No matter how smart Ding Xuewei is, it is impossible to be like a roundworm in someone else's stomach.

was a little inexplicable by Wang Dazhu's gaze.

She spoke directly: "Uncle? ”

Wang Dazhu retracted his gaze: "I'll deal with it." ”

"Let's go to the village chief's house." She really couldn't ignore it, and she couldn't take her eyes off the old ladies who were watching this string of wild goods from a distance!

He had something to say but didn't want to say it, Ding Xue couldn't force her, so she nodded and led the way.

Yang Lao was very disdainful of Wang Dazhu's actions, and spit out a word without moving.

"Roast."

Ding Xue was speechless.

When she came back from Bazhen Building that day, she brought grilled chicken.

I want to eat the taste of that time.

"Master, the barbecue has to be pickled, and the pickled seasonings can't be found in this village, how about you fry them in vain?"

"Not good." Yang Lao is very stubborn.

Ding Xue pursed her lower lip slightly, and her attitude changed sharply: "If you don't drink green vegetable soup, their side vegetable seedlings are very tender." ”

"Looking for death?" Yang Lao raised his eyebrows.

Ding Xue was speechless for a moment.

"Master, if you always want to be embarrassed, I'll just say it, you don't have to beat around the bush like this." From yesterday to today, she did have a lot of neglect, but this is not a matter of urgency?

"If you don't want to eat the seedlings, that's fine."

"Are you sure?" Yang Lao paused.

Ding Xuewei pursed her lower lip speechlessly: "Stir-fried chicken or side vegetable seedling soup?" ”

“··· Stir-fried chicken. Yang Lao was very unhappy to choose.

Ding Xuewei didn't care about him anymore, and stepped forward quite helplessly.

Yang Lao was looking for abuse, pulling an old face to follow.

There were more than a dozen big hens, and Wang Dazhu, who was standing on the side, was full of black lines.

The pair of master and apprentice between Pandi and Jin Lao is strange enough, and these two are even more.

If it weren't for this master, he would definitely think that he was an enemy!

Ding Xuewei is Yang Lao's enemy, the kind he hates and can't get rid of!

Shaking his head, Wang Dazhu hurriedly followed.

The workers have something to say but they know that they have no position, you look at me, I see you continue to work after a while.

The old ladies on one side are different.

That gaze followed the pheasants chasing Wang Dazhu, and jumped up one by one after the enviable pheasant strings disappeared through the door hole of the village chief's house.

"It's a pheasant!" A short, hunchbacked old lady shouted.

The man who took over Wang Dazhu's position slowed down, paying attention to a few old ladies while working.

The old ladies didn't realize that they were being targeted, and they were so excited.

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"It's a pheasant, it's a pheasant!"

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"That old man can catch pheasants!"

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"Did he catch it? It looks very energetic, but no matter how spiritual, where is the age, sixty, right? ”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, looking at what he is wearing, it doesn't look like he can catch a pheasant, it must be lucky~" The little old lady who spoke at the beginning affirmed: "It must be lucky to meet a flock of pheasants, and then hit it by mistake." ”

"That's a good feeling, let's call someone quickly, I can't say we can eat meat today!" The old lady was overjoyed.

The pheasant is too eye-catching, the pool that is about to be dug into it, half of the waterwheel is not fragrant, and several old women are very anxious, while doubting Yang Lao's strength, they are whimsical, and feel that they should also have a taste of good luck.

The man was speechless when he heard their inconsequential words.

There are indeed a lot of wild things in the forest, but that number is only for capable people who dare to go into the depths of the dense forest.

The idea of a pheasant hitting his foot and neck is pure fantasy.

From the string of pheasants, I also got a glimpse of Yang Lao's ability!

"Auntie, that Yang Lao is a capable person." The man really couldn't listen to it.

“·····”

In the heat of the day, the old ladies who want to shout to their children and grandchildren to pick up cheap ones choked.

stared at the man for a moment, and took his dissatisfaction to the extreme.

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"What are you capable of? What does it take to get into the woods? Just that little old man, the ability to enjoy happiness is almost the same, into the forest, are you joking? ”

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"He has to have the ability to catch pheasants, and I have the ability to lead bison, who do you look down on?"

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"This can frighten me, really when they are rich people are afraid of the poisonous insects, rats and ants in the forest, and they have to give way when they see them?"

Of the six people, three opened their mouths, and the other three, although silent, stared at people with angry eyes.

In a word, Yang Lao should not have the ability to go into the forest to hunt.

He is not the one who has that ability.

The man was speechless.

You can't look at people on the surface, especially the people who appear next to Ding Xuewei.

"You're afraid we'll rob you of your wild goods, aren't you?" The old lady on crutches is full of understanding.

The little old lady realized: "This can't be, this is our Yuanlin Village, and the wild things that haunt here should belong to our village." ”

"Yes, it's ours, and it has nothing to do with you." The other was afraid that it would be too late.

The man was simply speechless.

Choked at the corner of his lower lip and returned his attention to his hand.

Today, everyone in the village is busy, big and small.

These people, although they are a little older, have a lot of things suitable for them to do.

They came and went, and their speeches from time to time had already exposed their lazy and cunning personalities.

That is, knowing that these old ladies are not good stubble, this will pay more attention!

The man knew that this kind of greedy and skinny person would not be able to listen to persuasion, so he didn't say more, and a few old ladies, seeing him like this, felt that he was weak-hearted, and muttered for a while and went to the village chief's house.

They were going to ask where the pheasants were to be found, so that they could make a quick start.

"Brother Li?"

Someone is worried.

The man waved his hand.

"We can't take care of it."

A reasonable person will not speak, and if he opens his mouth, he cannot be persuaded, and he will do it too much.

"Hurry up and get to work."

Doing things earlier and leaving early is the fundamental solution to the problem.

The workers knew this truth, and the old ladies who worked hard and entered the village chief's house fought hard under the angry eyes of the village chief.

When Ding Xuewei and Yang Lao entered the door, several people in the courtyard were filtering the last bucket of water glue.

Seeing the string of pheasants, Village Chief Ma's eyes straightened.

finally came back to his senses, and several treacherous women in the village stepped through the door.

He didn't need to ask, he couldn't have known their intentions all the better.

No, the words that open the door are for people to go back and be idle.

When he drove people away, several old ladies were very unhappy, and Baba told him about the home field.

The Ding family is not a guest, even if they catch a pheasant, they should share it with the village, after all, this is in their village.

Village Chief Ma almost wanted to hit someone.

Are these words decent?

"Village chief, we didn't fight with them about pheasants, so we want to ask where the old man caught him." The old lady on crutches was consciously reasonable.

Village Chief Ma was almost laughed at angrily: "You still have the ability to catch it if you know where to catch it?" ”

"He can catch it, why can't we?" The little old lady was very confident.

Village Chief Ma has a sense of powerlessness when Xiucai encounters soldiers: "Then you have the ability, ask who you are, just go directly into the forest." ”

"Village chief, what you said is a little unreasonable, we must enter this forest, just come to ask and take fewer detours." The old lady on crutches was full of worries, and she didn't plan to talk nonsense with Village Chief Ma: "Big brother, you can talk to us." ”

Several old ladies are in their sixties, in terms of age, they are younger than Yang Lao, but because of their too hard life, they look older than Yang Lao, and their faces full of ravines are expectant and flattering.

With Ding Xuewei's usual virtue, with so many Baba looking eyes, how could she send the pheasant in her hand out.

Today, Yang Lao's attitude made her jealous.

This old man is a real man, these pheasants can't be eaten by his own family, and Wang Dazhu and they don't have the possibility of tasting them, she is really worried that as soon as she opens her mouth, the old man will give her a disqualification, so she shouted Wang Dazhu into the house of the village chief.

Originally, she was still a little unhappy, who knew that people were reasonable!

"Old woman, what do you mean by this, we have bought cheap rubber, and I should buy all the places with dense rubber trees near your Yuanlin Village when I go back?"

"Ugh!" The old lady was sluggish.

A roar every day, asking for tickets and collections...

(End of chapter)