Chapter 198 New Year’s Eve 4

An Ning, who was shuffling the cards, was multitasking, and was amused by An Guoyang's high momentum, but he played a three-er card.

"Hahahahahaha! A small piece of paper, why are you so awesome? Brother, let's take care of him."

An Guoming, who had finished playing his cards long ago, urged An Guoqing to play his cards.

He was with An Guoqing and An Guoping, and he was with the three brothers An Guoyang, An Guoqiang and An Guocheng.

Now it's up to An Guoyang and An Guoqing. Whichever of them removes the cards in their hand first will win.

The atmosphere was very tense, and all the mahjong players stopped to watch An Guoqing.

An Guoqing stared at the three, cleared his throat, and said with all his might, "No!"

"Hahaha we--what the hell, brother?"

An Guoming thought they were going to win, but An Guoqing didn't want to win.

This time, it was An Guoyang's turn to be proud.

"No three? Then I have the last one left?"

Grandpa Jiang walked into the house with steady steps. Jiang Xia behind him curled his lips secretly.

The taste is very similar to the rice delivered in Jiangxia in the province.

After one meal, Jiang Xia completely gained Lin Cuihua's favor.

Grandpa Jiang touched his forehead and said in a confused tone: "You and Jiang Xia should discuss it. I'll drink some wine and lie down in the room for a while."

An Ning thought about it carefully and said, "How should I put it? The food was amazing, but what you cooked is more in line with my taste."

Tranquility is gone.

"No more, it's National Day, what do you have two left?"

After An Ning finished speaking, Jiang Xia said with certainty: "That's true."

An Ning and the other juniors started to pack up the mahjong, wipe the tables, get water for everyone to wash their hands, and get ready for dinner.

In front of An Ning, Jiang Xia returned to his arrogant young master look.

An Ning bit into the ribs and finished one piece in a few bites. She changed the cuisine and added another piece of braised pork.

"This squirrel fish is made by Jiangxia, as well as the braised pork and garlic pork ribs. Anyway, if you think these dishes look good, they are all made by Jiangxia."

Everyone said something to each other, drank some water, and then went back to their homes.

"It's a new year. I hope we will be better and better in the future. It will get better year by year."

Everyone cheers, those who drink, those who drink, raise their heads high to signal.

"Okay, sit down and eat quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold."

He did this on purpose to suit An Ning's taste, but the arrogant Mr. Jiang didn't say anything.

After everyone finished eating, everyone cleared the table together, and it was done quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I'm old and I need to take a break."

The play continued in the house, changing people from time to time, and the sound of cooking and frying could be heard in the kitchen.

An Ning asked worriedly: "Grandpa Jiang, are you okay?"

An Ning looked up at Jiang Xia and met Jiang Xia's eyes.

After arriving at Jiang Xia's yard, An Ning put away the dumpling fillings and said, "My mother said that if you don't want to make noodles anymore, she will make more and I will bring them to you in the evening."

"You guys clean it up."

Not only that, Jiang Xia also smiled mysteriously, looked away, and went to drink and eat.

As for Jiang Xia, she was holding several plates of dishes in her hands, all of which were cooked today. Lin Cuihua specially set them aside for her grandson and grandpa to eat at night.

tasty!

He found that chatting with An Ning was a bit addictive.

Basically, all the men took a few sips, while the women and children sat at another table.

"Oh - yes, see you tonight."

A table for drinking and a table for not drinking.

An Guoyang raised the last card in his hand high and smashed it down with the overwhelming momentum.

"Put it away, put it away."

Jiang Xia smiled a little stiffly.

When everyone was ready, two tables were set up in the room.

However, Jiang Xia did not expose it, but said to An Ning: "Don't worry, my grandpa is fine."

"What's the relationship between the person who cooked in the provincial capital last time and you? I feel like your cooking tastes very similar."

Jiang Xia said a few words politely and modestly, and everyone moved their chopsticks and started eating.

"cheers!"

There was a piece of garlic pork ribs in front of An Ning, so she picked up a piece and took a bite.

As soon as she left, Grandpa Jiang got up from the kang, walked out of the house, and went to the toilet in a hurry.

Jiang Xia looked at An Ning who didn't understand, and explained: "Aren't we going to set off firecrackers?"

"Sure enough, the same soil and water bring up the same people. We are fellow villagers and our tastes are very similar."

But it's still a little bit different. It's not that it's not delicious, it's that the two people's craftsmanship are similar, but they have room for each to develop.

Lin Cuihua invited everyone to sit down and introduced the cuisine to everyone.

Everyone replied and sped up their movements. After a few minutes, the fight was over.

"That's right, if you come to see it at night, you have to keep a vigil."

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Cuihua called out.

"cheers!"

An Ning also withdrew his gaze, quite mysterious.

In the kitchen, the cook would watch the excitement at the door from time to time, with a smile on his face.

She looked at Jiang Xia and asked, "Your cooking skills are no longer good. Did you learn them secretly?"

Fat but not greasy, soft and delicious.

There was a lot of fun in the house, and it was more lively than in previous years.

Still delicious!

The women's table ate faster.

After one meal, Jiang Xia received praise from everyone.

"A four!"

After the dishes and chopsticks were washed, everyone remembered that the firecrackers Jiang Xia had brought had not yet been set off.

"Right away, this is it."

An Ning didn't notice anything was wrong and said to Jiang Xia, "I'm leaving first. My mother said there will be a vigil tonight."

When Jiang Xia heard this, she was secretly happy.

An Sancheng looked at the two small firecrackers hanging on the ground and said, "It's okay. If you set them off at night, you can still see the light."

"What else can I have? Two or three."

It tastes so good...a bit familiar.

How can an old man who can drink half a catty of wine in one meal become drunk?

Who are you fooling?

"I don't need my aunt to make the noodles tonight. I can just make them myself. As you can see, my cooking skills are pretty good."

"Well, see you tonight."

The dishes on the two tables were exactly the same. After everything was placed, An Sancheng, as the host, raised his glass and had a toast with everyone.

"Okay, let's clean up. It's time to eat."

An Ning, who was across from him, looked at Grandpa Jiang entering the house safely, as if nothing happened.

After everyone finished eating, they went to another room to stay and let the men drink slowly.

Everyone wanted to see the cards in An Guoqing's hand, and An Guoqing spread his palms.

Jiang Xia was a little nervous in her heart, but she pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Who do you think makes it more delicious?"

An Ning took the dumpling fillings prepared by Lin Cuihua and followed Grandpa Jiang to send them back.

Two threes were thrown on the kang by An Guoqing, and the whole room burst into laughter.

Jiang Xia gloated and asked, "I'm confused after drinking. Do you need my help?"

"Get out of here, little bastard."

Grandpa Jiang hurriedly walked out of the back door, muttering:

You little brat, you are really stupid in this regard.
Chapter completed!