Chapter 3: The Story of a Bowl of Porridge
Wang Dazhui thought to himself, it seems that Li Er and Li Shimin are in charge of the world at the beginning, and the thieves and rogues in this world can't take care of it at all, so even people like Li Ghost have become the king of the mountain.
Turning around, Wang Dazhui was frustrated to find that there was only one road leading to the bottom of the mountain, no wonder after they went up the mountain, they were not strict with their own care, it is estimated that on the one hand, Wang Dazhui is too small in their opinion, on the other hand, it is related to the geographical location of the ghost king village that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Because there are cliffs on all sides of this place except for the mountain road in front, unless it is a legendary martial arts master, it is absolutely impossible to climb to the ghost king village from somewhere else.
Wang Dazhui thought that he had misjudged the situation, thinking that he had dealt with Little Lori, and let Li Ghost and them relax their vigilance against themselves, and they could escape home, but now this abacus has obviously failed.
"This Fan Fan, I don't know what to eat, I haven't come to rescue my master for so long, it's really useless!"
Unable to find a way out, Wang Dazhui complained about others, and he didn't want to think about it if he hadn't been clever enough to get rid of Fan Fan, would he have ended up being kidnapped by bandits? Isn't this a typical society of resentment?
"I don't know if Daddy, do they know the news of their kidnapping now?"
"You should know!"
"The bandits kidnapped themselves, and they must have sent a letter to their families."
"And Fan Fan, if he didn't come to rescue him, he must have gone home and found a way."
Wang Dazhui was cranky and talked to himself.
"Brother Sledgehammer, Brother Sledgehammer, what are you doing here?" Just when Wang Dazhui was sitting alone under a big tree complaining, little Lori jumped up and down.
"It's okay, I just want to be quiet." Wang Dazhui said wistfully. After finishing speaking, he smiled inexplicably.
However, Little Lori Yuer didn't know about the stalk of "I want to be quiet" in later generations, so she only thought that Wang Dazhui was very happy to see her.
"Oh, Brother Sledgehammer, I'll take you to dinner! Are you hungry? Wang Dazhui felt that Yu'er's voice was very sweet and very good.
"Coo...... "It's okay not to mention this, as soon as I mention eating, Wang Dazhui's stomach rings angrily. Wang Da Hammer was a little embarrassed, but fortunately Yu'er was a child.
From eating in the morning to now, after such a long time, Wang Dazhui is of course hungry, but he has focused on how to escape for his life before, so he forgot about it.
Little Lori took Wang Da Hammer's hand and took him to the place where the ghost king village was eating.
I saw that they were holding a large cauldron, and I don't know what was boiling in it, but it was steaming hot, and the steam was very high.
Li Ghost saw Yu'er coming over with Wang Da Hammer, so he spoke: "Open the meal!" ”
"Wow, it's finally time to eat!" Yu'er shouted with a happy smile. The little girl is a very optimistic pistachio.
"Well, it's time to eat!" Ghost Li touched Yu'er's head, and the smile on his face was very bright.
The cook is a chubby bandit, and his appearance is particularly pleasant. I always have a smile on my face, and I smile at everyone.
"Come, the first bowl is given to our eldest lady Xiao Yu'er." The fat man scooped a bowl, handed it to Yu'er and instructed, "Be careful of scalding!" ”
"Thank you, Uncle Fatty." Yu'er shouted sweetly, and then carefully took the big bowl.
"Brother Sledgehammer, this bowl is for you to eat." Wang Dazhui never expected that little Lori would bring the bowl to himself. Wang Dazhui was a little moved.
"Yu'er, you eat first, my brother is not hungry." Wang Dazhui said politely with a smile.
"Yu'er gives it to you, and you hold it." Li Ghost glanced at Wang Da Hammer and said lightly, vaguely with a taste of jealousy, I don't know if Wang Da Hammer is thinking too much.
Since Ghost Li had spoken, Wang Dazhui hurriedly took it over and didn't say anything, just smiled at Little Lori.
The fat man was slightly surprised when he saw Yu'er give the bowl to Wang Da Hammer, but when he saw that Li Ghost had no objection, he didn't say anything, and then scooped a bowl for Yu'er.
Wang Dazhui took the bowl, blew it vigorously with his mouth, and then tasted it, and a disgusting earthy smell almost made Wang Dazhui vomit it all at once.
Wang Dazhui looked up at the people around him, only to see them holding bowls, carefully blowing and drinking, the expression on his face did not look uncomfortable, but seemed to have a sense of satisfaction.
Wang Dazhui turned his head to look at Xiao Lori and found that she was also like the people around her, looking very attentive and careful, with a smile on her face.
Seeing this, Wang Dazhui found for the first time that most people in ancient times really lived a very hard life, but they were also easily satisfied, as long as they had a bite to eat, even if the taste was not very good, they would feel very happy and satisfied.
He secretly congratulated himself that he was born into a family of landlords, and he was very lucky compared to most people.
I don't know how much sand and soil there is in a bowl of millet porridge, but Yu'er and Li Ghost eat very carefully, as if they are some great mountain and sea delicacies.
Xiao Yu'er saw Wang Da Hammer looking at herself, and asked with a smile: "Brother Big Hammer, is it delicious?" Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, and we'll see who eats it first. ”
Wang Dazhui looked at her, smiled and didn't know what to say, so he had to close his eyes, grit his teeth and pour it into his mouth. Because he didn't want little Lori to see that he didn't like to eat.
Although Wang Dazhui had tried very hard to pour the porridge into his mouth, his throat seemed to be suddenly blocked, and he couldn't pour it in.
Ghost Li saw it and patted Wang Dazhu's head: "If you don't want to eat, don't eat, there's no need to waste it so much." ”
Wang Dazhui put down the bowl with an embarrassed face, at this moment he didn't dare to look at the bandit who kidnapped him, he felt a little ashamed.
"Uncle, if you let me go home, I will definitely ask my father to give you silver, so that you can have white buns and rice to eat, and Yu'er will also have new clothes to wear." Suddenly, Wang Dazhui plucked up the courage to look at Ghost Li and said very seriously.
Listening to Wang Dazhui's words, Li Gui was stunned for a moment, sneered at Wang Dazhui and said, "Joke, do you think Lao Tzu is a fool?" The ghost believes that you will let Lao Tzu send us silver, let you go, and it will be good if you don't let Lao Tzu report to the official to arrest us. ”
Obviously, Ghost Li didn't believe the words of such a little kid as Wang Dazhui at all.
Wang Dazhui saw that Li Ghost didn't believe him, so he swore again and said: "Uncle, what I said is true, I can swear, as long as you let me go, I will definitely ask my father to give you silver, white flour and rice." ”
This time, Ghost Li listened to it for a long time and didn't respond, and it seemed that he was a little moved.
Just when Wang Dazhui was about to continue to persuade Li Gui to let him go, suddenly a bandit hurriedly ran in and said to Li Gui out of breath......