"He... Don't eat. Uncle Liu turned his head, and as soon as the words fell, Aunt Liu and Uncle Meng walked in.

"What don't you eat?" Uncle Meng walked straight to Su San in a thick voice, and Uncle Liu's hand holding the green vegetables trembled slightly, just in the eyes of Su San.

"Oh, Uncle Liu asked me what I didn't eat... I said I don't eat ginger. Su San retracted his gaze and made up a sentence at random.

Uncle Meng smiled and didn't say anything more, he walked to the side, grabbed an emerald green pepper and put it under his nose and sniffed it.

He didn't wash it, he rubbed his body and opened his mouth to bite it, chewing and talking at the same time: "It's really watery." ”

Su San glanced at the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but feel a little tightness in her throat, this big chili pepper is different from what she used to eat, here it is a top big chili, to say that it is okay to borrow a taste from stir-frying, but that can't be put too much.

Now seeing that this uncle is actually eating raw one bite at a time, Su San deeply feels that the uncle in front of him is a master of spicy food.

In the blink of an eye, looking at the little ghost over there, he was also surprised.

At this time, Su San had some thoughts in his heart.

As soon as she thought of it, she called Uncle Liu to help deal with the remaining crayfish.

The two of them were silent, and neither of them mentioned what had just happened.

Uncle Liu is also very smart, Su San only demonstrated it to him once, and he was able to do it decently, and the two of them worked together, and they cleaned it up very quickly.

According to Su San's idea, he first got a plate of spiced shrimp tails for the little ghost, and then picked a few red peppers that looked very spicy.

Heat the pan with cold oil, put in a handful of red peppers with fragrant green peppers and stir-fry constantly, the spicy taste immediately came to the nose, attracting several people in the room to focus their attention.

Uncle Meng sniffed the fragrance and kept approaching, and his neck probed the elder.

"Satisfy your old appetite!" Su San lifted the spoon with some difficulty, and the crayfish kept flying up and falling from the pot, Uncle Meng's eyes followed, and the sound of swallowing saliva kept ringing: "He, he." ”

Su San pursed his lips, and the pot sat on the stove again.

"Okay, out of the pot."

Uncle Meng followed behind Su San like a good child, his eyes fixed on the plate of shrimp tails that exuded a spicy fragrance.

"What's the name of this dish?"

"Spicy crayfish."

Putting down the plate in her hand, Su San turned around and entered the kitchen again, she was going to cook another dish for the old man.

"Mapo Tofu"

Although it is not a difficult dish, it is very much in line with the old man's taste.

"The little girl is really a good craft, I don't know if I like someone."

Uncle Meng and Uncle Liu drank a few glasses of wine, and there was no obstacle to talking, and when they saw Su San coming over with a plate of dishes, they made a joke.

Su San also smiled helplessly, and bluntly said that he hadn't yet, but in fact, he was constantly complaining in his heart, no matter what age he was, he really liked gossip.

I'm afraid the next thing is who has a good son, do you want to think about it, etc.!

"Our prince is not married." Uncle Meng watched Su San take a glass of wine and tilted his head to look at Uncle Liu.

"The prince doesn't even have a crush, what kind of relationship does he become." Uncle Liu was picking up shrimp when he heard Uncle Meng's words and glanced up at him.

"This girl is not bad-looking, she has good craftsmanship, but she is a good seedling." Uncle Meng looked at Su San and scratched his head.

Su San was taken aback, shouldn't he have introduced someone else's son-in-law, why did he introduce his own boss.

She glared at the apricot eyes and waved her hand again and again: "Pull it, how can I be worthy of the prince!" ”

"What is worthy or not, the prince is not like those ordinary people, so he doesn't care about these." Uncle Liu tilted his head to look at Su San, stretched out his finger and pointed to the dishes that had already gone down half of the table and said, "The main thing is whether you are his dish or not." ”

Su San looked at the dish in the direction of his finger, and raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "Isn't he a royal family, can he make his own decisions about marriage?" ”

"The prince is the prince, and of course he is in charge of his own affairs." Uncle Meng rolled his eyes, disdainful of Su San's opinion.

Su San touched his nose in a daze, walked to the side of the big tree and squatted down with his back against him: "His uncle, he was actually despised by an old man who ate and drank." ”

She grabbed the grass on the ground, gritted her teeth and thought of Qian Feng, who was a little drunk just now.

Slightly drunk, he is not domineering at all compared to usual, especially the female dependent, and the feeling of being protected in his ears is super strong.

I don't know if it's because the afternoon sun is too scorching, Su San's face is flushed, like a ripe peach.

"Little girl."

"Little girl." Uncle Meng raised her wine glass and called Su San several times before she raised her head and looked over blankly.

"You're sick, your face is burning like something."

Su Sanyi touched his face when he heard this, and his hands were really a little hot.

She glanced up at the sun, and though it was a little vicious, it was not enough to burn her in the shade of the trees.

Standing up with a clear heart, Su San patted the dust behind him: "It's okay, Xu just squinted, the sun is a little hot." ”

Uncle Meng nodded, pointed to the chair next to him and motioned to Su San: "Let's eat together?" ”

"No, if you don't have anything to do, I'll go back first, and I have something to go out in the afternoon." Su San waved his hand and said with a normal expression.

"Let's go find a storefront!" Uncle Meng licked his fingers, and his words were a little casual.

Su San stopped, pursed his lips and didn't speak, but his eyes stayed on Uncle Meng's body.

"What does Uncle Meng want to say?"

"Well, nothing."

Su San pursed his lips, swallowed dryly, and turned to leave.

"I have a brother who has a vacant storefront!" Uncle Meng turned around and looked at her back and raised the corners of his mouth.

"The little girl is not big, and her temper is not small."

As soon as Uncle Meng's whispered voice fell, Uncle Liu walked up to him and jokingly said, "Who are you talking bad about behind this old and unscrupulous person." ”

Uncle Meng rolled his eyes, snorted and got up and walked out of the small courtyard: "It's not necessarily who is old and unserious." ”

The noon sun was scorching, Su San was holding a large leaf in his hand to cover the top of his head, and his little face was already red: "On such a hot day, it would be nice to have an ice drink." ”

Before the words fell, a deafening voice came from behind him: "What is an ice drink?" ”

This sound frightened Su San, and the hand holding the leaf couldn't help but tremble, she turned around and looked at Uncle Meng who was standing not far away, and shouted uncontrollably: "Old man, I'm really fed up with you, I don't know if people are scary and will scare people to death." ”

Uncle Meng blinked and looked at Su San with a confused expression, completely unexpectedly that Su San would lose his temper.

He scratched his head, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Su San's fierce eyes, and couldn't help but lower his voice: "People have always been like this." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Su San shuddered, but even the little ghost behind him subconsciously shivered, and his footsteps moved backwards.