The two groups of people met on the road outside and walked together.

Xujiacun is located east of Wanghai County and at the junction with Huguang County.

Because of the fog, the speed of the car was relatively slow. When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang arrived at the county town in the afternoon, Daan and Xiaohua had to continue on their way.

"Sister, we probably won't be able to go home today. We have to stay overnight in Xujiacun. We'll be back tomorrow."

When they parted ways, Da'an and Yang Ruoqing...

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Okay, your brother-in-law and I will stay at Tianxiang Building tonight. When you come back tomorrow, we will meet directly at Tianxiang Building. We will go home together then."

After Yang Ruoqing finished dealing with the restaurant matter, she and Luo Fengtang went to the busiest part of the bridge to find a painter.

I paid a small deposit and agreed with him that I would come to Changping Village to paint for my family after the sixth day of the first lunar month.

On the way back to the restaurant, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang said: "The restaurant has been closed two days ago and we have been letting the guys go home for the New Year. Now we are the only ones who are going back to the restaurant to have a cold meal!"

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang arrived to handle matters, it was at a pre-arranged time. Although the guys had already left, Yang Yongjin, the acting shopkeeper, and several other stewards were still there.

After everyone held a year-end closing meeting with Yang Ruoqing, the boss, and Yang Ruoqing personally distributed New Year's money to them, the stewards all went home.

The second cousin, Yang Yongjin, was eager to return home. Even though it was afternoon, he still got on the carriage and returned to Changping Village.

So, they were the only two people left in this huge restaurant tonight!

Luo Fengtang took her hand: "It would be better to just have two!"

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, "But there is no food in the kitchen. We can only boil hot water to wash our feet at night, but we can't eat anything. How can we deal with this?"

Luo Fengtang said: "It doesn't matter. As long as you have money, are you afraid that you won't be able to get food? I saw that many big restaurants on the street are closed for the New Year. But many small food stalls and roadside stalls are still open. Let's go eat at night.

Are those good?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, "In this cold weather, I want to eat something spicy to warm up my body. What do you want to eat?"

Luo Fengtang smiled and rubbed her head: "Do you still have to ask? Of course, I will eat whatever you eat!"

When it was getting dark, the couple came to the night market hand in hand.

Even though it is a winter night, the night market in this county is still very lively because it is in time for the Chinese New Year.

The two found a small Malatang hotpot stall, ordered two large bowls of ingredients, and then sat in the windshield tent at the back to wait patiently.

After a while, the stall owner brought two large bowls of hot and fragrant Malatang and placed them in front of Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

Vermicelli, duck blood, quail eggs, fried dough sticks, green vegetables, all colorful.

Malatang itself is spicy, but it still can't satisfy Yang Ruoqing's demand for spicy food. She opened the small bowl prepared on the table, scooped two spoons of chili noodles into the bowl, and stirred evenly with chopsticks.

The spicy smell directly stimulated several people at the next table to the point of sneezing several times.

"That little girl can really eat spicy food!"

Someone at the next table was muttering.

Yang Ruoqing kept her eyes straight and ate while blowing, while Luo Fengtang turned his head and glanced at the person who spoke.

Just at this glance, the man's scalp felt a little cold, and he was so frightened that he immediately stopped talking.

Luo Fengtang just looked back with satisfaction and raised his chopsticks.

Yang Ruoqing laughed while eating and said, "You scared people."

Luo Fengtang twitched his lips: "He asked for it himself."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, picked up a piece of radish meatballs in her bowl and put it into Luo Fengtang's bowl: "This is delicious, you can try it."

Although Luo Fengtang doesn't like eating radish meatballs very much, his wife and daughter also like to eat radish meatballs when they are made at home, so he eats very little.

Because he also ate it and never said that he actually didn't like eating carrot balls, Yang Ruoqing didn't know.

But because his wife picked it up herself, he happily stuffed it into his mouth.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile on her face.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "It's delicious!"

"Then eat one more. I just bought four, two for you and two for me!" Yang Ruoqing was also very happy and wanted to add more carrot balls to him, but he stopped her.

"Qing'er, no need. If you like this, you can eat more. Look at my bowl. It's full of food and I haven't eaten anything yet. I've had enough!"

Luo Fengtang said.

This is something my daughter-in-law likes. Because she likes it, she thinks it is good.

I ordered four, but I had to take out two to share with him. My wife really loves me!

"Here, you can also have a bite of this piece of rice cracker in my bowl. It tastes good." Luo Fengtang took a piece of rice cracker and gave it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out the bowl and took it.

To be honest, she likes crispy rice crackers, but she doesn't like the soft rice crackers soaked in spicy soup.

But Tang Yazi probably liked it very much, because I often heard him talk about his childhood. At that time, his family was poor and he didn't have a good meal.

Often when the multi-grain rice was not enough, I would scoop up the crispy rice and soak it in wild vegetable soup to make do with it. I ate like this for more than ten years, and my appetite developed unknowingly.

"Is it delicious?" Luo Fengtang asked expectantly.

Yang Ruoqing's cheeks were bulging and she couldn't speak. She could only take the time to give him a thumbs up.

Luo Fengtang smiled, his eyes as bright as stars.

The couple were facing each other while eating spicy hotpot. The people at the next table didn't know when they had finished eating. When they were discussing who should pay the bill, they started to push the envelope.

Then a guy said: "You are the one who asked me to come out to eat spicy hot pot today. If you don't treat me, what the hell will I eat? If you call me out next time, I won't come out even if I beat you to death."

Another guy said: "I asked you to come out to eat spicy hotpot because I wanted to get together. You want us to pay for a spicy hotpot meal. It's not authentic and you are not brothers!"

Another guy smoothed things over and said: "It's the New Year's Eve and everyone doesn't have much money, otherwise they would go to the restaurant. Otherwise, let's play a game with a few of us for fun. Who wins?"

How about you don’t have to pay the bill yourself for this meal?”

The guy who was the first to complain got excited and said, "Hey, this is a good idea. Tell me, what game is it? In terms of playing games, I have never lost to you!"

The person who proposed to play the game thought for a moment and then said: "Let's each use one sentence to describe our poverty, hunger, and tight time."

"Which one is the worst? Even if he wins, the winner doesn't have to pay, and the other people will share his account. How about that?"

When several other people heard about this gameplay, they all said yes, and then they were all preparing...

Their conversation reached Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's table, and the two looked at each other.

Yang Ruoqing said: "In order to escape debt, these people are really good at playing!"

Luo Fengtang smiled lightly.
Chapter completed!