Lang Yangyang: "Well, it generally refers to vanilla orchid, and this is the vanilla in vanilla ice cream and vanilla-flavored chocolate coffee that are common on the market. ”

Zhuang Shuo: "Do you also use desserts?" ”

Lang Yangyang: "Yes, when I used to work in a restaurant, there was a French vanilla pudding tower that was very famous, and many customers would order a single one when they came to eat. ”

"Would you like to grow some vanilla?"

"Huh?"

Zhuang Shuo said very seriously: "The deserted herb field you saw when you first came to the farm is still empty. ”

Lang Yangyang turned his head to look at him: "Haven't you planted anything else yet?" ”

Zhuang Shuo: "No, I want to keep it for you." ”

Lang Yangyang: "Did you know that we would be together at that time?" ”

Zhuang Shuo laughed, "Don't laugh at it, my mother is talking about decorating the wedding room." ”

If he had heard these words a week ago, Lang Yangyang would have been frightened.

Now that I hear it, I think it's okay, it's pretty ...... It's good, it's a feeling of being remembered all the time.

When I arrived at the hotel, it was already past seven o'clock, and the seven aunts and eight aunts sat at five tables, and the middle table was empty, leaving the birthday cake made by Lang Yangyang.

"I should have come earlier." Lang Yangyang was a little anxious, after all, the host and guests had arrived, and the cake had not yet arrived.

Zhuang Shuo said that it was okay, and he had to eat first.

Zhuang Shuo, who was holding a big cake, and Lang Yangyang, who was holding a bouquet of flowers, attracted everyone's attention as soon as they entered the door.

The hotel is not a big banquet hotel, it is a small restaurant directly chartered, and the owner of the hotel is also an acquaintance.

Lang Yangyang's pace slowed down and became cramped.

Although I felt good with Zhuang Shuo's mother before, these thirty or so people stared at themselves, more nervous than making a year-end report to the CEO.

"Yangyang is here!"

Aunt Xie was the first to rush up, she wore a red dress today, put on makeup and hair, much like a singer in the 80s, full of charm, more than a birthday star.

Lang Yangyang tried to pull out a smile and handed her the flowers: "Hello Auntie, I wish my uncle a happy birthday!" In good shape! ”

This blessing is harder than the mouth of being asked about the year-end bonus.

But Aunt Xie happily took the flower, and while praising the flower for being so beautiful, she took Lang Yangyang's hand and went in, as if Zhuang Shuo, who was carrying the cake next to her, was just the little brother who delivered the goods.

Zhuang Shuo smiled helplessly, followed, and put the cake on the table in the middle.

Everyone looked at this, and Aunt Xie introduced: "This is Zhuang Shuo's friend, named Yangyang, who came to celebrate Lao Zhuang's birthday today." ”

After speaking, he pulled Lang Yangyang to see Zhuang Shuo's father.

Zhuang Shuo's father was happily dismantling the fishing gear given by his fishing friends, and saw his wife coming over with Lang Yangyang and stood up hurriedly.

He and Lang Yangyang met for the first time, but they had already heard it countless times in the mouths of his wife and son.

When I saw Lang Yangyang's face, I had to admit that my wife said several times that she looked very well-behaved, and it was true that it was okay to be a star.

Lang Yangyang reacted at this time, he had just handed the flowers he bought to Aunt Xie, and now he was empty-handed.

His gaze looked at the flowers in Aunt Xie's hand.

In the next second, Zhuang Shuo naturally and neatly took and put it away, and the flowers returned to Lang Yangyang's hands.

Lang Yangyang hit the snake and climbed down the pole and handed over flowers: "Happy birthday uncle." ”

Uncle Zhuang said thank you humbly.

The people around laughed, and Lang Yangyang's face turned red.

"I'll take Yangyang to find a place to sit." Zhuang Shuo spoke in time, and his big hand gently pushed Lang Yangyang's shoulder away.

Lang Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief, even his shoulders relaxed, and turned his head to Zhuang Shuo and said, "Thank you." ”

Zhuang Shuo was a little sorry: "My family party is like this, it's messy." ”

Lang Yangyang: "No, it's very lively." ”

found the table where the second aunt was sitting, Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo sat down, the dishes were on the ground one after another, and the second aunt was already chatting with the people at the same table.

Lang Yangyang leaned into Zhuang Shuo's ear and said, "What is the process tonight?" ”

Zhuang Shuo: "Eat, and then cut the cake and then move freely, on this occasion they play by themselves, and we will leave after cutting the cake." ”

Lang Yangyang nodded with relief.

After ordering, I was afraid that Zhuang Shuo would misunderstand that he hated being brought to this kind of occasion, so he explained: "I'm just a little unused to it, but I'm still very happy to be able to come to my uncle's birthday party." ”

Zhuang Shuo looked at him and smiled.

"What are you laughing at......"

Zhuang Shuo: "It's normal that you really don't like it, and we're very happy to have you here." ”

The second aunt finally reacted at this time that Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo were here, and hurriedly introduced to the person next to her: "This is my nephew Yangyang." ”

The two very kind aunts asked a few words about work and the like, and then continued to talk about gossip in the unit.

The dishes were quickly served, and Aunt Xie pulled his silent husband to say a few words of thank you for coming to the birthday banquet and began to eat.

The dishes in the old restaurant are all very classic hometown dishes, and there is a plate of things that have not been eaten for more than ten years.

- Deep-fried shrimp chips.

Lang Yangyang ate five or six slices in a row, "It's so fragrant, I haven't eaten it for many years, and I only had this when I was a child." ”

Zhuang Shuo saw that he liked it, and thought about whether to go to the kitchen to get him a plate again, but he didn't expect the second aunt to hear Lang Yangyang praise the deliciousness, so she directly put the plate on the table in front of Lang Yangyang.

The aunt next to her also smiled and said, "Give it to him, children love to eat this." ”

To make Lang Yangyang a little embarrassed, Zhuang Shuo sandwiched a piece of sauerkraut button meat for him, which is a special dish in the boss's hometown.

Similar to the practice of buttoning meat with plum vegetables, the plum vegetables are replaced with local specialty salted cabbage, which is sour and spicy and sweet, and the sour and spicy taste can better relieve the oiliness of the buttoned meat.

Lang Yangyang ate a piece of meat, salted cabbage mixed with rice in a bowl, and after eating it all, he began to gnaw shrimp slices again.

At this time, Uncle Zhuang and Aunt Xie came over to toast, the old couple looked like a wedding, and Aunt Xie came over to see that the shrimp chips in front of Lang Yangyang were almost finished.

She shouted, "Boss, bring me two more shrimp chips." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone from the two tables next to them handed over the shrimp chips on their table.

"No, no, no." Lang Yangyang waved his hand frantically.

"Well, we don't like this."

"Hold it for the kid."

Zhuang Shuo took two plates of shrimp slices and put them in front of Lang Yangyang.

Lang Yangyang secretly glanced at Zhuang Shuo and smiled secretly.

The knees under the desk are packed together, like little classmates secretly messing around in class.

The elders came to toast, Lang Yangyang also drank two glasses, although he likes to drink, but the amount of alcohol is not good, especially liquor.

After two cups, I was a little drunk.

Zhuang Shuo asked, "Why don't we go first?" ”

Lang Yangyang shook his head: "I haven't cut the cake yet." ”

Fortunately, the cake session arrived soon, Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo stood aside, sang happy birthday songs and blew out candles.

"Ouch, this cake is really beautiful, are you willing to cut it?" Some friends teased Uncle Zhuang.

Uncle Zhuang was already blushing from drinking, and Aunt Xie shot back: "This cake is made by Yangyang, how do you know that we won't have it next year?" ”

is over, Lang Yangyang has become the focus again.

He was so shy that his fingers were stirred together, "Still." ”

"Oh~ blessed."

"Lao Xie Laozhuang, you can really do it, you have a son when you are old."

Everyone said that Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo were already two people, Aunt Xie was afraid that Lang Yangyang would be burdened when she heard it, so she hurriedly said: "You talk a lot!" Don't say that, the child should be embarrassed. ”

"It's not easy to meet this because of fate."

"Yes, we all understand and bless, but there are always some people who are broken-mouthed." Zhuang Shuo's aunt and Zhuang Shuo's mother have the same personality, and they are even more irritable, and they are excited: "The day before yesterday, I went to the old tobacco community to read the water meter, and a bunch of people gathered around and said that we were following Zhuang Shuo and making me angry." ”

"Sister." Aunt Xie hurriedly comforted her sister and told her to stop talking.

But the aunt's mouth didn't stop, "What else do you say about how men and men can be together, why can't they be together!?" Not to mention together! Marriage is OK! ”

"Auntie-" Zhuang Shuo was helpless and shouted to stop him.

When he wanted to step forward, he was pulled by Lang Yangyang's sleeve and whispered, "It's okay." ”

"Don't say it, don't say it." A few people grabbed the aunt and quickly changed the topic and cut the cake.

Later, Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo did not participate in the whole process, and left first after saying hello to the second aunt.

The car was parked in the street parking space outside, and the two of them walked over in a sway.

Zhuang Shuo looked at Lang Yangyang cautiously. He knew that Lang Yangyang was delicate and sensitive, and he was afraid that he would be bothered by the jokes of the elders just now.

But Lang Yangyang lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Yangyang?" Zhuang Shuo called him softly.

Lang Yangyang still lowered his head and snorted.

Zhuang Shuo was really panicked, and he wanted to touch Lang Yangyang's hand at a loss, but he didn't dare, "Yangyang, are you unhappy." ”

He bent down to probe Lang Yangyang's face, and his voice trembled with nervousness: "I apologize to you for my aunts...... Yangyang? ”

"Poofha-" Lang Yangyang laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

Zhuang Shuo was angry and laughed: "I thought it ...... I thought you were angry. ”

Lang Yangyang put his hands behind his back and looked up at him, his slightly drunken eyes watery.

"Why am I angry?"