Chapter 33: Meat Groups
Now I am in a dilemma, and I can't judge in a short time, should I stay and ask clearly, or go first?
Aunt Dan saw that something seemed to be wrong with me, so she asked me, "What's the matter?" Are you okay? ”
I paused, thinking to myself that Aunt Dan didn't look like a bad person, maybe this tattoo was indeed just a tribal totem, and there was nothing else to say. If I get the answer from her mouth again, my suspicions about Yan Qiu will be self-defeating.
In fact, now I no longer doubt this tattoo, I thought that the simple and enthusiastic Yan Qiu had a performance component, but now that I see the hospitable and accidental Aunt Dan, I can basically determine that the tattoo is not synonymous with conspiracy.
Anyway, Aunt Dan won't disappear, and the tattoos on her hands won't disappear, and it's not too late for me to come back tomorrow morning to ask clearly, so I smiled and stumbled and said, "No, it's nothing, then, let's go, Aunt Dan goodbye." ”
Aunt Dan also hurriedly replied to me: "See you later." ”
Jiang Li had already stomped his feet to urge me, and said anxiously: "Don't rub it off, it'll be all for me in a while." ”
I shook my head, smiled and followed Jiang Li back.
As I walked back, I regretted in my heart, blaming my eyes for looking at my chest, and not discovering the tattoo on my hand earlier, otherwise wouldn't I have already gotten the answer now? It's a real delay. However, after a short time with Aunt Dan, I am in a very good mood, not only because the mustard of the tattoo has disappeared, but also because Aunt Dan herself feels very good to me.
For children like us who have no father and no mother, it is extremely warm to have an older woman who entertains us with that kind of gentle attitude like a child. When I think of my adoptive mother, although she cared about me and gave me meticulous care, she never felt that kind of loving eyes, and she was as tolerant as she was for her children.
When I was a child, I always had to correct my mistakes, but whenever I did a little wrong, I had to apologize, in other words, I grew up in a strict parenting. Fortunately, I am still sensible, otherwise I would have been taught a lesson all the time.
Come to think of it, which child is born sensible? There will always be mistakes, and if things are done seamlessly, isn't it too deep in the city? Maybe being able to tolerate the child's fault, that is the real mother's love, just like Aunt Dan, who doesn't care about my stunned and impolite questions, but is extra enthusiastic about me and Jiang Li.
But which one is better, I don't know, after all, the mother doesn't know who it is, and the original love has never been felt. If I had to choose, I would choose Aunt Dan because it feels better.
After a while, Jiang Li ran away, and I walked back by myself, the people dancing around the bonfire had dispersed, and the raging flames had been exhausted.
I walked into the yurt where we were staying, and it was a fryer. The whole bus was in our yurt, and on the table in the middle was a dark red roasted whole lamb in a large iron tray. The sheep was no longer like it had been when it was roasted, but it had been given a wish, like a sleeping lamb, lying there motionless.
Xiaoxue maintained order in the middle, asking everyone to take out the cutlery they were carrying, some with multi-functional sabers, and some with forks.
Jiang Li took out my demon blade from his bag, rolled up his sleeves and held the sharp scimitar high, waiting for Xiaoxue to give an order.
When everyone was ready, Xiaoxue announced that the meal was open, so the tourists all rushed to the sheep happily, and with a prick of the tools in their hands, a piece of meat was taken.
At this time, I realized that the roasted whole lamb, which seemed to be very neat on the surface, had actually been divided into many small pieces, but the gaps that had been cut by the knife were completely invisible.
This Aunt Dan is also the same as the Mongolian uncle, with unique skills, if it were not for the skillful knife skills, she would never divide a sheep into several pieces of meat of similar size. If it weren't for an extremely sharp knife, it would certainly not leave no marks on the lamb after cutting it. Aunt Dan's knife technique can't help but remind me of the tartar who divides human flesh in "Dragon Gate Inn", it turns out that this mysterious skill really has a real version. I just don't know if she will have words in her mouth when she divides the mutton, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance to see the wonderful scene of Ku Ding dissolving the sheep.
I searched the crowd and didn't find anyone similar to the Mongolian aunt, so I guess she has left and gone to another tent to repeat her unique skills.
Looking at Jiang Li again, she was now like no one around, her eyes were shining, staring at the roasted whole sheep, and went straight to the small square table.
I couldn't stop shaking my head, pitiful for my treasure knife, which was actually reduced to Jiang Li's tableware. walked over and sat beside Yan Qiu and the fat brother, laughing with them and watching all living beings eat and see.
Looking at it again, Jiang Li was so anxious that he stomped his feet, I didn't know why, so I looked carefully again.
It turned out that my scimitar was too sharp, Jiang Li pierced a piece of mutton with a light prick, and as soon as he lifted it, the scimitar directly cut the mutton, and it couldn't be pierced at all, just like a rope lifting tofu. Jiang Li changed the angle, found a thicker part, and then went under the knife with the same result, the knife would always cut the mutton, and it could not be pricked up by Jiang Li and sent to the mouth.
Give us three pleasures, lean forward and back together, and clap our hands.
Jiang Li pouted, frowned at me, and then angrily threw the knife on the table, the knife happened to pierce the iron tray, directly pierced the tray, and stood on the table.
I only heard the crisp sound of the iron tray, and the people around were shocked by Jiang Li's actions, and took two steps back, seeing that there was nothing serious, and they were talking and laughing and nibbling on their mutton.
I hurriedly walked over, pulled out my scimitar, wiped it clean with the cloth on the table, and put it back in my backpack. Then he walked to Jiang Li's side, directly reached out and grabbed a large piece of mutton, handed it to Jiang Li's mouth and said, "Let's get started, haha." ”
Jiang Li immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, snatched the mutton from my hand, and gnawed it with both hands.
Seeing that I got started, the others were also happy, so they simply put away their tools, put aside the reserved way of eating, and started to catch them.
The fat brother and Yan Qiu also grabbed a piece of meat and ate it happily.
This mutton is roasted, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the seasoning flavor is just right, which will not cover up the original tenderness of the mutton, and will not make people feel very tired to eat. While eating, I couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Aunt Dan's uncle in my heart.
Brother and I ate a lot, and after eating our own piece, we helped Yan Qiu and Jiang Li eliminate the remaining half of the piece.
Xiaoxue laughed in the crowd and said, "Pay attention to hygiene, don't worry, everyone has enough to eat." Laughing at her little breasts, rhythmically bouncing.
After a while, the roasted whole sheep on the table was already lying there with only the skeleton, and the combat effectiveness of this group of people was simply not covered, and it may also be because they were on the road all day and did not have a good meal.
My fat brother and I helped Xiaoxue and brought a blue transparent plastic bucket from the minibus, which was the kind used in the water dispenser, which was full of drinking water. Picking the lid, pouring out the water at a half tilt and washing everyone's hands, everyone dispersed, and some of them returned to their yurts with laughter and prepared to sleep.
We simply cleaned up and got on the kang. Xiao Xue mentioned playing poker, but we unanimously refused, saying that he should rest early when he was tired, and Xiao Xue had to agree.
The night on the prairie is very cold, and now it is summer, but it is like winter, and everyone shiveres. The three of us slept on one side and the three girls on the other, and Xiaoxue and I slept on the dividing line, naturally separated by a foot in between. Turn off the light bulb in the yurt, and everyone gets into the quilt provided in the yurt.
I'm used to sleeping in a large soft bed, and it's definitely hard to fall asleep here, staring at the dark ceiling with my eyes open. There was also the sound of singing and dancing in the distance outside the yurt, and it seemed that some tourists arrived later than us.
I thought carefully in my heart that when I got up early tomorrow morning, I would go to visit Aunt Dan alone and ask her about the eye tattoo. Let's see if it's the same as Lao Li, who opened the taxi, just a totem of the ancestral tribe. Being able to tell it from Aunt Dan's mouth is much more credible to me. Thinking about it, I also fell asleep under the hypnotization of the even breathing sound of several people around me.
I felt that I had slept for a long time, and I remembered the sound of eating in the yurt, and I thought to myself that it must be Jiang Li, who went to eat the leftover roast mutton in the middle of the night, and the attraction of food to her was really great.
After waiting for a while, I found that she didn't mean to stop, and it was so noisy that I couldn't sleep. I rolled over and got up, muttering, "Jiang Li, haven't you eaten enough?" Don't hold on. As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the small table.
This sight scared me so much that I almost didn't shout. I vaguely saw that in the middle of the ground, on the edge of the table where the whole sheep was roasted, there were two eyes glowing with blue light, and in the darkness I don't know whether they were humans or beasts, they were eating the leftover roast mutton with relish, and their teeth scraped white sheep bones, crunching.