Yang's father stretched a pair of chopsticks into a dish fried by Yang's mother, and put a piece of meat in his mouth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info chewed and felt as if something was wrong with the taste.

Why is this dish not delicious? It must be that the chef has lost it! Forget it, don't eat it! Eat something else, something else is delicious!

Seeing that Yang's father avoided the dish he fried with his chopsticks, Yang's mother narrowed her eyes.

"Husband, how does the dish you just ate taste like?"

Father Yang was stunned for a moment, clicked his lips, and said, "That dish just now, it seems to be a chef......

Before he finished speaking, Father Yang felt that Mother Yang's expression seemed to be a little wrong. He has lived under Yang Mu all the year round, and he can see at a glance that Yang Mu is now in a very dangerous state.

After a little thought in his brain, Father Yang suddenly understood.

It seems that the dish just now is the result of a morning tossing in the kitchen by my wife. Well, it's my wife, and the food she cooks is not ordinary!

People have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away! I'm afraid that there will be a comparison with everything! Originally, the dishes made by Yang's mother were not so unpalatable, and they were even much more delicious than the dishes made by ordinary people.

But now, when this table is all dishes made by the butler robot, the contrast comes out.

There is no doubt that Mother Yang is defeated!

Father Yang's brain was racing, and in the blink of an eye, he thought of the perfect countermeasure. A pair of oak chopsticks reached into the dish and pinched a large piece of meat.

"Son, try this, it's so delicious!"

Putting the meat in Yang Yan's bowl, Father Yang had a kind look on his face.

Yang Yan was stunned for a moment, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "I ate it, the taste of this dish is not too ......."

I'm going! There's a murderous aura! And more than one!

The words that followed froze in his mouth and could not be spoken. Yang Yan cautiously raised his head and looked over with a murderous aura. Mother Yang looked at him with a smile and said, "Eat! What's wrong?"

Lin Qingying's face was also full of gentleness, and when she saw Yang Yan looking over, she smiled slightly, showing her beautiful temperament. Ahri looked at Yang Yan with anticipation in his eyes, flashing big eyes.

Why are you all smiling, but I feel murderous? Yang Yan knows more than Father Yang, and he already knows that those dishes are made up by the three of Yang's mother.

At this time, meeting the gaze of the three women, he gritted his teeth and turned his heart sideways! He swallowed a large piece of meat hard, and then said in a surprised tone: "Ah! Why is this dish so delicious?"

Father Yang had a smile on his face: "I didn't lie to you!

Mother Yang nodded and smiled, "Eat more, son!"

Yang Yan: "......"

I want to eat something delicious...... The dishes on the table are all delicious, but I was asked to eat this......

Father Yang laughed and ate the food.

Mother Yang also laughed, took a bite of the dish and put it in Yang's father's bowl, and said in a gentle tone: "If it's delicious, you can eat more!"

Father Yang: "......"

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious and happy. Except for the tragic Father Yang and Yang Yan, everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding, and skillfully avoided the three dishes. Including three women!

"Bang, Bang, Bang!"

While everyone was eating, there was a knock at the door. Everyone was stunned and stopped their chopsticks. They looked at each other, not knowing who chose this time to knock on the door.

Yang Yan got up and opened the door.

Outside the door stood an old man with white hair and a white beard, wearing a dirty dogskin hat. The green cotton coat on his body had many holes and damages, and in some places even cotton wool was exposed.

There was a pair of cotton shoes under his feet, and his toes were leaking out. Holding a chicken leg in his hand, he was bitten in half. Although he is old, his eyes are bright.

The old man, with many wrinkles on his face, saw the door open, his mouth squirmed a few times, and he swallowed the chicken leg in his mouth. Bared his teeth, revealing a mouth full of uneven yellow teeth, and some shredded chicken.

"Young man, have a good New Year! Old man, I'll come to you to greet the New Year, and beg for dinner by the way!"

Yang Yanbao smiled: "Happy New Year, uncle! Come into the house and sit down, it's cold outside!"

The old man scratched his messy white hair, and said with a smile: "It's okay to sit down, old man, I'm begging for a meal, I don't know if the little brother will appreciate his face?"

Yang Yan said: "Uncle come in and wait, I'll get you a whole plate of chickens!

The old man rubbed his hands together when he heard this, and said, "I'm in trouble, I'm in trouble! I won't go in, it's not good to dirty the house!"

Yang Yan had no choice but to go into the kitchen and take out a whole roast chicken. I also took a pot of sorghum and roasted it.

The old man got the chicken and wine, and returned the plate, thanking him a thousand times. Then he said a lot of New Year's greetings, and then he left happily.

Yang Yan looked at the back of the old man leaving, and smacked his lips: "Which demon has come out again?" Seeing that it can be buried in the soil, eat a chicken leg bite rattle. It's a nice mouth......"

In the restaurant, everyone was puzzled, they only saw Yang Yan go out with a whole chicken, and when he came back, only the plate was left. I vaguely heard some of the conversations, but I didn't understand them.

Yang Yan told what had just happened while eating, causing everyone to sigh. The second master was even more emotional, and said: "At such an old age, I can't take care of my life, and I have to come out to beg for the New Year, it's really hard!"

Old man Lin complained about Yang Yan and said, "You're too picky, aren't you! How can you just give a chicken enough to eat? Won't you give more money or anything? Besides, it's so cold outside, can't you invite the old man in? An old man doesn't know how much he has to suffer outside!"

Yang Yan was speechless, blame me? He didn't come in by himself! Besides, if it was really as unbearable as you said, he would have died a long time ago. Can you still live until now?

Maybe that old man is some kind of ascetic! What kind of cornices and walls, stealing incense and jade, and robbing the rich to help the poor. It's the Chinese New Year, so I came out to find some meat to celebrate.

After eating, the time is approaching nine o'clock, and the matter of cleaning up the table is naturally handed over to the housekeeper robot. So everyone put on their coats and prepared to go out.

The village chief has already broadcast that at 9 o'clock today under the ancient trees in the center of the village, the first Spring Festival performance of Daqingshan Village will be held! It is said that the program is full!

Not to mention anything else, there are two programs in Aoyama Villa alone!

By the time the seven of them walked slowly to the center of the village, there were already quite a few people gathered there. The show has begun. In the small stage circled by the rope, two big men are talking about cross talk.

Seeing the two big men, Yang Yan burst out laughing.

The two of them were Yang Dahu and Yang Erbao! The two of them were wearing Qingbu coats, and because their muscles were too inflated, they held up the coats like tights! It looked ridiculous.

Yang Dahu praised Yang Erbao and talked about a cross talk of Mr. Guo. Not to mention, the cooperation between the two people is really good! The speech was so eloquent that it made all the villagers watching below laugh!

The second master covered his eyes with his hands, smiled while looking at it, and said, "This is the second boy's idea! The eldest son is full of muscles, can he come up with such a good idea?"

Father Yang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Boss Yang's mind is full of muscles, what do you think?"

A cross talk made everyone laugh several times. Yang Yan was also amused and laughed. Laughing, he suddenly frowned, and looked back and over.

There is nothing but a stretch of mountains. Was it an illusion? I always felt like someone was laughing in the back.

On Daqing Mountain, an old man with a white beard and white hair wiped the oil on his mouth with his hands. Then it was smeared on the green torn cotton jacket. The old man sat cross-legged on the ground with a roast chicken between his legs.

Biting a chicken wing in his mouth, his eyes lit up, he looked in the direction of Daqingshan. From time to time there was a burst of laughter, and the laughter leaned back and forth, almost turning his back on his breath.

Laughing and laughing, his face suddenly showed confusion, and his eyes were cloudy. He muttered to himself, "Well, where am I, and who am I?"

Grab the chicken and stuff it whole into your mouth, so that the cheek raiser bulges into a big bag like a balloon. When I chewed it, my teeth bit the chicken bones to a thin screech. The crunching sound is very terrifying in this deep mountain and old forest.

"Oh! I'm a wanderer! yes! I'm looking for my stuff! I'm going to find it!"

In the mountains and forests, the low voice echoed for a long time.

(To be continued.) )