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Chapter 104: The Fat Man Is Back

After nine days, the fat man and his party returned to the backing mountain, standing on the small bridge at the entrance of the village, the sun was setting, the fat man seemed to return to the scene when he entered the village for the first time last year, he smacked his lips: "It feels good to go home." ”

"Uncle Fat is back in the village-" A group of wild boys howled, and in the fat man's ears, it was quite a bit like shouting "The devil has entered the village".

"When did I become so popular?" said the fat man with a grin, striding across the bridge.

"Uncle Fatty, when are you going to sell eggs, we are all waiting to share the money and eat popsicles?"

"Divide the money, I'll reward you for both feet first!" The fat man roared, and the wild boy immediately scattered, but he didn't run far, these guys are ghostly, they know that the fat uncle is a good boy who respects the old and loves the young.

The fat man also muttered in his heart: This kind of thinking is wrong, so he cares about dividing the money, so isn't it back to the era of big gangs?

Seeing the daughter-in-law of Erzhu coming to greet the snot baby for dinner, he immediately greeted the fat man happily: "Fat brother, you are back, everyone has picked wild vegetables of all ages, just waiting for you to collect it." ”

The fat man was a little dizzy: "Don't worry, I'll go home first and take a look, and I'll talk about this tomorrow." ”

Wang Sanpao and the car boss also went home separately, the fat man stood outside his wooden door, and the two little yellow dogs inside chirped excitedly, put their front paws on the board stick, stretched out their tongues and licked the back of the fat man's hand.

A black shadow flew out of ——, window, and in a few jumps, he jumped onto the fat man's shoulder, which was Mao Mao, who did not follow the usual path.

Seeing Maomao blink a pair of big eyes and stare at himself with affection, the fat man pulled its little paws, and then grabbed a handful of wild strawberries picked in the mountains.

"Uncle Fat is back!" Qiqi poked out of the door of the house, and then pounced on him with two small arms, and threw himself into the arms of the fat man who had just opened the door, and put his two little hands on the fat man's face, rubbing them back and forth.

"Fat uncle, what delicious food did you bring me back?"

Like Maomao, they all come to eat and drink, and there is really a master and a monkey. The fat man also took out a handful of wild strawberries, and then spoke according to the situation.

Qiqi wrinkled his little nose, a little dissatisfied: why did he mix with Mao Mao into a level.

As soon as the fat man looked up, he saw the big pigtails leaning against the door of the house, looking over with a smile, his eyes as clear and gentle as water. Looking at each other, both of them had a sense of blending in their hearts.

The fat man walked over, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the small hands of the big braids.

"Uncle Fat, this fruit is too sour!" Qiqi's voice woke the fat man to his senses: there is a little spy next to here.

"It's sorghum fruit, put some sugar to steam it for a while, and then put it under the water tank for a while, sweet and sour, cool, better than canned hawthorn. "Big pigtails come up to relieve the fat man, this wild strawberry is relatively small, only the size of a finger cover, growing in the glades, the locals call it sorghum fruit, the sour taste is relatively large.

"Qiqi, go to your grandfather's house with three guns, there are two pheasants just now and forgot to get them back, I have newly learned a hand called flower chicken, and I will show you a hand. The fat man immediately resorted to a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain.

After all, Qiqi is young, and he is slightly inferior to the fat man in terms of tactical literacy, and he leads Mao Maole to run away.

The fat man walked into the house with a smile: "Xiaoyu, how are you doing these days?"

Seeing the big braid and nodded, he immediately asked again: "Do you miss me?"

The big braid head has not been finished yet, and he suddenly blushes. Seeing the two red apples with big braids, the fat man was thrilled and began to make do with it, ready to go up and take a bite.

"The fat man is back—" A rough voice came from outside the door.

The fat man stomped his feet in anger, and now he was quite disgusted by the phrase "the fat man is back". The big pigtail blushed and gently pushed him, and the fat man greeted him very reluctantly: "Captain, why are you here?"

"Why, you're not welcome. "Captain Li just came back from the mountain, and when he heard that the fat man was coming home, he immediately walked around, which is really not a good thing for the fat man to be ruined.

"How's this trip going?" Captain Li was mainly concerned about this.

"The harvest is too big, the mountains are full of treasures, from ants to water monsters, they all have infinite potential, and I can't say anything about it for a day or a night—what, I'll report back to you tomorrow." The fat man was just about to open the conversation, and when he thought it was wrong, he gave an eviction order.

"Okay, let's eat at my house tomorrow, let's chat, you have a good night's rest." Captain Li didn't know the fat man's careful thoughts, and thought that he was tired from the journey, so he took his leave.

The fat man let out a sigh of relief, staggered into the house, and smiled at the big braid: "Xiaoyu, look at this trouble." "The feeling just now is gone, and I have to cultivate it again.

"It's okay on the mountain, aren't you hungry?" The big braid leaned against the edge of the kang, put her hands on her legs, and the big black and shiny braid was pulled forward by her, and she lowered her head to fiddle with the whip.

"It's okay, it's just a little homesick, I miss Qiqi, and I miss you even more. "The fat man didn't tell a lie, there are so many chickens, geese, deer and musk deer at home, can you not worry about it.

In the mountains, when he slept in a tent alone at night, the fat man fantasized about how much more fun it would be to lie in the tent with big braids.

Feeling the big braid's breathing become rapid again, the fat man began to make do with it again. I didn't feel anything when I was together all day, and this separation really felt how important each other's position in each other's hearts was.

"The fat man is back!" the old revolutionary's loud cough sounded in the courtyard.

The fat man really wanted to shout in pain: "I didn't come back." ”

"Old stationmaster, how is the Luchang chicken farm?" The fat man knew that there was no play as soon as the old stationmaster came back, and when people came back to eat, they went to bed after eating, and he didn't take it away when the fat man left.

"Of course, this little hen walks insects on the grass every day, and basically even eggs. If you don't come back, I'm going to go into the city to sell it, and after a long time, I'll be in trouble if I become a rotten egg. The old stationmaster hung up his hat and began to wash his hands.

"Why hasn't Kiki come back yet?" muttered Braided softly.

The old revolutionary hurriedly asked, "What did Qiqi do?" In his mind, Qiqi was the same as his own granddaughter.

"Uncle Shangsanpao's house went to fetch pheasants. The fat man hurriedly took the stubble.

"Then I'll go to Yingying, I guess I'll play on the road. The old revolutionary wiped his hands and walked out.

The fat man was overjoyed, God really helped me: "Xiaoyu, now we can finally talk well." ”

The big pigtail blushed on his face: If you still use people on your back, Brother Huang will not be honest either.

Seeing the fat man approaching her side again, the big pigtail was pounding in her heart: the fat man was not at home for a few days, and her heart also felt empty, as if she had lost her support, is this called worry?

The fat man came to the big braid, but he couldn't help but stop and listen. But this time no one shouted any more, and the fat man finally reached out and grabbed the soft little hand of the big braid, never wanting to part.

But in the next moment, the fat man took his hand back in a flaming rage, and then rushed out of the room. The big braid also hurriedly followed out, wondering in his heart: No one called this time?

"Don't go out of the house, come here to the wild animals!" cried the fat man, and slammed the door shut.

Wild animals dare to enter the village in broad daylight? The big pigtail drew a big question mark in his heart. There are also often wild animals entering the village, such as the newly laid pig lamb being taken away by wolves, which is not new at all, but it is all at night.

But soon the big pigtail let out an exclamation, and through the windowpane, she saw a large wild boar appear in the courtyard, black and as tall as a donkey, but fat and strong, especially the belly, which was surprisingly large.

"Brother Huang, come into the house!" The big pigtail pushed the door hard, but found that the fat man's body was leaning against the door, of course she couldn't push it.

"Lock the door first, I have a way to deal with it!" said the fat man, but his heart was also drumming. Just now, he suddenly sensed the changes in the wooden box, and when he looked at it, he found that the injured wild boar had stood up, was turning the ground inside with a big mouth, and went straight to the immortal grass.

This is worth it, the fat man didn't expect this guy's injury to recover so quickly, and he originally wanted to wait for his injury to heal before being released into the forest. But now it is certainly impossible to run up the mountain, so I can only run to the courtyard and scatter the wild boar.

After sprinkling it, the fat man regretted it a little, and he was worried about exposing the target, and secondly, if the wild boar hurt people in the tunzi and broke someone's little baby, it would be a big sin.

"For the sake of me raising you for a few days, don't make trouble for me. The fat man was armed with a red tassel gun and was ready to go, but he still secretly prayed in his heart that he hoped to solve the problem peacefully, after all, the wild boar had cubs in its belly.

The wild boar rolled his little eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment, obviously a little uncomfortable, and finally, his irritable and cold eyes fell on the fat man.

The fat man was shocked: it seems that he can only strive to stab this big guy to death, although this choice is very helpless, but for the sake of safety, the fat man can only do this.

Suddenly, the anger in the boar's eyes gradually dissipated, and it seemed that this guy also remembered something.

Fortunately, the pig's brain has a good memory, yes, I saved you in the first place, otherwise you would have died. The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

At the most critical moment, two little yellow dogs came up to stir up the situation, they did not dare to get too close to the wild boar, and stood several feet away and barked wildly.

The boar became irritable again, emitting a rough grunt from its mouth, and the average beast was most disgusted with dogs, as they were often accomplices of the hunters.

The fat man really wanted to kick the two dead dogs out of the gate, but he couldn't shout loudly, the wild boar probably didn't understand his words, and must have thought that it was aimed at it, and it was possible to charge immediately.

The boar's own body is heavy, and the impact is great, which the fat man deeply understands, and the door he added is no different from the furnishings in the eyes of the boar.

However, the wild boar did not take action, and just blindly confronted the fat man. The fat man looked at its super big belly and suddenly understood: this guy is not going to give birth.

Hum hum, a few of them ran from the backyard, their big ears fluttering, it should be the humming of the big boar that attracted them.

The wild boar immediately shifted the target and threatened the big flowers, and now, the big flowers have grown to about 200 catties, which is no different from the big pigs. Moreover, the pigs are multi-powerful, four-to-one, and have an absolute advantage.

As soon as the big flower raised its fangs from its mouth, it suddenly raised its head a few times to the young man who had just sprouted its beard, and let out a few strange humming noises from its mouth, and then walked towards the big boar.

The fat man was shocked: I really haven't seen the arch of the wild boar, so it won't be a lose-lose, right? But now that the situation is out of control, he can only hold the gun in his hand and prepare to strike at the critical moment.