"Brother Qing, don't worry," Huang Hai patted his chest and promised, "We are not the kind of people who have no conscience, and we will definitely not be ungrateful." ”

"That's it," someone in the crowd immediately chimed in, "I'll work hard in the afternoon, and I'll never be sorry for the meat in my stomach." ”

"Don't play tricks," Huang Qing was amused by these words, "You don't have to work hard, just complete the plan." ”

The smell of meat gradually permeated, and then it came next door.

After Ji Quan, who was a good eye, saw what everyone in Huangjiakou was in their hands, his eyes widened.

"Obediently, white-flour steamed buns, steamed buns, and chicken," Ji Quan said, saliva flowed out of his mouth, "What kind of wealth did Huang Jiakou make, and he still had such good food in the service?" ”

"What are you talking about, what's wrong with Huangjiakou?"

Ji Quan didn't look back, swallowing his saliva and facing Huang Qing without blinking...... of the bowl.

"Look over there," he pointed ahead, "do you smell it?" Chicken, as well as white-flour steamed buns and steamed buns, everyone has it. ”

"Oh my God, it's really white-flour steamed buns," the speaker called out excitedly, "there is still meat, and the people of Huangjiakou eat it too well." ”

After speaking, he took a bite of his steamed bun, smashed it, smashed it, and pretended that he was eating chicken legs.

His words, everyone in Jijia Village was shocked and looked in the direction of Huangjiakou.

Suddenly, the eyes of jealousy glowed green.

"His grandmother's, how did they eat so well?"

"I also want to eat it, so I ate two pieces of meat for the Chinese New Year, and I haven't tasted meat for two months."

"I haven't eaten for half a year, my mother-in-law is pregnant with a cub, and all the pieces of meat for the New Year have entered her mouth."

The more they talked, the more sour the people in Jijia Village became, and the more fierce their eyes became when they looked at the people in Huangjiakou.

The people who were eating suddenly felt cold.

Huang Hai: "Brother Qing, it's so cold, I suspect that someone is trying to rob us of our meat." ”

"Don't doubt it," Huang Qing pointed in the direction of the Ji family, "Look there, do you find anything?" ”

Huang Hai stared, and saw a group of people with green light approaching here step by step, "Rub, this group of turtle grandsons really wants to rob us of meat, no, I want to eat it quickly." ”

After speaking, the speed of eating soared sharply, and after eating a steamed bun in three or two bites, he buried his head in the bowl and ate the vegetables.

When everyone saw this, they followed suit.

"It's all to blame on these turtle grandchildren," Huang Hai looked resentful, "I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and I can't even taste the meat if I want to." ”

"Okay," Huang Qing's face was not good-looking, "It's better to put it in your stomach." ”

He was really afraid that the group of people would rob it regardless of their hands.

It's not that you can't beat it, but you're afraid of extraneous branches.

"It's really a waste of meat to swallow it," Ji Quan looked at Huang Qing's empty bowl with regret.

Such a good taste, it should be slowly tasted in the mouth little by little, but it is really not good to swallow it.

Eat it so quickly, before you can taste it, it will reach your stomach, and you will waste such fragrant chicken in vain.

How could there be such a person who is intolerable to heaven, why didn't God send down thunder to kill them.

"That's it," the person behind him looked unsatisfied, "I haven't finished my mixed noodles steamed buns, I can't smell the meat, and I can't fool myself by pretending to eat chicken legs." ”

"Out of breath," Ji Quan snorted coldly, "There is no meat, and there is soup, such a big clay pot, there must be soup." ”

"Or? Let's take a look? "Someone is cautiously tempting.

"This is not very good, Huang Qingfang is like a thief, and he won't let us drink soup if he has it."