the air outlet above the lid, making the smiles on the faces of several people on the table even stronger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Thank you for your hard work, chef, come on, come and sit down." The old man smiled happily and said to Wang Ming, while Wang Ming nodded and sat down with Wang Rui.

"Family portraits? The meaning of this dish is good, and it really deserves to be a dry chef, and even the name is so good. Sister-in-law Wang Shuling said with a smile, the fragrance from the tip of her nose directly dispersed the taste of many previous dishes.

"This year's meal, the food is so comfortable, the hot dishes are some of the ones I have never touched, and I feasted on it once." Uncle Wang Qian also opened his mouth to agree, and his eyes swept over the family photo overflowing with heat without a trace.

"My brother's cooking is the best." The little girl Wang Li patted the fart very appropriately, and there was still the soup of the dishes on her small mouth, and as her voice fell, the family suddenly laughed.

Seeing the whole family enjoying themselves, Wang Ming had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then, he opened the lid of the family photo, and after the heat quietly rose, the fragrance in the hall became more intense, and then, after taking the small bowl on the side, each person shared a bowl, and sat down again.

The old man is very happy today, and he has a few more drinks, every year on the first day of the New Year, the family gets together, it is his happiest time, this year is even more so, compared to the atmosphere and interpersonal relations in previous years, more warm, and the happy atmosphere, so that the old man has a little drunk.

Life in the world, full of children and grandchildren, the family is very harmonious, Fang is the old man's greatest wish, looking at the familiar smiling faces in front of him, the old man smiled and retracted his gaze, and fell on the family photo in front of him that the fragrance continued to overflow.

In the milky white mellow soup, yellow and white egg roll slices float on top, and the main and auxiliary ingredients such as meatballs, ham and magnolia slices are semi-soaked in the soup.

The soup in the small spoon is in the mouth, a delicious taste with a little hot, directly spread in the mouth, the fresh aroma of the meat with a light fungus smell, making the old man mouthful, a mouthful of hot soup in the stomach, seems to dispel the drunkenness a little.

"This soup is too well boiled." The old man gently smashed his mouth, said softly, and then, put a small meatball in the spoon into his mouth, chewing, a more mellow and delicious juice seeped out from the meatball, the meat was fragrant, filling the entire mouth, and every bite down, you could feel the smooth elasticity of the meatball.

The old man chewed slowly, as if immersed in the delicious taste of the family photo, nodding secretly from time to time, while the rest of the people were also silent, enjoying the temptation brought by this delicacy, for a while, the atmosphere on the table became suddenly quiet, only the sound of drinking soup and the sound of chewing could be heard.

"Well... Good... Good. After tasting the other raw materials again, the old man had a look of satisfaction on his face, and a wrinkled old face with a smile, and after another mouthful of soup, he applauded again and again.

"You eat first, I'll prepare the meal." After a bowl of soup was served, Yang Xia stood up, and after speaking, she walked into the kitchen, while the rest of the people were still eating the dishes on the table, picking up the cup and touching it lightly from time to time.

Wang Ming leaned on the back of the chair, looking at this warm scene, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, after working hard outside for half a year, now when he returns home, facing a full house, it is the happiest moment.

"By the way, Wang Ming is eighteen years old this year, according to our local customs, it is time to talk about the daughter-in-law at this age, while she is young, she now has a house and a car, and she has her own business, so you have to look for one." Uncle Wang Qian put down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes fell on Wang Ming, and said with a smile, I haven't seen him for a few months, this nephew who he used to automatically ignore is now in his eyesight, and it seems to be infinitely pleasing to the eye.

"Yes, you see that the people in the village are the same age as him, several of them have got married, as the saying goes, when a family is established, the family is stable, and only then can they show their strength outside, as the old saying goes, it's always true." The aunt who had never spoken also coaxed, making Wang Ming a little crying and laughing, and when he looked up at the old man and his father on the side, the frequent nodding of the two made Wang Ming a little speechless.

"I'm still young, I'm only eighteen years old, what's the hurry." Wang Ming muttered quietly, then stretched out his chopsticks, like Wang Rui and the others, they had been busy in the kitchen, and now they had just started to eat something.

"Then I'll help you find it." Uncle Wang Qian smiled and said again, but Wang Ming shook his head, but he didn't open his mouth to refute, his character is like this, there is no such thing, he will not say it at will, especially in terms of feelings.

"Come on, let's get out." Sister-in-law Wang Shuling stood up, looked at the leftovers on the table, and after cleaning everything up, she took out the staple dishes from the kitchen.

Eight treasure spicy seeds, cold salad pork ears, lotus root fried pork slices, and a dish of Gaoli pork, snow-white steamed buns and rice were also served, according to their respective tastes to choose to eat, although the main dish has been eaten before, but in the face of this last meal and staple food, everyone still moved chopsticks.

After a meal, several people began to talk about family life, and Wang Ming walked out of the door, for some reason, in that high-walled compound, he always had an indescribable sense of grievance, and now as he walked out, breathing the fresh air outside, it seemed that the whole person was much more relaxed.

The sunlight in the sky reflected down, refracting the snow on the corner of the ground wall into a dazzling light, Wang Ming groaned slightly, stepped on the snow under his feet, and walked out towards the front.

Walking slowly along the gate of his grandfather's house to the rear, not long after, after going up a small slope, looking at the endless wheat field, Wang Ming opened his arms, greedily breathing fresh air, at this time in winter, the only verdant place in his hometown is the wheat field.

The breeze was blowing, with a slight coldness, and his eyes swept over this familiar scene, and the corners of Wang Ming's mouth outlined a smile.

"Wang Ming? When did you come back? The second dog in the village led the dog from a distance, carrying a rabbit that had died in his hand, and in the snowy season, leading the dog to find the rabbit hidden in the snowdrift is also a kind of entertainment and leisure.

"I just came back yesterday, and you're still going to play this on the first day of the new year?" A smile appeared on Wang Ming's face, and then he took out a cigarette from his pocket.

"I, Greater China, is developed." Ergou stretched out his hand to take the cigarette, said with a smile, lit it, took a deep breath, and in the face of Ergou's surprise, Wang Ming smiled and did not answer.

"By the way, if it's okay tomorrow night, come to Haifeng's house, our group of classmates, you can all go over there to play tomorrow night, and the Li Wu who played well with you will also go over tomorrow night." Ergou tightened the rope of the dog, and said to Wang Ming again, and as his voice fell, Wang Ming groaned slightly, and then nodded.

"Okay, you're busy, I'm fine." Wang Ming opened his mouth and said, and after separating from Ergou, he walked out to the field.

Ruixue Zhaofeng year, looking at the neat wheat field in front of him was covered with a layer of snow, Wang Ming began to revolve around the perimeter of the wheat field, the power of the earth is very wonderful, giving birth to all things, around the wheat field in winter, before the heavy snow comes, there will be a kind of algae plant called ground soft.

The ground is soft, also known as the ground fungus. It has a wide range of growth and is very adaptable. The taste is very good, like the crispness of fungus, but it is more tender than fungus, and if it comes to the best practice, in Wang Ming's view, it is still the filling, so that its characteristics and texture can be fully brought into play.

Wang Ming squatted around the wheat field, carefully removed the snow, looking for the soft ground in the hay below, the black and brown soft ground feels very good, and has a certain medical effect, fat reduction and bright eyes, but also fat reduction and weight loss, at the same time, it also has a certain effect on eye redness, night blindness and other diseases.

Time passed, the sky slowly darkened, and when Wang Ming returned home, Wang Zheng, Yang Xia and Xiao Wang Li were already watching TV in the hall.

"Wow, my brother picked up a lot of soft ground." Looking at the bag in Wang Ming's hand full of soft ground, Xiao Wang Li directly called out excitedly, obviously she also liked the deliciousness of the soft ground very much.

"I'm tired, I thought you went to play with your classmates, but I didn't expect to pick these things." Mother Yang Xia took the soft floor, and after entering the kitchen, she began to handle it carefully.

After Wang Ming finished washing, he watched the Spring Festival Gala broadcast on TV, and looked at Zhao Benshan's sketch above, and couldn't help but be amused to laugh.

"Ding Ding Ding..."Not long after sitting down to rest, Wang Ming's phone rang, looking at the familiar phone number above, Wang Ming pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Xiao Wu." Wang Ming opened his mouth to say hello.

"That, tomorrow is the second day of junior high school, there shouldn't be any arrangements at home, right?" Li Wu's voice came from the other end of the phone with a hint of a smile.

"If there's something, you can say it." Wang Ming opened his mouth to speak, and as his voice fell, Li Wu's voice came from the other end of the phone again.

"That, our junior high school classmates, who are still in their hometown, have formed a class reunion on their own, and tomorrow at twelve o'clock at noon, at the Zhengyang Hotel on Renmin Road in Qingxian County, you can also come along." Li Wu said with a smile, which made Wang Ming slightly stunned, and then nodded.

"Okay, I'll go over at noon tomorrow." (To be continued.) )