Chapter 640: Eat

When I saw there, I could understand what the big man was doing, and looking down from the high sky in the big broken room, I could see the look on the man's broad face looking excited.

Then I looked down even more intently, and watched the big man and his man, with his rude movements, blowing and blowing under the hare, and constantly adding dry wood to enter, and in a few moments I saw the smoke rising below me.

At that time, although I was also interested and excited when I saw the busy scene of the big man below, my mouth twitched twice, and I didn't dare to make a sound for a while. Because the big man was so moody to me, I don't know which of my words might not reach his ears and cause him to be angry.

Besides, at that time, I was still not very hungry because I ate a few pounds of heavy cooked beef at one time that night. I waited silently in the big broken room, and when it felt just right, I spoke.

Then, I didn't have to wait any longer, I watched the smoky scene below gradually become spectacular, and I gradually began to smell the fragrant smell of barbecue, but I still didn't make a sound.

After waiting like this for a while, I was lying on my stomach on the roof of the house, and I watched the whole body of the hare that had fallen above the fire on the ground below began to spill yellow oil out of my body, and then soon I saw that the whole body of the hare's flesh had become golden and shiny, especially the skin, which looked all burnt and burnt, and I saw the man in the gorgeous clothes, who began to eagerly remove the cooked meat of the hare that was sitting in mid-air, and at the same time he lifted another string of pheasant meat, and put the pheasant meat into the air above the wildfire, which was becoming more and more vigorousFinally, the person was anxious to grab the meat of the hare that had been roasted off the shelf, and the tip of his nose was as close as possible to the meat of the hare, and then he began to eat it directly without regard to it, his mouth was wide open, and he began to eat it in large gulps.

When I saw there, I watched the gorgeously dressed man eat meat more and more vigorously, and it can be said that he was eating like a wolf, and I felt that his mood was already very good at that time, and my heart itched a few times, and I could no longer hold back the words in my stomach, I went straight forward and outward, stretched my thin head down and looked, I could no longer directly shout to the person who was eating beautifully on the chessboard below—

Son...... How about letting me go?

After my desperate question, I soon saw that my question worked. I continued to look intently at the man who was sitting cross-legged and lying down, and as I saw his mouth chewing the rabbit meat decisively and forcefully, he looked up with great disdain and glanced in the direction of the boxy house where I was high in the air, and I was not sure if he really saw my presence, and I saw that the big man's face quickly lowered again and continued to bite the meat with a big mouthful, and he seemed to ignore me at all.

When I saw there, my mood was suddenly low. I had the feeling of being splashed with cold water all over my body, at the time.

I hugged my body tightly, and my eyes were more curious and intently staring at the person sitting on the top of the chessboard below who was eating meat, and I deceived myself into thinking that he had not heard my shouting just now, or that he had heard the shouting, but when he glanced up and glanced at me, he did not see me in person, which is why he acted so indifferent to me. So, then, once again, I mustered my courage and looked at the man on the great chessboard in the north where the smoke burned below, eager to use all the strength of his body, and once again I cried out in desperation—

Hey, big man, let me go to the ground! I, I've been on it for a long time! I'm ...... I'm hungry again......

I think that my second shout should be said to have done my best, and I felt that the man in the splendid clothes should have been able to hear me without doubt at a height of twenty or thirty meters, but after my shout of all his might, I waited for a long time, waiting for the man to eat almost all the meat of the hare in his hand, but he did not make any further reply to my question! The man became more and more arrogant and did not even glance up at me.

When I got there, I was like a deflated balloon skin, lying on my stomach above the threshold of the boxy dilapidated house, I felt that I was completely depressed, and suddenly I felt that in the daylight under the bright sun, the whole barren forest I was in was desolate. My heart was even more desolate and barren at that moment.

Then I watched more and more incomprehensibly, as the broad-faced man on top of the great chessboard below became more indifferent, and with a wave of his big arm, he threw the hare that he was holding and the wooden stick that he had worn on it backwards into the dense tall woods on the opposite side, and saw him casually lift the roasted pheasant meat from above the fire, and then he casually dropped the other hare on one side of the chessboard with a stick above the fire, and the man again grasped the ends of the stick that had passed through the center of the pheasant's body with both arms, and sniffed it gently with his beak close to the pheasant, sniff the heat, and then bite it again without any scruples.

I watched them eat very deliciously and in a hurry, but in fact, I was not greedy at all. I was most concerned about my own situation, about when I would be able to get down to the ground, or how I would be able to get down to the ground.

And from the current situation, the moody man seemed to be deliberately ignoring me, and he seemed more like he didn't care about my condition. I was getting more and more anxious.

I watched as he continued to chew on pheasant meat as if no one was around, eating his own mouthful full of oil, and he no longer looked in the direction of his bird-staired hall in the southern mid-air, and I did not understand his thoughts even more.

I was waiting for myself to become more and more uneasy, and I felt more and more uneasy as I looked up at the shadows of the noon trees below slowly moving at a large angle to the northeast.

And when I looked down at the big man sitting on top of the big boxy chessboard slightly above the surface, I saw that the pheasant in his hand had just finished eating, and I saw that it was still dashing and unrestrained, and then his big arms were stretched out and thrown far away, and he threw the rest of the chicken bones with a big wooden stick into the high woods in the north.

As I watched his man's big arms reach the shiny hare in front of me again, I watched below and suddenly cry out like a furious cry—

Starve me to death!

It must have been that my voice was too sudden, short, and loud, and after I let out a cry of rage, I looked at the richly dressed man above the ground below, and his whole body suddenly stopped, especially his right arm, which stretched out in front of him, and whose fingers had just reached the top of the stick that stretched across the hare's flesh, and which stopped as if it had suddenly stiffened.

- I'm going down to eat!

After I deliberately stopped the others and drew their attention in a fit of rage, I looked particularly aggrieved and hungry, and at the same time uttered a voice full of grievance and hunger, changed my tone at a wide angle, and softly pleaded with the man below.

Maybe I was too clever to think I was going to do that, especially through my sentence. to go down and eat,' to achieve my purpose of sending down to the ground, but, perhaps perhaps the man on the surface was too shrewd, and after hearing my second cry, he was accustomed to it, and his broad eyebrows like a scimitar rolled up, and his big eyes glanced coldly at me, and then he slammed his right palm down, and grasped tightly the wooden pole that had been roasted through the hare, and then threw his big arm into the air to the south with another violent thud, and threw the shiny roasted hare with unmistakable precision towards the boxy house in which I wasAnd he did so straight and unbiased that the hare flew to the place where I was lying on my stomach, and the hare's speed became zero, and it floated in front of me for a short time. I slouched forward with my arm, and reluctantly grabbed the stick that crossed the hare's flesh, and took it in my hand.

Then, when I looked down again, I saw that the cold, richly dressed man below who was above the surface had lowered his head and picked up the hare meat that was worn horizontally on another stick, and threw it naturally in front of him, and threw it onto the small trunk support in front of him, and he still ignored me, and picked up the firewood from the dry firewood pile beside him, and put it on the fire that burned faintly under the hare, and added fire.

I looked at his tall, burly and majestic body, and I could imagine that he must be very well eaten. I lifted my head slightly in dismay, withdrew my eyes, and I stared at the oily roast meat in my hand, and I was stunned.

I originally thought that the big man would let me go down to the ground to eat with him because of my hunger, in that case, at least I would take the first step to escape or leave Zhao Ye Village, but I never expected the result to be like that. And, by the powerful response of the man on the surface to my request, I could feel very strongly that he was not willing to let me down to the ground, or that he was deliberately trying to trap me in the big broken house high in the air.

When I think about it, I feel even more frustrated. I didn't use the big man at the bottom to confess, I already felt what was going on with me.

I looked down again and again, and I saw that the big man above the ground below was still casually adding firewood to the fire in front of him, and he still didn't look up at me at all, but when he saw that the rabbit in front of him was almost roasted, he still stretched out his big arm and lifted the stick, grabbed the wooden pole that crossed the rabbit's meat with both hands, blew a little cool and roasted the meat, and continued to bite it with relish and gobbling.

When I saw there, my faith was slowly worn out and my hope was extinguished. Suddenly it came to my mind that I was trapped in the air forever and ever, in that big ruined house, which I couldn't have hated all day.

Thinking of it, I suddenly began to despair, my eyes stared blankly at the roast meat in my hand, I stirred my mouth twice, I took a bite gently, I chewed slowly, I thought I would have to live so meaninglessly in the future. Every bite I ate and swallowed at that time was to continue the boring future.

I was so sad that I was silent a lot. Gradually, as I slowly ate a tenth of the barbecue meat I was carrying, I saw out of the corner of my eye that the stout man had eaten several barbecues one after another. I see him eating vigorously, I see him chewing vigorously, I see him carefree.

In the afternoon, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the man had slowed down his eating, and he had eaten so much that he had laboriously threw the only hare and pheasant meat left on the top of the chessboard to the trunk support in front of him, and let the embers slowly steam and roast, and then he leaned back, and the other fell backwards, and fell on top of the large boxy chessboard, which in an instant extended to the north, and became larger, and rested lazily, and then fell asleep.

I watched as the person then fell asleep, and then I looked down at the vertical ground below, and I hesitated.

I watched as the person then fell asleep, and then I looked down at the vertical ground below, and I hesitated. I watched as the person then fell asleep, and then I looked down at the vertical ground below, and I hesitated.