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Chapter 194 Mid-Autumn Festival

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    After Dong Fang was sure, she saw Ling Weihua standing there with a bag of crabs, smiling.

    "Wei Hua, why are you here?" Dong Fang hurriedly ran down the steps: "You didn't tell me earlier when you came. You see, I'm in such a hurry that I don't even have a decent place to sit."

    Ling Weihua stepped forward and stopped Dong Fang's wrist: "Don't be so busy, I'll drop by to give you a basket of crabs today."

    "But¡­¡­"

    Before Dong Fang finished speaking, Ling Weihua handed over the thermos and interrupted her, "Hurry up and drink some water. Seeing how busy you are, you haven't drank much water all day. Your mouth is cracked."

    Dong Fang pursed her lips, lowered her head, feeling a little awkward: "There is boiling water in the room."

    Ling Weihua took off his coat and put it on for Dong Fang carefully: "Well, let's go to the restaurant of the hotel to eat together. I've already greeted them. Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I asked them to help steam two cages of crabs, and then  Add a few side dishes, do you think it will work like this?"

    Dong Fang gathered up the sweater, hung the broken hair on the sideburns behind her ears, and said softly: "I really can't do anything with you, then okay"

    "Mid-Autumn Festival, it's supposed to be lively and lively. What do you say about a few stir-fried dishes?" Ling Weihua let Dong Fang into the restaurant of the hotel without any explanation.

    Dong Fang was not in the mood to talk when she was seated.  But staring at the chopsticks, he listened to Ling Weihua talking about what he had seen and heard along the way.

    The waiter lifted the curtain and came out with freshly steamed crabs.  Seeing this, Dong Fang hurriedly stepped forward to take over the steaming steamer.

    "Be careful of burning your hands." Ling Weihua rushed to Dong Fang, held the steamer in his hands, put his body down, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be steamed so soon. Come on, let's eat while it's hot."  Fresh."

    The banquet was very rich. In addition to the crabs on the table, there was also Xianshui wine brought by Ling Weihua, plus Dong Fang's own side dishes, there were sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, fried buns, water shield, and old duck stew. The table was full.  How lively.

    Ling Weihua casually picked up a piece of osmanthus candied lotus root and put it in Dong Fang's bowl, "I'm afraid you have suffered a lot in Yu County these days, right?"

    Dong Fang smiled and shook her head: "It's nothing."

    Then she picked up the piece of candied lotus root and stuffed it into her mouth.  Normally, if this candied lotus root is not cooked well, it will easily feel sweet and greasy. Today, the taste is just right when it enters the throat.

    Dong Fang drank a few cups of wine and ate some crabs, and felt a little overwhelmed by the alcohol. She rubbed her forehead with her hands, looking very sleepy.

    The sky was not yet dark, and there was a faint halo of light color reflected in the restaurant of the hotel.  Looking at it from a distance, it is floating, as if covered with a layer of soft gauze.

    Under the dusk, there were only Dong Fang and Ling Weihua in the restaurant, and they suddenly seemed a little emotional.  The two of them seemed a little uncomfortable, each lowered their heads and buried themselves in eating side dishes.

    "By the way, I also brought yellow tea. It tastes very authentic. You must like it." Ling Weihua took the lead to break the silence, waved to the waiter, and soon someone brought tea.

    Dong Fang smiled slightly: "I don't pay much attention to drinking tea. The main reason is that the family conditions were not good before, and I didn't know what is good and what is bad. Thanks to you today, I can drink a sip of yellow tea."  Where's the tea?"

    "I heard from Jun Tao that even if you came here to stay in a hotel, you also planted potted plants in the room?" Ling Weihua asked casually.

    Dong Fang was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect Jun Tao to tell people everything.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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