Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 1054 Feeling... a bit strange!

Chapter 1054: Chapter 1054 Feeling... a bit strange!

"You’re not trying to serve us dead rat meat, are you?" An Hao asked, frowning.

"What are you talking about, that’s disgusting. Would I ever let you eat dead rat meat?"

"Then what is it? Don’t beat around the bush, just tell me already." An Hao’s curiosity had been fully piqued by An Ping.

"Eat first, talk later! Have some more, especially since you’ve worked so hard on the battlefield." An Ping said, shoveling the meat into Qin Jian’s bowl as he spoke.

An Shuchao just smiled without saying a word.

Looking at the smiles on her father and An Ping’s faces, An Hao always felt as if a huge conspiracy was hidden behind them.

"Relax. I believe An Ping wouldn’t harm you." After saying that, Qin Jian picked up two chopsticks full of food and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly.

"How is it?" An Hao asked.

"It feels... a bit strange."

"Strange?" An Hao picked up a bite with her chopsticks, getting ready to put it in her mouth, looking left and right, uncertain about the origin of the meat.

"Eat, eat," An Ping urged her non-stop.

Just as An Hao was about to put the meat in her mouth, she suddenly realized what part of the animal it came from.

She slapped her chopsticks down onto the bowl and grabbed Qin Jian’s hand: "Don’t eat it! This kid has no good intentions."

"Wronged!" Heaven and earth as my witness, I definitely had good intentions.

"Then tell me! What kind of meat is this?" An Hao glared at him, "Don’t think you can fool me so easily! Sister, I am a medical student! I’ve dissected countless animals and people! You think I can’t tell just because you’ve sliced it up and cooked it?"

An Ping chuckled: "Then you tell me, what is it?"

"Penis!"

"Hahaha! Exactly! This is a great thing for nourishing the yin and strengthening the yang! You two have been married for two years and still no child, so Dad thought of tonifying you two! Wang Erzhu’s dad, back in the day, only had Wang Erzhu after eating this! So..."

Before An Ping could finish, An Hao dumped everything from Qin Jian’s bowl back into An Ping’s: "You keep this wonderful stuff for yourself. We certainly don’t need it!"

"Ah! I went through so much trouble to get this! My good will has been wasted." An Ping clicked his tongue, saying helplessly.

"Then eat up, don’t waste a bit."

"Of course I won’t waste it!" An Ping gobbled up the remaining meat, and while eating, he asked Qin Jian, "Do you want another two pieces?"

"You better keep it and enjoy it yourself!" Qin Jian said.

After finishing the steaming hotpot, everyone went out and started setting off firecrackers, the crackling noise thunderous.

The whole village was enveloped in an auspicious atmosphere.

After setting off firecrackers in the snow, Qin Jian and An Hao were nearly turned into snowmen.

The two of them went into the house, shook off the snowflakes, and talked about playing a few rounds of mahjong with An Ping.

It was already late.

"Qin Jian, good girl. You should get some rest early," An Shuchao urged.

"We were planning on staying up to see the New Year in."

"What New Year’s Eve to stay up for? Go to your own room and keep watch there!"

"Alright. We’ll do as Dad says." Qin Jian took An Hao’s hand and headed for their room.

The moment they entered, he slammed the door shut with a bang.

Before An Hao could react, he hugged her tightly and started kissing her.

He didn’t let go until she was panting for breath and nearly suffocating.

"What have you been up to these past few days?" An Hao pounded on his chest. "I’ve been worried sick about you."

"On a mission." Qin Jian stroked her hand gently.

"What mission? At this time? It must have been dangerous, right?" An Hao could guess as much without being told.