"Let's go into the room, let's have some tea, sit down and talk slowly." Seeing that everyone was standing at the door and chatting, He Jian hurriedly interrupted, how could there be a reason for the guests to stand at the door all the time.

Entering the living room, the tea was brewed, the air conditioner was blowing, and everyone began to chat.

"Which of you ordered the Buddha to jump over the wall? It's ruthless." Huang Shi asked with a smile.

"I'll just be vegetarian, this should be very simple for you......" Lao Lang raised his hand and said.

"Okay, you also know that you feel sorry for me, my brother is not in vain," Huang Shi nodded with a smile, looked at Zheng Jun and said, "I haven't seen Lao Zheng for a few days, how are you doing?"

"Just like that, I write songs every day, meditate and so on, and my life is quite fulfilling."

As he spoke, Huang Shi looked at the old man who was drinking tea, and changed his words, "Brother Lang hasn't changed much."

"It's true that nothing has changed, Brother Lang has always been everyone's idol, and he is very energetic." Zheng Jun echoed

The old man who had been to the mushroom house before, felt as if these two were digging a hole for himself, he immediately shook his head and denied, "Don't don't....... I'm not energetic."

As they chatted, Zheng Jun began to show everyone the results of his recent practice.

Don't look at him in his early fifties, but his body is quite soft, and many of the movements he can easily do are difficult for young people like Li Yuchang and Xu Guanghan to do.

Gu An is a little better, no matter how much he has practiced sports for so many years, he still has a deep degree of control over his body.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Jun and Lao Lang were in the kitchen to give Huangshi a hand.

Gu An, He Jian took Li Yuchang, Xu Guanghan, Ouyang Nana, Zhang Zihan and others to dig lotus root in the lotus pond.

"Slow down, don't fall."

"You can't stand for a long time, you have to keep changing places, otherwise you will easily get stuck in the mud."

"Oops......" Ouyang Na's body accidentally tilted as he moved his steps.

Seeing that she was about to fall into the lotus pond, Gu An on the side reached out to help her, I don't know if Ouyang Na did it intentionally, and her upper body almost leaned into Gu An's arms.

Her little tricks and careful thinking naturally couldn't hide Gu An's sharp eyes.

But she was busy working at this time, Gu An didn't have time to pay attention to her for the time being, and when she was free, she would definitely make this little girl look good.

"Is this going to dig deep?"

"Yes, the deeper, the better."

When Gu An and the other young people were digging up puppets, Huang Shi was chatting happily with his old buddies Lao Lang and Zheng Jun in the kitchen.

Seeing that Lao Lang was chopping the meat filling, Huang Shi said with some nostalgia: "In the past, my father would make a braised lion's head every year during the Chinese New Year."

"That's true, at that time, there must be braised lion's head in the Chinese New Year's hard dishes." Zheng Jun, who was starting the charcoal fire, said in a voice.

"Brother Lang, cut this pear into minced pieces." As he spoke, Huang Shi put the peeled pear in his hand on the eucalyptus board.

「OK。」

"Mixing pears in minced meat, did you invent it, or did you already do it?" Zheng Jun had never seen this kind of practice, so he asked with some curiosity.

Huang Shi patiently explained to Zheng Jun, "Originally, it was supposed to be shelving water chestnuts, but when we were in the imperial capital, we usually put apples or pears to make it a little sweeter, and let the meat be a little flossy........ ....

"You're good at that, I've learned it, and I'll put some pears or apples on the lion's head when I get home and make it again."

After the old man chopped the minced meat and pears, Huangshi mixed them well and began to season.

With the flavor in place, Huangshi began to knead the meat dumplings into the size of a baby's fist.

Then fry in the oil pan to set, and then put it in a drawer and steam it over low heat.

"Teacher Huang, we're back."

"Did you dig up the lotus root?"

"I dug it, but it wasn't easy..."

Gu An's puppet digging team had mud and water on their clothes and pants

, with the sweat on his face, he looked very embarrassed.

"Let's take care of the lotus root first, and you go wash it first." Huang Shi saw that Xu Guanghan and Li Yuchang planned to clean the lotus root they had dug up, and hurriedly stopped them.

"Listen to Mr. Huang, you wash it first, and then get the lotus root for a while."

Out of respect for age and qualifications, on the boys' side, Gu An, Li Yuchang, and Xu Guanghan asked He Xian to wash first.

"Teacher He, you can help me make lotus root powder."

"No problem, how do you do it, Mr. Huang?"

"Make a basin and put some water, rub the lotus root, then take a drawer cloth and filter it, and when it is finished precipitating, pour out the water, and mash the remaining sediment to dry and mash it to be lotus root flour....... Huang Shi Lian said with a gesture to describe the entire manufacturing process of lotus root flour to He Xian.

As soon as the words fell, before He Xian could speak, Zheng Jun rushed in front of him and said, "This is very cool, I'll do it, study it, and work hard."

When Gu An came out of the bath, he happened to see Zheng Jun peeling lotus roots.

He didn't have any work in his hand for the time being, so he moved a chair and sat next to Zheng Jun, picked up a cleaned lotus root, and peeled it.

Five minutes later, Ouyang Nana and Zhang Zihan came to Gu An's side to help with the work.

"This song is dedicated to Mr. Zheng from Channel 9!"

A sudden voice attracted the attention of Gu An, Zheng Jun, Ouyang Nana, and Zhang Zihan, who were making lotus root powder.

Looking up, Lao Lang and He Xian didn't know when they got the karaoke machine in the living room into the pergola, and the sentence just now was shouted by Lao Lang who was holding a fan in one hand and a microphone in the other, and Mr. Zheng in his mouth was naturally referring to Zheng Jun.

"Brother Lang, can you change the song?" As soon as the prelude sounded, Zheng Jun heard that this song was a song he sang when he was young, and he felt an inexplicable sense of shame in his heart.

"It's good to listen to a song, and pick it."

Then he scolded Zheng Jun, and Lao Lang began to sing: "I think I have an urge to die for you, because I don't know how to move you........ Sorry, I sang ....... wrong."

"Hahahaha........."

Lao Lang's words made everyone laugh.

"The characteristic of pop singers is that they like to turn up their voices very loudly, and they don't care about the rhythm at all......

Zheng Jun commented while listening to Lao Lang sing his song.

"This song is dedicated to our cook, Yellow." Lao Lang estimated that he was not addicted enough, and after singing one song, he followed the second one.

"It's endless, isn't it?" This song is still Zheng Jun's song, and Zheng Jun said that he was helpless.

"My love is naked....... You can't make me lonely anymore......"....

"My love is naked..."

When Lao Lang sang to the back, Zheng Jun couldn't help but sing along.

"The following song is for your little friend Gu An..."

Unexpectedly, Lao Lang sang another song at the end of the song, and this song is still Zheng Jun's.

"Thank you, Mr. Lang." After all, it is a senior, and the respect and politeness that should be given must be given.

"Mr. Huang, I'm hungry, can you have a bowl of noodles first?" The hungry old man who sang and sang put down the microphone and talked about his appeal to Huang Shi, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Yes, no problem, does anyone still eat noodles?"

"Yes."

Huang Shi counted them and found that everyone was hungry except for himself and He Xian.

"Is it okay to have scallion noodles?"

"Yes."

After eating noodles, Gu An and the others sat down and rested for a while.

Subsequently, Huang Shi, He Xian, Lao Lang, and Zheng Jun drove to the market to buy ingredients.

Gu An took Ouyang Nana, Zhang Zihan, Li Yuchang, and Xu Guanghan to the mountains to tap rubber.

This side of the mountain is very large and wide, and five people are spread out, each in charge of an area.

Halfway through, Gu An was a little anxious, so he turned aside the photographer and ran into the mountain to release water.

Ouyang Na, who had been paying attention to him, followed him secretly, as for her photographer, she was sent away by her as early as when she was down the mountain, and she was shooting by herself.

When she was tapping rubber just now, in order to free her hands, she fixed the action camera to the tree.

Gu An, who was about to return after releasing the water, saw Ouyang Nana suddenly appear in front of him, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face.

"Teacher Gu, I want to make it easier, can you help me take care of the wind?" Ouyang Na's big innocent eyes blinked and said to Gu An with a pure face.

Gu An looked at Ouyang Nana calmly, until she lowered her head in embarrassment, and then said softly, "Okay."

Maybe it was because Ouyang was a chronic child, and it took more than forty minutes to make it easier.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu."

"No, I don't."

With that, the two of them returned to the woods one after the other and continued to cut the glue.

"Almost, let's collect it tomorrow morning." After Gu An saw that it was almost done, he beckoned Li Yuchang and the others to call it a day and go home.

"Well, there's glue on your neck." Zhang Zihan, who was walking with Ouyang Na, kindly reminded him after noticing a few drops of white glue on the other party's neck.

A trace of panic flashed in Ouyang Na's eyes, and he hurriedly wiped his hand on his neck a few times, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone."

Hearing this, Ouyang Na breathed a sigh of relief and glared fiercely at Gu An's back.

Gu Ansi noticed it and turned his head to look at it.

Ouyang Na hurriedly squeezed out a smile on his face.

In the past, her flirting skills had no effect on Gu An, and she also made her lose her wife and soldiers.

[In view of the general environment, Ouyang Na's favorite thing to do is to use her own skills to capture the male artists she admires, and then secretly admire their inedible appearance with joy in her heart, and then turn around and leave in a dashing manner, so that these people can become licking dogs is her most fulfilling thing. ….

But she never expected Gu An's courage to be so big, thinking of this, Ouyang Na rubbed her cheeks.

When they returned to the mushroom house, Huang Shi and the others had already returned from buying the ingredients, and they were busy in the kitchen for dinner.

"I'm a little tired, go get some rest first, and call me at dinner."

As soon as he returned to the mushroom house, Ouyang Na went into the room to rest.

Gu An, who knew the reason, glanced at her back when she entered the house and ignored it.

In order to express the gratitude of Lao Lang for singing to him before, Gu An and Zhang Zihan sang a famous song of Lao Lang together.

Listening to this song about youth, several middle-aged men in Huangshi suddenly felt that youth was really beautiful and regrettable.

"I'm making that Sufo jumping over the wall now, I'll hang a soup with bean sprouts first, and the bean sprouts soup is also called vegetarian soup..."

Huang Shi said as he began to hang the soup.

After finishing this, he began to busily fry other dishes again.

"Xiao Gu, how about helping me see the flower cake?"

"Okay."

Because this table was so rich, dinner was not ready until 10 o'clock.

As the saying goes, a good meal is not afraid of being late, this is very reasonable, the well-made food, no need to see, no need to eat, just smell, I feel a little unstoppable.

Before the meal, Zhang Zihan entered the girl's room and called Ouyang Nana, who was sleeping.

She unexpectedly found that Ouyang Nana had changed her clothes again, and she didn't think about anything else except that she felt that the other party was carrying more clothes.

"This soup is really good......

The soup in Sufo jumping over the wall is very fresh and delicious.

"How's the flower cake?"

"It's delicious, much better than the ones on the market."

"Come, everyone toast Mr. Huang and thank him for his hard work today."

"Cheers!"

"Thank you, Mr. Huang, for your hard work!"

After clinking glasses, everyone began to bury their heads in cooking.

Towards the end of dinner, Yellowstone noticed that there was a dish that seemed to have been left untouched.

Silently picked up the fast child and took a bite, as soon as he entered it, his brows furrowed slightly, the taste was so strange, but the more he chewed, the more he tasted.

He Yan noticed this scene, he looked at Huang Shi with a curious expression and asked, "Is it delicious?"

He had been busy drinking soup just now, and he didn't have time to pick up the dishes in the distance.

"Okay, you can taste it."

He Mian got up, took a bite with a quick sub, and as soon as he chewed it, an uncomfortable expression appeared on his face, this dish was too bitter.

"What does it smell like?" Gu An asked with a smile on his face.

"It's bitter, it's too bitter."

"Is it that bitter?" As he spoke, the old man scooped a spoonful with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

Chew it slowly and taste it, and say, "It's not bitter, it's not bitter at all."

Gu An also took a sip, and it felt okay.

Then everyone here tasted the dish that He Xian said was bitter, and they always thought it was okay, not very bitter.

"Teacher He, try the feeling of eating a spoonful, believe me, it feels absolutely different." Huang Shi dug up a spoonful of his old partner.

He Yan pinched his nose and put it in his mouth like drinking Chinese medicine, huh? It's okay indeed.

This time it was a different feeling than the first time.

"Come on, brothers, long time no see." Huang Shi clinked glasses with Zheng Jun and Lao Lang alone.

"I haven't seen you in years, but everyone is fine."

Originally, Huang Shi and Zheng Jun were talking about it, but Lao Lang suddenly said: "Yes, I haven't seen you since you didn't become a teacher in a film school."

As soon as these words came out, Huang Shi put down the empty wine glass with a smile and said, "Brother Lang, this is you who led the sword yourself, you can't blame Zheng Jun.....

Speaking of this, Huang Shi looked at Gu An, "Xiao Gu, I met you when I was in college, when I was a graduate student, I met Gao Xiaosong first, and then Xiao Song brought them to the film academy in the name of looking for me."

"Teacher Huang was very handsome at that time......" Zheng Jun interjected on the side.

"At that time, all our hair was up to our shoulders, Lao Zheng and I were the ones in charge of the appearance in our four-person team, and Komatsu was the talent."

Hearing this, Lao Lang looked at his old friend Huang Shi expectantly and asked, "What about me? What am I responsible for?"

"You........ You are courageous and responsible..... Hahahaha......."

After saying that, Huang Shi couldn't help but laugh to himself.

"Wrong, I'm a warm man." The old man corrected.

I love to eat big pig's trotters