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The child fell into an abandoned well next to the garbage dump, which was horrible, but it was far less shocking to the villagers than he said, 'I was brought here by a girl and pushed into the well'.

People on the shore were discussing it, and a lot of horrific rumors were brought up, and there were people talking about the dead girl.

Wang Bo wore rain boots into the water, in the morning, the lake water is clear and cool, and it is very comfortable to take a dip in this hot weather.

Li Xing looked at the mighty reservoir and said, "Look at this water, it's a little muddy, there won't be any water ghosts down there, right?" ”

Na Qingyang glared at him and said, "Can you still touch a snail properly?" I just experienced these things, so I don't want to mention any gods and ghosts. ”

Wang Bo smiled: "I didn't know before, you are less courageous than Atulu." ”

Aturu was timid because he was afraid of things, he was not afraid of ghosts, and the Maori culture had a respectful attitude towards the dead, and there was no concept of ghosts.

Na Qingyang said: "I'm not timid, just like some people are afraid of snakes, some people are afraid of toads and some people are afraid of pollen, I am very afraid of ghosts, I have been like this since I was a child." ”

Wang Bo believes that there are many things in the world that cannot be explained by science, such as the heart of his lord, but he does not believe that people will become ghosts after death, and ghosts can harm people unscrupulously.

At the edge of the reservoir is a circle of stones, where the water is shallow and there are abundant aquatic plants, where many snails grow.

The snails in his hometown can't grow big, which is far worse than Fushou snails and the like, but because of this, they can't become a strong host for parasites, and they are relatively clean.

On the rocks and near the surface of the water, many snails grow, and their color is pale green with ink.

Wang Bo pinched one off and looked at the sun, the snail shell was very thin, and the sunlight made it look like a layer of tissue paper, and he could see the snail meat inside.

There are no snails in Lake Hawea in Sunset Town, and Eva finds a large snail and looks at it, and smiles, "It's beautiful." ”

Wang Bodao: "That kind of medium is useless, although the snail meat is big, it is not delicious, choose this kind of moderate size, and it is the best to eat in the pot." ”

Li Xing said regretfully: "Can't you sweep it with your hands?" There are a lot of snails here, and if you can sweep them, you can make a pot in a few minutes. ”

Wang Bo said angrily: "If you want to eat delicious food, you don't have the patience to work? How can there be so many good things? The snails you swept out will have to be selected later, which is just as troublesome. ”

It's a bit boring to pick one by one, but it's not too much of a hassle.

Da Fat was a little jealous of the water's edge at first, but he sat on a rock and looked around, and saw that Wang Bo and Eva were busy picking snails, and he felt interesting, so he also came to help.

But the cat's paws could not be brought together, so it pulled off a snail, and 'ding' fell into the water.

This made the big fat dissatisfied, and stretched out his claws to fish for snails in the water.

But when its claws touched the water, it quickly put away its claws in fear.

There were some small fry on the shore wandering under the stones and in the cracks of the stones, and when the fat cat saw the small fish, his eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth whined twice, aiming at the small fish, and his paws probed in the water.

After a few tries, it felt sure, and it swung it down with one paw.

As a result, the water splashed, but it did not catch the fish, and the small fish was frightened and scattered, and disappeared without a trace.

The second fat ran over and craned his neck to look into the water, and it also saw these small fish, so he and the big fat glanced at each other, and the two guys tacitly agreed to the two stones.

In this way, the small fish in the water between the stones seem to have become turtles in their urns.

But the reality is not so easy, the two of them wave their claws into the water together, but still not a single fish has been caught.

After going down like this several times, the big fat and the second fat ran out of patience, and after two irritable whines, they slapped into the water.

The water splashed everywhere, sticking the two of them into a lock, and they looked embarrassed.

However, there is still no fish.

The second fat finally couldn't wait, it jumped into the water, grabbed and bitten, and wanted to catch the small fry.

The little fry were still panicked, they fled, and they were not caught.

Wang Bo and the others slowly collected two buckets of snails, and at this time, the weather became hot in the sky, and the sun burned on their skin.

They were ready to go back and call the fat cat brothers to go with them.

The big fat mouth let out an angry cry, and he refused to return empty-handed, still fluttering in the water to catch fish.

Wang Bo glanced at it and said with a smile: "I usually think they are quite fat, why do cats look so thin after being wet?" ”

The rabbit is supported by a long coat of hair, but the big fat and the second fat are indeed fat, and there is still a little fat on the body.

Carrying the big fat in his left hand and the second fat in his right hand, Wang Bo and the others returned home.

Bo Dad and Bo Ma still didn't come back, he washed the snails with water, replaced them with clean water and poured some small grinding sesame oil into them, so that the snails could better spit out the sediment.

"Wait until they vomit more, and think about what to eat at noon." Wang Bo said.

Na Qingyang proposed: "Why don't we continue to go to the back of the village to touch the eggs?" ”

Wang Bo rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you go to the toilet to touch it, it's all the same result." ”

"Eggs in the toilet too?" That Qingyang's face was dazed.

Li Xing was also strange: "I don't know, Lao Wang, do you have chickens in the toilet here?" ”

"Go to the toilet to find, the same result, go to the place where other hens lay eggs in broad daylight to touch the eggs is to find death." Wang Bo said angrily, "You can't even think of this? It's stupid. ”

"you." The two of them raised their middle fingers together.

There were still a lot of eggs that I got back last night, and Qingyang suggested that they should not make green onion egg cakes, they hadn't eaten them for a long time.

This old Wang is good at having a big electric baking pan at home, but he uses an iron pot to make it.

Egg liquid, water and flour are mixed well, and chopped green onions are added, so his family doesn't need to care too much about appearance, so he drips a little vinegar and soy sauce into it, which can improve the freshness.

The iron pot is smeared with peanut oil, and as soon as the fire in the stove is hot, a dense fragrance spreads.

At this time, the batter is scooped into the four walls of the iron pot with a spoon, and soon a layer of egg cake is formed.

After frying and roasting several times, a green onion egg cake is ready.

The princess greedily circled around the stove, and the omelet made by the iron pot had a unique fragrance, especially the eggs used were still high-quality eggs from Sunset Ranch.

It's just that it's too hot, this work is not easy to do, and Wang Bo's clothes are wet and can wring out water after he finishes it.

The smell of the egg cake was very strong, and the neighbor's child ran over after smelling it and said, "Uncle, your egg cake smells so good." ”

Wang Bo gave him one, patted him on the head and said, "Then you stay to eat, Uncle has made enough." ”

(To be continued.) )