Mo Feifei patted his stomach and said with a smile: "The sky and the earth are big, and the meal is the biggest." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Eat your stomach first, and then think about things. ”

"Haha, yes, yes, eat first, eat first. The fat man smiled knowingly and rubbed his hands, as if he had never seen meat eight hundred years ago.

After chatting for a while, a large pot of venison was served. It's not a plate, it's really a big pot.

The venison on the plate, under the action of orange peel, ginger, cinnamon, spices, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, is crystal clear. In the air, there is also a fragrance like braised pork, which makes people smell and indulge.

Take the chopsticks and taste it, it is very fragrant and very chewy. It's a bit like brisket, but it's a little more tender than brisket. Anyway, looking at everyone's happy eating, you know that this taste is very good for everyone's taste.

Uncle Zhang Zhen took some home-brewed grain wine, and then drank wine with Mo Feifei and others, ate meat in large pieces, and chatted very happily.

It took more than an hour to finish this meal.

After resting for half an hour, Mo Feifei followed the fat man, Su Zhe, and Zhang Zhen to carry some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar from the van, as well as some clothes and cooked meat, and planned to send them to Lao Yutou's home in the name of condolences. As the old saying goes, officials don't give gifts.

If you treat them with such sincerity, you won't be blasted out directly.

Under the leadership of Uncle Zhang Zhen, the group took their things and went to Lao Yutou's house.

I heard Zhang Zhen's uncle say that the old Yutou's family, before the reform and opening up, was a considerable landlord and old wealth in these four miles and eight townships.

At first, everyone didn't feel it, until they came to Lao Yutou's house, they didn't know what this "quite big" meant.

If nothing else, the door is nearly three meters high, with very beautiful patterns carved on it, and it looks at least a hundred years old. After entering the inside, there is a special cave. There are three entrances and three exits in this house, and there are more than 30 rooms alone, three kitchens, and there are corridors among them. As for what stone benches and stone chairs, there are even more.

Although it has fallen into disrepair, it is dilapidated inside and out, many places have collapsed, and when it rains, water leaks everywhere, and weeds are everywhere. But from this scale, you can vaguely feel the prosperity of the year.

I heard Zhang Zhen's uncle say that when he was fighting local tyrants to divide the land, a quarter of the people in the village lived here. But later, the house was so dilapidated that they all moved out.

Now, here, there is only one person left.

Maybe it's because people don't care much about hygiene when they're old, and the whole house exudes a musty and foul smell, and when I first entered here, I almost didn't smoke them out.

When the group entered, an old man was dozing off on a rattan chair. The old man was shirtless, holding a puff fan in his hand, and there were some leftovers on the table next to him, and there were many flies flying around on it, and he didn't bother to care, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Old Yutou, how about taking a nap?" Uncle Zhang Zhen greeted Lao Yutou with a smile.

When the old man heard the movement, he lazily raised his eyelids and closed his eyes again, as if he hadn't seen them.

"Hey, this old man, the shelf is quite big. The fat man muttered quietly. Although his voice was small, Mo Feifei next to him still heard it, and the latter glared at him fiercely, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

Uncle Zhang Zhen touched his nose, but he didn't seem to mind, he already knew what kind of person this old man was, so he was prepared.

"Well, my nephew has come to comfort you with a few of his warm-hearted friends. Look at it, I got you oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, as well as meat, clothes and whatever, and put it here. ”

Su Zhe, Fat Man and others immediately stepped forward and put a large box of things on the ground.

Mo Feifei took half a step forward and said with a smile: "How is the old man's health?"

Lao Yu took other people's things, and he didn't say thank you, but this opening seemed to be like eating gunpowder: "I can't die." ”

Mo Feifei was stunned for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this time, Uncle Zhang Zhen next to him couldn't stand it: "I said old Yutou, why are you like this." People are also guests, at least be polite. ”

I don't know if this sentence is wrong, or if the old man's neurosis is guilty. He suddenly sat up from the rattan chair, pointed outside, and said, "Take your things, get out." ”

His accent is strong, but everyone can barely understand it.

Burst!

The faces of the crowd were pulled down collectively.

This old man is really not an ordinary temper monster. If this was in the old society, he would have been a backward element, and it would not be enough to shoot him 800 times.

Although he was treated unfairly, Mo Feifei was still patient, and with a smile, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over;

Old Yu glanced at him, as if against him, took out a hookah from the ground next to him, and smoked it with a grunt.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhang Zhen said angrily: "Old Yutou, you treat me like this." Do you still remember that I gave you your subsistence allowance and daily necessities? You made me anxious, don't get the subsistence allowance, don't bring salt and soy sauce or anything, look at you as a ghost, one day you die, no one will bury you. ”

Wow!

Mo Feifei, Fatty, Su Zhe, and Zhang Zhen all looked at Zhang Zhen's uncle, opened their mouths, and said in their hearts that this is not good. After all, I came here to beg someone, so wouldn't it be too abrupt.

Something interesting happened, seeing Uncle Zhang Zhen making such a big fire, Lao Yutou was really a little cowardly.

He put down the hookah, although his tone was still yin and yang, but it was much better than the feeling of eating a cannon just now: "Say, what's the matter with me." ”

Ho!

Don't look at this old man, he's quite smart. actually knows that these people are definitely not just for condolences.

"That's pretty much it. Xiaomo, if there is anything, just say it. Uncle Zhang Zhen showed some smiles and said to Mo Fei.

In this case, Mo Feifei also said. He didn't hide anything, and said directly: "Master Yu, I am in the countryside to collect old goods." I heard that you have some old goods on hand, and you don't know if you can sell them or not. ”

"What an old thing, my sister has, my sister has, you are looking for someone (looking for the wrong person). The old man refused simply, looking like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Don't look at this old man who is over seventy years old, he can be regarded as a long-time experienced. However, Mo Feifei could read something strange from his eyes. He dared to conclude that this old man really had some valuable treasure. However, for unknown reasons, he didn't really want to sell. (To be continued.) )