pregnant woman back to the farm

In the evening, a strong fragrance came from the valley, and the villagers dragged their families along, chatting and sitting at the long table that was simply put together.

On the other side, in the kitchen converted from a barn, people came and went, and dishes were brought out one by one. "Junsheng, come and fry the chicken for me, I'll go and see how they are doing steamed vermicelli." Zou Qing shouted.

Jing Junsheng put the fried fish balls into a large basin, and before he had time to wipe off his sweat, he hurried to the stove and took the frying spoon.Tonight's meal, the whole village will come to eat, although outside chefs are invited, there are still not enough people, everyone is busy like a spinning top.Fortunately, Jing Junsheng was quick in his hands and feet and could keep up with the speed of the chefs. He fried the chicken in two or three strokes, put it in a pot and served it on the table.

The banquets in the village are all served in large pots, full of weight, and genuine flowing water seats.Those who came back specially to participate in the sacrificial ceremony went to the table to eat first, chatted with uncle and the others for a while when they were full, and hurried back to the city.Zhou Ran and Guoguo were not in a hurry to get to the table, they ran to greet Zhao Yan and the others first, especially since Guoguo was dragged by his uncles to chat and was stuffed with several red envelopes.

The uncles were older and loved children the most. They couldn't help pinching the little boy's hands and stroking the little guy's head before letting Zhou Ran take him to play.

Finally, Jing Junsheng, who was almost too busy, also came out, untied his apron, and bumped into a chubby "cannonball" head-on: "Guoguo, are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Guoguo took the quicksand bag that the uncles and aunts handed him when he passed the long table, and had already gnawed down to a small piece of skin, "Dad, let's go eat!"

"Okay." Jing Junsheng took him by the hand, looked around, found a table with not many people and sat down.Zhou Ran also sat down and unwrapped the disposable bowls and chopsticks for the father and son.

"Everyone be quiet!" Zhao Yan stood up holding the wine, "Today is a big day in the village, let me say a few words. Everyone knows that this year the village has built roads, and Junsheng's orchard is getting better and better, and everyone is also involved." Guang, it’s obvious to all! You young ones! Learn more!” After speaking, he raised his glass to Jing Junsheng, and Jing Junsheng had to stand up: “Although I’ve lived outside for many years, I’m not I have always been in the village. I can’t say how much I have helped everyone. In short, I can earn money and live a good life together.”

"Okay! Come, come, drink!" Zhao Yan raised his neck, very heroic.

The atmosphere became more enthusiastic. Originally, Jing Junsheng was the owner of the orchard. Many people in the village were still a little afraid of him.Jing Junsheng couldn't refuse, so he glanced at Zhou Ran, but this guy didn't look up and ate happily, and didn't mean to help stop the drink at all.And Guoguo stared at him ignorantly, and asked, "Daddy, can't you drink?"

"Of course! Why don't men drink alcohol!" Everyone booed.

Jing Junsheng smiled helplessly: "Okay, drink, drink together!"

Zou Qing spoke at the right time: "Eat a la carte first, then drink after filling your stomach!" Then he turned and scolded Zhao Yan, "Especially you!"

The villagers all knew Zhao Yan's wife-fearing character, and burst out laughing instantly.

As a result, the whole village ate and drank lively, and Jing Junsheng was caught chatting with the elders, unknowingly drinking more.Guoguo originally planned to "save" her father, but unfortunately she was hungry, so after thinking about it, she sat up straight and obediently ate.As for Zhou Ran, who has been burying his head in eating hard: Well, the steamed abalone with vermicelli is really delicious, and the fried chicken with mushrooms is also good... Wow, this turbot is so tender, it melts in your mouth... there is even roast meat, whether to eat it with sugar or not...

When the banquet was over, Jing Junsheng was already drunk, and was taken home by Zhou Ran and Guoguo alone.Zhao Yan and the others were still yelling to fight for wine, but their respective daughters-in-law grabbed their ears and scolded them.

"Guoguo, can you make hangover soup?" Zhou Ran asked.

Guoguo shook her head honestly: "No, Uncle Zhou, can't you?"

"Of course...not at all." One big and one small looked at each other, and finally they could only feed Jing Junsheng some hot water.

Jing Junsheng woke up a little bit, covering his eyes; "Zhou Ran, you, you take Guoguo to sleep..."

"Can you do it yourself?" Zhou Ran was a little worried.

"It's okay." Jing Junsheng raised the corner of his mouth, "It's not like you haven't seen me when Sun Hong and I went out to drink... Let's go, it's too late."

The room quickly fell silent.

Jing Junsheng sighed, touched the clothes on the bedside, and found the phone: "Well... this..."

Sun Hong, who was going to sleep, suddenly received a call and was very surprised: "Junsheng?"

"Ah Hong...I drank a lot of wine today..." Jing Junsheng completely lost the pretense of being calm and composed in front of Guoguo and the others, and said coquettishly to the phone, "My head hurts..."

Sun Hong immediately became nervous: "Is no one making you hangover soup? Tsk, I'll go find Zhou Ran..."

"No need...I don't want to drink...I just miss you so much..."

Listening to the slightly hoarse voice, Sun Hong was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Jing Junsheng turned over: "Fortunately... just lying down, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to sleep. I didn't go back to the company today. I just read a book at home." Sun Hong couldn't help being more gentle.During this period of time, there were rumors everywhere that he asked Yuan Yue to manage the company secretly, and pretended to be betrayed by his best friend, so that he could not afford to be decadent.Originally, Yuan Yue was angry that he pushed himself to Sun Yu, but Sun Yu said "that's your little nephew", so he had no choice but to help.

"Then I, I won't bother you..." Jing Junsheng muttered, "You have to pay attention to rest...don't get tired..."

Knowing that the other party was very soft and cute when he was drunk, Sun Hong licked his lips, and couldn't help recalling those charming scenes back then: "It's okay, I miss you very much, or... I'll read you a poem? Let you Get some sleep."

Jing Junsheng laughed dazedly: "Okay... I haven't heard of it..." In the past, the two of them would sleep together in their big nights, except for sleeping together. The young master Sun has that kind of character, so how could he be ashamed of himself? ?

There was a trace of guilt in Sun Hong's eyes. In the past, he was too naive. He said he would take care of him, but he refused to face the fact that he fell in love with him.Later, I understood, but the two places have been separated, and there is no time for such warmth. "He stood on my eyelids, and his hair fell between mine. He had the shape of my palm, the color of my eyes. He was engulfed by my shadow, like a jewel in the sky..." Originally This song "Lover" was written by the poet Ai Luya to a certain woman, but as Sun Hong read it slowly, only Jing Junsheng's face came to mind.

Not long after, the sound of breathing at the other end gradually became steady, as if he had fallen asleep.

"...and the days and nights that are controlled by your eyelids." Sun Hong read several love poems in a row, his voice became softer and softer, and finally only one sentence remained, "Good night."

He closed the phone and fell asleep completely.