The fat man sat cross-legged on the kang, kneeling beside Xiao Qiqi, and the captain, Wang Sanpao, and the car boss sat on the other three sides. The two kittens on the kang meowed, and the two puppies on the ground grabbed the bones, so it was not lively.

A plate of heart and liver, a plate of white meat with garlic, a pot of large bones, and a large bowl of broth with emerald green coriander leaves floating on the soup, which was processed by fat people.

Xiao Qiqi held the shakuhachi-long thigh bone in both hands, smiling and gnawing, rubbing pieces of oil on his little face.

The captain also took the soju he had been reluctant to drink, poured a large bowl, and the four adults took turns to drink it. How much casual, but it's rare to drink once, no one hides a traitor, one is bigger than the other.

The fat man's alcohol is okay, although he thinks that the alcohol is a bit high, and he swallows it to the stomach and burns it, but he doesn't go up, and the more he drinks, the more energetic he becomes.

A big bowl of wine, a big piece of meat, the fat man finally felt the good side of life, if he lived such a day every day, it would be good to stay here.

After two rounds, the wine bowl bottoms out. The captain and the car boss both set their eyes on Wang Sanpao, who finally couldn't resist it, got off the kang and went home, and ran back with a large glass bottle after a while.

The bottle could hold ten catties at least, but now there was only half of it left, and the fat man saw that there were still a lot of things soaked in the bottle, among which there was a small mallet, which was thinner than the two he collected.

Wang Sanpao carefully poured out a bowl, the wine was slightly yellow, and a fragrance was fragrant. The boss hurriedly spit out the bones in his mouth, took a small sip with the bowl, and then smacked his lips vigorously, looking fluttering.

The fat man picked half a plate of meat for Qiqi, and it was his turn, just about to take the wine bowl, but saw the captain directly hand the wine bowl back to Wang Sancang: "Xiao Huang, you don't have your share of this wine, you can eat meat." ”

The fat man was about to taste the good wine, but he was willing to give up, grabbed the wine bowl and shouted, "I have to taste it too." ”

"Boy, this is medicinal wine, and I will suffer at night after drinking it. Wang San blinked narrowly.

The fat man didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, grabbed the wine bowl and took a big sip, the fragrance was full, and the strength of the wine was much smaller than just now, so he didn't care.

After eating a meal for more than an hour, the three went home separately. The fat man was full of wine and food, and drank a bowl of big ballast porridge with Qiqi to get rid of the greasy, and then two outsiders, one big and one small, lay on the kang and patted their bellies.

When Wang Sanpao was leaving, he was going to leave the pig's belly, saying that it was good medicine. Wild boars have the most miscellaneous diets, and sometimes it is inevitable to eat poisonous things, but they will never be poisoned, and the reason is that because of this baby belly, it can detoxify.

The pig's head and pig's trotters were given to the car owner, and the fat man would not pick them up anyway. The car boss smiled and said that he would come to dry ginseng for him tomorrow.

The rest of the pork, the fat man is worried, the weather is too hot, I am afraid that it will spoil overnight, and now the fat man is very nostalgic for the refrigerator.

However, the countryside also has its own local method, Aunt Li moved all the raw pork, saying that she wanted to hang bacon and keep stewed eggplant beans.

The fat man crossed Erlang's legs, found a broom fan to pick his teeth, and saw Qiqi also tinkering with the cat on the kang with a satisfied face, and then remembered that the little guy seemed to have not been going home for a day.

"Kiki doesn't want to go home?"

Little Lori turned two little black beans and snapped her little fingers: "You don't need to learn to dance here, you don't have to play the piano, you don't need to ......" broke ten fingers in a row, and she hadn't finished counting.

The fat man also feels the same way, life in the mountain village is a little harder, but there is no mental pressure, there is no need to be busy making money, there is no need to look at the face of the boss, and there is no need to ......

must live for a while, the fat man is secretly ruthless: find a way to improve the living conditions, and the days will definitely get better and better, but it is really not good, and he leads Qiqi up the mountain to dig a mallet every day.

Thinking of ginseng, the fat man hurriedly took out the wooden box from the cabinet, opened it, and the fat man was dumbfounded: it was empty, and there was not even a ginseng beard.

The thought flashed through him, and was quickly denied by the fat man, because the box was always on his body and was not put in the cupboard until it was time to eat.

"Kiki, are you moving?" asked as he rummaged through the room.

"Nope. Kiki replied crisply.

"Hell yes. "The fat man looked around, the house was simply furnished, and there was no place to hide anything.

Forcing himself to calm down, the fat man's mind was highly concentrated, staring at the box. Suddenly, a picture appeared in my mind: the pond was showing again, and there were two mallets wrapped in bark on the edge of the water.

The fat man's heart was ecstatic, and his thoughts turned to take out the ginseng. But when the two hands were halfway out, they stopped: how can you dig out the things in your head?

To his greater consternation, his hand sank, and a bark-wrapped mallet appeared in his palm.

After being stunned for a long time, the fat man screamed, and the thought in his mind turned, and the bark on his hand disappeared again.

Baby, baby, the fat man excitedly circled on the ground: Wow, I can be like a magician, I want to change anything, roar-

Qiqi stared at the fat man curiously: Uncle Strange is crazy and wants to drink Wahaha.

Finally, the fat man calmed down, and then ran out of the house: since it is a treasure box, it is estimated that the contents will definitely not go bad, and the remaining wild boar must be put in it to try.

When I arrived at Aunt Li's house, fortunately it had not been processed, and the fat man left a few catties, and the rest were all taken home.

The whole big back tartle, about thirty or forty pounds, is bigger than the box no matter how you look at it. The fat man froze his mind, and as soon as his mind moved, the pork disappeared from his eyes and appeared in the space. The remaining ribs and waist chops were also put in, and they hung on top of the pool and did not fall.

Of course, all this is behind Qiqi's back, lest the little girl go out and talk nonsense, this is a secret that belongs to the fat man.

Lying on the kang head, the fat man had insomnia for the first time in his life, and he thought about it a lot over and over again, until there was a faint rooster crowing outside, and he was confused.

The reasons for insomnia are very complicated, one is because he has to plan for his future life, and more importantly, the lower abdomen is burning, and the bottom is also uncomfortable. In the end, I couldn't hold back, so I had to go to the outhouse and solve it with five girls.

He finally understood why the three old guys were smiling evilly, Wang Sanpao's medicinal wine was really strong.

The next day, the fat man was preparing the land in his own garden, ready to plant some vegetables. Because the body and mind are happy, so the work is also very happy, the fork in the hand flies up and down, and after a while, a large piece will be turned out.

"Xiao Huang, don't want the saplings?" the fat man saw that the car owner appeared in the yard at some point. He really kept his word, and came over to ask for a mallet, saying that it was to be smoked three times and dried three times, and finally dried slowly with charcoal fire. The fat man doesn't understand, anyway, he can rest assured that he will leave things to the experts.

After finishing the business, the car boss said with a smile: "These are all fruit tree saplings, it's a pity to throw them away." ”

The fat man didn't distinguish between grains, let alone fruit saplings, and laughed a few times: "I will plant it in the backyard in a while." ”

After the car boss left, the fat man pondered for a while, and then threw the saplings into the treasure box, anyway, there is still a large open space by the water, you might as well try, the fish can live, and the saplings should not be bad.

After a while, Qiqi led a group of wild boys to run back, carrying several pots, which were full of small fish.

After the fat man saw that there was no one, he put all the fish into a wooden box, and there was a large pool of water in it, which was just for raising fish.

While the fat man continued to pick his fork, he imagined beautifully: the planting industry and the breeding industry should develop together.