The third master and his wife are definitely better to Yuanyuan than their daughter, even if the third master has his own careful thoughts about Yang Yi, but for Yuanyuan, he only has love, from the last time Yang Huashu only hit him three times, he couldn't help but persuade him, it can be seen that because of this matter, he quarreled with Yang Huashu a few words afterwards. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuanyuan herself is thin and small, the last time she was imprisoned in the dungeon, she was almost inhuman, and she hasn't made up for it yet, and her emaciated figure seems to be blown down by a gust of wind, and the third master who saw it couldn't help but feel very distressed. stood up and took the tray in Yuanyuan's hand, put it on the table and said, "You kid is already thin, and he has suffered so much, why are you so troublesome, just make a steamed bun for grandpa." ”

The third master's hush and warmth reminded Yuanyuan of her family, her eyes were red, and she quickly wiped away the tears that had not had time to come out, today is a day of great joy, and tears are unlucky. The longevity peach in the tray is the size of two heads, and it is festive to look at. "Yuanyuan wishes grandpa a long life and a hundred years old. With such a word of blessing, he picked up the dinner knife from the plate and dismembered the huge longevity peach in three or two strokes. At this time, the small area was filled with a strange smell, which made the guests who hated to get close to cover their mouths and noses, because this smell, to them, was a foul smell.

"What does this taste like?" Old Song stared at the flower-like longevity peach, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva very angrily. The inside of the peach is not snow-white, but a strange brown-green, and in some places it is black, in short, the taste and color are weird.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding guests all whispered, "What is this?" "I don't know, I've eaten all over the country, I've tasted both good and bad, what is this thing?" "Don't be this little girl who can't cook?" "It shouldn't be, this taste, even if it's mushy, shouldn't it be this taste." "What the hell is this?"

Yuanyuan still couldn't stand the gaze of so many people, her snow-white face instantly turned red, and she couldn't say a word if she was ready. The third master took a deep breath of the strange taste, and seemed to be a little intoxicated, and under the eager eyes of Wang Longxiang and Song Jun, the two old people, he pinched a piece of longevity peach and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shou Tao seemed to be a little hard to bite, the third master chewed for a long time before swallowing it, two lines of hot tears flowed down, and he slapped the table and said excitedly: "That's the taste!" Hearing what the third master said, the two old men couldn't help it, and one of them grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. Song Jun puffed out the bull's eyes, and his mouth couldn't help making a sound of enjoyment, as if he was eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas, and even Wang Longxiang chewed hard with his dentures, even if he was about to choke to death, he didn't want to spit it out.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Uncle Liu, what kind of thing can you eat?" The person who spoke was a lean middle-aged man, who just said that he had eaten all over the country. Wang Longxiang finally swallowed the thing in his mouth, rolled his eyes in choked, took a sip of tea and went down before saying, "Xiao Chen, Uncle bet you have never eaten this thing in your life." Saying that he was going to take a big bite again, he seemed to think of the embarrassment of being choked just now, and changed to a small bite.

"Made, that's really powerful!, I know you're a good boy, so I'll give you a piece to taste." Wang Longxiang took out a piece of the thinnest longevity peach and handed it to the person he called Xiao Chen, and Song Jun on the side was dissatisfied: "Why are you giving him so much, if you can't eat it, you have to waste it, boy, return it to me, otherwise you will regret it." As soon as Song Jun threatened, Wang Chen's people immediately returned the longevity peach slices.

Song Jun divided the three knives into four parts, stretched out his hand and said, "You can taste it." Three more people came out, and Wang Chen pinched a piece, and the moment he stuffed it into his mouth, his face turned green. Sour and spicy, as well as bitter, forming a strange taste, in short, it is not a good taste, the one with the worst concentration, directly vomited, and quickly grabbed a glass of wine to rinse his mouth.

There are three Wang Chen left, with a green face and trembling all over, the smell is really maddening, but the education they have received since childhood has made them unable to spit it out, especially in front of these three old people.

Song Jun sneered: "How is it, isn't it delicious?" Wang Longxiang glanced at him and said, "Okay, if you don't want to eat it, just spit it out." The three of them immediately spit out the contents of their mouths and grabbed water and rinsed their mouths like mad dogs. Soon someone cleaned up the things they vomited, Wang Chao glanced at it, almost vomited it again, took a sip of wine and pressed down the rebellious stomach, and asked, "Third uncle, what is this?"

In fact, Wang Chen was very suspicious that he didn't know how to eat, because the three old people ate this thing and ate it was called a fragrant, but when they ate it themselves, they felt that it was better to eat!

The third master said in a deep voice: "This is our military ration at that time, the liver pain we ate back then, and I have been panicking if I haven't eaten it for decades, and it's really cheap." The third master laughed at himself and said to Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan, tell these little bastards what is in it." "There are locust bark, bitter herbs, mother-in-law Ding ......" Yuanyuan said the names of more than a dozen wild vegetables in a row, which really made everyone at a loss.

Wang Chen claimed to have eaten all over the country, and it was really not blown, and when Yuanyuan finished speaking, he asked: "What you said are all wild vegetables, I have also tasted wild vegetables, not this taste, and you just said that the bark of the locust tree can also be eaten?" The four eldest young masters felt that they had been tricked, and they glared at Yuanyuan together. The third master snorted coldly, and immediately turned them into turtles with shrunken heads, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.

"If you don't know, get out of the way, during the Great Famine of 42 years, there was tree bark to eat the land, it was a big family, when we crossed the meadow, the even ate the belt and writing, if you don't eat, you have to die, you say you don't eat it!" A group of people were frightened and did not dare to come out, and were silent. Wang Longxiang sighed and said: "Xiao Chen, when you told me that wild vegetables were delicious, it was because you had never eaten real wild vegetables, what did you eat?

Song Jun tore the wild vegetable Shou Tao and sneered and said: "This is still the most delicious wild vegetable dumpling that Lao Tzu eats, not to mention the taste of that thing back then, half a young man can pull his teeth out, you say that thing is delicious, or is this delicious?" Wang Longxiang said with a calm face: "Back then, our Wang family was also a big family, but at that time the money was useless, you had a thousand pieces of gold, and it was not as good as a nest of people, you just asked if the locust bark can be eaten, let me tell you, my life is to survive by the locust bark!"

"Hehe, Lao Wang, don't be verbose, the locust bark is eaten by a large family, you ask me and Lao Liu what we ate at that time? The poplar bark is good, you may not know Guanyin soil, we have all eaten that thing! We even had a little soldier who was so hungry that he actually ate his own clothes at night, but as a result, he was not dead. ”

The third master nodded and said: "At that time, there was such a big wild vegetable ball, at least fifty more people could live, this thing is not delicious, but it is particularly anti-hunger, just such a piece can make you walk more than ten miles, the girl sent a little to your grandmother, she hasn't eaten this for many years." ”

As soon as they heard this, Wang Longxiang and Song Jun, two old men, invariably began to stretch out their hands and quickly snatched a handful of wild vegetables and peaches. The third master cried and laughed: "What are you two old things for, this is a gift from my granddaughter, what are you trying to eat, will you make it yourself?" "Okay, let's eat this if we don't eat anything else today, Ma De used to grit his teeth and eat, but now the more he eats, the more he wants to eat, it's really cheap!" Song Jun muttered while gulping down.

"Liu San!" A loud shout full of anger quieted everyone present, I don't know who has the courage to dare to call the name of the third master in public. The name of the third master is simple, but with his current status, no one can call him like this, even if the chairman sees him, he must politely call Mr. Liu, the name Liu San has really not been called for a long time.

Contrary to everyone's imagination, the third master was stunned for a moment, and then stood up suddenly, even bringing down the stool. "Liu San!" shouted again, this time the third master straightened his spine, looked at the door, and promised loudly with a standard military salute: "Here!"

The gate was pushed open by Yang Yi and Liu Junhu, Yang Huashu was wearing a tattered gray-blue military uniform, a gray cloth military hat, a dark brown belt, and a rusty machete, which he tied behind his back with a straw rope, and the red cloth on the handle of the knife had turned black.

The third master lost his voice and said, "Squad leader!" Two lines of turbid tears fell on the placket of his clothes. At this time, in his eyes, the hero who risked his life to rush into the devil's camp for his brother to avenge himself is back!

"Hahaha! Lao Tzu is back again!" Yang Huashu strode forward, and the crowd couldn't help but flash a path for him, and countless people didn't even have the courage to look him in the eyes. He took every step very calmly, his thin figure seemed to contain infinite strength, and the big knife behind his back was obviously rusty, but it gave people a sense of panic that he could cut himself in half with a single knife.

"Today is my brother's birthday, Lao Tzu doesn't have anything good to give, this big knife is yours now!" Yang Huashu pulled out the big knife behind his back, and danced a knife flower in his hand and said in a deep voice: "No name, I have killed thirty-two robbers and chopped four hundred and sixty-three devils, and now it's yours, then!" After Yang Huashu finished speaking, he actually threw the knife directly at the third master.

The big knife made a whining sound of breaking the air, needless to say, even if it was smashed, it was not comfortable, Wood rushed up with a brisk step, to catch it for the third master, before the knife came, his shoulders sank, the third master jumped up in the air, grabbed the big knife, turned over and fell, waved it twice, and the heavy big knife seemed to have no weight in his hand. The third master laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Your ghost head chop is finally in the hands of Lao Tzu, good! good!

The eyes of the people present almost popped out, and even Wood had a hellish expression, he never thought that the person he was inseparable from protecting would have such a high level of force.