The three little girls didn’t know what was happening, but they each put chicken soup and rice into their mouths.

Although the pheasant is thin and woody, the stewed chicken soup tastes good. When the chicken soup is soaked in rice, all the soup is absorbed by the rice. When you slurp it into your mouth, it smells delicious.<

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Although this soup is fragrant, it is not too strong, because all the flavor of this dish is absorbed by the mushrooms.

At this time, put a hazel mushroom in the chicken soup rice, pull it into your mouth, and chew it. Not only will the taste of the mushroom blend with the chicken soup rice, but the mushroom will also taste good.

The mushroom is very cute, the mushroom is full of meat.

The three little girls are not short of meat, and they are interested in this bite today. They each hold their bowls and pick mushrooms to eat.

"That..." Zhao Youcai felt that this was not the way to go, so he immediately raised his head and said to Zhao Jun: "Smash it!"

"Ah..." As soon as Zhao Jun raised his head, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He quickly closed his mouth and used his nose to pronounce the answer: "Hmm."

Zhao Youcai raised his chopsticks and pointed at Zhao Jun, saying, "You'd better not hit these two foxes today."

After saying that, Zhao Youcai put his chopsticks into the basin, picked up a piece of pheasant neck and brought it back to his mouth. He bit off the skin first and swallowed it into his mouth.

But Zhao Jun pursed his lips, nodded heavily and said, "Yeah!"

Zhao Youcai threw the chicken neck into the bowl. Feeling that he could not let Zhao Jun speak anymore, he touched Li Dayong with his elbow and said, "Hey, Dayong."

Li Dayong quickly answered: "Brother, tell me."

"Don't you remember Old Song Pao?" Zhao Youcai said, "That's the uncle Song Shuanzi!"

The Song Shuanzi that Zhao Youcai was talking about was none other than Li Ruhai's colleague, Old Song, the janitor of Yongxing Middle School. This old man had a son named Song Tiemin, who was Li Dayong's apprentice. When Zhao Jun went to Xinlangchang, he had dealt with Song Tiemin.

Coming.

"Ah!" Li Dayong responded: "I remember, what happened to the old man?"

Zhao Youcai said: "I heard from Song Shuanzi's father that old Song Pao used to specialize in hunting foxes. It seems that one night, old Song Pao dreamed of an old man with a white beard telling him to tell him

If you dare to hit a fox again, he will have to be punished!"

Since ancient times, this kind of story has been widely read. When Zhao Youcai told it, not to mention Zhao Jun, Li Baoyu, and Wang Meilan, even the three little girls put down their jobs and listened quietly to Zhao Youcai's vernacular.

When Zhao Youcai saw that he had the situation under control, he continued: "The old man is really stubborn, can you believe this? He continued to fight, and one day he went out with a gun on his back, and that day the chicken feathers were not beaten.

When we were walking home, it started to snow heavily, first it covered my body with rice, and then it came with cotton covers!"

For a rice body, it means the snowflakes are as big as rice grains. For a cotton cover, it means the snowflakes are the same size as cotton wool.

As this situation was exaggerated, the group of people listened even more fascinated. Zhao Youcai continued: "At this moment, Old Song Pao looked at a fox coming towards him on the side of the road. Old Song Pao looked at it and saw that this was too much.

When he slipped away, he used his old foreign cannon to bang it, and when it was over, he heard a cry from someone!"

At this point, the unscrupulous Zhao Youcai stopped talking and picked up the wine glass and handed it to Li Dayong.

Seeing this, Li Dayong quickly picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Zhao Youcai. Then Li Dayong stopped drinking and asked Zhao Youcai: "Brother, are you done?"

"Is it over?" Zhao Youcai glanced at the people mysteriously and asked, "What did you guess?"

Such people are the most hated!

"What's wrong?" The person who asked the question turned out to be little Zhao Na. The little girl asked curiously and a little scared.

Zhao Youcai looked around at the crowd and said: "As soon as he heard someone's movement, Old Song's eyes cleared up. He looked at you and said, there is a person lying in the heavy snow! This frightened the old man. I wonder if this is not the case.

Is there a lawsuit? But what do you think, when he goes over to see, who is this person?"

"Who is it?" Li Dayong answered quickly and asked.

"It's his son!" Zhao Youcai slapped the table and said, "He is just such a son. Seeing the heavy snow outside, he came out to greet his father. I didn't expect..."

"No!" Li Baoyu asked with great confusion: "Uncle, didn't he beat the fox? How could he beat his son?"

"Listen to me!" Zhao Youcai said: "This is for Lao Song Pao to cry. After sending it to his son, Lao Song Pao had a dream at night, and he dreamed of the old man with a white beard. In his dream, he called Lao Song Pao.

Pao, saying that if he dares to hit a fox again, his girl will be killed too!"

"Oh my god!" Jin Xiaomei exclaimed when she heard this, and quickly looked at Zhao Jun and said: "Xiaojun, it's a shame you didn't kill that fox today!"

At this time, Wang Meilan was just about to speak, but she heard Zhao Youcai say again: "How stubborn is that old man? When he woke up in the morning, he didn't tell anyone, and he just thought, 'You idiots, you harmed my son, I will beat you specifically from now on.

', it's better this time, he's looking for foxes to fight.

One day, he went out in the morning, but he didn't catch any chicken feathers one day. When he walked back, it snowed heavily again. First, he was covered with rice, and then he was covered with cotton."

Speaking of this, Zhao Youcai asked everyone mysteriously, "It's over, what did you guess?"

Li Dayong, Li Baoyu, Jin Xiaomei, Zhao Hong, Zhao Na, and Li Xiaoqiao asked almost in unison: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Youcai raised his hand and feinted twice in the air. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Meilan interrupted: "I saw another fox. I beat it to death and saw that it was a human again. It was his daughter."

What a good story. When Wang Meilan answered this question, her mood was completely lost. Li Dayong asked Zhao Youcai with some unfinished thoughts: "Brother, is this true?"

At this time, Li Dayong was thinking in his heart. Since Zhao Youcai knew this story, he must have told it to Wang Meilan. You, Wang Meilan, have heard of it, so don't spoil it.

But what Li Dayong didn't expect was that Zhao Youcai looked at Wang Meilan in surprise and asked: "Lan, do you also know about this?"

"What do I know?" Wang Meilan said angrily: "Song Shuanzi's father is nicknamed Song Dabaihua. Can you still believe what he says?"

Hearing Wang Meilan's words, Li Dayong turned to look at Wang Meilan in surprise and asked: "Is it fake?"

"Then what are you thinking about?" Wang Meilan said: "Then Old Song Pao and his son didn't learn well. He went up the mountain to steal the cigarette gourds grown by Huzi, and let Huzi beat him to death."

Everyone heard: "..."

Wang Meilan continued: "After he was beaten to death, he was hung under the red mud hill. Old Song Pao did not dare to collect his son's body. Did he come to my house to find my father? My father went to tell others."
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In the past, Wang Meilan's family was rich, but the old Wang family was not from the fish and meat village, especially Mr. Wang, who was kind-hearted and soft-hearted.

"It's been like this for a long time." Jin Xiaomei smiled and said to Zhao Youcai: "Brother, how did you hear this? It sounds like the truth."

"How could I know?" Zhao Youcai said with a smile: "Song Shuanzi's father told me, how could I expect him to talk nonsense."

In fact, Zhao Youcai has a clear mind and knows that this story is quite serious, otherwise he would have told it to his daughter and son. But today, he told it to divert the attention of Wang Meilan and Jin Xiaomei.

At this time, the goal was achieved, and Zhao Youcai was ready to drink and eat in peace.

"That old Songtou was the best at speaking plainly." Wang Meilan said of Song Shuanzi's father, "That year he trapped a wild boar in the mountains and sent it to my family to sell to my father. Our family doesn't eat the prey caught in the trap.

Isn’t it delicious to be soaked in blood? He told my dad that it was not a harness, but that he had killed it by smashing it with a pickaxe. He also said that the wild boar flicked its mouth, give it to that..."

As she said that, Wang Meilan gestured with thumb to thumb and index finger to the size of the mouth of a bowl and continued: "For such a thick tree, a mouth is broken. You said it has only been thirty-nine days, and the tree is so frozen that it is so big."

You can’t even throw away an axe, how can a pig be so fierce!”

"That's right." Li Baoyu said with a smile: "He can beat such a powerful pig to death."

After speaking, Li Baoyu said to Jin Xiaomei: "How can this old Songtou compare with our Ruhai family?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Jin Xiaomei said defensively: "Who in the whole village doesn't know what we, Ruhai, are talking about, and we never talk blindly."

His mother spoke highly of her son, so Li Baoyu smiled and said nothing, and everyone continued to eat.

Although there were only four dishes today, both families had a good meal. The three little girls finished eating first and then went to play with the little lynx in the room opposite.

Next came Wang Meilan and Jin Xiaomei. After eating, they went to the outhouse to clean up.

After Zhao Youcai, Li Dayong and Li Baoyu finished drinking, Jin Xiaomei said to Wang Meilan: "Sister-in-law, I won't help you clean these few bowls left."

"Hey." Wang Meilan responded and said: "Take the children back. I will clean the remaining two bowls myself."

At this time, Jin Xiaomei came into the house and called Li Dayong, and Li Baoyu came home, which surprised the two men. After dinner, Jin Xiaomei had to help Wang Meilan wash the dishes, and then Li Dayong and the others had to drink water in the house.

How did you save this step today?

But seeing Jin Xiaomei wink at him, although Li Dayong didn't understand, he still got up with Li Baoyu and said goodbye to Zhao Youcai and Zhao Jun.

Zhao Youcai sat on the edge of the kang without moving, but Zhao Jun sent the four members of the Li family out the door, and then heard Zhao Youcai shouting from inside the room: "Son, go make some tea for dad."

"Hey..." Zhao Jun agreed, went into the back room and took the enamel jar from which Zhao Youcai usually drank tea from the table against the wall.

When Zhao Jun opened it, there was still tea leftover from Zhao Youcai's morning drink.

Zhao Jun walked to the outhouse with the tea jar, passed by Wang Meilan, poured the remaining tea leaves and tea water into the swill bucket, then turned around and poured half a ladle of water from the jar, flushing the jar inside and out.

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At this time, Wang Meilan grabbed the rag and wiped her hands briefly, then turned around to stop Zhao Jun who was about to pour water.

Then, Wang Meilan raised her hand to signal Zhao Jun to go to the west room to take care of his two sisters, while she herself took the jar and entered the east room.

"Huh?" Seeing Wang Meilan come in, Zhao Youcai was startled, but when Wang Meilan came to the side and put the tea jar on the table, took the tea bucket to make tea for herself, Zhao Youcai said hurriedly: "Lan Na, you are busy with your business, I will

Just do it yourself.”

"Oops!" Wang Meilan turned to Zhao Youcai, smiled, and said, "You should take a rest. It's been a tiring day at work."

"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was stunned, thinking why did this girl change her appearance? She was still acting strangely while eating!

Just like that, Zhao Youcai watched blankly as Wang Meilan opened the tea bucket, pinched out a handful of tea leaves and put it in the tea jar, and then added hot water to it.

When Wang Meilan came over with a teapot and handed it to Zhao Youcai, Zhao Youcai felt flattered and stretched out his hands to take it, but Wang Meilan said: "It's hot."

Zhao Youcai hurriedly stopped, and Wang Meilan put the teapot on the Kang table for him.
To be continued...