I became popular in the 1970s by disguising myself as a man

Chapter 65 Official Confession
Feng Fang's unilateral victory in the card game finally came to an end at ten o'clock. Zhong Zhiran quickly pulled the note off his face. He had never been so humiliated. He secretly swore in his heart that she would never touch this game again in her life. What a nightmare.

Zhong Zhiran thought that his learning ability was okay, but he unexpectedly fell into this little playing card. After playing for several hours, he didn't win a single hand, but was he still okay?

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Zhong Zhiran prepared two kinds of dumpling fillings, namely cabbage and pork and chopped green onion. She had all kinds of fresh vegetables in her space, but unfortunately she couldn't take them out to eat.

The cabbage was stored in the vegetable cellar and is still quite fresh. Mix the fillings, add seasonings, smell it, and everyone starts making dumplings.

Tian Bowen and Jiang Heng can roll out dumplings, while Liu Yuzhou can't even make dumplings, but he still got the job of placing dumplings. Zhong Zhiran, Feng Fang and Zhou Xingyu are responsible for making dumplings. Each of the six people does their own thing. By the time the dumplings are all wrapped, it's almost eleven o'clock.

I was really afraid that something would happen, and I heard the word "reading cards" come out of Feng Fang's mouth again.

"Fangfang, go to the house and take out the hawthorns, and I'll dip them into the candied haws for you, the kind sprinkled with sesame seeds!"

It's that simple to divert the foodie's attention, but Zhong Zhiran forgot about the reality that there are more wolves and less meat.

She really doesn’t have hawthorn in her space, but there are oranges. Oranges can still be bought here in the winter. When Zhong Zhiran entered the house and pretended to get oranges, Jiang Heng also ran back and brought some black dates and white sugar. , the skewers used to thread the candied haws are the wicker sticks cut back earlier. I originally wanted to make a few earthen baskets, but then I forgot about it. It was such a big bundle, but it came in handy this time.

After washing and wearing, Zhong Zhiran lit the fire and started boiling sugar. Although she knew the operating principle of this thing, she had never actually operated it. She mainly relied on feeling.

Fortunately, there was no overturn in the end, and each person held one in his hand. Finally, we got over the issue of 'checking the cards' and successfully reached the step of cooking dumplings for New Year's Eve dinner.

Perhaps because the candied haws on a stick was an appetizer, everyone ate a lot more than usual during this meal. Even the little girl Feng Fang ate nearly thirty dumplings.

When making dumplings, it was Zhong Zhiran who held the dough. They were really not small, and Zhong Zhiran was afraid that they would burst.

"That's almost it. I'll go back to bed after eating in a while. Don't accumulate food anymore. Eat what you like tomorrow or make it later."

As soon as Zhong Zhiran's words came out, everyone was very obedient. They didn't even think that Zhong Zhiran felt sorry for them because they had eaten too much. Everyone knew how generous Zhong Zhiran was and how much advantage he had taken against Zhong Zhiran.

Even though it was already past twelve o'clock, everyone helped to pack up their things before going back to sleep.

I have to mention the custom here. Starting from the Chinese New Year, the garbage in the house cannot be dumped outside. You can sweep the floor, but you can only sweep it together. You have to wait until after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year to collect the garbage outside. It is said to be 'gathering wealth'.

No one would say the feudal superstition openly, but the customs and habits engraved in the bones could just be thrown away.

It was Jiang Heng who said this. Mengyun and Mengya occasionally heard about it from local fellow villagers when they lived in the Educated Youth Institute, so they continued this habit during the years they lived in the Educated Youth Institute.

As long as it is linked to the word "wealth", it is better to believe that it exists, just like eating dumplings that welcome the God, isn't it also the God of Wealth?These are things engraved in the bones and blood of the Chinese people.

After one o'clock, everyone on Zhong Zhiran's side left and it became quiet.

"Go and sleep. If you get up early tomorrow morning, you don't have to call me. I want to sleep a little longer."

Not too tired, just very sleepy. It was fine when there were many people, but suddenly it became quiet, and the excited nerves immediately left work.

You must know that since you have been in this world since you hit the clock, you have implemented "early to bed and early to rise" thoroughly. The main reason is that if you don't go to bed early at night, you have nothing to kill time. If you go to bed early, of course you will wake up early.

Tian Bowen was waiting for everyone to leave. He still remembered the look Zhong Zhiran looked at him at that time. He couldn't stay here forever. His vacation was limited, so he had to work harder. "Hey, why is it so itchy here? Can you help me find out what's going on?"

Tian Bowen stopped Zhong Zhiran, who was about to leave, and unbuttoned his clothes. He looked like he was extremely itchy. He actually scratched it twice with his hands. The next moment, his collarbone became red.

"Did you eat something incorrectly or become allergic to something?"

Zhong Zhiran's drowsiness was instantly frightened away. It would be bad if he was really allergic.

"Let me go and take a look. Is there any other place itchy besides here?"

Zhong Zhiran approached Tian Bowen with a kerosene lamp. Because the light was not very good, it was like lying on Tian Bowen's neck. Tian Bowen could feel her breath, which was hot and numb.

This time Tian Bowen not only had the tips of his ears red, but his entire face and neck were as red as a cooked shrimp.

Seeing that Tian Bowen didn't answer him for a long time, Zhong Zhiran looked up and saw that Tian Bowen's whole face was red, so he became even more panicked and pulled Tian Bowen into his room.

"You must be allergic. Come in and let me see if you are red or have a rash. I have some anti-allergic medicine. If it doesn't work, just take two pills."

Happiness came so fast that Tian Bowen almost tripped over the threshold. This scene made Zhong Zhiran even more anxious, and his legs and feet were all weak.

After entering the room, Zhong Zhiran turned around and took two pills and a large teapot for drinking water.

"Eat quickly and see if the redness goes away after a while."

Not to mention a mere two pills of anti-allergy pills, Tian Bowen, who has been driven insane by society’s lust, could swallow them with a smile even if he was given two pills of rat pills.

Tian Bowen's first reaction after entering the room was, 'Feng Fangcheng doesn't deceive me, this room is really fragrant, and Zhong Zhiran's fragrance is everywhere.'

Then Tian Bowen forgot all about his previous 'seduce' plan and just giggled the whole time.

Fortunately, the redness on Tian Bowen's face receded little by little, and Zhong Zhiran breathed a sigh of relief. She was ready to take Tian Bowen to the town by bike if she couldn't do it. She didn't know if there was anyone celebrating the New Year in the health center in the town. There was no doctor on duty, so it was a false alarm.

"There's nothing special in the evening. There are shrimps and crabs in the afternoon, but it shouldn't take so long to react. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

When Tian Bowen looked at Zhong Zhiran who was so nagging and caring about him, a certain thought became stronger.

"Zhiran, Happy New Year."

Tian Bowen took out the New Year gift he had prepared for Zhong Zhiran and looked at Zhong Zhiran's expression, not knowing whether she liked it or not.

A watch lay quietly in Tian Bowen's palm.

"These watches are a pair. You have one and I have one. They are exactly the same. The difference is that mine is slightly larger than yours. Can I put it on for you?"

Zhong Zhiran: Is this a formal confession?
(End of this chapter)