Kwee took her to a flower farmer's house for dinner.
This simple middle-aged couple should have been notified long ago.
When Maxin and kwee arrived, they had just prepared the meal.
"Call me Uncle Lai and Aunt Lai," kwee introduced Maxin first, then said to the couple naturally: "My girlfriend, Maxin."
Maxin Congshan Ruliu shouted: "Uncle Lai is good, Aunt Lai is good."
The couple was a little flattered and responded repeatedly: "Hello, Miss Mai, welcome."
Although the two of them were very reserved, when they looked at Maxin, their eyes shone with such enthusiasm that Maxin didn't know how to respond.
Kwee didn't say any more polite words, took Maxin's hand, and walked through the door with ease.
Glancing at the couple walking in front, he turned his head and explained to her in a low voice: "I lived here for a while when I was a child.
Uncle Lai and Aunt Lai took care of me at that time."
"Oh," Maxin nodded repeatedly, a little depressed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"You don't have to think too much, they are all very nice people."
There was also a large patch of pink roses on the wall of the courtyard where the couple lived, and the peach tree next to them had green peaches, which made Maxin look at them frequently.
Aunt Lai smiled and asked, "Does Miss Mai like peaches?"
"No," she was not that greedy but thought the plants in the yard were growing particularly well.
The couple had never studied gardening, and the layout of the courtyard was probably not very particular, but at first glance, it felt inexplicably very harmonious and warm.
However, it was always rude to look around when visiting for the first time.
She smiled sheepishly and said, "Your yard is very beautiful."
If possible, I would really like to draw it.
"As long as Miss Mai likes her," Aunt Lai looked at her lovingly, feeling that the more she looked at this little girl, the more she matched up with Ke Wei, whom she had watched grow up.
"You can come here to play often."
"Yes, yes, Miss Mai often comes to play."
Her husband, Uncle Lai, is not very good at talking.
He has been smiling from the moment they met until now.
Although he is only in agreement with his wife, it is enough to show that he is very honest.
Noticing what they called her, Maxin quickly said: "Aunt Lai, just call me Mai Mai."
"Okay," Aunt Lai is also a smart person.
She glanced at kwee and had no objection, and then happily changed her tune: "Then I will call you Mai Mai like Ah Wei."
She led the two of them to the dining table filled with vegetables and said to Maxin: "The peaches we have here are always great, but it's not the time to eat them yet.
But cut some riper hard peaches and cook them with peach tofu."
The soup is still delicious, I wonder if you are used to it, Mai Mai."
Peach can also be used to cook tofu Simply unheard of But she didn't ask directly.
She just thought it was strange because she was rare.
Kwee noticed the curious look on her face and explained to her: "Peach tofu soup is sweet and a little sour.
Can you eat it?"
It's just sour.
Is there anything you can't eat?
Maxin glanced over there, and while Aunt Lai lowered her head to serve the soup, she secretly made an OK gesture to him.
Kwee laughed, took the soup bowl from Aunt Lai and placed it in front of her.
In the thickened and translucent soup, there are countless tender tofu floating in it, cut into small head-sized cubes along with the peaches, and sprinkled with osmanthus and sesame seeds.
Just smelling it will make your index finger lick.
Maxin took a bite, and the soft tofu and peaches melted in her mouth instantly.
She really felt like she was surprised and satisfied.
She thought about it for a while and asked, "Did you add fermented rice wine?"
"Can you eat it?"
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kwee smiled, and suddenly his expression changed as if he thought of something, "Can't you drink alcohol?"
"It should be okay," she said.
In fact, she had never drank wine, but she liked the taste of this wine.
People here almost always add some fermented rice wine when making sweet soup, and they have basically ignored the question of whether it can be drunk.
Even Kwee realized his momentary negligence.
He frowned and reached out to push the bowl of soup in front of her away: "Don't drink more."
Aunt Lai, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly changed her face and said worriedly: "What's wrong?
Mai Mai can't touch alcohol?
It's all my fault that I'm an old fool and didn't think about it."
"It's okay," Maxin saw the guilty look on her face.
The more she spoke, the more she blamed herself.
She quickly brought back the sweet soup that Kwee had pushed away.
"I like it very much.
The wine should have no effect.
I think it tastes good." "" Kwee watched helplessly as she held the bowl and took a big gulp.
He was afraid that she was trying to show off, so he was about to stop her when his cell phone rang.
He looked at the incoming call notification and paused.
"What's wrong?"
Maxin asked.
"Cat Bear's phone number," he explained as he stood up and walked to the yard with his cell phone, "I'm going to answer the call.
Don't drink too much sweet soup."
"Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore."
In the countryside, it is customary to place the dining table in the hall, so that it can be more lively when there are many people eating together.
The summer here is not very hot, and when the night wind blows, there is actually a hint of coolness.
At this time, drinking this warm bowl of peach tofu soup is more suitable.
The soup bowl in front of Maxin quickly bottomed out, and she tried to fill up another bowl.
Just as she was about to take the spoon, the Lai family members were so frightened that they quickly stopped her.
Kwee had already spoken before, but they didn't dare let her drink more.
Aunt Lai advised her: "Maimai is just wine after all.
If you drink too much, you will have a strong stamina.
You can't drink anymore."
Maxin pursed her lips a little aggrievedly, "I like this very much, Aunt Lai, can I just have another bowl?"
She looked completely different from the one she had just painted.
The couple knew at a glance that she must have been drunk a long time ago.
But the drunkard was the hardest to deal with.
The couple was still thinking about how to explain to kwee, but they were caught off guard and Maxin got the spoon and filled himself a large bowl.
She put the bowl directly to her mouth without hesitation, slurped down most of the bowl, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The Lai family couple across from them were dumbfounded.
Drinking makes people bold, the corners of Maxin's eyes glowed with peach blossoms, and he began to talk more.
After muttering to the couple for a long time, and seeing that Kwee was delayed in coming, she got up and walked to the door, holding on to the door frame and looking at the man in the yard, who did not move for a long time.
The wind blew the roses behind him trembling wildly.
He turned his head sideways in the night, and the beauty of his facial lines was not reduced by half.
Instead, he felt as if he was looking at flowers in the mist.
Those people with outstanding looks looked back and smiled.
Regardless of whether they were men or women, they all had beautiful faces and graceful grace.
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Kwee just hung up the phone.
When he turned his head, he saw Maxine leaning on the door frame, looking straight at him.
She couldn't help but feel soft and asked her softly, "Maimai, what's wrong?"
In response to him, Maxin suddenly burst out into a silly smile and said loudly: "A Wei, you look good." "" He subconsciously glanced at the Lai family sitting behind her, and managed to see panic and guilt on each other's faces.
He rubbed his forehead with a headache, already understanding in his heart.
His kid is actually a character who pours the cup after drinking it.
He had no time to worry about how she got drunk.
The top priority was how to bring Maxin back, and he didn't know how long she would be drunk.
After standing there for a while, Kwee frowned and looked at Maxin.
When he saw her crimson face and her innocent and defenseless smile, he lost his temper instantly like a deflated rubber ball.
He couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only support her and said: "Maimai, you are drunk, let's go back first."
"No, no, no, no."
The drunk Maxin did not go crazy with alcohol, but his temper was several times more stubborn than usual, and he shook his head and burst out a string of rejections.
She pulled Kwee's clothes and stared directly at him: "You are so beautiful, I want to draw you."
"Go back and paint.
Paint as you go," he said hello to the Lai family and his wife, pretending to hug him.
But Maxin didn't know where the strength came from.
She pushed him away, pointed at him and said, "Draw now.
Get my pen.
You, you, just like last time, put on all your clothes."
Before she could finish speaking, Kwee held her in his arms forcibly, covered her mouth with his hand, and said to the confused Lai couple: "Maimai is drunk, so he went back first.
We will come to visit another day." " "Okay, it doesn't matter.
Take Mai Mai back to rest quickly.
You wait for me."
Aunt Lai ran to the kitchen and took out a bag and stuffed it into his hand.
"You didn't eat much just now, and you don't know how to cook when you get back." , I steamed this pulled cake in the evening and brought it back to her to eat when she wakes up."
Kwee did not refuse, took the bag, pulled Maxin on her back, and reluctantly walked home while she was muttering reluctantly.
Maxin kept asking him along the way.
"Are we here?"
"Soon."
"A Wei, I want to draw you."
"Well, go back and draw as you wish."
"I need it now.
Take off your clothes quickly."
"Be good, it's too cold, you will catch a cold," he tried to persuade her: "Maimai can't bear that I catch a cold."
Even the drunk Maxin didn't want to make Kwee feel uncomfortable, so he stopped struggling and let him carry him on his back.
There was no way to solve it on the spot, so Maxin could only rely on his brain to slowly recall: "This time I want to draw the lines of your back, your biceps femoris, they are very beautiful, and there are two small waist hollows on your lower back.
Also, I saw your shoulder blades last time.
They were too thin.
Eat more meat." "" Kwee's face twitched.
I was tired of hearing compliments on his good looks, but this was the first time I heard such explicit compliments.
In the eyes of his children, is he actually being admired in pieces?
If you think about it, it's a bit weird.
After finally carrying this little drunkard home, as soon as Maxin's feet landed on the ground, he filled the room looking for paper and pens.
Kwee held her down as she was running around like a headless fly and helped her find paper and pencils from the study room.
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Seeing Maxin finally settling down, he sighed softly.
Then he consciously started to take off his clothes As he expected, someone drew for a while and then fell asleep on the table.
Kwee put on his clothes silently, walked to her side, and squatted down.
After watching her quietly for a while, he finally carried her back to the room without any complaints.
He thought his children would calm down like this, but he didn't expect that more troublesome things would happen later in the night.
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