They poured the sauerkraut from the jar into another ordinary jar, and then the two old men carefully stirred up the Ming blue and white porcelain bowl.

Zhang Yang didn't pay attention to them anymore, but washed sauerkraut and taro, as well as a piece of pork belly, and after cutting it, he went to the pot to cook taro and salty rice.

This salty rice is a major feature of southern Fujian, Zhang Yang used to like to eat this kind of rice, but since graduation, he has not been able to eat such authentic salty rice.

This kind of rice is boiled in a large pot and burned with firewood, and the taste that comes out is naturally good, and the later generations are all cooked in a gas stove, so the taste is naturally different.

Mo Bai lit the fire, kept looking at the pot and said, "It's so fragrant, I'm going to eat two more bowls at night." ”

"Yes." Zhang Yang unveiled the small pot, the stove in southern Fujian is a big pot in front, a small pot in the back, put some water in the small pot, and then wait for the water to boil, put in a few pieces of seaweed, as well as lean meat and sweet potato powder, go down to cook the soup, when the soup is good, sprinkle a handful of green onions, the taste is amazing.

After the rice was cooked, the two old men also disposed of the jar and used up a lot of waste newspapers.

"Finally get it, when the time comes, get a box, and a box, put them in and put them in and stuff some newspapers and straw into them so that they don't break them." Li Wangbei confessed.

"Okay." Zhang Yang cooked for everyone, and nodded and said.

"I'll do this, I have nothing to do anyway." Zhang Chaonan agreed.

"Wow, this meal is delicious." Mo Bai couldn't wait to take a bite, praised it again and again, and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of whether it was hot or not.

"You slow down, such a big pot, the tube is full." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

After washing up at night, Mo Bai and Zhang Yang slept in one bed, and the two old men slept in one bed, the old man hadn't seen him for a long time, and he had a lot to say.

Zhang Yang and Mo Bai were lying on the bed, and the two young people also had something to say.

Zhang Yang lit a cigarette and asked, "Mo Bai, do you have a favorite girl?" ”

"What are you thinking, how old are we?" Mobai thinks very straight, straight to the point, what to say.

"It should be okay for a Taoist priest to get married, right?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"We can do it, Huoju Daoist, there are not so many rules."

"I'm out of school tomorrow afternoon, are you free, someone in the school is looking for me to fight, do you want to go?" Zhang Yang thought about it, anyway, he was so straight, so he simply didn't turn around.

Mo Bai turned his head to look at Zhang Yang and said, "Go, but you can't let my master know." ”

Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, and said, "Of course." ”

Zhang Yang was silent for a while and asked, "Why didn't you ask me why I was fighting, how many people there were, why did you agree to go?" ”

"Need to ask?" Mo Bai was a little surprised, then thought for a while and said: "Although the two of us are not familiar with each other, my master and your grandfather are brothers and have a good relationship, we are our own people, and our own people's business is also our own business, so there is no need to ask so much." ”

When Zhang Yang heard this explanation, he was slightly distracted, it was really straightforward, and the name was not wrong, ink and white, black and white, black and white, not beating around the bush.

"Thank you." Zhang Yang finally held back these three words.

"Thank you, I said it was my own person." Mo Bai smashed his mouth and said: "My master treats the disease, one thousand and eight, you didn't even think about it, just said that it would be cured, and even if it was ten thousand eight, didn't you treat us as your own people?" ”

Zhang Yang was stunned, but he didn't expect that although this Mo Bai was upright, his heart was quite fine.

Zhang Yang smiled at him, didn't say much, nodded and said: "We are the two of us, there are no relatives, finally two relatives came, you don't see how good the relationship between your master and my master is, when I saw that your master was bitten by a snake, he was weak like that, my father was worried to death, this is family affection, this kind of needless to say, you can feel it." ”

Zhang Yang extinguished his cigarette and said with a wry smile: "Don't say it, go to sleep, you haven't rested well in the past few days." ”

Mo Bai nodded, and after a while, there was a sound of heavy breathing, and he fell asleep.

Zhang Yang turned his head to look at the back room and found that the two old men were still whispering, not knowing what they were talking about.

Zhang Yang was still excited, and he actually exchanged two porcelain, which seemed to be quite valuable, so the idea of exchanging clothes for old objects was still feasible.

He calculated, not only clothes, but also when the goods come back, whether it is an electronic watch, a calculator, or other products, they can also be exchanged, as long as it is a real old object, then no matter how it is exchanged, it must be replaced, because even if it looks like a loss, but antiques will increase in value.

Unconsciously, it was late at night, and Zhang Yang was engrossed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Wow, whoa, whoa......

A baby's cry came from the rooftop.

As soon as Zhang Yang heard this voice, the pores of his whole body stood up, and he recalled the nightmare that night, and his heart was furious.

He held his breath and pricked up his ears to listen.

Wow, whoa, whoa......

A real sound, you can't go wrong.

"Where's the dead cat?" Zhang Yang scolded, then got up, took a stick, and prepared to chase the cat.

However, as soon as I got up, I found that there was a person sitting on the bed in the back room.

The man slowly lifted the mosquito net, and then slowly got out of bed.

Zhang Yang looked at it and whispered, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Want to go to the toilet? ”

Li Wangbei did not answer, but stood up.

I saw Li Wangbei take a rope from the side, and then threw it towards the upper edge of the door frame and tied it in a knot.

Zhang Yang was taken aback and asked again, "Uncle Shi, what are you doing?" ”

He was startled, and quickly pushed Mo Bai awake, and after he shook Mo Bai, he asked hurriedly: "Mo Bai, does your master have a habit of sleepwalking?" ”

Mo Bai suddenly became energetic and said, "No, what's wrong?" ”

The two looked back and saw that Li Wangbei had already knotted the rope, and then stood on tiptoe, his head was putting his head into the rope, which was about to hang himself.

"Uncle!" "Master."

Almost at the same time, the two rushed towards Li Wangbei, grabbed Li Wangbei, and Mo Bai hugged him tightly.

Because of the loud shouting, Zhang Chaonan was also woken up, and he got up and asked, "What's wrong?" What happened? ”

"Master, my uncle sleepwalked, and he was going to hang himself, but fortunately I haven't slept yet, otherwise there would have been a problem." Zhang Yang said fearfully, and turned on the electric light in the room.

Zhang Chaonan rushed over with his clothes on, squatted down and looked at Li Wangbei, Li Wangbei's eyes were hooked, but they were very unfocused.

"Master, master, how are you? You're scared of me! Mo Bai was so frightened that his face turned white.

"Senior brother."

With a snap, while Zhang Chaonan spoke, he slapped his hand on Li Wangbei's face.