Late at night, the little fat man was really tired, and his buzzing head gradually stopped working and went into hibernation. The little fat man's breathing became even and he fell asleep. Others may not be able to dream about something, like this foodie dreaming, then what else? - In addition to eating, it is still eating. Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised salted duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flower, small belly, dried meat, sausage, assorted Supan...... Anyway, everyone who can be named will be put on the table. The little fat man drooled in his dream, leaned over and sniffed the food in the dream, hey, it was so fragrant! Throw off your arms and eat, eat. Not to mention how proud he was, how to eat and feel fragrant, his mouth and nose moved, and the little fat man opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep. Although he made up his mind not to open his eyes no matter what he went to bed, he fell asleep, and when he woke up, he instinctively opened his eyes - whoever woke up had to open his eyes first!

When I opened my eyes, there was a wall in front of me. Oops, it's so bitter, I ...... I, the chicken leg was just half-gnawed, why did I wake up?! No, no, go to sleep quickly, and continue to eat in your dreams. The little fat man hurriedly closed his eyes.

I don't know who has ever had this experience: halfway through the story in the dream, he woke up, he woke up unwillingly, and he wanted to go into the dream and come back again - there was no door! It's easy to renew the cup, but it's hard to renew the dream, no matter what industry you are, you can't come to this job. Hey, people can come with a little fat man. There is nothing else, just because, a foodie is a foodie, and nothing else is taken to heart, and when you close your eyes, you eat. No, as soon as I closed my eyes, I started eating again. Eat, eat, eat...... I just think, fragrant, really fragrant, this fragrance is getting more and more realistic, as if it's ...... It's not in a dream, there may be such a fragrance on the tip of the nose, the little fat man smelled it a few times, it was so fragrant, he woke up with a fragrance. When I opened my eyes, damn it, the chicken leg was gone again, and only a wall remained. However, the scent is still there! Inhale again, sniff and sniff, hey! Changing others may not have this ability, who is the little fat man? Right. As soon as you smell it, you can immediately tell where the fragrance is coming from. I lifted the futon, rolled over and got out of bed, put on my shoes, and sniffed the incense

Taste, walk along the place where the fragrance is getting stronger, don't take a few steps, bow your head, ho! In the middle of the room, the table was filled with the food of his dreams.

Don't look at the little fat man bulky, when he saw that he was eating, he jumped to the table in two steps. When I looked out the door, it was dark, and it wasn't dawn yet. The little fat man grabbed a large piece of meat and was about to stuff it into his mouth, but he was suddenly stunned: isn't it...... I remember, I tied the door, how did the door open? Who brought these delicious foods? If anyone would come here and bring me so much food, it was only Old Man Chen, but it wasn't dawn yet. Besides, even if Old Man Chen was kind-hearted and knew that I was greedy, he prepared food for me in the middle of the night and brought it to me, and I tied this door from the inside, how could he open it? Why didn't you call me when you came in? What about others, and not people?

No, no! The little fat man grabbed the meat with one hand, stopped in mid-air, his mouth was open, and the whole person was motionless and thought about it for a long time, no matter how he thought about it, there was no reasonable explanation at all. On second thought, the only plausible explanation is ...... Haunted? The little fat man shook his hand, and the piece of meat fell back on the plate. The fat man stood up, walked to the door and looked out a few times, and there were many graves in the moonlight, but there was no unusual movement. Looking at it, he didn't dare to stick his head out, so he shouted a few times to the house: "Hey, who's coming?" Hey, let's sit down and have a bite to eat? Don't hide outside, it's not fun, I'm not afraid. "In fact, cold sweat is oozing from my forehead. I stood and listened for a while, but there was no sound outside. The little fat man reached out to pull the door, his hand reached the door, he gave himself courage, smiled, and said in his heart, "What am I doing when I close the door?" Since he can open the door once, he can open it a second time, so I just eat with the door open, so that someone breaks into the door halfway through the meal, doesn't it scare me again? This is reckoning, it's still a dream, I just care about eating, anyway, I haven't seen what a ghost looks like, no matter who knocks on the door and comes in, I beckoned him to eat some together. Eat another full meal, and wake up in a while, and the sky will be bright. Turning his head to look at the "Manchu Han Quanxi" at the whole table, his eyes were shining, yes, yes! Whatever he is, eat!

For the first time, small

The fat man was burped until he was full, and there were leftovers on the table. The little fat man washed his face, poured the water clean, and took the washbasin to button up the leftovers. Even in his dreams, he felt sorry for the food. The little fat man had a full meal, and he was in a happy mood, and he was watching out of the door while eating before, but now that he was full, he didn't meet it, so he wasn't so afraid. After standing at the door for a while, he simply raised his feet and stepped over the threshold to take a look outside. As soon as he went out, a strong wind blew from the north, rolling up some sand, and the little fat man turned his head sideways to avoid it, and his head twisted to the south. As soon as the first one passed, his eyes shifted to a grave shining with golden light, and then he heard a dog barking, and it came from the place where the golden light was shining. The little fat man rubbed his bulging belly and walked over—when he heard the dog barking, he was not afraid. Ordinary people are like this, staying alone in a deserted place, always panicking, but to have a kitten and puppy by your side, the psychological pressure is much relieved.

It was the moon and the stars, no need to protect the candle to walk, you could see the road by the moonlight, the little fat man went back to the table and opened the washbasin, took out a piece of meat, and covered the basin, and then walked all the way. When I got closer, I saw a dog jumping around, and I didn't know what to do. The little fat man "purr" called the dog and walked forward step by step with the meat. A few steps were still before the grave, and when the dog saw the fat man, he pounced. The fat man "purred" a few times, threw the piece of meat out in his hand, the puppy twisted his waist, put it in his mouth, chewed the meat and wagked his tail and ran over, rubbed the little fat man's feet in a friendly way, and followed behind the fat man.

The fat man came to the grave and saw the place where the golden light shone at a glance. I don't know what was buried in the high pile of soil, and only one corner was exposed, and it was this small corner that shone with a golden light. I had stood far away and couldn't see clearly, but when I got closer and looked again, there was a silver light shining next to the golden light—and there was a bright sword stuck next to the mound. Just then, the fat man pulled out the sword, and along the golden light, he dug away the dirt covering the golden light, and it didn't take long to dig out the whole thing buried in the soil—a big piece of gold!