Looking at the stunned appearance of the black dragon in front of him, Fang Baicao was a little confused, what did he mean that he couldn't roll.

"I can't get out, Aunt Liu said let me escort you home and come back again."

Fang Baicao listened, her little nose was red from the cold, and tears fell down.

"You bully people, you don't like me, what are you kissing me for?"

As soon as these words came out, the black dragon made a big red face.

"I, I just think your lips are soft, so ......"

"Don't talk about it."

Fang Baicao stretched out his hand and touched a handful of tears, turned around and said: "Thank you for taking care of Big Brother Black Dragon these days, if you have no intention of me, we will still keep our distance in the future, and today's incident should be treated as if it never happened." ”

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

When the black dragon heard this, his heart was a little sour, but he couldn't covet the happiness in front of him.

picked up the hat and chased after her, and when he saw that she had arrived home safely, he took the initiative to carry the flat shoulder to the entrance of the village to fetch water.

When Fang Baicao went out and wanted to go to Tang's house, his work was done.

Although the snow was still falling, the diligent black dragon had already swept the yard clean.

Walking one after the other, Fang Baicao's mood didn't change much, but he didn't talk to the black dragon again.

Even if you like it again, you can't ask it a third time, and you have self-esteem.

Wangcai ran back and reported the good things he had done directly to Tang Wan.

I completely forgot the original purpose of running out.

Tang Wan thought that the two of them were close together, and they would definitely be sweet and sweet when they came back.

Unexpectedly, after coming back, the relationship between the two became even more tense.

Could it be that this little heart is made of stone, and it is not hot?

Liu Niang found Uncle Sun in the village and killed the pig.

There are few good friends with the Tang family, and it is not very convenient to eat and kill pigs on a snowy day.

Tang Wan gave Uncle Sun the money for hand-slaughtering, and also gave two catties of fatty meat.

She also sent five catties of pork to the village chief's uncle's house, Aunt Yang's family, Baicao's family, and Wu Damei, who was in distress in Gao's house.

When she sent it, she still felt puzzled, but after Tang Wan's reminder, Wu Damei was a little embarrassed.

In fact, she did unintentionally at that time, and she was grateful to Tang Wan.

On the way back, she looked at the black dragon a little absent-mindedly, and still asked.

"You don't like herbs?"

The black dragon raised his head and replied a little embarrassed: "No, without the permission of the master, the black dragon can't call the shots." ”

Yes, it's this sentence again.

She could see that he liked her without asking, but his identity was there.

It's really annoying, these rules and regulations in ancient times are really harmful.

How good the modern system is, free love, monogamy, and many protections.

Tang Wan had a whim, and found a green brick to build a stove, and burned charcoal at the bottom and placed an iron sheet on top.

Brush the iron sheet clean, and wait for the snow to have a barbecue.

Someone went to find a poplar branch and scraped off the skin to make pliers.

Someone prepared to cut the meat, according to Tang Wan's required size, and then skewered it into skewers.

There are also some beans, potato chips, eggplant chips, mushroom pork liver, pork slices.

There are also hares caught by the black dragon in the snow.

When it is ready, it is roasted on an iron plate, and the meat makes a "squeak" sound and wafts the aroma of meat.

Tang Wan took out some spices that were idle in the space, and her abrasives and flavors were not much different from modern barbecue ingredients.

Everyone sat together, and although there were still snowflakes in the sky, they couldn't resist the temptation of the food.

The big table made of it, there are also the delicacies made by Tang Wan on it, the roast pig intestines, which are fragrant and crispy by her hands, and there is no different taste at all.

There are also fried pork liver, cold pork heart, and stewed sauerkraut and white meat with blood sausage.

Braised pork, which is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, is not greasy at all.

Then steam a pot of fragrant rice, and everyone sits around the table as lively as the New Year.

Tang Wan took out the osmanthus wine and fruit wine she had brewed from under the osmanthus tree in the yard.

Because in addition to the black dragon, Zeng Zijie and his mother can drink at home, the rest are children as old as her.

Tang Wan asked the black dragon to lock the door outside, so that everyone could celebrate.

They sat at the table drinking wine, eating barbecue, and drinking sauerkraut soup, never expecting that everyone would be so happy when they met together.

Before he knew it, the snow stopped, and Baicao was unwilling and very uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

Tang Wan has been accompanying the explanation, and the black dragon only poured wine into his stomach one after another.

In addition to the depression of the three of them, everyone was very happy and happy for the success of Tang Wan's new vegetable greenhouse planting.

"Baicao, don't drink it, although it's fruit wine, it will also be intoxicating."

"Sister Wan, I'm happy, just this once, after that, I will regroup and study medicine with my sister, and I don't want anything else."

"Don't say that, you're still young, and the future is still undecided."

"I'm fine, leave me alone, let's drink together, my sister's wine is delicious."

Tang Wan looked at the persuasion and did not move, and the one just wanted to persuade him, but Zeng Zijie was embarrassed to drink with him.

I can't intervene, I think about it, let them go, I don't understand anything, how can I persuade them.

I picked up a glass of wine and smelled it, there was a smell of apples, and the other glass turned out to be grape-flavored, fresh and sweet, and I tasted it so mellow and delicious.

Tang Wan suddenly found a business opportunity and built a winery to specialize in making some cider, wine and some different fruity wines.

Medically speaking, after drinking fruit wine, it accelerates metabolism, invigorates blood circulation, and laxatives to lose weight, which is the gospel of women.

Build your own vineyard here, then pick fresh grapes and make them to produce the first decent wines of antiquity.

This will also solve the surplus labor force in the village, so that they can increase their income when the farming is not working.

After the wine sobers up, write a detailed plan, design drawings, and prepare some more grape seedlings.

Seeing that everyone was dizzy, he asked them to go back to the house to rest.

Seeing Qiu Ju busy with her work, Tang Wan stepped forward and rewarded her with two taels of silver.

Seeing this, Qiu Ju said something don't want.

"Miss Tang, I have already taken my salary, I should do this little thing, and I can't take more of your money."

"Take it, this is the bonus I gave you, and managing the greenhouse is also a science, work hard in the future, and I will give you more money awards if the benefits are good."

Qiu Ju couldn't help it, so she had to accept it.

Tang Wan stood up leisurely and looked into the distance, the vast white snow wrapped the entire small mountain village into a silver-white world.

The house was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the roof was flat, pointed, and round.

Outside the door, the trees were dressed in white clothes and stood on both sides of the road, like soldiers guarding them.

One, two, three, four......

Tang Wan wiped her eyes with her sleeve, could it be that the snowman built by the children during the day was standing guard at the door?

No, isn't the door locked, how did it open?

The snow didn't seem to fall that much, but the four Buddha statues stood motionless at the door, what the hell?