I can't remember, I guess I snatched the noodle bowl from the old man's hand! When I wandered in the valley, I dreamed of eating a bowl of noodles like this, even if it wasn't very delicious, and boiling the noodles in clean water would definitely taste better than those filthy wolf hearts.

He prefers that the bowl is not noodles, but a bowl of egg fried rice made by his sister, yes, fragrant egg fried rice, with wild mountain onions and chai eggs, I believe that in this world, no one can make such delicious egg fried rice except for my sister.

With great guilt, he realized that his action just now was too reckless, and smiled embarrassedly: "Auntie, I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten such a delicious thing for many days."

The old man smiled and nodded, with a kind face, a kind face full of white hair and a kind smile, like an aunt and a mother who had seen it in a dream, no! It should be grandma or grandma, how can my mother be so old, she should be as beautiful as her aunt, the same charm still exists, just waiting for him to find her, mother and son recognize each other, father and son recognize each other, brothers recognize each other, brother and sister recognize each other, sister and brother recognize each other, in short, a family recognizes each other, lives together forever, no one will be old! What does it feel like to have a home and a loved one?

No more people will say that he is a wild child, no more people will point to his back and say, "You have dragged down your aunt, your sister, you are a bad egg"

"Eat! There is still in the pot, and I will serve it to you after eating."

Lin Yang smiled embarrassedly, "Auntie, can you give me a pair of chopsticks?" ”

Huh——!

The old man laughed embarrassedly, "People are old, their memory is not good, and they forgot to take chopsticks for you"

So saying, he lifted the curtain and went out, a curtain made of paper clips and a wall calendar. My aunt used to do it, and my sister helped my aunt do it, and he also learned to help cut paper and paste paste. He also donated the pages he treasured, and it took many days for the three of them to complete it. I don't know who invented this thing, is it considered waste utilization? How can those wall calendars with bikini beauties be rubbish! The paper clip also often caught the long hair of the aunt and sister.

It may be that the paper he pasted was not strong, and it didn't take long for the calendar paper to fall off on the paper clips, but now it's okay, it's broken more messy than a mosaic, and it flies all over the house, and those rusty paper clips are even more unscrupulous to the hair of my aunt and Han Bing.

After a while, the kung fu paper clips collided together and made a gurgling sound, Lin Yang hated this kind of sound, and he could even hear Han Bing's sister's cursing.

She took a pair of shiny chopsticks and handed them to Lin Yang, "Eat!" ”

He couldn't wait to take it, he couldn't help it, if he hadn't endured the saliva hard, he would have filled a dog's leather mattress.

When the old man went out to get chopsticks, he had already secretly grabbed a noodle with his hand and ate it, Lin Yang took the chopsticks, impatient, and couldn't miss the etiquette to make the old man think that he lacked a tutor "Thank you, auntie"

The old man smiled and said, "It's my son who saved you back, I'm his mother, cough!" He has done too many things against the grain, and he looks like he is old."

Lin Yang hummed in surprise, "Hmm! I should have called you grandma, right?"

The old man's happy old face seemed to bloom, and the short-lived sorrow was fleeting in the wrinkles on her forehead: "Good! Just call grandma, grandma will go and serve you food."

Lin Yang ate the noodles in the bowl in a few bites, he didn't remember how to swallow the two poached eggs, whether there was an egg yolk, whether it was a double yellow, whether it was choked, he ignored it all.

The old man took the bowl he handed him

"Is it delicious?"

As she walked, she looked old, but she walked like a young man, and she made a loud noise.

Lin Yang didn't think about it so much, the people in the mountains were very strong, and it was also because he was really hungry now, and hunger limited his intelligence, so he sat quietly on the kang and waited. The injured leg was still very painful, he opened his trouser leg and looked at it, the wound was tightly hugged with a white cloth, and a little blood seeped through the white cloth, revealing a little bit of blood.

He touched it with his hand, the blood had dried up, the wound was not as painful as before, and the gratitude to the family in his heart was beyond words.

He ate two full bowls in a row, and the old man came in with a steaming bowl of noodles, "Eat quickly, grandson, grandma will serve it after eating."

Lin Yang pouted embarrassedly, "Enough, I'm already full."

"How can you be full! The young man eats a lot of food, and my own grandson has to eat at least three or four bowls of such a bowl."

The old man said and stuffed the bowl into Lin Yang's hand, "Eat, eat quickly, grandma watched you eat"

Lin Yang has already eaten two large bowls of the sea, and he is indeed full, "Grandma, I'm full, I don't know what time it is, should I have breakfast or lunch, grandma, you haven't eaten yet!" Come - you eat too"

Lin Yang said and handed the bowl back to the old man's hand, who knew that the old man suddenly became angry, as if Lin Yang's behavior had touched his bottom line.

She shouted hysterically, "If I let you eat it, you can eat it quickly, why are you so long-winded, don't eat it quickly"

Leng Buding stuffed the bowl into Lin Yang's arms, "Don't think of this house if you don't finish eating this bowl of rice"

The noodle soup in the bowl soaked Lin Yang's body, Lin Yang was stunned by her sudden change, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and looked at the old man in a daze.

The old man looked very angry, he was simply angry, and the kindness on his face was replaced by a strange expression, in short, it was not like the expression of a normal grandmother, and it looked a little terrifying.

After she finished speaking, she ignored Lin Yang, turned her head and walked out of the yard, and with a bang, she closed the door outside, as if she had locked the door with something.

Although Lin Yang didn't understand what was going on, and it was not good to shout in the house, he picked up the noodles that had been spilled on his body back into the bowl and wiped the soup on his body.

The sound of the old man's footsteps brushing away from the yard finally turned into the sound of the door closing.

Lin Yang looked out through the glass, the high fence wall blocked the view, he couldn't see the old man and couldn't hear any movement, he looked into the distance, the sun was already hanging red on the top of the mountain, and the homing birds were hovering over the forest in the distance.

Although he was a little puzzled by the old man's behavior, and even angry, he was also a guest anyway! Is this their hospitality?

He had been lying on his stomach for a long time and his back hurt badly, and he had been in this position when he ate noodles just now. I turned over, I probably haven't eaten a good meal for so many days, I just ate two big bowls of noodles, my stomach is a little uncomfortable, I start to gurgle, and a wave of Tiangang gas is running up and down in my stomach.

Oops! Oops!

There were gases and liquids, and they arched out desperately, and their stomachs hurt so much that they couldn't bear it. If he doesn't release these things right away, he will probably be able to fly out of the roof like a rocket.

I endured getting up from the kang and slipped out of the ground, my leg hurt but I could bear it, but the was about to squirt out in an instant.

Holding on to the edge of the kang, he finally rushed to the door of the outhouse, the door was not locked, and with a slight pull, the two sides of the door were separated. The threshold of more than ten centimeters, he tried twice to cross it, and there were a few bluestone steps outside the door, and he was in a hurry for a while, and he went straight down the steps.

The pain in his body was completely covered by the feeling of exploding in the back, and he got up and limped to the gate, the yard was not big but the road was very long, and he finally ran to the gate, and the gate was not opened after shaking for a long time, and the chains and locks that locked the door could be faintly seen through the gap in the fence gate.

The yard was clean, he looked at it in a panic, he really couldn't bear to defile anywhere, but there was really nothing he could do, he had just pulled his pants down against the fence wall of the fence gate, and the smoke and miasma of the artillery fire were all caused by those corrupt wolf hearts.

I finally felt a little more comfortable, and I was relieved, but a bigger trouble followed, paper, no paper, and there was not even a single leaf around the bare tree, what should I do? Straight up your pants? The dog skin mattress is yellow, and if you cover it with a quilt, it will smell even if you don't see it, right? I found that my dog skin mattress and kang were defiled by them, can the old grandmother still make me noodles to eat?