In the canopy of the cold night, the half-moon hung obliquely, and the stars were twinkling.

"Brother Dan, what's the matter"? In the distance, I don't know who remembered him, yelling at the night sky.

"What are you yelling about, do you need to report to you if your brother solves a physiological problem on the spot?" Talking about literature with elegant people, you don't need to be polite with coarse people, how vulgar you can get recognition.

Ye Qiu suddenly discovered that he didn't know when he had adapted to his current life, it turned out that he was a rough person, and his bones were full of tackyness.

His words fell, and there was a burst of laughter over there, and then Zeng Fatman's ridicule sounded: "Erdan, your mother really has a prescient reputation, I already knew that you liked to show the thing below, but you have to pay attention to it, protect the two eggs below, don't let Ruhua look at it."

Others didn't dare to laugh, but Zeng Fat Man was in charge of everyone's jobs, so he naturally didn't have so many scruples.

Ye Qiu heard another tidal burst of laughter not far away, which was bigger and longer than before.

Seeing that the timing was about the same, he hurried a few steps to catch up with everyone, and at the same time did not forget to adjust the atmosphere: "I said Consul Zeng, don't treat Ruhua as a woman, turn off the lights, cover the quilt, two mountains, a ditch, isn't that what it is?"

"Brother Dan is really a good realm......" Zeng Fat Man gave a thumbs up, the brother he called here was obviously mocking, but this is a kind of goodwill, the mutual irony between friends, to a large extent, accepted this person.

Making friends with Lao Paoer is both easy and difficult.

That kind of literary crepe, people who pretend to be tall will definitely not be able to get around a pot, just like this joke just now, if a literati must think it is vulgar, vulgar is unbearable.

If you don't have something in common, how can you make friends? Even if it is deliberately pandering, Lao Pao'er can instantly perceive it, don't look at their low level of cultural education, but after many years of crawling and rolling in society, there are few mistakes in the accuracy of looking at people and things.

The group laughed at each other, and came to Sister Hua's shop lively.

He originally opened a restaurant for the stevedores on the docks, and there were a few small shops next to it, but compared to Sister Hua, business was bleak.

Not to mention that there is a certain gap between the crafts, let's just say that between the ingredients, the worse the business, the more stale dishes are accumulated, and the taste is naturally slightly inferior.

More important is Sister Hua's appearance and reputation.

Everyone has *** in their hearts, and some of them are placed on the bright side, and they are the same on the outside; Some are hidden deeper, the stuffy of legends.

Whether the waistband is loose or tight, it does not hinder the appreciation of beauty.

Even if you can't get it, it's a happy thing to be a hypothetical ~ lewd object.

In ancient times, how many kings did not love the country but only loved the beauty, knowing that it was a red face and a disaster, and it was still inevitable that moths would fight the fire.

Sister Hua is only in the legend, two eggs, three dogs have not seen, there is a waiter in her small shop, is an aunt in her fifties, usually eat a boxed lunch on the dock, it is the aunt who came to deliver.

Even when I sent the dog this time, I only heard her voice, and I was arguing with my daughter who was resting today in the room, and every family had a scripture that was difficult to read.

Seeing this, the two didn't bother, and told the aunt a few words, but left.

At this time, when I saw the legendary Sister Hua, I was shocked!

Others say that she is nearly forty years old, and her daughter is fifteen or sixteen, and it is hard to believe that the years have not left many traces on her body, even the grease in the kitchen seems to favor her.

A fluffy hair falls down like a waterfall, and the fair face is slightly powdered, and a smile is overwhelming!

Ye Qiu and Ah Zhong's family have dreams and dreams, and Luo Ying are both first-class beauties, but at this time, compared with Sister Hua, they are slightly inferior.

I don't know how her husband was ruthless and abandoned her with such a perfect face!

Could it be that others say that after getting along for a long time, even if you have a perfect face, there are times when you are tired of looking at it, and the domestic flowers are not as fragrant as the wild flowers?

Her appearance is not demonic, she looks like a beautiful lady, a celebrity and a noble girl, but she has become a beautiful chef.

"You're Sister Hua! Is our main course ready to be served"? Ye Qiu was slightly distracted and nodded at her gaze.

It's just that the aggressive eyes never leave her sensitive parts.

He wasn't a man, but he didn't want to be a special man after just looking around.

It is a natural thing for men to love women and beautiful women, especially this group of hungry old guns who are about to burst out when they see them.

"Zeng Fatzi, these two handsome guys are ......" Sister Hua smiled and didn't answer the rhetorical question.

Her smile is really beautiful, and if you want to choose a flower that is comparable to it among a hundred flowers, it must be a lily.

Fresh, refined, elegant, muddy but not stained, clear ripples but not demons.

If you have to say a shortcoming, Sister Hua's voice is a little rough, and there is a slight magnetism in her voice, but she prefers Lao Paoer.

From her voice, I seem to see the heroism of the children of the rivers and lakes, the kind of frame that is not confined to red tape.

What do men do to beautiful women?

It's nothing more than sleeping in a bed, heart to heart, you have me, I have you, you can move, you can connect.

Of course, Zeng Fatzi is no exception, but whether he has won the pity of the beautiful woman or not, the people sitting here don't know very well.

It's just that Consul Zeng, who has always been strong, looks servile in front of Sister Hua, if someone else says that he is taboo and says that he is fat, even if his body of more than 200 catties is pressed, it can also press people into a discus.

As for Sister Hua's outspokenness, he smiled, his small eyes narrowed a slit, and he looked straight over, and it seemed that there was a naked beauty in front of him.

"Ahem, ahem"! Sister Hua coughed twice, Zeng Fat scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a hippie smile: "Hua Meiren, I can't blame my fat man for not being determined, if you want to blame you, you can only blame you for being too charming."

"That's my fault!" Sister Hua smiled, she knew how to use her advantages to turn into victory.

As far as their orphans and widows want to survive in an old cannon jungle, they are angry and rich, and it is essential to make jokes.

Although she doesn't like Zeng Fat from the bottom of her bones, the face she should give is indispensable.

"My fault, my fault", the fat man has a good attitude, it is limited to beauties, and it took a long time to return to the topic: "Two eggs, three dogs, from other places, get to know each other, and they will be a family in the future."

Sister Hua rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Who is the same family as you...... The names of the second egg and the third dog are really kind, don't forget to take care of Sister Hua's business in the future, you know"?

As he spoke, he didn't forget to pick up the electric eyes that charmed all living beings and shyly gave them to the two of them.

That kind of style, that kind of charm, even the old Jianghu Zeng Fat is difficult to resist, let alone two young people who are not deeply involved in the world.

I saw that the faces of the second egg and the third dog were crimson, their eyes stared at each other for a moment, and their faces that were alluring to the country and the city entered self-dormancy.

It is in response to the sentence that wine is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk with their own feelings.

In the midst of the fascination, Sister Hua smiled, and the sound of stepping on the leather boots that were not too high disturbed a lifetime of dreams.

The two never thought that a woman should use her body as bait, and her charm would be so demonic, even if she was defensive, she would still inevitably be hit.

It is no wonder how many kings stayed in Gentle Township and never came to court sooner.

If he held such a stunner, who would have the heart to move the strings, and suddenly thought of her husband, maybe that was not a real man at all, otherwise how could he throw down this unspeakable throbbing?

A large pot was carried up between Sister Hua and Aunt Xiaodian, and a strange fragrance was smelled from afar.

From noon, she soaked the dog meat in water for four or five hours, which was a big measure to remove the old and unchewable dog meat.

After simmering for two hours, the dog meat with many spices exudes its unique aroma and swallows saliva when it smells it.

The pot containing the meat is definitely not small, the old Eight Immortals table of one by one meter occupies most of the position, just put it down, the dishes and chopsticks have not arrived, it is the hands first, after tasting, in addition to the suspicion of slipping, but Sister Hua's craftsmanship is really good.

People who don't understand dog meat use it, which is called a full of flavor, but it can be vulgar, and it is difficult to swallow it.

A real master, not only can remove the fishy, but also rejuvenate the hand, crispy and delicious, and stay mellow for a long time.

Undoubtedly, Sister Hua is a good mediocre hand, not the top of the pyramid, but it is definitely more than enough to deal with the old cannon who has never seen the world.

What's more, it's a group of old guns who are obsessed with ghosts.

"Flower beauty, give everyone a jar of your home-brewed millet wine, that taste...... Tsk"! Zeng Fat Man seems to have some remembrance, and he uses wine as a metaphor for people, I don't know if the wine is good or the people are good, so that he can't forget it for a long time.

When Sister Hua saw his appearance, she snorted, turned her steps, lifted her waist, twisted her fat buttocks under her tight skirt and left step by step.

How could everyone let go of this good opportunity, no matter how good the meat on the table was, it would not be as good as the fine skin and tender meat wrapped under the pomegranate skirt.

Zeng Fat's small eyes suddenly became much bigger, and there was a faint light in them.

After a while, there was a clear sound of footsteps on the ground, and the chopsticks that everyone had just picked up were neatly aligned with Zeng Fat's rest.

The beauty carries the wine, as if she has returned to ancient times, and the married children carry the jar of daughter red, and the wine is more flowery.

"Pour up, pour up"! Zeng Fat kept urging, obviously the drunkard didn't mean to drink, he cared about the mountains and rivers!

The mountains are steep mountains, tough and upright, without the slightest sagging, only in front of the eyes at a glance; The water is between the ravines, mysterious and desirable, just like Penglai Immortal Island, Pengmen is now the momentum of Jun Kai.

"Zeng Fatty, where are your eyes going"? Although he was pouring wine, the ugliness of the fat man was clear in the corner of his eye.

This is like a coquettish, and like a word of encouragement, which made Zeng Fatzi's ambition lift, and he raised his hand to "snap and hit the pitiful buttocks in the back".

That kind of crispness made him almost lose himself.