Chapter 1005

Yelao has a good way of eating. Instead of eating six kebabs, he is bound to clip a chopstick of diced radish, drink wine, then eat sour bamboo shoots, eat meat and drink.

In this cycle, eat more and taste more.

Chen Ming used to only dry meat, but Yang Song asked him to eat sour bamboo shoots with barbecue: "it's a different taste. Not everyone can eat pickled vegetables personally."

In the course of eating, Chen Ming always listens to what Yang song says.

Originally, he didn't eat. It's silly to eat barbecue with pickles. Both are salty. If he eats too much, he must drink water. Drinking water takes up his stomach.

It will make him eat less and eat slowly.

Really chopsticks, Chen Ming found: "this pickle is not salty at all. It's just good with barbecue."

Yang Song: "this is the secret recipe of Yelao."

Chen Minggang wanted to eat more, but suddenly he found that the string was gone! There are not many pickles, just rice wine and a small pot.

Yang Song and Yelao have eaten well.

"I do need your help." Yang Song said, "the third Yang family deceives people too much. I can't bear it anymore."

"What do you want to do? Drive them out of the village?"

"Thought about it, but their whole family is greedy and lazy, and they love to play tricks. If they leave here, they will harm others. I don't want to." Yang Songdao.

Wild old man: "good boy, I'm so particular."

"If you make a mistake, you have to be punished. You can't have nothing. Sleep and then be shameless. I'll let them suffer their own consequences." Yang Songdao.

"You're going to take the bright road."

"Yes, if everything goes in the sun, it will kill them. I will taste the betrayal of their family."

Yang Laosan's family likes to find some naughty hooligans to bully people with more and less.

Yang Song didn't want to be like them, but he was happy to let them eat the consequences.

"Then you'll be in trouble."

If you go the right way, you should be bound by the rules of receipt box.

"It's better for me to scare them with some ghost things and make them afraid of you. I'm in a panic all day. There's no air control over his road construction team."

The rural road construction team is to help people build houses or modify other small buildings.

The business was ruined and there was no money. Yang Laosan's backbone was broken. If their family dared to be arrogant, the wild old man would scare them.

Come a few more times, frighten them three souls to lose six souls, and they will be honest naturally.

Yang Laosan's courage is enough to bully the soft and fear the hard. You can't do anything else.

The wild old man came forward and scared him several times. It is estimated that half his life will be lost.

"I've seen your skills and naturally know. But I came to you today to ask you something. I insist on taking the bright road." Yang Songdao.

"You ask."

There is nothing that the old man doesn't know about them, which is adjacent to the East Street and the West Street.

It's not that Yang song can't find other people about what he wants to inquire about. What he wants to prevent is to divulge information.

"Yang Laosan, the core is rotten. When he dies, the coffin can't be closed, and there are too many evils. The road construction team he pulled up has damaged at least five or six families..."

The wild old man reported his name and address to Yang Song and told him something strange.

"And Yang Dabao. He died badly. I guess he should have something to do with Yang Laosan. You can check it." The wild old man said again, "in fact, it's OK to follow the bright road, but some small tricks should be played or played. What's polite to the wicked? Honest people are stupid by reason."

After the flower chicken was roasted, he smashed the earth, pulled out the lotus leaves, and the wild old man's saliva went straight to the ground: "I'm hungry again."

So is Chen Ming.

Yang Song went down with a knife, and the roast chicken was divided into two, half of them.

"When you're full, come with me to the third Yang family." Yang Song greets Chen Ming.

He was only going to take the bright road, but the old man was right.

"OK!" Chen Ming's mouth was full of oil: "the roast chicken is really fragrant. Looking at the oily, it's not greasy at all. It's worthy of you, my brother song."

"How much is it?"

"It's almost delicious without the menu."

Chen Ming:

He really wants to curse.

Why wrongly call a flower chicken? It's clearly delicious. It's called flower chicken.

It was dusk when they came. It was completely dark when they left. There was no moon tonight. At least there were a few stars.

Yang Song walks in front. Chen Ming has enough to eat and drink. He is not so afraid. He still follows Yang Song.

There was no blue light in the dark night, and the sound of unknown birds in the nearby grove seemed to stab people's heart and liver, not to mention the ubiquitous Yin wind.

This place can't come without eating.

Chen Ming was so frightened that he almost ran into Yang Song.

"Sleeping slot, brother song, why are you still plugged in your headphones?"

Yang Song's pace makes people remember that the dragon and tiger steps are dignified, arrogant, unrecognized, and the supreme king.

"What the hell did you hear?"

Yang Song also sang: "get up, people who don't want to be slaves..."

The jackdaws were flying in the forest.

Heaven and earth are clear in an instant.

"Will you listen? I also have the theme song of CCTV news."

"Pedal pedal..."

It's really the bane of all demons and ghosts.

Yang Song reluctantly pulled Chen Ming down from him: "are you still afraid?"

"I also have" unity is strength "," our workers have strength "," the Yellow River is roaring "

"I'm not afraid."

Chen Ming stood up and coughed: "the wind is clear and the moon is bright. The small scenery is good."

The moon doesn't know when it will come out.

After the founding of the people's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become elite, adhere to materialistic belief, and all demons and ghosts are scum.

"Brother song, how did you think of carrying these songs with you?"

"Well, I love listening."

"It really sounds good."

The time of wrangling always passes very quickly.

"At the entrance of the village, keep your voice down. We have to keep a low profile."

Yang Song takes Chen Ming around the back wall of Yang Lao San's house. The pattern of each family in the village is similar.

Inside the wall is the bedroom of Yang Laosan and his wife.

Their husband and wife spoke in a low voice. Chen Ming had to stick his ears to the wall.

Yang Song doesn't use it. His five senses are much stronger than ordinary people.

"Old three, I can't sleep. As soon as I close my eyes, I see the old blood red eyes."

"How many years has he been dead? What are you thinking about?"

"I don't want to. It's strange to be at Yang Song's house today."

"Don't talk nonsense? Straighten out the body quickly. It was me who suffocated the old man. You just helped hold him down. What are you afraid of?"

"Aren't you afraid of him coming to you?"

"I'm not afraid. The old man listens to me most. Don't you know?"

……

Yang song suddenly grabbed Chen Ming and hid under the poplar not far away.

One person holds a tree, which seems to be integrated with the tree in the night.

After a while, a man sneaked out of old Yang's house.

"Who is that?"

"Keep up!"

Yang Song recognized that it was Yang Ming: the rogue's laziness is no worse than his father's. He doesn't sleep at home in the middle of the night and runs out secretly. He certainly won't do good.