The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have five flavors!

There were eight more empty wine bottles on the ground.

Chen Shan's face was slightly red, full of wine, he lay on the table, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Uncles and uncles, you are the best I can drink except for my master." ”

The village chief lay on his back on the stool and squinted his eyes: "Little, hiccup, little master, you are not bad, you can drink three bottles of liquor, among young people, I am afraid that no one can drink it better than you." ”

Uncle Dong patted Chen Shan on the shoulder: "At least I haven't seen anything better than you." If you want to say that Uncle Dong and I are in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages on drinking, it is second to none, I say second, no one dares to say first, but today I met you kid, I took it. ”

Chen Shan smiled.

Today's meal is the most beautiful since the master left.

Lie on the table and don't have to think about anything.

One or two are lonely and two are sad, three or two are lonely and four are worried.

Drink happily, regardless of what is right and wrong, grievances and grievances, everything will be said when the wine wakes up.

"Village chief, I don't understand, you shouldn't have much wine in your hands, right?" Chen Shan asked, "But why didn't you take it out before, but you took it out when I came?" ”

"I think you're a real kid." The village chief smiled, "Those feng shui gentlemen who came in the past were arrogant one by one, and they didn't look down on us rural people, to put it bluntly, they still disliked us for having no money." But when I talk to you kid, I don't have those constraints, I don't have the appetite. ”

"Don't listen to the village chief's nonsense, this is only one of the reasons." Uncle Dong patted Chen Shan on the shoulder with his big hand, "It's not that Daoist Bowen called the village chief and said that only you can take care of the affairs of our village." ”

Uncle Dong sighed: "Daoist Bowen said, if even you can't do anything, we can only move out of this small village." ”

His eyes were red.

Uncle Dong is nearly fifty years old this year, and he has lived in a small village for nearly fifty years, and letting him leave is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Here are the memories of the villagers and their upbringing.

It is also their ancestral land.

Chen Shan nodded: "I'll take a look around the village later, take a look at the zombie graveyard, and try my best to solve the problem." ”

The village chief waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's the first time you arrive today, rest and rest first, and it's the same tomorrow to see it." ”

Uncle Dong picked up the wine glass and raised his hand: "Come, drink." ”

The three of them dried another bottle of liquor.

Chen Shan drank too much and fell asleep, only to feel that he had been taken away, and then he lost consciousness.

During this sleep, he had many dreams, and he looked happy with his master and brother.

There are also things that Master said to him when he died.

"Master!"

Chen Shan muttered, grinded his teeth, turned over and fell asleep again.

The next day.

Chen Shan opened his eyes, knocked his head, and burped, his mouth full of taste.

"Little master, are you awake? Drink this bowl of sour plum soup. Uncle Dong walked in and handed over the sour plum soup in his hand.

Chen Shan took it and took a sip, a sweet and sour taste exploded in his mouth, and his mind cleared up a lot.

"Get up and eat, it's ready." After Uncle Dong finished speaking, he walked out.

Chen Shan came outside only to find that it was already noon.

The meals on the table are hearty, braised pork, braised prawns, stewed pork ribs, everything you need, and the smell is quite tempting.

Next to him, there was also a little boy sitting.

Uncle Dong pulled out the stool and said, "Come and sit, I cook all the dishes on this table, sit down and taste it." ”

Then he said: "He is my son, he is seven years old this year, you can call him Xiaojun, you eat first, I still have something to do, go and get busy first." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Chen Shan to speak, turned around and walked out, just before going out, he gave Xiaojun a look.

Chen Shan didn't see it either.

Chen Shan first sandwiched a piece of braised pork and chewed it twice, it was fat but not greasy, not salty or light, and it was very delicious.

After eating for a while, he saw that Xiaojun was just eating with green vegetables, and couldn't help asking, "Why don't you eat meat and seafood?" ”

Xiao Jun shook his head, glanced at the braised pork on the plate, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a low voice, "Dad said he wouldn't let me eat it." ”

Chen Shan frowned: "Why?" ”

Xiaojun didn't speak, lowered his head and pulled the rice in the bowl.

Chen Shan sandwiched a piece of braised pork for him, but was caught back by Xiaojun.

He put down his chopsticks and asked with a smile, "You tell your brother, why doesn't Dad let you eat braised pork?" ”

Xiaojun hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "There is no meat at home, this meat is still sent by uncles and uncles, and Dad said that he can only let his brother eat alone, and said that his brother will save the village." ”

Chen Shan didn't expect that this village would be so poor.

Remembering that so many dishes I ate yesterday, it should have been pieced together by the villagers.

The wine taken out by the village chief and the wine taken by Uncle Dong may also be their stock.

I guess after yesterday's meal, it's about the same.

Chen Shan put the piece of braised pork into Xiao Jun's bowl again, rubbed Xiao Jun's head, and said, "This piece of braised pork is for you to eat, you can eat whatever you want with the dishes here, anyway, my brother can't eat it, and it will be bad if you put it down." ”

Xiaojun was obviously a little moved: "What if my father knows about it?" ”

Chen Shan smiled: "This is a secret between the two of us, is it okay not to tell Dad?" ”

Xiao Jun nodded, smiled, and picked up the piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

"Thank you, brother." Xiaojun said vaguely: "You are so good. ”

Chen Shan rubbed his little head again and picked up chopsticks to eat.

This meal, Xiao Jun gobbled it up, and the small mouth was greasy all around, and it could be seen that Xiao Jun should not have eaten meat for a long time.

Every time Xiaojun finished peeling the shrimp skin, Chen Shan would draw it in front of him to prevent Uncle Dong from seeing it.

After the two had eaten their fill, they each patted their stomachs and smiled at each other.

At this time, Uncle Dong walked in and saw a table of empty plates, he was stunned and asked, "Have you finished eating alone?" ”

Chen Shan nodded and said with a smile: "No way, who let Uncle Dong, your craftsmanship is so good, the braised pork is fat but not greasy, and the braised prawns are much better than the five-star hotels outside, I can't eat enough." ”

Xiaojun hugged Uncle Dong's thigh, looked up and said, "Dad, this brother is so good, can he live at home forever?" I like him. ”

Uncle Dong smiled and nodded.

"Little master, don't be angry when you say something." Uncle Dong smiled awkwardly, "There is another feng shui master in the village." ”

Chen Shan's face sank, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

Since ancient times, whoever has a family to do things, only one feng shui gentleman, invite two feng shui gentlemen, this is a broken rule.