"Ginchuan...... You can eat the rest, I can't eat it. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Fang Hong touched his stomach, looking entangled, he only hated that his stomach was too small, and he couldn't finish eating half of it.

"Really?" Yin Chuan swallowed quietly, although she made this chicken soup, she tasted it salty at most when it came out of the pot, but she didn't dare to drink more. Now there is still half a jar left in this pot, and there is also a lot of chicken, and after hearing Fang Hong's words, she couldn't believe it.

"If you want to eat, you will eat, don't talk nonsense. "In the past, Fang Dayuan believed in being diligent and thrifty, and this can of chicken soup can be eaten several times. Finally, it was Fang Hong's turn to be home alone, so he didn't care so much.

"Yes, young master. Yin Chuan didn't care about Fang Hong's somewhat stern tone, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen and brought a coarse porcelain bowl over. These subordinates are not allowed to use the old man's dishes and chopsticks, and if they dare to violate the taboo, they will be punished at least and driven out of the house at worst.

Holding his own dishes and chopsticks, Yin Chuan ate the rest of the chicken soup to the bottom, and almost licked the jar. In normal times, such good things are her turn.

......

For several days, Fang Hong killed chickens and ate meat every day, and he ate them in different ways. In addition to the stewed soup on the first day, what sauce roasting, white cutting, and charcoal grilling were all given, and Fang Hong ate it with a mouth full of oil, which was very enjoyable.

And the yellow skin, in the torment of the past few days, became more and more unbearable. The fur on his body has long since become dry and dull, and his originally strong body has also dried up and thinned day by day.

"Throw in the towel, it's all yours to throw in. Fang Hong held a small stick and a chicken intestine, dangling in front of the yellow skin.

His voice was full of bewitching power, and the strong smell of meat emanating from the chicken intestines made the throat of the yellow skin roll uncontrollably.

It hadn't eaten for days, hadn't even taken a sip of water, and would have died long ago if it hadn't been for the fact that it was far superior in physique to its kind.

Fang Hong was moving back and forth with a small wooden stick, and Huang Pizi's eyes were also staring closely at the chicken intestines, his mouth was slightly open, as if he would be able to pounce on it in the next moment.

At this time, its will is already a little blurred, and hunger has taken up most of its thoughts. The only thing that can keep it going is the last bit of pride in my heart.

Fang Hong looked at the appearance of the yellow skin, and also knew that now he was only one step away from the door, and he could completely tame this yellow skin. It's just that how to step out of this foot, then you have to think about it.

He cupped his chin, and after thinking for a moment, a vague thought gradually arose. This beast is the leader of the gang of yellow-skinned people, but because one of the yellow-skinned people was caught, he came to seek revenge on himself, which means that he ......

Fang Hong slapped his palms suddenly, he thought of a way to tame. As soon as this thought arose, he hurried out of the place and headed outside.

After another half an hour, there were three more yellow skins and a kitchen knife in his hand.

"Squeak. The three yellow skins were tied up by him with hemp rope, and they were squeaking and screaming, and their eyes were full of panic. They are sleeping well in the nest, why is this human being scratching himself?

"Bang bang. Fang Hong picked up a whetstone, and then began to sharpen the kitchen knife carefully.

"Now, there are two paths in front of you, one is to eat this chicken intestine, and the other is that I will kill them. Fang Hong picked up the stick with chicken intestines in one hand, and put the kitchen knife on the neck of a yellow-skinned man with the other, with a cruel smile on his face.

A few days ago, the leader of this yellow-skinned child was able to attack him because of a yellow-skinned child, which showed that it still cared about his own clan very much, Fang Hong didn't believe it, and threatened it with the yellow-skinned child, and it could still be indifferent.

What's more, Fang Hong was just planning to give it a step down. Maybe in the eyes of others, this yellow-skinned leader is unruly and has his own pride, but in his own eyes, he is just a good face. Not only do people have a good face, but this beast also has a good face.

was tortured so badly by his enemies, with the temper of this yellow-skinned man, even if he wanted to give in, he couldn't erase this face. Now it's okay, Fang Hong has left him a back road. You are not now surrendering to your enemies, but you are planning to save your kindred.

Maybe with the intelligence of the yellow skin, it can't think so far, but it definitely knows what to do.

Huang Pizi saw Fang Hong threatening himself like this, a trace of coldness suddenly appeared in his pupils, and the rebelliousness in his eyes became even stronger, and he couldn't wait to rise up and kill the enemy.

"Grandma's, I don't even eat this set. Seeing that Huang Pizi was still unwilling to give in, Fang Hong was also angry, just a brute, and he also smashed Lao Tzu in front of the big head garlic, since this is the case, then you are ready to die.

Just when he was about to start to finish off the other party, the yellow skin suddenly opened his mouth, bit the chicken intestines in his mouth, and after several gobbling up, he swallowed it.

"Hey, it's done. Seeing this situation, Fang Hong was stunned at first, but then turned his anger into joy, you are finally willing to give in, you can exhaust Lao Tzu in the past few days.

After eating a chicken intestine, Fang Hong pushed the rest of the chicken internal organs over. In the past few days, Fang Hong has eaten a total of four chickens, and the internal organs have been left here, and they have accumulated a lot at this time.

And the yellow skin seems to have accepted his fate, and the comer does not refuse, and swallows the rest of the chicken internal organs into the stomach, regardless of whether he chews it or not.

After about four or five teas, the chicken internal organs were eaten cleanly, and the yellow skin licked his mouth with satisfaction, with a series of unfinished expressions.

"Yin Chuan, we still have chicken at noon today, and I want to eat roast chicken. Fang Hong slapped his palm, very happy in his heart, and shouted outside.

However, after he shouted this time, he found that there was no response outside, could it be that Yin Chuan was not at home? No, I saw her just now.

He was about to go out to take a look, but as soon as he took two steps, his face suddenly collapsed, because he saw Fang Dayuan. Only then did Fang Hong remember that it had been several days, and the fourth uncle's funeral should be over.

"You've had enough of messing around these days, you're so old, it's time to take care of it, and from the day after tomorrow, you will go to school for me. Fang Dayuan walked over, looked at the mess on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"Go to school?, sir??" Fang Hong was a little puzzled? Didn't that old man shout before that he didn't have me, and I didn't have him, why did he change his temper now? No, that old man has the most face, how could he do such a thing to slap his mouth.

It's cold, so take care of your body.