An Ning, who was shuffling the cards, was single-minded and dual-minded, and was amused by An Guoyang's high momentum, but he was amused by a three-piece card.

"Hahaha! A little broken three, what are you doing? Big brother, take care of him. ”

An Guoming, who had already finished playing the cards, urged An Guoqing to play the cards,

He and An Guoqing, An Guoping, An Guoyang, An Guoqiang, and An Guocheng are three brothers.

Now it's time for An Guoyang and An Guoqing, who of the two infested the cards in their hands first, which gang won.

The atmosphere was very tense, and everyone who played mahjong stopped to look at An Guoqing.

An Guoqing stared at the three, cleared his throat, and said with a thousand pounds of momentum: "Don't!" ”

"Hahaha, what are we, big brother?"

An Guoming thought they were going to win, but An Guoqing didn't want it.

This time, it was An Guoyang's turn on the other side to be proud.

"Three don'ts? So I'm left with the last one? ”

An Guoyang raised the last card in his hand high, and smashed it down with the momentum of his daughter.

"A four!"

"It's gone, National Day, what do you have left?"

The big guys all wanted to see the cards in An Guoqing's hand, and An Guoqing spread out his palms.

"What else can there be, two and three."

Two threes, thrown on the kang by An Guoqing, burst into laughter.

The house was in full swing, and it was more lively than in previous years.

In the kitchen, the cooks can still watch the excitement at the door from time to time, and their faces are full of smiles.

The room continued to play, changing people from time to time, and the sound of cooking and frying in the kitchen sounded.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Cuihua shouted.

"Alright, pack up, it's time to eat."

"Right now, that's it."

Everyone replied, sped up the movements in their hands, and in a few minutes, ended this one.

"Pack up, put it away."

"Pack it up."

An Ning a few juniors began to clean up the mahjong, wipe the table, fetch water and wash hands for everyone, and prepare to eat.

When everyone was ready, two tables were set up in the room.

A table that drinks, a table that doesn't drink.

Basically, the men drank two sips, and the women and children sat at the other table.

The dishes on the two tables are exactly the same, After all the dishes were arranged, An Sancheng, as the host, raised a glass and toasted with everyone.

"It's a new year, I hope we will all get better and better in the future, and get better and better year by year."

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Cheers, drinkers, drinkers, hold aloft, and gesture.

"Okay, hurry up and sit down to eat, it's not delicious when it's cold."

Lin Cuihua beckoned everyone to sit down and introduced the cuisine to everyone.

"This squirrel fish is made by Jiangxia, as well as the braised pork and garlic pork ribs, anyway, you see that this dish is beautiful, it is all made by Jiangxia."

For one meal, Jiang Xia completely reaped Lin Cuihua's favor.

Jiang Xia said a few words politely and modestly, and everyone moved their chopsticks and began to eat.

There was a garlic pork rib in front of An Ning, and she directly took a piece and took a bite.

Delicious!

It's delicious... Somewhat familiar.

An Ning bit the ribs, ate a piece in a few bites, she changed the cuisine, and sandwiched another piece of braised pork.

It's still delicious!

Fat but not greasy, soft and glutinous.

This taste is too similar to the rice delivered in Jiangxia in the province.

But it's still a little bit worse, it's not that it's not delicious, it's that the craftsmanship of the two has a sense of similarity, but there is room for each to play.

An Ning raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Xia, and happened to meet Jiang Xia's eyes.

Not only that, Jiang Xia also smiled a little mysteriously, retracted his gaze, and went to drink and eat.

An Ning also retracted her gaze, which was quite mysterious.

For a meal, Jiangxia received everyone's praise.

This side of the women's table is eaten relatively quickly.

After everyone had eaten, they went to another room and let the men drink slowly.

After all the food was eaten, everyone cleaned up the table together, and it was over quickly.

After the dishes and chopsticks were brushed, everyone remembered that the firecrackers brought by Jiang Xia had not been put off yet.

An Sancheng looked at the two small firecrackers on the ground and said, "It's okay, put it at night, and you can still see Liang'er." ”

"That's it, come and see it at night, you have to keep a vigil."

Everyone, you and I will say a word, drink some water, and go back to their respective homes.

An Ning took the dumpling stuffing that Lin Cuihua had made, followed Grandpa Jiang's side, and sent them back.

As for Jiang Xia, she was holding several plates of dishes in her hand, all of which were made today, and Lin Cuihua deliberately set them aside for her grandparents and grandchildren to eat at night.

After arriving at the courtyard of Jiangxia's house, An Ning put the dumpling filling away and said, "My mother said that if you don't want to make noodles, she will get more out, and I will bring them to you in the evening." ”

Grandpa Jiang touched his head, and said in a somewhat confused tone: "You and Jiang Xia can discuss, I'll drink some wine and lie down in the house for a while." ”

An Ning asked worriedly, "Grandpa Jiang, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that when you're old, you'll take a break."

Grandpa Jiang walked into the house with steady steps, and Jiang Xia behind him pouted secretly.

An old man who can drink half a pound of wine at a meal, can he drink confused?

Who are you fooling?

However, Jiang Xia didn't expose it, but said to An Ning: "Don't worry, my grandfather is fine." ”

"I don't need my aunt and noodles at night, I can just make it myself, you can see it, my cooking skills are still okay."

In front of An Ning, Jiang Xia returned to the appearance of a tsundere master.

He found that fighting with An Ning was a bit addictive.

An Ning on the other side, watching Grandpa Jiang enter the house safely, seemed to be nothing serious.

She looked at Jiang Xia and asked, "Your cooking skills are no longer a good problem, have you secretly learned your art?" ”

"What is the relationship between the person who cooked in the provincial city last time and you? It feels like your cooking tastes a lot like that. ”

Jiang Xia was a little nervous in his heart, but he pretended to ask unintentionally: "Then who do you think makes it more delicious?" ”

An Ning thought about it carefully and said, "How can I say it, that meal is amazing, but what you make is more in line with my taste." ”

When Jiang Xia heard this, he was secretly happy.

"Sure enough, one side of the water and soil raises one side of the people, we are fellow villagers, and our tastes are very similar."

After An Ning finished speaking, he heard Jiang Xia say affirmatively: "That's right." ”

Jiang Xia's smile was a little stiff.

He did it on purpose, in order to fit An Ning's taste, but the arrogant Jiang Xiaoye didn't say it.

An Ning didn't notice anything wrong, and said to Jiang Xia: "I'll go first, my mother said that there will be a vigil tonight." ”

"Well, I'll see you in the evening."

Jiang Xia looked at An Ning, who didn't understand, and explained, "Don't you still want to set off firecrackers?" ”

"Oh-yes, see you in the evening."

An Ning is gone.

As soon as she left, Grandpa Jiang got up from the kang, walked out of the house, and went to the toilet in a hurry.

Jiang Xia gloated and asked, "I'm drunk, do you need my help?" ”

"Get out! Little bunny. ”

Grandpa Jiang hurriedly went out of the back door, muttering:

Little bunny, in this regard, is really stupid.

(End of chapter)