The wind and rain swept over the eaves and fell on his face, making the little fat man sober up instantly.

"My mother, ghost. The little fat man took a step away from his short legs, turned around and ran towards the wooden ladder.

His mother, Mrs. Mo, just went downstairs and was hit head-on by the little fat man, and the little fat man who was frightened and fled was startled again, "Ghost!"

Mrs. Mo, who felt the feeling of hitting her son, instantly lifted the little fat man's ear, "Who are you shouting?"

The little fat man who was screaming at the ghost looked up, "Mother?"

But I didn't know that this sentence annoyed Mrs. Mo, and kicked the little fat man's buttocks, "Are the wings stiff, dare to say that the old lady is a ghost." ”

"Oh, no, I didn't say that my mother is a ghost, I mean that a ghost is a mother..."

The little fat man was incoherent under the double blow, and was kicked again before he corrected it, "This, there are ghosts in this inn." ”

"Where is the ghost?" asked Mrs. Mo, and after the little fat man pointed to the backyard, she forcibly pulled him to the backyard door.

The stone mill rotated out of thin air, and Mrs. Mo was surprised: "Yo, there are really ghosts, this inn is quite rich, and it can actually make ghosts push and grind." ”

The little fat man rubbed his ass and glanced at his mother, confirming that it was his own.

The two of them stood for a while, just about to move away, when suddenly they smelled a burst of rice wafting in front of their noses, and then spread throughout the lobby.

The little fat man sniffed, "What is this? It smells so good," and he straightened his nose and followed the smell to the back kitchen curtain.

Mrs. Mo followed closely behind him, the rice was rich and tempting, it was definitely a delicacy, and it was not something they had tasted before.

The little fat man was just about to pick up the curtain and enter, and Hu Mu walked out with a plate of Yangzhou fried rice in the distance.

The little fat man and Mrs. Mo lost their minds in an instant, and they only cared about enjoying the food at noon, and now they saw Hu Muyuan's face.

This is really a flower and a moon, the country is fragrant, the country is captivating, peerless, with the plate of Yangzhou fried rice in his hand, the two of them feel that they are in Xianshan.

"Thank you. Hu Muyuan was no longer surprised, thanked the little fat man who lifted the curtain, and walked towards the beggar with Yangzhou fried rice.

Looking at his back, the little fat man came back to his senses and said to his mother seriously: "Although my father is a little ugly, he is rich." ”

"Well, that's right. Mrs. Mo, who was also looking at Hu Muyuan's back, came back to her senses after answering, and slapped the back of the little fat man's head, "What nonsense, who is your mother?"

Touching the little fat man's words, Mrs. Mo gave the little fat man another kick.

Those words not only regarded her as a person who coveted beauty, but also regarded her as a greedy person who loved money.

The little fat man rubbed his ass aggrievedly, if he hadn't confirmed it, he would really think that they picked it up in the garbage heap.

At this time, Yu Sheng came out with a bowl of fried rice and said to the two: "Two, there is a plate of Yangzhou fried rice left, do you want to try it?" ”

"Taste, of course. Only then did the little fat man remember the delicacy, "It's not bad money." ”

Mrs. Mo slapped the back of the little fat man's head again, "What's not bad money, what nonsense." ”

"How expensive can a beggar be able to eat?" Mrs. Mo looked at the beggar, and her own money was not blown by the wind, so she still had to save some money.

"Oh, that's—" Yu Sheng glanced at the beggar, and was about to make an excuse when he suddenly realized that he was actually wiping his tears.

"This..."The rest of his life was stunned, and his heart said what was going on, and he didn't know that he thought his rice was spicy.

The beggar is not gobbling up the food like Fang just now, but carefully smacking it one bite at a time, and tears are unconsciously flowing on his face, which makes everyone stunned.

The little fat man said in his heart that I know this fried rice is delicious, but it is not so exaggerated, right?

When everyone was stunned, Yu Sheng found that the female ghost who had been sitting opposite the beggar changed her movements, no longer staring at the beggar closely, but focusing on the meal.

There is a story!

At this time, the little fat man, who was aroused by the beggar's curiosity, came back to his senses and said, "Hurry up, we want this fried rice." ”

Yu Sheng pulled back to the topic of Fang Cai, "I have fried rice, do you have a story? ”

"Story?" The little fat man and Mrs. Mo looked at each other, and it was the first time they had met each other to tell a story for free food.

"Make up one?" the little fat man had an idea in an instant.

"If you can cry like that, you can tell your story. Yu Sheng pointed to the beggar.

The little fat man looked back at the beggar, tears were about to drown him, and after Hu Muyuan asked him with concern, the beggar actually howled and cried.

"Then forget it", the little fat man shook his head, they hadn't experienced this heartbreak yet.

He glanced at Mrs. Mo, "If only I escaped from the Southern Wilderness, I might be able to tell you about it." ”

"Smack", Mrs. Mo, who was addicted to beating her son, slapped the little fat man on the back of the head again.

After selling Yangzhou fried rice to Mrs. Mo for a large price, Yu Sheng walked to the beggar, and saw that he finally spoke under Hu Muyuan's care.

She didn't taste a bite of Yangzhou fried rice until she died. The beggar opened his mouth to confuse everyone, but he was thoughtful for the rest of his life.

For the rest of his life, he made Yangzhou fried rice in the slums of Demon City, and when the little girl's bowl was distributed to the people watching on the street, the beggars were among them.

At that time, the beggar was not a beggar, he had a family and a wife, but she went out that day and did not have the opportunity to taste Yangzhou fried rice for the rest of her life.

The beggar was shocked when he tasted Yangzhou fried rice for the rest of his life, thinking that the delicacy enjoyed by the immortals was nothing more than that, and he couldn't help boasting when his wife returned.

Maybe the beggar said it too vividly, and the lady also remembered Yangzhou fried rice and never forgot this bowl of rice.

"We've tried it many times at home, but we haven't made the desired taste. The beggar said.

In a life where they have no goal and don't know when they will die, they have to live a life, and the appearance of Yangzhou fried rice has become an expectation in their lives.

It has also become a bright color in his gray and miserable life.

In their continuous attempts, the two of them regarded Yangzhou fried rice as the sustenance of their lives, looking forward to one day going to Yangzhou to taste the Yangzhou fried rice they were looking forward to day and night.

However, the arrival of the demon beasts led by the Monkey shattered their colorful life.

They fled in a hurry and were forced into the mountains at night when the monsters chased them.

However, they are just ordinary people, and in order to guard the demon city, there are not many people who are separated to guard them.

In the case of the pursuit of demon beasts and the attacks of wild beasts in the mountains and forests from time to time, there were fewer and fewer people who fled together, and later they even dispersed, leaving only the two of them.

They hid in the shadows, prayed to themselves, and encouraged each other at the same time, agreeing to go to Yangzhou together to eat the coveted bowl of fried rice.

The dream was soon shattered, and the monsters found their hiding place.

Listening to the approaching footsteps of the demon beast, the two looked at each other, knowing that it was impossible to escape, and if they wanted to survive, they had to make a choice.

"As a man for his life, I should stand up!" the beggar banged his head on the table with remorse

Sitting next to him, Mrs. Mo and the little fat man, who could listen attentively, felt pain.

It's just that the desire to survive prevailed at that time, and he couldn't move his feet by pressing the beggar's feet.

The footsteps of the demon beast were closer, and the two of them saw that they were about to fall into the hands of the enemy, and at the last moment, his wife ran out with a "boom".

When he boarded, all the demon beasts chased after his wife, leaving only the stunned demon beasts to hide in the shadows, and after a long time, the U sound of ch was transmitted.

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