At this time, Luan Xiaoxue entered the kitchen. She didn't dare to put herself under Luo Tianyun's eyes. That would be too uncomfortable. She longed for him, missed him, and turned all her thoughts into a stitch. When she was embroidering, her mind was filled with him. Now, he was in her home. Of course, this was not her home, but Ma Yingjie's home. But she could only hide in the kitchen and pretend to help her sister-in-law cook. She didn't dare to face his existence or even look at him properly. He was the same. He couldn't, and he didn't dare to stare at her. She actually had a very sour feeling. In this home that others called hers, on this night that should be very beautiful in her imagination, this sour feeling was like weeds in spring, growing wild and growing.
Ma Yingjie walked into the kitchen. Seeing Luan Xiaoxue staring in a direction in a daze, he called out softly, "Luan Xiaoxue." Luan Xiaoxue replied with an "Mm" and turned to look at Ma Yingjie. Ma Yingjie's face was full of concern, which made Luan Xiaoxue feel indescribably touched. Ma Yingjie always touched her little by little, but she always thought of the man who was so close to her little by little. Why was life so complicated? Luan Xiaoxue really wanted to ask Ma Yingjie, but she knew that she wouldn't ask this question. Maybe she would never ask it in this lifetime.
"Can we serve the dishes?" Ma Yingjie still asked very softly. Luan Xiaoxue's sister-in-law quickly said, "Yes, we can serve the dishes."
Ma Yingjie began to serve the dishes. Luan Xiaoxue also wanted to do something, but Ma Yingjie said, "Luan Xiaoxue, if you don't want to go out, then don't go out. Let sister-in-law bring it up, you just need to watch from the side. "
Luan Xiaoxue knew that Ma Yingjie cared about her and was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable. Thus, he gave up on serving the dishes and simply stayed in the kitchen quietly.
Seeing that Luan Xiaoxue didn't come out, Song Chunhua shouted at Ma Yingjie, "Ask your wife to come out and eat with us. Look, these are all Qin County's specialties. It took a lot of effort."
Ma Yingjie hurriedly explained, "Aunt Song, Luan Xiaoxue is afraid of strangers and doesn't understand etiquette. Please let her go. There are still a lot of dishes in the kitchen. Let her eat in the back so that she can eat more freely. If you let her eat here, I'm afraid she won't dare to move her chopsticks. "
As soon as Ma Yingjie finished speaking, Cao Wuwen laughed and said, "Ma Yingjie, you're really lucky to have found such a clever wife. You're not like your Aunt Song, who is more manly than a man when it comes to drinking."
When Cao Wuwen said this, Ma Yingjie's face suddenly turned red. He couldn't help peeping at Luo Tianyun, but Luo Tianyun pretended to listen to Cao Wuwen's joke and also laughed. In this way, Ma Yingjie's nervous heart relaxed a little. He was afraid that Cao Wuwen would say something more out of line and make Luo Tianyun feel uncomfortable.
"I'm not gentle, I'm a tigress, but didn't I take care of the old and now I have to take care of the young? Have I ever been free? Do you think it's easy for me? Old Cao, don't be like Chen Shimei. You're just a sh * tty official and you start to dislike me. If you dare to be like Chen Shimei, I'll tell Mayor Luo about you. "Song Chunhua stared at Cao Wuwen with a face full of anger. But in Ma Yingjie's eyes, this kind of anger was also a kind of happy anger.
Before Ma Yingjie could finish his imagination, Song Chunhua already stood up and took the bowl in front of Luo Tianyun. She scooped the soup and said, "Come, Mayor Luo, have a taste. This is hammered meat soup. It's Qin County's specialty, Wu Du definitely doesn't have it, and Beijing definitely doesn't have it. It's all handmade. " When Song Chunhua scooped the soup, she didn't forget to glare fiercely at Cao Wuwen, but her hands didn't stop moving. Cao Wuwen just laughed at the side.
Ma Yingjie thought, if they weren't a family, they wouldn't be in the same house. This pair of people was indeed a perfect match.
"It's better to eat it while it's hot. Mayor Luo, have a taste and see how Ma Yingjie's wife's cooking is like. " Song Chunhua added and scooped a small bowl for herself. When Cao Wuwen pushed the bowl to her side, she said to Cao Wuwen, "Didn't you say that I'm more manly than a man? Didn't you say that I'm not gentle? Then you should do it yourself. Only by doing it yourself will you have enough food and clothing."
Ma Yingjie was instantly amused. When this pair of clowns bickered, the house was also lively. If it wasn't for them, he, Luo Tianyun, and Luan Xiaoxue would be eating alone. He would be so embarrassed. So, Ma Yingjie quickly stood up and scooped a small bowl of soup for Cao Wuwen, saying, "Aunt Song has a sharp tongue, but a soft heart."
"She only has a vicious mouth." Cao Wuwen chuckled as he looked at Song Chunhua in a flattering manner.
And Luo Tianyun was eating with his head down, was it really Luan Xiaoxue's cooking? How could it be so delicious? He couldn't help but praise, "It's really delicious. How did you make it? "
At this time, Song Chunhua raised her head and said, "Not bad. Ma Yingjie, did your wife make it? "
"She should be the one who instructed sister-in-law to make it. Luan Xiaoxue has always been good at cooking." Ma Yingjie said sincerely, and couldn't help but look at Luo Tianyun from the corner of his eyes. Luo Tianyun buried his head in eating a few more pieces, and the more he ate, the more delicious it was.
"Mayor Luo, I'm not lying to you, right? This is a specialty of Qin County. It needs to be hammered into this round shape bit by bit, and every hammering needs to be dipped in starch. It's very troublesome. Usually, you can only eat it when you hold a banquet. But in recent years, even if you hold a banquet, not many people are willing to do this, mainly because the procedure is too troublesome. "Song Chunhua then explained how the hammered meat soup came about.
"So it's so troublesome. But it's really delicious. "Luo Tianyun said sincerely.
"Come, try this. This is meatball soup." Song Chunhua scooped a small bowl for Luo Tianyun.
When Luo Tianyun tasted it, he also felt that it was fresh and delicious, and much more delicious than the ordinary meat. Because there were chopped green onions in the meatball soup, Luo Tianyun really felt that it was delicious, and also because it was a dish that Luan Xiaoxue had prepared for the whole afternoon, he was so engrossed in eating that he got the chopped green onions on his face. Cao Wuwen drank a small bowl of soup, and raised his head to look at Luo Tianyun, wanting to ask if it was time to serve the wine. Seeing the chopped green onions on Luo Tianyun's face, he quickly got down from his seat, took a few pieces of tissue from the TV cabinet, walked to Luo Tianyun, and said, "Mayor, there are chopped green onions on your face." At the same time, he began to wipe the chopped green onions on Luo Tianyun's face. Cao Wuwen did it so naturally, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, and he wiped it very carefully, as if he was afraid that he would hurt Luo Tianyun.
Ma Ying Jie was dumbfounded by Cao Wuwen's action. He really didn't expect Cao Wuwen to execute such an action so smoothly and skillfully, and in such a graceful and appropriate manner. Although Ma Yingjie also knew that Chinese people had a strong sense of servility, it didn't seem like there was anything to argue about. But what exactly was servility, and what was the essence of servility? If people met a person who had a strong sense of servility, they would be able to recognize that this person was very servile, but if you asked people to say what the essence of servility was, Ma Yingjie estimated that there wouldn't be many people who could say it in simple words. Moreover, Ma Yingjie couldn't precisely define what servility was, but at this moment, he had a strong feeling that Cao Wuwen had used servility to the extreme, and what made Ma Yingjie speechless was that Cao Wuwen didn't think that there was anything wrong with what he did, instead, he thought that it was a very high honor.
Ma Yingjie knew that servility was a state of mind, and it wouldn't change with the change of status. A servile person, when he became a master, he would still be a servile person. When servility was popular in society, it would form a kind of servile culture! And Cao Wuwen was this kind of person, he could be insolent in front of Ma Yingjie, but in front of Luo Tianyun, he would be a hundred percent servile.
Ma Yingjie used to hear the word servility, but he hadn't really thought about it, what kind of behavior was servility? Until tonight, when he witnessed Cao Wuwen's action, he realized that servility culture was just like power, pervasive. That night, Ma Yingjie called this culture a religion of violence. Religion was nothing more than teaching people the concept of right and wrong. No matter what religion it was, it would tell people what was right and what was wrong. In the conflict of interests, right would gain benefits, and wrong would lose benefits. The whole society couldn't tolerate wrong things, when people saw wrong things, the whole society would attack it! But the religion of violence was not like this, the religion of violence was powerful, and the weak was wrong. In the conflict of interests, the powerful would gain benefits, and the weak would lose benefits. The whole society couldn't tolerate the weak, when people saw the weak, the whole society would attack it! This kind of social phenomenon under the influence of religion of violence was vividly described by Lu Xun's "Ah". This was also the current form of society. The religion of violence was the foundation of servility culture. For animals like monkeys, they were typical believers of violence that had no concept of right or wrong. Being powerful was right, not being powerful was wrong! The strong ones would have all the female monkeys, while the weak ones would go to the side to play, helping the monkey king to catch lice, stroking the monkey king's back, etc. Every time there was a battle for the position of the monkey king, the monkeys who felt that they had hope would reveal their ferocious side and fight with all their might, trying to kill the monkey king. The other monkeys who felt that they didn't have the ability to fight for the position of the monkey king would squat on a rock far away and watch the show. Once the monkeys succeeded, the first thing the new monkey king would do would be to slaughter all the little monkeys of the old monkey king! This was the same as the change of dynasties in China.
In a culture where there was no right or wrong, in a culture that believed in violence, the winner would take all the benefits, including the life of the loser! In such a culture, if you could see that your strength was far inferior to the other party, what was the point of fighting? If you continued to fight, you might even lose your own life! Only when you saw that your strength was about the same would you have the thought of fighting. And the moment you thought of fighting, you would immediately think of killing! Swiftly killing the other party was the most correct way to fight.
Under such a concept of fighting, if you didn't fight, your benefits would be zero. If you fought, maybe you wouldn't win, but you wouldn't lose anything either. It was impossible for you to lose your life.
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