Chapter 55: Men are misguided!
Meng Qing felt that the three requests he made looked a little funny now.
The little girl is amazing, and she is full of combat effectiveness.
Except for the need for him to work hard to pull the goods, there is no need to do anything else.
I went out early and returned late for three days, and finally bought everything I should have done.
Meng Qing is tired of becoming a grandson, and Jiang Zhilian, who is in an unstable condition, is more tiring than pulling a cart.
This girl is like a nervous disorder, one moment she laughs like an innocent and harmless little white rabbit, and the next second she may become a fierce beast that eats people and does not spit out bones.
Halfway through the fight, it will suddenly turn rainy and sunny because of the reversal of the situation, and the enthusiasm is unbearable.
Meng Qing was really afraid of the boss who sold the goods or the guests who grabbed the goods with her, so she was angry and beat her.
If there is a real fight, Jiang Zhilian may not be able to retreat with her whole body.
Just like this from morning to night, he can't be tired!
My uncle got married, and he, who was a nephew, almost took off a layer of skin.
Qiao Dong didn't get much better, so he brought cigarettes and candy early in the morning and went door-to-door to inform the time of the wedding banquet.
If you meet someone who likes to chat, you have to chat with you for a while.
When he got home, he still had a lot of work to do.
It is necessary to build a temporary stove of green bricks, build a shed of flowing water mats, and make some wooden tables and benches.
Qiao Dong was born as a carpenter, so these jobs are not a problem.
But after a busy day, I had to continue to stay up late to catch up with work, and my physical strength was a little too serious.
Fortunately, Mu Jiaojiao is caring, and she will always accompany him at night, cheer him up, and accompany him to tease and relieve fatigue.
Qiao Ruiling didn't rest, she went to the homes of several good sisters to borrow bowls, pots, and cauldrons, and asked them if they could come over to help when the time came.
Because cutting vegetables, side dishes, lighting fires, serving vegetables, plating, serving dishes, etc. all require a lot of manpower, these women who are used to kitchen work, with neat hands and feet, are the best choice.
They all enthusiastically accepted the errand.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Qiao Dong and Mu Jiaojiao got married.
As soon as the sky was bright, Jiang Zhilian got up.
She sat on the bed and woke up, and it took a long time for her eyes to be fully opened.
Meng Qing heard the noise and sat up as well.
A glimmer of light shone through the gap in the curtain, shining on Jiang Zhilian's thin body.
He glanced at her, and dimly saw the little pale face on her slender neck, and couldn't help but persuade kindly: "Sleep a little longer, the banquet will be open at noon." ”
Jiang Zhilian shook her head, "No, I have to prepare in advance." Otherwise, if you are in a hurry, it will affect the taste of the dish. ”
Meng Qing looked at the firmness in her eyes, remembering how desperately she was trying to grab good ingredients, and suddenly realized that her feelings for food were the same as he did for animals.
They are people of faith, and there is a sacred and profound meaning in this faith that no one else can understand.
"I'll help you wash and chop the vegetables." Meng Qing got out of bed with her clothes on, and her voice was hoarse in the morning.
"No, your mother has hired a helper, and it is estimated that she will come over in a while." Jiang Zhilian glanced at him, "Don't come here to help." ”
Meng Qing: "......"
Kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!
According to the highest specifications, Jiang Zhilian made 24 dishes, with a balanced mix of hot and cold dishes. A "sweet plate" is also carefully prepared, which is equivalent to a dessert after a meal.
Firecrackers crackled and the witness was the captain Song Fulai, who read out the marriage certificate and presided over the newlyweds' chapel.
One worships heaven and earth, the second worships the high hall, and the husband and wife worship each other.
The man, Gao Tang, has passed away, and the woman Gao Tang is unable to attend.
They saluted Qiao Ruiling and completed this part of the procedure.
The members of the club sat in the shed with the big red word of happiness, coaxing, shouting blessings, which were mixed with some children's inappropriate jokes, which instantly made the scene lively and prosperous.
Song Fulai said hello in advance and knew that the process was simple, so he quickly shouted "open the seat" at the top of his throat!
Meals began to be served one after another, and the newlyweds toasted, and everyone staggered and talked about the wine.
The children were eating, running and jumping.
The Seven Star Village Brigade has not had such a lively and festive scene for a long time.
Jiang Zhilian was still busy, and there was a faint pain in the place where she had broken bones before.
You can imagine how much effort it takes to stir-fry one after another large iron pots with a diameter of one meter.
Repeated use of bones that have not healed will definitely be unbearable.
But she has never been a person who escapes from the battle, and she gritted her teeth to handle this flowing water seat properly and perfectly.
Seeing everyone smiling and feasting, the satisfaction in her heart can relieve all the pain.
But Meng Qing was still sensitively aware that something was wrong with her.
"Hurt?" He stepped forward and whispered.
"Nope." Jiang Zhilian didn't bother to say a word, she put the rice and dates on the pot and steamed, and then ran to another earthen stove to fry sweet potatoes.
A gust of wind blew, and all the oil smoke hit her already red face, and she squinted, unmoved.
"And what's wrong with you?" Meng Qing asked persistently.
Jiang Zhilian didn't have time to pay attention to him, "It's not much, don't bother me." The heat is bad, are you responsible? ”
"......" Meng Qing was stunned, grabbed her wrist, and twisted it up.
Jiang Zhilian was caught off guard, and cried softly in pain, "Hiss...... Hurt! You let go! ”
"The last time you broke your bone, it's not good?" Meng Qing guessed the reason.
"It's cold, it's a little painful, it's not in the way, you let go, I'm busy!" Jiang Zhilian's forehead and nose were full of beads of sweat, and she was afraid that the sweat would drip into the pot, so she took out a handkerchief from time to time to wipe the sweat.
Although I am busy and tired, I will be inexplicably excited to cook dozens of people's meals in such a large iron pot at once.
There is no substitute for this kind of satisfaction.
Meng Qing was hesitant, not knowing whether to stop her reckless behavior.
He is a veterinarian, and a veterinarian is also a doctor, adhering to the principle of a doctor, he took away the shovel from Jiang Zhilian's hand, "You guide, I'll fry it." ”
Jiang Zhilian: "......"
Doesn't this man understand human speech?!
"You can't blow it up." Jiang Zhilian tried to snatch the shovel back, but Meng Qing relied on her height advantage and did not let her succeed.
"If you guide me well, I will be able to blow it up." Meng Qing eased her tone and stared at her shining eyes, "Be obedient, if you can't raise your bones this time, you won't be better in the future." Do you wish that your arms would never be able to hold on to your strength? What's in it for your career? Please, think long-term. ”
"The three on the side can be served, hurry up! It's over! Jiang Zhilian stared at the sweet potatoes in the pot, and her tone was not shocked.
Meng Qing: "......"
Figured it out pretty quickly.
He hurriedly carried out Jiang Zhilian's instructions, eager to grow ten pairs of hands.
"Is this plate sprinkled with sugar? Did you miss it again? How can you miss it? Meng Qing, are you a pig brain?! ”
Meng Qing was so trained that he couldn't raise his head.
Jiang Zhilian rubbed her shoulders, watched and listened to all directions, flying around like a butterfly, guiding everyone's work.
"Hurry up and bring over the three tables of braised fish over there, be careful when serving, don't break it."
"There isn't much bacon in powder skin, so divide it evenly! If you don't have a table, you won't be able to eat. ”
……
Jiang Zhilian turned her head and looked, she was so angry that she was angry!
"Meng Qing! Are you lame? The ones on the enamel plate are for adults to eat, and they should be topped with rice wine. The plate with the word "happy" is for children to eat, and boiling water should be used, not wine! Are you confused again?! When treating animals, how many sheep and chickens have to die if you are so careless! ”
Meng Qing's cheeks flushed with shame.
I saw that although Jiang Zhilian was busy just now, she was not so chaotic.
It's strange, it's a simple thing, how can it be done differently than you think.
Jiang Zhilian glanced at him, seeing that he didn't talk back or resist, didn't make excuses for himself, and looked serious, and suddenly lost his temper.
Not only that, but she saw that his good-looking brows were slightly wrinkled, the tip of his nose was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his lips, which were too involved and tightened, turned pink due to congestion, and suddenly her heart raced, her breathing stagnated, and the electricity was rushing.
At such a critical juncture, you can still think of what is wrong, Jiang Zhilian, you are really hopeless!
Men are misguided!
Jiang Zhilian cleared her throat and regained her senses after a short period of heart, "There is still a Four Happiness Pill left, do you want to continue to blow it up?" ”