The Big Landlord

"Brother Benzi!"

While she was happily admiring Linglong playing with the little fragrant pig, a slim figure appeared. It was Feicui. She called her affectionately from a distance and walked towards the courtyard. She was holding a beautiful gift box in her hand, plus a Postcard, today is the weekend, she has returned to Xiushui Bay from school.

"Sister Cui'er!" Linglong called affectionately, ran over with Benbenbian Dianping in hand, and threw her into her arms, clinging to her to death for her life.

Feicui stretched out her hands to smooth her long black hair, and patted the soil on her sleeves. She looked at the little fragrant pig running behind him and asked strangely: "Why are you holding a little pig?"

Linglong tilted her little head and said with a proud smile: "Linglong has her birthday today. This is a birthday gift from Brother Benzi. Its name is Benben."

Feicui was stunned when she heard this and looked at Wang Ben in disbelief. Seeing Wang Ben also smiling and nodding in confirmation, she pursed her lips, handed over the gift box in her hand, and said with a smile: "Happy birthday to Linglong!"

"Thank you, Sister Cui'er!" Linglong stretched out her hands and took the gift box into her arms, thanked her happily, stood on her toes, and took a big sip on Fei Cui's face with her small mouth, she was so happy.

After instructing Linglong to continue playing with Benben, Feicui slowly came to Wang Ben, handed over the remaining postcards, and said with a red face: "I'm sorry, Brother Benzi."

"This is enough," Wang Ben readily took the postcard, held it in his hand and waved it twice, said nonchalantly with a slight smile, and thanked her very sincerely. He also agreed with Feicui's decision just now.

I caressed the postcard twice, opened it carefully, and slowly read Juanxiu's blessings, a warm feeling flowed into my heart. This is the only birthday gift this year. Although it is cheap, it is very precious and full of true feelings.

"Brother Benzi, my gift is bigger than yours," Linglong came over unwilling to be left alone, holding up the gift box and proudly showing off, "Sister Cui'er likes me more, hehe."

After unwrapping the beautiful ribbon and peeling off the gorgeous wrapping paper, the gift box contained a crystal clear ball. Girls were willing to buy this kind of thing. Wang Ben couldn't say he liked it, so it was just right to give it to Linglong.

After ordering Linglong to bring a stool and letting Feicui sit down beside him, Wang Ben asked with concern: "Is your study going well?"

"It's not good, my ranking has dropped a lot," Feicui shook her head slightly and said dissatisfied.

"What's wrong?"

"Well... I'm always distracted," Feicui bit her lip and whispered, raising her head slightly, looking at Wang Ben, and then quickly lowered her head.

Well, it still affected this girl's study. Wang Ben frowned slightly, feeling that it was a bit troublesome.

Precisely because he was afraid of the repercussions, he rarely went to see this girl during this period. Unexpectedly, it was still inevitable. In this era when the college entrance examination was still a single-plank bridge, he might not pass the exam if he was distracted. Hey, he really shouldn't have gone there casually in the first place. Touch the feelings of a young girl who is just beginning to fall in love.

Deliberately avoiding it won't work. It seems that we have to change the method. After thinking for a while, Wang Ben smiled slightly and said: "Tui'er, I will go to school to see you more in the future."

"Really, great!" Feicui smiled very happily.

Yes, there is one more task in the future, and this life is really exciting.

While Feicui and Linglong were playing, they went to the pig house again. Today was their birthday, so they had to get a little pig to celebrate. They had worked so hard to raise it for so long, but they hadn’t tasted it yet. , It really doesn’t make sense.

There was no pig butcher at home, so he went directly to Zhou Zhong's family to make trouble. The pigs were easy to take care of. In less than an hour, they turned into tender and fragrant pork. The whole skin was thin and the meat was fine. Except for a little bit of white fat, it was basically They are all bright red lean meat, which looks extraordinary at first glance.

It was difficult to divide the dozens of kilograms of meat, leaving only one leg for Zhou Zhong and the wealthy family. Wang Ben took the remaining twenty kilograms of meat home. When he had more money, he invited the whole village to come and taste it. What kind of roast suckling pig bonfire party, everyone gathers together to have fun.

When Feicui went home, she asked her to take a leg away and give it to Uncle Fei and Aunt Fei to try. The fragrant pork is especially good for middle-aged and elderly people. By the way, let's see if it can change the rather bad impression.

Wearing an apron, we wiped pots and washed dishes, and started preparing for lunch. Pieces of sliced ​​pork were poured into the hot oil pan. The rich aroma of meat burst out instantly, permeating the entire stove. Even Wang Ben, an adult, had an Adam's apple. Can't help but move up and down.

The scent floated to the courtyard dam, and Linglong Greedy, who was having a great time playing with the fragrant pig Benben and the queen bee monster, immediately got up. His interest in playing suddenly disappeared. The rope was no longer held, and the wasp stopped teasing him. Yazi ran towards the kitchen house.

Shou stood by the pot and swallowed a few times, blinked his big eyes and sincerely praised: "It smells so good!"

"Let's play for now, and enjoy our birthday dinner later," Wang Ben chuckled, and continued to add various seasonings to the pot unsatisfied, trying to make the meat more fragrant.

"Oh..." Linglong replied reluctantly, bit her fingers, turned around in three steps, and left reluctantly.

Stewed in oil, stir-fried, braised in braised... I tried many tricks. With the fragrant pork, there is no need for anything else. It's just two people, one big and one small. How can we eat so much? Even if we get some chicken, duck, fish and so on, It probably won't move either.

As soon as it was placed on the table, Linglong, who had been waiting at the table for a long time, couldn't wait to reach out with her chopsticks, quickly picked up a large piece of braised pork, stuffed it into her little mouth and slurped it to her heart's content.

After eating a few pieces in succession, I finally felt satisfied. I puffed up my cheeks and asked curiously from the gap in my mouth: "Brother Benzi, what kind of meat is this? It's so delicious!"

"It's the meat of the little fragrant pigs we raise," Wang Ben said with a satisfied smile. He put a chopstick into his mouth and chewed it slowly, enjoying the sweet and fragrant taste.

As soon as she finished speaking, the smile on Linglong's face suddenly froze. After being stunned for two seconds, she threw away her chopsticks and quickly stretched her head under the table.

"Poof! Poof!"

After spitting out all the pork in his mouth for several times, he flattened his mouth and said with great grievance: "Brother Benzi, you are a bad person, they are so cute!"

"Pork is meant for eating," Wang Ben ignored it and replied lightly, picking up a piece of fragrant pork and preparing to continue putting it into his mouth.

"You still want to eat!" Linglong shouted, jumped off the bench, kicked her feet on the ground a few times, shook her body vigorously, frowned tightly, her voice was almost crying, and said angrily, "I won't follow you alright!"

"Wow!"

He opened his mouth to cry loudly, with tears and snot flowing down his nose like a fountain, and he became a little tearful in an instant.

"..." Wang Ben didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had no choice but to throw the meat that had just reached his mouth back into the plate. He squatted next to Linglong and whispered softly: "Okay, okay, we won't eat it. It's all my brother's fault."

Apologizing was of no use at all, and she refused to listen to her good words. Until she watched Wang Ben pour a table full of fragrant pork into a bucket, and after continuing to coax him dozens of times, Linglong finally stopped. He stopped crying and kept sobbing against his red and swollen eyes.

After working for a long time, he could only eat a piece of meat. Wang Benxin smacked his lips a few times, took out a few strips of sour ginger from the kimchi jar, and had a hearty birthday pig dinner, which turned into kimchi with rice.

He handed the rice to Linglong, who was still angry, and continued to say patiently: "Linglong, let's continue eating."

"Hmph!" Linglong pouted her little mouth and snorted. She frowned and glanced at Wang Ben with hatred. She grabbed the rice bowl and ran to the corner. She didn't even want the pickles and just started grinding.

It seems that she is really sad. Well, this girl did not have a good birthday this year.