Jing Ning held her belly, and everyone didn't let her do anything, just let her stay by the side.

Because Le'er has to take care of Jing Ning, he doesn't have to work, he and Jing Ning sit in the village like this, watching people come and go.

Miao Nanzhai is also quite large, if it is not for the small number of people, it will look like a bazaar.

Jing Ning looked around idlely, until she saw someone carrying a basket of yellow things walking in front of her, looking at this trend, it seemed like she was going to carry these things away and lose them.

"Wait a minute, are you going to take these things away and throw them away?" Jing Ning looked at the basket of intact potatoes and asked curiously.

"yes, because people don't know what to do with this, and it's a waste of time to stock up there." One of them replied.

"Haven't you eaten this? So why dig it back? Jing Ning said with a smile and a smile.

The other person scratched his head and said with a red face: "No one has ever seen this kind of thing, so they brought it back, but after peeling it, they found it difficult to swallow, so they kept piling it there."

Hearing this, Jing Ning really couldn't cry or laugh, "Put it here, I'll deal with it." ”

The people glanced at each other, and finally put the basket in front of Jing Ning.

After Jing Ning came to the village, she didn't start cooking, anyway, she was idle now, she and Le'er carried the potatoes to the kitchen and began to cook.

"Sister, do you know how to cook?" Le'er looked at Jing Ning with a curious expression, he knew that when Jing Ning was in Zhao State before, she was the daughter of the prime minister, and it was the first time he heard that everyone could cook.

"Just wait and see!" Jing Ning threw down a sentence, rolled up his sleeves, and began to move.

There was a sound of ping-pong, and Miao Qingqing heard the movement of the kitchen when she came back from outside, she thought there were mice, so she hurriedly ran over, but what she saw was Jingning stir-frying.

"Huh?" Miao Qingqing was stunned, looking at Jing Ning blankly, Jing Ning's skillful movements surprised her eyes.

"Hey, Patriarch, you're back!" When Le'er, who was shaving potatoes, wiped his sweat, he saw Miao Qingqing at the door and asked.

"yes, what are you doing here?" Miao Qingqing walked over.

"My sister said that it was a pity that the potatoes were lost, so they were used to cook and greet guests." Le'er lowered her head and continued to fiddle with the potatoes in her hand.

Thinking about him and Jing Ning, one is the minister of Ningguo, and the other is the princess of Ningguo, but now they are cooking in this small cottage, really, if it spreads, I am afraid that they will laugh off their big teeth.

Jing Ning has been busy with the things in hand, so he didn't talk to Miao Qingqing.

Half an hour later, the other two stockades came.

And Jing Ning also successfully made all the potatoes into dishes and let people serve them out.

Every year, the village gatherings start with eating, then talking, and then in the evening, each village has a performance.

I heard that this custom existed before and has been passed down to the present.

And even if there is a conflict between the stockade and the village, it cannot occur on this day, and it cannot be targeted.

The last person to appear is the person from the Broken Wind Village, and the people in the Broken Wind Village will wear a half-face mask, only revealing the lower mouth and nose, so no one has ever seen the appearance of the owner of the Broken Wind Village.

Jing Ning and Le'er naturally sat next to Miao Qingqing.

"Come, drink! The people of Miao Nanzhai welcomed the people of the other two villages. Miao Qingqing raised her glass and said to the crowd.

Because Jing Ning can't drink, her quilt is clear water.

Because of the three villages, the Broken Wind Village is the leader, so the owner of the Broken Wind Village sits in the middle, Chen Moyang on his right, and Miao Qingqing on the left.

But everyone didn't notice that after the owner of Breaking Wind Village appeared, he kept staring at Le'er next to Miao Qingqing.

"Hey, what's this? It's pretty tasty. Lin Meijiao's voice came into everyone's ears.

Miao Qingqing glanced at Chen Moyang's direction lightly, and there was no wave in her heart, "This is a potato, made by Ning'er." ”

As soon as Lin Meijiao put the potatoes in her mouth again, she heard the second half of Miao Qingqing's words and hurriedly spit out the potatoes.

"How?" Chen Moyang couldn't help but dislike Lin Meijiao's gaffe.

"Zheng Jingning's cooking, I'm afraid it's poisonous!" Lin Meijiao's voice was not loud or small, but anyone sitting in front could hear it.

Everyone wanted to put down the chopsticks, but when they heard this, they all paused.

The corners of Miao Qingqing's mouth rose, "If you think it's poisonous, then don't eat it." ”

After speaking, Miao Qingqing put a piece of potato in her mouth and another piece for Jing Ning.

After Le'er finished pouring wine for Miao Qingqing, she got up and came to the owner of the Broken Wind Village, bowed her head and poured the wine.

"What's your name?" The owner of the Broken Wind Village asked.

Le'er raised her head and looked at him with a pair of eyes, "Le'er." ”

"Like, it's so similar!"

Le'er listened to the muttering of the owner of the Broken Wind Village with a puzzled expression, and he shrugged his shoulders and sat back in his seat helplessly.

Because Le'er and the owner of Breaking Wind Village are close to each other, the latter asks Le'er a bunch of questions from time to time.

"What about your parents?"

"I don't know."

"Where's your family?"

"Grandpa is dead."

“……”

Just like that, Le'er felt very impatient, and he turned directly to look at the owner of the Broken Wind Village, "The owner of the village, what do you want to ask?" ”

"Haven't you thought about your background?" The owner of the Broken Wind Village asked.

"I don't want to." Le'er said indifferently, he didn't want to mention the parents who abandoned him at all, he was brought up by his grandfather, and his relatives were only grandfathers.

Le'er's words choked the mouth of the owner of the Broken Wind Village.

"Were you born with scales on your body?" The owner of the village began to ask again.

When Le'er heard this, he subconsciously moved his feet, "No." ”

The owner of the village has been staring at Le'er, so Le'er's actions can't escape his eyes, "After the banquet later, you wait for me, I have something to tell you." ”

But Le'er didn't respond, and went to Jingning's side with the dishes and chopsticks, he really couldn't stand the question and ask the owner of this broken wind village.

However, in Le'er's heart, he had already got the answer, but he didn't want to break it, so he had to pretend to be stupid.

Miao Qingqing had been busy greeting others, and she didn't notice that one person's eyes stayed on her.

"Yo, I didn't expect the patriarch of Miao Nanzhai to be quite enthusiastic." A snarky voice came into Miao Qingqing's ears.

Miao Qingqing didn't pay attention to it, holding her glass and continuing to touch wine with others, slashing her fists.

Here, Chen Moyang saw that Miao Qingqing didn't pay attention to him, his face sank, and he walked over with Lin Meijiao in his arms.

"I'll drink with you." Chen Moyang walked up to Miao Qingqing and said.

Miao Qingqing looked back at him, only to see that when he looked at her, he reached out and grabbed Lin Meijiao's ass and showed off in front of her.

"Come, a toast to the master of Chen Zhai." Miao Qingqing smiled, she didn't feel anything about Chen Moyang's movements.