But judging from past experiences, it’s likely that Xiang Zhiqiang won’t agree. And Ma Dongi really can’t stand Xiang Zhiqiang.
This thod needs so serious thought. I really don’t want Ma Dongi always staying at my house, neglecting hygiene, gnashing her teeth at night. Honestly, everything about her is irritating.
This has to be sorted out quickly. Otherwise, I have to keep putting up with her.
Sotis, people really can’t escape murmurs of complaint.
By late morning, Xiang Zhiqiang ca in carrying a bag.
"Lan Ying, guess what this is?"
Ma Dongi took one look at Xiang Zhiqiang and snorted.
Zheng Lanying hurriedly got up, "Brother Xiang, what is this?"
"Wild rabbit, caught in the field."
At this, Ma Dongi sat up. Last night, Tan Shaoting went to deliver so at, but she knew they were essentially withholding food now.
After working hard for so long, having at would be wonderful.
"Two of them?"
"Yeah, I’ve already butchered them. I’ve prepared the rabbit skin for you; once it’s done, you can make a hat."
"Thanks, Brother Xiang."
"No need to be polite. These rabbits are all yours; keep them for yourself to eat."
Xiang Zhiqiang said that and was about to leave. Zheng Lanying grabbed him.
"Brother Xiang, don’t leave. Stay and eat lunch with us today. I’ll stew the rabbit, and you stay to eat."
"No need, just keep it for yourself to eat." Xiang Zhiqiang swallowed, feeling Zheng Lanying holding onto his hand.
"That wouldn’t do. Since you’re the one who brought the wild rabbit.
It’s just that we have no alcohol. If we had so, that would be perfect."
"Lan Ying, do you drink?"
"Not really, just think at should naturally co with alcohol. Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, I want to treat Brother Xiang and thank you for your help this year."
Ma Dongi was lying on the kang and listening, just waiting for them to stew the at. When the ti cos, she definitely plans to stay and eat; they wouldn’t dare not invite her, would they?
"Brother Xiang, could you bring so alcohol?"
"Sure, I’ll get so for you."
Zheng Lanying pulled out one yuan, "Brother Xiang, use this to buy alcohol; buy plenty so Dongi can join us, and the three of us can eat at and drink."
Xiang Zhiqiang also wanted at and drink. But he didn’t take the yuan; he still had money to buy alcohol.
"I’ll go exchange so; the farm has a family brewing their own alcohol. I’ll exchange grain for it. You guys wait."
Zheng Lanying smiled; what is there to worry about now? She’s just naive; when such things happen, others think of her too.
She can’t stand Ma Dongi’s arrogant attitude, so she said nothing, took the bag out.
Ma Dongi sat up stiff on the kang, but in order to enjoy the at, she decided to bear it.
Zheng Lanying went to the central room, put the rabbit in warm water. She knew how to do this. It should be chopped into pieces, so she noisily worked outside, then scalded cornal with boiled water. A pot was ready.
When everything was sorted, she took over twenty potatoes from the house, all placed aside ready for cooking.
She returned to the kang to continue grinding corn, ignoring Ma Dongi. Actually, she’s not entirely bad; just caught up in the mont’s anger; internally conflicted, fearing her actions might harm them both.
But Ma Dongi couldn’t hold her tongue, "Lan Ying, you don’t want to stay and eat? Afraid I’ll hinder you?"
Zheng Lanying laughed; what’s there to dwell on? Ma Dongi brought this on herself.
"How could that be? Didn’t I say to stay and eat?"
"I thought so; you’re not like that. If it wasn’t for speaking up, you might not have been able to stay here."
Zheng Lanying was so annoyed by Ma Dongi. How can soone be so aggravating?
So she just smiled, continued grinding corn, rushed to hand over her work, maybe she’d earn so more money.
anwhile, Xiang Zhiqiang quickly ran ho, fetched the leftover corn. Since Lan Ying ntioned wanting more, he took thirty pounds of corn to another group.
They wouldn’t make things hard; the corn exchanged for five pounds of white alcohol, brewed from grain with an especially high proof.
Xiang Zhiqiang happily cradled the bottle, headed for Zheng Lanying’s house.
When he arrived, Zheng Lanying was already cooking, and the aroma of rabbit at was wafting through.
After working a hard fall harvest, everyone desperately craved so flavor, discreetly swallowing with the scent of the at.
A huge pot of rabbit and potatoes.
Originally planned for griddle cakes, but couldn’t fit them.
No choice, stead buns would have to do; essentially the sa.
"Lan Ying, I can light the fire for you." After marrying Zhao Yanping, he’d never helped with household chores.
"Great, I’ll mix so cabbage, and slice so pickled vegetables."
On a rural table, big sauce and pickled veggies were a must.
Ma Dongi was utterly unreserved, still lying motionless on the kang; now with the fire burning, the kang beca even warr, even less inclined to move.
An hour and a half later, the three sat eating on the kang, with the kang table Xiang Zhiqiang had helped buy, naturally without Zheng Lanying spending money.
A big bowl full of rabbit stewed with potatoes, truly delicious with only salt for seasoning, still, it’s at!
"Brother Xiang, have so, see if I made it tasty?"
Xiang Zhiqiang picked up the bottle, "Lan Ying, would you like to try?"
"Pour a little; how could there be at without alcohol?"
In these parts co winter, everyone drinks a bit.
Ma Dongi also drank, so she pushed her bowl forward, "Fill it up."
"This is over fifty proof."
"When I say fill it up, you fill it up, why all the chatter?"
Xiang Zhiqiang knew Ma Dongi looked down on him, but he didn’t go chasing her; if it weren’t for being at Lan Ying’s place, who’d bother with her?
But he filled it up for her, also filled his own.
The three then began eating.
Ma Dongi’s eating manner was really unsightly, just picking out at.
"Brother Xiang, Dongi, let’s toast; thank you, Brother Xiang, for taking care of . Otherwise, I wouldn’t have survived."
Ma Dongi curled her lips, but raised her drink, half gone in one gulp.
"This alcohol is good; drinking it feels warm."
Zheng Lanying only took a small sip, "Too spicy, you guys drink more. I can’t drink much."
Thus, the three ate and drank, with Xiang Zhiqiang and Ma Dongi competing to drink.
The al went on for more than an hour, the two of them getting tipsy.
Now Zheng Lanying encouraged them to drink even more; seeing Ma Dongi with glazed eyes, Xiang Zhiqiang had a slurred tongue, frequently trying to get touchy.
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