Since winter began, Mr. Wen Er started running to the Li family's farm in the suburbs of Beijing, checking the property accounts, looking at the crops, and discussing the arrangements for next year with the shopkeeper. These tasks, as Mrs. Zhang said, were originally wanted to let Li Xin run away, but after the New Year, Li Xin was about to have the spring exam. Mr. Wen volunteered to say that he was the best at this matter, so he took it.

Mr. Wen especially liked this mission. He rushed to the village early in the morning. When he arrived at the village, he looked here and there, squatted in the fields, smoking dry tobacco and talking about crops with tenants and farmers. He had a very happy chat.

It was not until the sun sets in the west that Master Wen Er came out of the village and rushed back to Wisteria Villa. It was already dark and got out of the car in the second gate. Master Wen Er was hungry and put his chest on his back, and went straight to the kitchen with a familiarity.

Mrs. Zhang manages the family and does not leave any strict areas, and places that should be relaxed have always been extremely generous, such as Xiao You's sisters' club.

In the room in the kitchen, there was a gathering every now and then. Master Wen Er always felt that from the first to the last time, everyone was afraid that everyone would go to the room to the small table and chatted happily.

The little boss is Xiao You, the big boss is Mrs. Zhang, and the little boss is the little boss because she cooks the food and works hard. The big boss is Mrs. Zhang, because all the ingredients and even fine wine are taken directly from the warehouse of the big kitchen.

Mr. Wen asked Madam Wan about this. Madam Wan laughed at him for being strange and said that there is a west wing in the kitchen, and the kitchen in the back of the garden that is used for banquets and flower parties. There is also such a venue. There is also a large car room in the front yard. The wife said that this is good. If you are tired and annoyed, you will suffer grievances, or if you have something to do at home, a few people who can talk about it together, eat, drink, talk and talk, and there will be no knots that cannot be untied. It is just the same. If you are not allowed to drink when you are on duty the next day, you will not be allowed to drink the day before.

Mr. Wen thought for a while and was amazed. Isn’t this the so-called Zhang Youchi? In fact, not only Zhang Youchi, let alone those little girls, but he, when he remembered that he was crowded among a group of little girls in the kitchen room, talking and laughing, and drinking half drunk, this warm and relaxing joy, when I remembered it, I felt that the Wisteria Villa was like home, and that small room was one of the most important parts of the home.

That's true. Although it's only half a year ago, he has no difference with his feelings for Wisteria Villa and the Li family. Every time he goes out, he thinks of coming back, he is as anxious as if he is growing milk swallows to the forest.

Master Wen Erdun plunged into the big kitchen and looked up and saw the brightly lit West Room, and his pace was faster.

"Xiao You, is there any food?" Seven or eight steps away from the wing room, and Master Wen shouted loudly.

"Second Master is back, why is it so late again? Come in quickly. The hot pot has just been served and it hasn't been eaten yet. I'll get a few more for you." Xiaoyou opened the curtain and asked Mr. Wen to join.

In the room, Qiu Mei, Qing Ju and Xia Xian quickly stood up, moved the chairs and the pots and chopsticks.

Master Wen rubbed his hands happily and sat down at the edge of the kang he used for. He first picked up the cup and signaled Qiumei to pour wine for him. He raised it and smelled it. He narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, raised it and drank it in, put down the cup, and whispered gently, "It's fragrant! Is orange peel in this wine?"

"I also added sugar." Qingju replied with a smile: "Sia Xian likes to drink sweet wine, and I also think it's sweet and delicious."

"I just said why the wine tasted so mottled. Your wife's house is full of good wine, so you two little girls were ruined." Mr. Wen looked a pity.

"I'll warm another pot to Master Er." Qiu Mei was about to jump off the kang, and Master Wen hurriedly stopped her, "No, no, just this, it's a waste, but the taste is really good. I'll drink this, what kind of soup is that? Winter bamboo shoots and baked meat bone soup? Well, just it, give me a bowl to get rid of the cold."

After drinking half a bowl of soup, Xiaoyou brought in a food box and took out a plate of white-cut meat, a small plate of sesame oil paste, a plate of five-spice donkey meat, and a large bowl of spicy spicy sheep's hooves. Finally, he put seven or eight children's fists-sized and frozen crab paste lion heads onto the hot pot.

"Pour wine and wine!" Master Wen Er moved his index finger when he saw it. He drank the soup in three sips. Xia Xian hurriedly filled him with hot rice wine. Master Wen Er stuffed a mouthful of white cut meat, drank a few slices of five-spice donkey meat, and then took up another sheep's hoof. While eating, he signaled to the four people in a vague manner, "You... yours... don't worry about me."

Qiu Mei poured another pot of wine, added shredded ginger and orange peel and sugar to warm up. Several people were used to it. Apart from pouring wine for Master Wen from time to time, they really didn't care about him. The four of them ate the vegetarian dishes in the hot pot slowly. Except for Qiu Mei, they sipped the wine and talked in small sips.

Only Qiu Mei, who is more heroic than Erye Wen, raised her head and then raised her head and then again.

"Qiu Mei? Is this?" Mr. Wen looked at Qiu Mei for three or four drinks, and his hand that kept stuffing meat into his mouth paused, looking at Xiao You and asked.

"It's okay, second master doesn't have to worry about it." Xiao You said it was okay, but the tone of his voice and expression on his face were obviously something was wrong.

Mr. Wen fled quickly, and in a short while he had already eaten half full, slowing down his pace. He looked at the three people who were just talking about gossip, and Qiu Mei, who didn't say a word of salty or light, frowned, and thought for a while, and asked with some insight: "This morning, I seem to have heard that the New Year's goods from Huzhou were delivered?"

"Well. Alas! Second Master is really..." Xiao You looked at Second Master Wen, nodded, and then sighed.

"What's wrong? Your cousin doesn't want to marry you? Or has he already made a kiss?" Master Wen Er asked, looking at Qiu Mei.

"I didn't get engaged, and I didn't say I didn't want to." Qing Ju replied for Qiu Mei. "The New Year's goods were sent by the grandson of the shopkeeper Ning Lao's shopkeeper Ning Jiang. The shopkeeper Ning specially sent him to come and talk about Qiu Mei's cousin. Ning Jiang and Qiu Mei's cousin were studying together, saying that Qiu Mei's cousin has been very hard-working in studying for more than a year. Every day, he only studied. The county school teacher liked him very much. He said that Qiu Mei could pass the Jinshi exam, but he dared not say that he was a juren."

"That's good." Mr. Wen praised, but his heart sank. The better it was, the worse the things that followed.
Chapter completed!