Tan Yushi was listening, but felt something was wrong.
He took a step forward and was about to continue questioning when suddenly a man's raised voice came from the other side of the yard.
"Xiaosong, are you okay? Come back for dinner."
Xiaosong looked back and said, "Uncle San called us."
Wang Qing nodded, rubbed his already hungry belly, and said, "Then let's go back quickly."
She hasn't eaten a bite since she came to this village yesterday.
Everyone in the village had a big pot of rice together last night. If something like that happened, there shouldn't be any accidents today, right?
Wang Qing and Tan Yushi returned to the middle-aged courtyard. The man stood at the door and looked at them with a smile.
"Ms. Wang, you are finally back. I am waiting for you to come to the table and start the dinner."
This enthusiastic attitude made Wang Qing feel a little embarrassed. He waved his hand and said, "I am slow. If you are hungry, you eat first."
The middle-aged man just smiled, but his smile was a little more embarrassed.
"Um, Ms. Wang..." The middle-aged man hesitated and spoke hesitantly.
Wang Qing: "Huh?"
Middle-aged man: "Ms. Wang, it's like this. I have a son at home who is young and strong..."
When Tan Yushi heard this, alarm bells immediately started ringing in his heart.
Could it be that this weird person wants to help Wang Qing go on a blind date? !
What a vicious plan!
Although Wang Qing is young, his strength cannot be underestimated, and he will obviously become the main force in clearing the dungeon in the future.
But these weird people actually want to use such vicious and despicable tactics to keep Wang Qing in this village!
Tan Yushi quickly looked at Wang Qing, wanting to remind her to refuse.
Before he opened his mouth, Wang Qing's face was full of vigilance.
Tan Yushi was relieved that Wang Qing was simple and kind-hearted, but he was not a fool and would not be easily fooled by weird tricks.
Wang Qing looked the middle-aged man up and down and sighed secretly in his heart.
Seeing such an honest and honest face, I didn't expect that he would also want to go through the back door.
By saying these things to her, weren't you just trying to get your son into their farm in advance?
Fortunately, this is not the first time Wang Qing has dealt with this kind of thing, and he has experience.
She coughed, with a look of embarrassment on her face: "Well... this needs careful consideration. Everything must be done according to rules and regulations."
After a pause, Wang Qing added: "Don't worry, if he is good enough, I will never be stingy about giving him a chance."
What? Still want a chance?
Tan Yushi's expression changed, but he immediately reacted.
Of course, you can't say it to death, it's better to leave some points behind.
What if the rejection is too direct and the weird madman in front of me becomes unwilling and makes false concessions to them?
The more I think about Tan Yushi, the more I feel it is right, and the more I look at Wang Qing, the more I feel satisfied.
I didn't expect Wang Qing to be so rough and detailed, even taking this layer into consideration.
"Hey, that's right."
Wang Qing looked at the kitchen knife held by the middle-aged man in confusion, and the cold light dazzled his eyes.
Wang Qing asked inexplicably: "What are you doing with a kitchen knife while you're eating?"
"Ah, I-" The middle-aged man turned to look at the kitchen knife in his hand, feeling suddenly at a loss.
It was really rude to point a kitchen knife at Ms. Wang. If the village chief saw it, he would probably be reprimanded.
"Me, me, me, I think this kitchen knife is a bit dull. I'll take it out and sharpen it." The middle-aged man finally made up a reason.
Wang Qing nodded and seemed to accept it.
"Then put it back quickly and let's have dinner together."
Soon, everyone sat down around a table.
Wang Qing took a look at the dishes on the table. Although the time was short, the dishes prepared were very rich, including fish, meat, meat and vegetables.
It seems that this third aunt is also a very good person who knows how to run a house.
Wang Qing thought so and looked at the only woman on the table who she didn't recognize.
She was a very typical rural woman, dressed and dressed similar to what Wang Qing had in mind for rural women. Her skin was slightly dark, a little fat, and she had big shoulders and a round waist, but at first glance she looked like someone who could work.
Wang Qing likes such people very much.
After all, it's on her farm. What is most lacking is hard-working and capable people.
On second thought, Wang Qing thought that there was no cook on his farm.
When she was interning among the interns, she only ate instant noodles and box lunches, which were not healthy at all.
If we can take over this aunt as a cook, we can definitely improve the food for our employees.
Wang Qing was thinking happily and raised her chopsticks to start eating.
He glanced at the table, only to find that something was missing.
"Where are the rabbits and mushrooms I brought?" Wang Qing was a little confused, "Why aren't they on the table? Aren't they ready yet?"
The middle-aged man's expression froze, and the third aunt immediately kicked his leg and muttered something that seemed to be a small complaint, but no one could hear him clearly.
"Yeah, it's not ready yet, it's simmering in the pot." The third aunt said with a smile.
Wang Qing raised his chopsticks and faced a table full of dishes. He was really hungry, so he didn't care about the food, so he said:
"That's okay. The meat needs to be simmered for a while before it becomes more rotten, more flavorful and more delicious. Let's stew it there for now. Let's eat it first."
With that said, Wang Qing took off his chopsticks first and picked up a piece of braised pork from the dish basin on the table.
Looking at the greasy braised pork, several other people subconsciously thought of what they had eaten yesterday.
The old man who was lying on the table eating meat crazily was stuffing meat into his mouth and spitting it out uncontrollably. His whole person was extremely twisted and terrifying.
Instinctively, a trace of fear arose in the four people's hearts.
Wang Qing was so hungry when he looked at the braised pork that he stuffed it into his mouth without thinking too much.
The meat was stewed very well, with just the right amount of fat and leanness. When you take a sip, the half layer of fat on the lean meat melts in your mouth.
Chewing it again, the lean meat is extremely sweet and fragrant, making your mouth water.
It's so delicious.
Wang Qing became more and more eager to let his third aunt work on the farm.
When she was about to stretch out her chopsticks to pick up the second piece, she realized that no one on the table except her was using their chopsticks, and everyone was staring at her closely.
Wang Qing felt a little embarrassed and quickly urged: "You guys should eat too. You haven't eaten anything since yesterday. Aren't you hungry?"
It was only then that everyone woke up and saw that Wang Qing was fine. They all raised their chopsticks to pick up the dishes on the table.
But if you observe carefully, you will find that only after Wang Qing has eaten each dish, several other people will eat it.
For a moment, there was no one talking, only the sound of chopsticks hitting cups and dishes.
Finally, Wang Qing was half full and slowed down the food picking.
She looked at her third uncle and third aunt again.
"Should the rabbit and mushrooms be stewed? Can you serve them?"
