The two sisters led Wang Bo to visit their favorite, leaving behind countless childhood memories of the "Beauty Creek", and then walked around the forest near the "Beauty Creek". When entering the forest, Wang Bo said fearfully that he would encounter a snake? He was most afraid of the cold stuff.

"Brother Bo, it's winter now, and snakes are hibernating! But even if there is, you don't have to be afraid. My grandfather said that most of the snakes here are not poisonous, so I can help you drive them away when the time comes!" Chen Bing smiled and reassured his brother-in-law, but Chen Xiang showed a kind-hearted ridicule, mocking Wang Bo for his timidity, even the snake was afraid, saying that he and her sister dared to catch snakes. Wang Bo narrowed his neck and thought to himself, it's not a bad thing that it's a mountain girl.

Compared with the spring when everything is revived, the forests in winter are a bit monotonous. Most of the leaves of the trees are yellow, wild fruits are falling, small animals are hard to find, and no mountain flowers are visible. The three of them stayed until about five o'clock and began to go back home along the same road.

Before he could get close, he saw the direction of the thatched hut from afar. Chen Bing sniffed his nose, suddenly jumped up, and happily pointed it to Wang Bo:

"Brother Bo, look, my mother, my grandma and the others are smoking bacon! I can smell the pine branches!"

When he got home and opened the door, everyone was surrounded by a round stove made of red bricks in the yard. Smoked bacon, pine branches, cypress, orange peel, bay leaves, and some peanut shells and walnut shells piled up next to the stove. According to Chen Xiang, these were all fumigations needed for the secret cured meat handed down by her grandfather's grandfather. Wang Bo asked without shame and asked the two old men carefully for advice. He was not just curious to learn craftsmanship. The wild game he ate at noon, Chen Xiang brought him to school from his hometown every year. The mountain bacon tasted very special, full of a strong aroma that was unique to the ordinary cured meat. Anyway, it was much better than what Wang Bo had eaten outside and the bacon marinated by his mother. It seemed that it was also smoked according to the inherited methods of the ancestral method with special smoke and special craftsmanship.

Seeing that Wang Bo was interested in these farm crafts, Chen Xiang's grandparents smiled and knew everything, and taught them all without reservation. While studying, Wang Bo thought that with the old man's smoky craftsmanship, he would not worry about not being able to find food outside. Unfortunately, he was blocked by this mountain like a prison. Next year, he would definitely let the smoky delicious food made by the Chen family with the ancestral craftsmanship reappear in the world and serve more delicious dogs.

In a few years, after Taobao became popular, the two sisters were asked to open a smoked Taobao store. He personally planned it. The background was the thatched hut in the mountain village where the two sisters lived as the background, and the two sisters were wearing farm clothes to smoke cured cured meat, which was "gray-faced" and "cute and pitiful" photos, plus a story with a history, so there is no need to worry about a group of foodies and perverts not taking the bait.

In the evening, Chen Xiang's parents made two new dishes, one cooked pepper and the other boiled eel section. The crucian carp and eel were both wild in the mountains. They tasted delicious and refreshing. They made Wang Bo sweat so hard that he was very excited.

People in the mountains don’t have much entertainment activities, and Chen Xiang doesn’t have a TV at home. She usually goes to bed early and gets up early.

After dinner, Chen Xiang's mother Song Chun'e began to arrange for rest and bedtime. She first pulled Chen Xiang aside and consulted her eldest daughter's opinions.

"Xiangxiang, go to bed at night, or let Mr. Wang sleep on my bed with your dad? Your dad goes to your grandfather's place, and your breasts and I come to you and Bingbing. Do you think it's okay?"

"Let Mr. Wang sleep with your house?" Chen Xiang opened her eyes wide and quickly gave her mother a blank look. "Mom, you can think of it too! If you don't look at it, what's your house like?"

Chen Xiang's three dormitories in her family. Her parents' rooms were filled with food and miscellaneous items. Her grandparents' rooms were also piled with messy items, and they were next to the pigpen and toilet. Only her sisters' rooms were better and were usually used as guest rooms for guests, but if they were only female guests and male guests, they would usually be arranged to her parents' rooms.

"What should I do? Let Mr. Wang sleep in your room with Bingbing? Where are you sleeping? Otherwise, your sisters sleep in my bed with your old man, and I will go to the main hall to play the floor shop?"

"Fighting the floor in the main hall? What will Mr. Wang look like when then?" Chen Xiang turned his mouth aside, wanting to say that there are two beds in her and her sister's room? If Mr. Wang sleeps one, wouldn't she sleep with the other one? But she was afraid that her mother would think wrong, so she scolded her for not loving herself and not having a tutor.

"Then what do you think? You know that our family is a single family and there are no neighbors around, so your uncle lives far away. Otherwise, your two sisters or your old man can go to the neighbors or uncles to squeeze in." Song Chun'e said with a embarrassed look on her face.

At this moment, Chen Bing ran in and asked her sister and her mother what they were saying secretly. Song Chun'e told her little daughter that Chen Bing was young and had never thought of some things in the adult world. She immediately said, "Mom, aren't there two beds in my room? Let Brother Bo sleep on Sister's bed, can't my sister just sleep with me?"

Chen Bing's words made Chen Xiang furious and immediately wanted to hold his sister and kiss her.

When Song Chun'e heard this, she directly slapped Chen Bing and said unhappily: "What stupid things are you saying? There is a difference between men and women. You two are still the daughters of yellow flowers. You are known to sleep in the same room with a man. How do outsiders think of our Chen family? Look at you two sisters? Haven't you been stabbed by others?"

"Isn't there a cloth curtain? Besides, we have a private courtyard, who will know? Who will chew this boring tongue?" Chen Bing flattened his mouth, obviously not catching his mother's "feudal thoughts".

Chen Xiang felt that she could no longer be silent, and said to her sister, "That's right, mom, what era is now? You are still so old-fashioned and feudal! Moreover, it's not that my sister and I stayed alone with Mr. Wang, we were together, and we had curtains as partitions. We were upright and we were not afraid of shadows. We didn't do anything shameful, so what was afraid of gossiping?"

Both sisters said it was OK, but Song Chun'e was still a little hesitant. Even if their family was not worried about the rumors, she was also worried that Wang Bo would think too much! It would be bad if Wang always felt that their Chen family had no tutors, acted casually and were unpretentious.

She posed her worries at her eldest daughter. Seeing that her mother finally felt relieved, Chen Xiang immediately reassured her mother, saying that Wang always had great men, so she didn't care about these trivial matters. Moreover, the people in the city were open and did not care about the taboos among the rural people.

Song Chun'e was still a little undecided. Chen Xiang was anxious, but she didn't dare to act too anxiously, so as not to let her mother see anything. Seeing that the two boxes of clothes and tobacco and alcohol that Wang Bo bought for her family were still placed next to the cabinet, she didn't show it to her parents, she immediately reacted and hurriedly put down the two boxes, unzipped them all, and spread them all on her bed with new clothes with nameplate and price tags, and said to her mother and sister proudly and somewhat rewarded:

"Mom, Bingbing is the clothes that Mr. Wang has bought for you, dad, grandparents, and Bingbing. They are all bought in specialty stores and shopping malls, as well as tobacco and alcohol, Maotai and Chinese cigarettes!"

Song Chun'e looked at the clothes and pants after clothes, her eyes widened, and she hurriedly held her daughter's hand and asked, "Why, why are you buying so many? Is it expensive?" She received her daughter at the foot of the mountain in the morning. The daughter said that the box contained the clothes Wang Bo bought for them, cigarettes, alcohol and candy. She only thought that the other party had bought clothes for her little daughter Bingbing, but she didn't expect that the whole family had them!

"Are you not comfortable buying more? You adults are not very expensive, one or two hundred pieces, and your sister's are more expensive, down jackets are more than 500, jeans are more than 500, sports shoes are more than 500, and there are more than 1,000. There are also cigarettes, alcohol and sugar, which are more than 1,000!"

"Then, that's not all that you have to have a few thousand yuan? You ghost woman, we are so ignorant. It's wrong to ask Mr. Wang to spend so much money. Mr. Wang won't spend money for you for no reason. Are you two?" Song Chun'e was surprised at first, but later she soon realized that it was wrong. She was about to ask in detail, but was interrupted by Chen Xiang's blushing face.

"Mom, what are you thinking? Who is Mr. Wang? Big star, rich man, who is your daughter? Is a village girl who walked out of the mountains not aware of herself?" Seeing through by her mother, Chen Xiang was anxious and blushed and said. The relationship between her and Wang Bo is currently shameless, and even her parents have to hide it for the time being.

Chen Bing, who was familiar with the matter, saw her sister blushing and talking with her eyes open, but she smirked while pursing her lips and was stared at by Chen Xiang several times.

"It doesn't matter? Why did he spend so much money for you for no reason? How many thousand yuan, my mother, you old man may not be able to earn a few thousand yuan a year!" Song Chun'e said with hesitation and disbelief.

"He has money! This is a small amount of money for him! And, I... am I being respected by Mr. Wang? The boss spent money to please the employees he valued, what's wrong?" Chen Xiang lowered his head and said, looking at his mother's surprise, the happy expression on her sister's face, and her own heart, she also felt happy and comfortable.

"So that?"

"It's not like this or that? Oh, mom, don't think too much, just think that I respect you, the old man, and grandparents. These are Bingbing's, these, these, and these are all your adults. Take them out for your father and grandparents to show them so that they can be happy, especially grandparents. I haven't worn new clothes for many years. I've picked up your father, dad, and my old clothes. Go out quickly, I'll change Mr. Wang's quilt covers and bed sheets to sleep at night."
Chapter completed!