Zhou Fugui picked up the wine jug on the table, poured a glass of wine for Zhou Aiguo, and then picked up the small wine cup in front of him and took a sip, and by the way, he also filled his wine cup.

"Bacon? Do we still have this thing in our house? Zhou Aiguo looked at the appetizers on the table and was a little surprised.

"You didn't get this bacon?" The chopsticks in Zhou Fugui's hand were about to be sent to his mouth with a piece of meat, and when he heard Zhou Aiguo's words, he couldn't help but pause.

"When did I get bacon back?" Zhou Aiguo was also stunned.

In these years, although eating meat or something is not as difficult as in previous years, it is not something that can be eaten if you want to.

In the countryside, killing pigs during the Chinese New Year is already very good, and it is already very good to be able to keep half a pork to eat at home. After the beginning of spring, the meat is not good to preserve, and people with conditions usually smoke the pork left by killing pigs into bacon in the days before the Chinese New Year, and if it is well preserved, it can be eaten for more than half a year!

Zhou Fugui's family also kills pigs every year during the Chinese New Year, and also keeps meat, but they can't stand Zhou Fugui's family! Other people's families can make two catties of meat in one meal, and they can also mix their mouths with oily gloss. Zhou Fugui's family? Two catties of meat is not enough for everyone to stuff their teeth.

Zhou Fugui's father and son are all delicious, and the small half of the pork left by Zhou Fugui's family killing pigs is good to be able to eat the New Year.

Therefore, Zhou Fugui's family has never made bacon. With that spare time, the family is large and small, it is better to go to the surrounding mountains to get more food, it is more realistic.

"Wang Xing'er~! Wang Xing'er~! Seeing that Zhou Aiguo denied it, the bacon on Zhou Fugui's chopsticks fell on the table with a click.

"Hey~! Boss, looking for me something? Zhou Fugui's wife Wang Xing'er was busy in the kitchen, and when she heard Zhou Fugui's roar, she hurriedly got out of the kitchen.

"Wang Xing'er, where did you get this bacon from?" Zhou Fugui pointed to the thinly sliced meat on the plate and asked.

"Pulled out of the belly of the dog you brought back." Wang Xing'er faced Zhou Fugui's anger and didn't dare to lie.

"Uh······" Zhou Fugui felt sick and couldn't help but vomit.

This stupid! Stupid and hopeless! The bacon taken out of the dog's stomach is still brought up for himself to eat?

Zhou Fugui vomited twice, but nothing came out.

It's no wonder that Zhou Fugui always likes to eat the food he likes when he eats it, and Wang Xing'er has only served the bacon to the table for five or six minutes. Zhou Fugui chewed slowly, and probably only ate two or three pieces of bacon

Anyway, I've eaten it all in my stomach, what else should I do? Even if he vomits, it won't solve his nausea!

Forget it, it's not clean, it's not sick!

In less than half a minute, Zhou Fugui had already done a good job of psychological construction.

"Fugui, don't worry, I washed it several times, and I specially boiled it twice with boiling water, and fried it with chili peppers before I ······" Wang Xing'er's face turned white.

Wang Xing'er was afraid that Zhou Fugui would beat her. Although Wang Xing'er gave birth to eight children for Zhou Fugui, when Zhou Fugui wanted to beat her, Wang Xing'er could only be beaten.

"Uh~!" Zhou Fugui retched again. If Wang Xing'er hadn't "deeply processed" it, how could Zhou Fugui eat such food. The taste of the chili pepper is too domineering, even if the ingredients are not so fresh, as long as they are mixed with the chili, it is not so easy to taste.

Wang Xing'er stood aside with her hands folded, not knowing what to do.

This morning, Zhou Fugui didn't know where to get a dead dog, and shouted for Wang Xing'er to take a few daughters-in-law to work.

Zhou Fugui has a lot of family, and Wang Xinger is not willing to throw away the internal organs or something.

Wang Xing'er found a piece of intact bacon from the dog's belly, and was reluctant to throw it away, ready to wash and scrub it, and add a dish to herself and several daughters-in-law for a while.

Unexpectedly, within ten minutes of the dog meat being stewed, Zhou Fugui smelled the fragrance of the stewed meat, and the gluttonous worms in his stomach could no longer be suppressed, so Wang Xing'er hurriedly served him a bowl of meat to eat.

The dog meat was not stewed yet, Wang Xing'er was afraid of being scolded, so she had to cut the bacon thinly, fry it with the chili pepper, and serve it to Zhou Fugui.

Zhou Fugui saw that it was meat, and he didn't care why it wasn't dog meat, so he ate it first.

"Bacon in a dog's belly? Dad, did you drag that dead dog home on the hill at the entrance of the village? Zhou Aiguo's face changed greatly.

Dog, bacon, bacon in the dog's stomach, these three words are connected together, which makes Zhou Aiguo a little frightened. Zhou Aiguo just took the bacon of rat medicine last night to "poison" Mrs. Zhou's dog!

The piece of bacon in the dog's belly, Zhou Aiguo "pickled" it with rat poison for most of the day! Mrs. Zhou's big black dog, not long after eating bacon, foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

Zhou Aiguo estimated that the toxicity of that piece of bacon should not be small. Otherwise, after he released the dog's blood, he would have dragged the dog home long ago.

In these days, who still dislikes dog meat?

There is another road from Zhou Fugui's house to the entrance of the village, so you don't have to go through the main road in the village.

This road is relatively partial, and you have to take a long detour. Under normal circumstances, the villagers of Dahuang Village rarely pass through this road.

Every time Zhou Aiguo "gets" something outside, he will go home by this road. Zhou Fugui also knows this road, and it is not difficult to secretly drag a dead dog home from the entrance of the village.

"Yes! Didn't you kill the dog? Anyway, it's already dead, so it's better to stew it and give it to our family to eat meat, so as not to waste it. Zhou Fugui said happily.

"Daddy! Hurry up and spit it out! Spit up! Bacon is poisonous! Zhou Aiguo's anxious face turned white.

Zhou Fugui ate bacon and drank wine at this time, what should he do if he was poisoned to death for a while?

Zhou Fugui was stunned, and when he heard Zhou Aiguo say that the bacon was poisonous, Zhou Fugui felt that his stomach began to ache faintly.

"You didn't kill Aunt Six's dog? Was it poisoned by you? Zhou Fugui's face changed greatly. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, at this moment, Zhou Fugui felt that his stomach hurt even more.

Seeing Zhou Aiguo nodding, Zhou Fugui was so frightened that his body softened, and he slid directly from the stool to the bottom of the table.

"Dad, how are you? Does your stomach hurt badly? Zhou Aiguo hurriedly squatted down and got Zhou Fugui out from under the table.

"I ······ My tummy ······ It hurts. Zhou Fugui said with difficulty.

After knowing that he had eaten the "added" bacon, Zhou Fugui felt that it was difficult to breathe, and even his body stiffened.

Wang Xing'er stood aside, hearing Zhou Fugui say that his stomach hurts, Wang Xing'er was so frightened that her mind went blank. She wanted to step forward to help Zhou Fugui, but found that her legs didn't obey at all.

Stomach ache? Isn't it poisonous? Zhou Aiguo was so frightened that he was sweating.

Zhou Aiguo raised his head and saw his eldest son who was probing his brain outside the hall, and hurriedly shouted: "Iron Hammer, hurry up and call Zhou Zhengyi to come over." Your grandfather was poisoned. ”

"Oh." Zhou Tiehammer answered, and ran away.