This is an old house, the years will not be too short, it seems that this friend of Donald is bound to not be the first guest.The location is good, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is very clever to form an arch.This arch is called "poly".This kind of natural "gathering" is not easy to find, just like a basin, where it is high elsewhere, and there are good things, it will gradually go to the low-lying "gathering".And since the surrounding terrain is a wrapping phase, it is equivalent to giving a barrier here, and bad things are not so easy to enter.The first one to choose a place for the house must be a master, but anyone who lives in this place, it is a simple matter to pay homage to the marquis, that is, there is one, this "gathering" attracts the good ones, and the luck of the surrounding neighbors is definitely not good, no wonder there are few people who live.There is an old Chinese saying that poor people are no more than three generations.The meaning of this is not that the fourth generation will be rich, but that in the third generation, if you are still so poor, you will definitely be out of business, of course there will be no fourth generation.If those neighbors knew this, they would have to scold the eighteenth generation of the stinky houseowner.Place is nice, but that's also before.Now, from the outside, it can be seen that I am afraid that the feng shui of the courtyard in the "gathering" will be quietly changed by someone later—perhaps because of jealousy, or because of hatred.The place of the secret change is in the Gen position, which is to open a back door for this "gathering", and the rice bucket with holes cannot store rice.If you just change this place, it will be easy to change, let alone me, even Luo Ming can remedy it.It's strange here, if this place is evil, the cause has been found, but it's sick, then there are still some things I don't know.There are not many houses around, the place is very vast, as the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse, although we saw this place early in the morning, but there is still a distance to go in, the place is sandy, the driver is afraid of bumps Donald, drive carefully, it is even slower.Tang Lao asked about the Heavenly Master's Mansion at the beginning - obviously the affairs of the Bian family were all over the place, so I had to put things on the go, and I had to stabilize the backing of Donald's Heavenly Master's Mansion.After listening to me say a word or two, Donald nodded, didn't ask much deeply, obviously didn't have much interest, only said that he could trust me, but as long as I was in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, he would support it.I thanked him, Donald sighed, turned the topic back, and asked me if he was guilty of Tai Sui this year, first he was evil, and then his little granddaughter hit the ghost, and now, it is his turn to be an old friend, and the people close to him are simply not spared.I solved these things, but too, I calculated it, don't say, Don't say that Donald is too old this year, and he will inevitably encounter some unexpected things, and it will be fine in September.Donald let out a sigh of relief and said that it would be nice if this was the case.Talking between the car drove into the inner courtyard, get out of the car to see, this courtyard built is really magnificent - it should have taken the quaint and simple route before, between the corridors dotted with flowers like brocade of gold paint, the bright hall is also bright at this point, but now, the general change of red and green, used to be like a palace, now it looks like a farmhouse.This owner, I'm afraid, just likes a bright and down-to-earth atmosphere.At this moment, I saw that the long hand turned his head, and he didn't know what to do with bated breath, I asked him if he wanted to cultivate immortals, but he asked me instead: "You didn't smell that smell?"
”Flavor?
As soon as he said this, I smelled it, as if there was a smell of aroma.It's not the aroma of flowers or cosmetics, but the aroma of food, I smell it carefully, but I can't smell it - after all, I come from a humble background, and I haven't eaten much decent good things, so I ask Changshou, what does it smell like?
The long hand frowned and said, "Meat." ”Ma Hongbo was born in a family of corpse chasers, and when he heard the word "meat", he immediately came up: "Could it be human flesh?"
”Luo Ming pushed Ma Hongbo away, saying don't talk nonsense, no one here can afford to offend.Ma Hongbo was a little unconvinced, and he was still about to speak, but someone had already come to the house to welcome us in, and when he looked at Tang Lao, he hurriedly said: "You are finally here, our husband has been waiting for you for a long time." ”Donald sighed and led us inside.The further you go inside, the stronger the aroma of the food, as if it were a big cafeteria.The long hand touched his stomach, and he couldn't help but show a very aggrieved expression.Could it be that you didn't have dinner today?
I touched my pocket, there was a corn sausage, so I stuffed it for him to make do, this matter is done, I will make up for the promotion banquet of the little fat man and Luo Xiaomei, and eat enough when the time comes.Long Hand is very childlike in eating and sleeping, and he suddenly feels energetic again when he takes the corn sausage.When the person who picked us up opened the door and let us in, I looked at it and was stunned., this is a buffet dinner?
I saw that the house was full of fat chickens and ducks, as well as spring rolls, buns, cakes and so on, and wine of various colors and origins, which was even more dazzling and had everything.Hey, this is the true interpretation of the wine pond meat forest!
But that's not all—no one hasn't eaten before, and the one who really surprised us was the guy sitting between them.At this time in early autumn, it was already a little cool, but the man was shirtless and eating in a big gulp.The man's body, large and small, was full of scars, and it could be seen that he had experienced the baptism of artillery fire.And looking at this amount of food, and the strength of eating, this man must be a fat man - but this person is skinny, the ribs on his chest are horizontal, and his collarbones are deep, and he is like being able to raise fish.Ma Hongbo glanced at it and couldn't help but say: "I also said that there is no one in the world who eats more meat than Zhong Tianshi, and I can't imagine that there really is." ”"That's not right."
Luo Ming said: "Look at his skin—he must have been fat." ”The skin of this body is indeed sagging, like a bag hanging from a whole body - the beggar gang, can be a nine-bag elder.Even if you are fat and thin, the skin can't be so terrible, the only reason is that this person was originally fat, but for some reason, he lost weight in a short period of time, and his skin couldn't keep up with the degree of meat reduction, so it became like this.But the strange thing is that his limbs are thin and his flesh is sagging, but his belly is tight and bulging, just looking at his belly, it looks like a pregnant woman - isn't this the same as the famine disease and big belly disease of the old society?
The so-called big belly disease is that there is no food to eat, eat Guanyin soil, but Guanyin soil can not be discharged, people can't vent, all in the stomach, only to cause the whole body to be thin, only the belly is big, some people because of this, suffocated to death.But the delicacies of the mountains and seas, big fish and meat, eaten by this old man, are not Guanyin soil!
What age, where are there still people who eat Guanyin soil and masochist.Tang Lao hurriedly said: "Maochang, show this old friend to me, there is something wrong with him." ”Donald used to be called a master, but he slowly regarded me as a junior and called me by his name.Ma Hongbo was stunned: 'Isn't it?
Didn't you say that the victim had a stomachache before?
But my stomach hurts......
'How can I eat so happily with a stomachache?'
And the old man who was carrying the hoof as a sugar cane to gnaw heard Donald's words, and was about to move his mouth to the side of the hoof, and wanted to open his mouth to talk to me, when suddenly the muscles on his face twitched violently, and there was a miserable scream.Then, a greasy hand suddenly covered his high bulging belly, and his hoof was lost, and he lay on the ground and screamed, obviously with a sharp pain in his stomach, and he rolled all over the ground in pain.That appearance is indescribably terrifying.Tang Lao knew the inside story, and hurriedly called someone to come and help."
I'll go," Luo Ming hadn't seen this before, and said in a low voice: "If he says he's fat, he'll gasp!"
I just said that I didn't get sick, but I committed it when I saw it!
”And at this time, the big-bellied old man came to accompany him, opened his big hand, and skillfully stuffed something into his mouth - put five or six jade soup dumplings, which was not good, like cramming.Long hands couldn't help but "tsk" beside me, obviously thinking that this way of eating, swallowing without tasting taste, is really a bit of a violent thing.I can see it - could it be that his stomach hurts and he has to eat to relieve it?
What's wrong with this, unheard of, unseen?