Li Qingxian held the rattle, endured the discomfort in his hand, coughed lightly, and said, "Mother, this rattle is yours, you might as well keep it." ”

"Silly boy, this rattle was originally prepared for you by my mother. Take it, and if you get stuck, shake the rattle. "Tricky mother.

"Okay, thank you, mother." Li Qingxian knew that he had no room for bargaining in front of his mother, so he accepted it honestly and put it in the Qiankun bracelet.

The rest of the people looked at Li Qingxian sympathetically, the more magic weapons, the better, but no one dared to touch the magic weapons.

Fang Fang smiled and said, "My mother is so good to my brother, I don't even have a rattle." ”

"When you grow up, my mother will give you one." Mother Wei smiled.

"Thank you, mother!" Fang Fang smiled.

"Alright, let's eat, let's come in and eat together." The tricky mother put down Li Qingxian and clapped her hands.

Legless maids, dressed in skirts, floated in the air, set up two tables, put down a plate of dishes, and spread the two tables.

Everyone stood outside, looking at the dishes, but they didn't dare to move.

Only Song Baige took off his boots with a big grin, stepped into the threshold, and saluted his mother: "Hello aunt, I am Song Baige who participated in the attack of the Criminal Department with Ye Han, and we have a very good relationship." For Ye Han's sake, aunt, if you have something good, don't forget to take care of me. ”

"This child is festive and polite, okay, aunt will take care of you." The sound of the mother's laughter and groaning came out.

The rest of the people were annoyed in their hearts, knowing that they couldn't hide, so it was better to learn from Song Baige and be close to the tricky mother, maybe they could die better.

The people entered the house and sat down at two tables.

No one moved their chopsticks, and looked directly at Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian had already swept it with his spiritual eyes, these things really don't contain tricks, they won't be tricky when they are eaten, they are all popular practices, there are fried, fried, boiled, steamed, cold, stewed, and roasted......

It's just that the ingredients are not recognizable.

It looks like a dish of braised pork, and the skin of the meat is covered with white mold hair.

Looking like a stewed chicken dish, how can a chicken have four pairs of wings and two heads?

It looks like a stir-fried cabbage dish, and the cabbage leaves are flowing with green juice.

Especially in a bowl of rice, what is the matter with a black dead fish eye that constantly swayes on each white rice grain?

Li Qingxian glanced at Fangfang.

Fang Fang grinned, gave a piece of braised white mold meat to Li Qingxian, and said, "Brother, it's delicious." It hurts a little bit to scratch my fingers, and I feel a little sad to hear bad things being said behind my back. ”

Everyone is blinded, this can describe the food? Who dares to eat?

Li Qingxian didn't dare to move the chopsticks first, Song Baige directly grabbed a piece of braised pork, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it violently, and then screamed.

"It hurts...... Ten fingers were like a slash...... Alas, it's a little uncomfortable, it's really like hearing my friend say bad things about me behind my back, it's weird......" Song Baige took another bite and began to hum again, very much like being cut again.

Fangfang took a bite of the braised pork and chewed it gently, the oil flowers overflowed the corners of her mouth, and she squinted, which was delicious.

Li Qingxian glanced at the black curtain and knew that it would not work if he didn't eat it, so he picked up the braised pork and put it in his mouth and took a bite.

"Hiss......" Li Qingxian glanced down at his ten fingers, there was nothing, but the feeling just now was really cut ten times, and it was scratched on the belly of the fingers, but the pain disappeared in an instant, and then, he felt a certain sadness, and he couldn't explain it.

"My son, look at your skinny man, eat more to make up for it. Come on, put on a plate of kidney flowers, and only give my son one person to eat. ”

Li Qingxian's face was expressionless.

Everyone bowed their heads silently.

In order to resolve the embarrassment, Li Qingxian sandwiched a chopstick chicken, which tasted the same as chewing wax at first, but after swallowing, it seemed to be burning in his throat, burning until his stomach, accompanied by a faint tearing feeling, hot and painful.

At the same time, I also feel an indescribable sense of loneliness, like a three-year-old child being abandoned by his family on the side of the road, looking at his parents in the distance.

"True Evil Sect ......" Li Qingxian thought silently in his heart, instinctively took a mouthful of rice and put it in his mouth, but the next moment, he regretted it.

All the rice burst in my mouth, like an eyeball.

The mouth was pierced by ten thousand arrows, and it hurt like a pinprick.

Subsequently, there was an inexplicable sadness, as if all the comrades-in-arms had died in battle, and only he stood on the battlefield full of corpses, stepping on a hill of corpses of his comrades and enemies, holding a broken military flag, and looking into the distance in the faint morning mist.

Somehow, Li Qingxian's eyes turned red.

While eating, everyone looked at each other, all of them were sour, and some even wiped their tears.

A plate of steaming waist flowers sprinkled with colorful spices was placed in front of Li Qingxian, and the waist flowers swayed gently, like petals in the wind, as if they had just come down from the original owner, and their nerves twitched.

Li Qingxian glanced at the black curtain, reluctantly picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Burst!

Li Qingxian seemed to have a clear voice in his ears, only to feel a sharp blade stabbed into his heart, twisted slightly, and then felt the pain of his beloved woman turning away.

"The waist flowers are specially prepared for you, you must eat them all, and in the future, give me a group of big fat grandchildren and big fat granddaughters, the more the better." The mother's tone was much happier than usual.

Li Qingxian took another bite, his eyes shining.

"Isn't it just a meal, as for it......" Li Qingxian was moved to cry.

Everyone ate silently, the more they ate, the more painful it became, but the more they ate, the more refreshing it became, just like eating chili peppers with different feelings.

They all ate sweaty, and their eyes were red.

After eating the waist flower and rice, Li Qingxian said, "Mother, I'm done." ”

"The food hasn't been eaten yet, how can it be wasted? Come on, add another bowl of rice to each person. ”

The legless maid floated in and served everyone a new bowl of rice with little eyeballs.

Everyone looked at each other.

There is still more than half of the dishes on the table.

Li Qingxian sighed and said, "Don't rob anyone, eat fairly, start with me, each person will hold a chopstick, and eat until it's finished." ”

After Li Qingxian finished speaking, he took a bite of fried cabbage and snorted, it felt like his tongue being caught in a clip, and then he felt the sadness of saying goodbye to his old friend.

Everyone held a chopstick very rhythmically, and strange sounds such as muffled humming, screaming, and neighing were endless.

It's hard to imagine what these people are doing with their eyes closed.

After a while, the first table where Li Qingxian was finished eating, and the people at the second table continued to pick up the dishes while looking at Fangfang with resentment.

Fang Fang alone ate the amount of five people.

She hugged her round little belly, lay comfortably on the chair, and said, "It's delicious, Ba Shi ......."

Li Qingxian was amused by Fangfang, reached out to pick her up, and let her sit on his lap.

Fang Fang leaned on Li Qingxian's arms and squinted.

The rest of the kids stayed outside, playing games stupidly.

Putting down the chopsticks, Li Qingxian smiled and said, "Mother, is there any good place in this outer city?" ”

"There are no good places in the outer city, but there are some good places in the inner city, and the imperial garden of the palace is also a good place." The mother's voice was soft and faint.

Everyone was thoughtful.

Li Qingxian said again: "The inner city will be more dangerous than the outer city, right?" ”

"Twenty percent."

"Difficulty increased by two?"

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

"After dark, at most twenty percent of your candidates will be alive." The mother's tone was still flat, as if she was talking about inconspicuous little things.

Everyone sat still, looking at each other helplessly.

(End of chapter)