We were whispering here when the old lady behind us suddenly said, "Give me another plate."

The old lady's eyes flashed with longing, and even the smile was a little flattering.

When I saw this gaze, even if I was impatient, I couldn't say anything.

Fortunately, there were enough dumplings in the bag, just enough to hold two plates.

However, the dumplings full of Dengden failed to withstand the old lady's storm.

At such an age, I can't stand such overeating!

I looked at the three large plates and asked, somewhat shocked, "Aren't you still full?"

"Full, full."

With this sentence, I can be relieved.

But her next sentence almost shocked my jaw.

"You two pack me something, and I'll give it to my son."

The tone was natural, as if everything was being taken for granted.

Ji Canghai finally couldn't help it, and there was no politeness in his tone: "You are old, don't rely on the old and sell the old here!"

"What's wrong?"

The old lady's eyes widened: "Why should I eat your dumplings?"

Don't say it's Ji Canghai, I can't help it anymore, but I still have to hold him.

"Don't do it, if she is determined to let it go, it won't be this dumpling that will be lost."

I patted him on the shoulder vigorously, for fear that he would turn his face: "If we spill in front of the teahouse tomorrow, we won't have to do business."

This sentence can be regarded as calming down Ji Canghai.

I tugged at him hard: "I guess San'er has already slept, let's wrap it up."

In this way, I dragged the drooping Ji Canghai to the back kitchen and wrapped it up silently.

"I kind of got it."

Ji Canghai rolled out the skin and muttered.

"Know what?"

"Some people used to say that they would rather throw away the food than give it to those who asked for it."

I pinched the dumpling wrapper and laughed dryly, "I'm afraid of getting entangled, right?"

"Forget it, hurry up and ......."

Saying this, I looked back, my hand shook, and the dumplings fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Canghai turned his head and was stunned on the spot.

Just now, San'er turned off most of the lights in the house, leaving only a small lamp in the main hall.

Under the light, the shadow of a tail is swinging back and forth.

This tail is so long that it occupies almost the entire window!

This old lady is not human!

I pulled my apron and leaned under the window, opened a gap and looked out, and a cool breeze was blowing all over my body.

The old lady just now is gone, replaced by a mouse the size of a fat pig!

Ji Canghai turned around and pulled out the kitchen knife from the knife holder, and said in a low voice, "This mouse is a sperm, right?"

"It's one of the five immortals." I swallowed a few times, trying to calm my mind, "Revenge."

"Revenge? With whom?"

"Follow me."

I stared out the window: "In the morning, I smashed her hall with the first year of junior high school."

Ji Canghai, a layman, looked at me with a confused expression: "What is Tangzi?"

"You can understand that it is the dojo of her practice."

"it!"

"Be quiet!"

He covered his mouth and leaned next to me, "Aren't you equivalent to smashing someone's nest?"

"That's pretty much it."

"That can't be beaten." Ji Canghai swept the kitchen knife in his hand, and rarely showed concern: "Can you talk?"

I knew what he was worried about, but it had come to an end and there was no turning back.

In this regard, I can only smile bitterly: "The five immortals in the Northeast have their own merits and habits."

"One of the habits of this gray family is to hold grudges, if you hurt him once, he can entangle you for three generations."

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"Isn't that a bummer?" Ji Canghai scolded angrily: "Then do it!"

I suddenly thought of something and quickly asked, "What about cats?"

"Cats? The golden cat?"

Ji Canghai spread his hands: "That thing came without a trace, went without a trace, who knows where it went?"

"The last time I saw it was last week, right?"

That's right, it's a thing in the mountains, and its temperament is not like a pet at home.

My mind turned, and I suddenly laughed, "Let's make dumplings."

"Return?"

At this point, I had already taken out the chili noodles from the cupboard, and half a bag of glutinous rice noodles.

"I'll treat her to a good meal!"