Zhao Tianyou smiled: "Look"

He stretched out his right hand, and the old man stared at his empty right hand, wondering what the other party was doing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw that the blood vessels of Zhao Tianyou's right hand turned blue, as if several blue earthworms rushed to the palm of his hand, and everything merged into the beautiful purple ring on his ring finger.

A black hole appeared silently on the palm of his hand, and under the noise and surprise of everyone, Zhao Tianyou took out a brand-new canned beef from it.

"This..."The old man took the canned beef handed over by Zhao Tianyou in surprise, and his hands trembled.

Others don't know canned beef, but he knows after living for more than 60 years.

Can.

More than fifty years ago, when he was a fourteen-year-old child, which was the year of abundant food.

He followed his grandfather and father to Jinkang City to trade grain for the winter, and exchanged fifty catties of potatoes for thirty catties of rat jerky and three canned pork.

He still remembers that in the village, his grandfather, who was the village chief, opened the canned beef, cut the black pieces of meat into pieces and distributed them to each of the underage children, and on which night, everyone gathered in front of the fire.

Live a show that my grandfather called 'New Year'.

"Since it's the New Year, how to say it, I have to let the villagers eat meat, it's okay for adults to be bitter, I can't let the children stay on those disgusting rats forever for the taste of meat~"

He still remembers, before the campfire, his grandfather said.

Let the adults be dissatisfied, but no one has the cheekiness to snatch the meat from the mouths of children.

After all, they are the hope of the village.

The old man cried, looking at the can in his hand and crying.

"I said uncle, you won't be able to~" Zhao Tianyou hurriedly squatted down to support the old man, and he didn't care about the body odor of others: "If you do this, I will lose my life"

No matter what the relationship between the other party and himself is, Zhao Tianyou is not used to being kneeled by a person older than himself, let alone such a gray-haired old man.

Unlike the mutated silver-gray color of the flying star, the old man and the pale gray hair are real at first glance.

"It's... This... Is this true? ”

"If you open it, you'll know"

Zhao Tianyou smiled and winked at Feixing, who suddenly took out his tools and skillfully cut the top of the can, and suddenly, a thick smell of meat wafted out.

After a few people who were close to sniffed it, their index fingers suddenly moved, and their stomachs couldn't help but protest.

The eyes were staring directly at which can, if it wasn't for the most prestigious elder in the village who was holding the can, it was estimated that they would have come up to grab it now.

"Uncle, you try it first, there are a lot of canned food, enough for everyone in our village to eat~" Feixing saw the old man staring at the dark red beef in the canned food in a daze, but he refused to move and was a little anxious.

"Elder, if you don't have a good appetite, I'll try it for you?" The one-eyed man walked over licking his face, and a pair of big yellow teeth were about to show their saliva.

Zhao Tianyou and Junyi collectively retreated, because they really couldn't stand the smell of each other.

"Wang Er! When will it be your turn to point fingers? Lao Tzu is not dead yet! At this time, the old man also regained the prestige of the elder, glared at the one-eyed man named Wang Er, the other party was embarrassed, and smiled: "I just ask, ask"

The old man was just about to eat this beef at this time, his calloused hands trembled, and he wanted to catch it but was worried that it was a dream, afraid that he would wake up if he caught this beef.

The shaking makes people feel like the canned beef will fall down at any time.

Wang Er and the others were in a hurry, and they almost couldn't help but rush up to catch it, worried that the beef would fall to the ground and be stained with those dirty soil.

Fortunately, the old man's hesitation did not last long, and when the beef was stuffed into his mouth and tasted the strong aroma of meat, the old man almost swallowed his tongue.

Fragrant.

It's so tmm-scented!

The old man had forgotten how many years he hadn't eaten such delicious meat.

Even more than 50 years ago, when my grandfather bought those canned meats, compared with the meat in his mouth at this time, he suddenly forgot that they were clean.

At this time, the old man really wanted to eat the beef in the can.

But he stopped suddenly, and after eating a quarter, he suddenly left the rest of the can.

The old man wiped the tears from his face and pulled the flying star over.

"Good nephew, the rest is up to you. You're small, you have to eat meat to replenish your body."

"No, no, Feixing doesn't eat, Feixing doesn't hunger~" Feixing's eyes suddenly turned red, the uncle can still think of him, how can this not move him, he shook his head: "I'm in God... I'm at Brother Tianyou, I have meat to eat every day, Feixing is not hungry, uncle, you eat, you are not in good health, you eat quickly~"

"Do you eat it every day?" The old man touched Feixing's face, and when he saw him nodding, he suddenly showed a relieved expression.

Although the old people have lived a hard life, if they see that the children can eat meat every day, as Feixing said, it will be worth it.

"You really don't want to eat?" The old man asked again.

Feixing nodded: "Feixing follows Brother Tianyou, I'm not afraid of no meat to eat"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhao Tianyou, and his eyes seemed to ask if he should say this.

Lord God was replaced by Brother Tianyou, although the title was lowered, but Zhao Tianyou preferred this title, at least the relationship between the two took a step further.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, and then turned to look at his villagers.

Because of the movement, the other villagers in the village also ran over when they heard the noise.

At this time, although they didn't know the whole process, everyone knew one thing, that is, the elder had a canned meat in his hand.

Canned meat, no one in the village has seen what canned meat looks like for at least forty years.

In Jinkangcheng, even the rich can only choose canned meat as a luxury ornament to eat during the festival.

It can be said that canned meat at this time is no less than modern gold, which rich person can stand aside and eat gold every day?

Whoever the old man's eyes look at, anyone's waist will subconsciously bend a little, and that expression has almost written 'give me' on his face.

The old man finally pointed to Wang Er, the tallest hardcover in the crowd, and said, "Come here."

"Oh, Elder, you are such a merciful god, will you give it to me? Are you going to give it to me? ”

Looking at Wang Er, who ran over with a smile on his face, the elder slapped him on the head: "Your fart." The children haven't eaten, why are you in a hurry? ”

As he spoke, he put the canned food on Wang Er: "Go and call all the children, and give them the meat to eat first."

"Oh, just this bit of meat, the children are not enough~" Wang Er cried with a sad face, it turned out that it was not for himself, he was looking forward to it, so he could only take this opportunity to smell the smell of the meat.

"It's not enough to cook the potatoes hot, and if you eat them sticky, you have to let the children know what the meat tastes like, go, if you dare to touch it privately, Lao Tzu will chop your hands~"

Zhao Tianyou looked at the fierce old man and the crying Wang Er, and coughed.

"Which, actually... I have more than one canned meat..."