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Chapter 110 The Taste of Memory Always Makes People Warm

"Peng Yuyan, the fried pork with pickled melon that you ordered is pickled with pickled melons. There is also pickled melons here. It seems to be called white melons. Can you see if it is this?" Huang Lei took out the pickled white melons he bought and gave them Peng Yuyan looked.

Peng Yuyan went over to taste it, his eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Yes, this is it."

"That's good. I was worried that I bought the wrong one and had to make do with it." Huang Lei read it for him and found that it was correct. He felt relieved and turned around to go back to the kitchen.

"Ms. Huang, is there anything I can do for you?" Ni Ni sat for a while, then went into the kitchen to help Huang Lei.

"It's great, Ni Ni can still take the initiative to work, so can you pick green onions?"

"I will pick onions."

"Then pick some shallots."

Huang Lei was relieved to hand over the shallots he was picking to Ni Ni for picking.

Then he walked out of the kitchen, stood at the door and looked at the five big men chatting in the pavilion: "You five are quite free, aren't you?"

"Ah? Are you free? No, we are not free at all." Yang Di pretended to be working, but there was nothing in his hand.

"Haha. By the way, I was shopping with Mr. Huang just now. When I saw that they were selling snails, Mr. Huang asked and said that there are some in the rice fields. You guys, go to the rice fields over there to grab some and come back at night. Fried snails." He Jiong remembered what he had to arrange, so he sent a few people who were free to go to the field.

Zhang Zifeng was going too, but He Jiong stopped him: "Sister, don't go, go talk to Ni Ni."

"Oh." Zhang Zifeng entered the room obediently.

"Sister Ni Ni, let me help you."

"Yeah..." After a while, the two girls hummed Qiao Yi's new song.

When Huang Lei heard it, he didn't seem to have heard it before: "Whose song is this, it's very nice?"

"My brother sang it when he was harvesting the wheat." Zhang Zifeng said with a smile as he sat with Ni Ni to pick vegetables.

"What song?" Huang Lei became curious when he heard it.

"The wind blows the wheat. But we will sing the rest of the song, ummmm... la la la..." The two girls kept humming while picking vegetables.

Huang Lei shook his head with a smile and concentrated on preparing the ingredients.

Not long after, the people who caught snails in the rice fields also came back, bringing back about enough snails for a plate.

"Yang Di, what did you do in the movie?"

While cleaning the snails, sitting in the pavilion and chatting about the movie "The Legend of Wukong" that these three people came to promote, He Jiong asked curiously.

"I acted as the giant spirit in it!" Yang Di said proudly.

"You, play the giant spirit god?"

Then, in exchange for the disbelief of everyone in Mushroom House.

"It's true! You don't think I'm joking, do you? Let me tell you, in the movie, I can bully whoever I want!" Yang Di frowned.

"Peng Yuyan, is this true?" He Jiong still didn't believe it.

Peng Yuyan glanced at Yang Di who was about to get impatient, and nodded with a smile.

Ok.

Everyone in Mushroom House showed the same expression.

Seeing Zhang Zifeng and Ni Ni coming out of the kitchen and playing with Qianqiu, Qiao Yi felt that one swing was missing, so he said, "Well, do you want to make another swing? It feels like my sister and Ni Ni are sitting together. It’s so beautiful to spend thousands of years there.”

"We should do another one!" He Jiong agreed.

So they did what they said, and while the meal was not ready, a few people ran to the bamboo forest and cut a bamboo and came back, and made a swing next to the original Qianqiu.

After finishing the swing, it was dark.

Huang Lei took a break for a while, and sat on the swing as soon as he saw it.

"Let me look at you." Huang Lei glanced at He Jiong and sang softly.

He Jiong immediately continued: "Zhifan, haven't you thought about me all these years?"

"Hey, these two are very similar to the swing we have a crush on." Huang Lei smiled and stood up, remembering the drama "Creative Love in Peach Blossom Land" that has been performed countless times.

This is a series of stories about the collision between the two crews of the modern tragedy "Unrequited Love" and the costume comedy "Peach Blossom Spring" at the same rehearsal time...

After so many years, Qiao Yi can still remember the classic lines in the play.

The secret love chapter among them is especially tearful.

A pair of lovers like Jiang Binliu and Yun Zhifan met and were separated because of the war. When they met again, one was already seriously ill, and the other was also very old, which made people sigh.

"It's so quiet." Qiao Yi joined the drama club when he was in college, and also rehearsed this drama, so he opened his mouth and took it.

"I have never seen such a quiet Shanghai, as if everything has stopped." He Jiong also took it.

"My wife and I have been on the swing for almost ten years. We have been going since [-]." Huang Lei said to Ni Ni and Zhang Zifeng while unfastening his apron.

"Eight years?" Ni Ni was shocked.

"I have watched the movie versions of Lin Qingxia and Jin Shijie in Taiwan, but I have never seen the live version of Mr. Huang and you! Mr. Huang, can you come for a while?" Peng Yuyan looked at Huang Lei expectantly.

He Jiong said: "Why don't we take advantage of steaming things now and let us play a part for you?"

"Hurry up, watch the show!" Qiao Yi didn't even watch the scene.

So soon, before the actors were seated, the auditorium was already set up, and six people sat seriously on the chairs with expectant gazes on their faces.

The open-air small theater of Mushroom House will start performance soon.

Huang Lei still played Jiang Binliu, and He Jiong played Yun Zhifan as a cameo.

At this time, the program group also released the background music of "Secret Love" in a timely manner.

He Jiong was sitting on the swing, facing the auditorium, Huang Lei was sitting with his back, singing softly: "You are a floating cloud in the clear sky, you are a shooting star in the middle of the night, a piece of... affectionate..."

"It's so quiet. I've never seen such a quiet Shanghai. It feels like there are only the two of us left in Shanghai!"

He Jiong opened his mouth, stood up and looked not far away: "Bin Liu, look at the lamp in the water, it seems..."

"It's like a scene in a dream." Huang Lei turned his head and said with a smile.

"Everything seems to have stopped."

"Everything has stopped, the night has stopped, the moon has stopped. Street lamps, swings, you and me, everything has stopped..."

Qiao Yi sat below, watching the performance although it was not a serious one, but he could still recall the rehearsal, and then the performance at the school drama club's annual drama gala, and couldn't help being slightly fascinated.

Ni Ni, who was sitting on the other side of Qiao Yi, gradually had tears in her eyes.

It seems to have thought of something.

Soon, this classic passage will be over.

Although Huang Lei's Jiang Binliu is a little greasy because he just came out of the kitchen, and He Jiong's Yun Zhifan is also a bit of a drama, but this is the appeal of the drama. Stopped, the story also unfolded.

"it is good!"

The audience applauded loudly and applauded.

"It's so romantic!" Ni Ni held her face in her hands, looking yearning.

"The live version is really romantic, but if you want to watch it, you'd better have tissues ready, the last paragraph is too tear-jerking." Qiao Yi said with a smile.

"I'm so envious, I've never seen it before." Yang Di felt very regretful.

"Oh, I have visited it." Peng Peng said aside.

He Jiong was still sitting on the swing, swaying and said: "Peng Peng has seen it, and the secret love looks silly!"

"It sounds like goosebumps to me." Ni Ni said, touching her arm.

"Your sister hasn't seen it, has she?" Qiao Yi asked Zhang Zifeng.

Zhang Zifeng seemed to be a little caught up in it, and smiled when he heard Qiao Yi's words: "No."

"It's very emotional. And every time Mr. Huang and Sun Li are in the ward in the last scene, it's a farewell. It's been eight years, more than 400 scenes, and every scene is full of tears, and every time it ends At the end of the curtain call, Teacher Huang would hold Sun Li in his arms and give her a kiss. He said that only in this way can I come back. This is my wife, and she is still in my arms..."

When He Jiong told the short story behind the secret love drama, the audience listened attentively until the audience left.

"Okay, let's prepare everything. The meal can be served." Huang Lei came out to call for someone, interrupting He Jiong's narration.

Hearing that there was food, everyone also came out of the scene just now and ran into the kitchen one after another.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

Peng Yuyan ran the fastest, and his saliva was about to flow out when he smelled the fragrance, while helping to serve food outside.

"It's so fragrant! Thank you, Teacher Huang!" Ni Ni was the first to raise the tea mug to thank Huang Lei for his hard work.

"Thank you, Teacher Huang!" Everyone also picked up the tea mug.

"Welcome to Peng Peng's true self, Peng Yuyan, Ni Ni, and of course Yang Di!" Huang Lei smiled and clinked glasses with the three guests.

"Thank you!"

"And thank you to my Yi, my Feng, and my Peng, my Jiong, I love you all!" Huang Lei smiled and clinked glasses with the other four people in Mushroom House.

As a result, everyone in Mushroom House clinked glasses with each other.

"Okay, let's start, it won't taste good when it's cold." Huang Lei stopped everyone's endless acting in time.

"start!"

"I'm sorry! I can smell this fresh fish soup as soon as I sit here. I must have a sip of the soup first!" Peng Yuyan served himself a small bowl of pickled cabbage and fresh fish soup. As soon as he took it, he could feel the taste in his mouth exploded!

"It's too authentic, it's so delicious!" Peng Yuyan finished his drink in two or three sips, put down the bowl, and praised with both hands.

"The taste is just right, neither salty nor bland." Ni Ni's evaluation is relatively simple, but it goes straight to the core.

Late at night, it's not a live broadcast anyway, so it doesn't matter whether it will be complained about by the barrage after the broadcast. It's poisonous in the middle of the night. In the small courtyard of the mushroom house, the smell of rice is wafting.

"Peng Yuyan really likes to eat two dishes! You watch our show, how much is related to the taste at home?"

Huang Lei felt full after not eating much. Seeing that Peng Yuyan almost wrapped up the two dishes he ordered, he said with a smile: "The smoked fish that Qi Wei ordered before was made by her grandfather. Peng Yuyan ordered It’s also home-cooked, and so is Yang Di.”

"It's the smell of home." Ni Ni accepted the words with a smile.

"Mr. Huang, dare to say that this stir-fried chicken with potatoes and glutinous rice cakes is definitely the kind I ate when I was a child. It is very special and makes people miss it!" Yang Di looked thin, but he didn't know how many bowls of rice he had eaten.

"The smell of memory always makes people feel warm." He Jiong concluded from the side.

But Peng Peng was at the side, leaning back against the back of the chair, savoring the aftertaste of the meal with his face, puffing out his already obvious stomach, and letting out a long sigh.

Then, as if contagious, the others sighed after the meal.

So concentrated, and entered a state of short-term ignorance after the meal.

"Eat more, or the meat won't taste good when it's cold." Seeing Zhang Zifeng staring blankly at the empty bowl, Qiao Yi picked up a piece of braised pork for her.

"I'm full." Zhang Zifeng pouted.

Obviously can't eat anymore.

"Alright then, I'll eat." Qiao Yi had no choice but to pick it up, took a mouthful of rice, and then a mouthful of soup, and ate it.

Then he also leaned back in the chair, silently in a daze.

At this time, someone hummed again: "Mmmmm... la la la..."

So it was more like an infection, except for He Jiong who was still in a daze, even Huang Lei hummed along.

"Mmmmmmm..."

"La la la..."

I have never seen such a quiet mushroom house.

(End of this chapter)