Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

The pork ribs that Weisheng bought had thirteen pieces in one plate, and they had to be cut into sections.Knowing that Cangdoushan doesn't like greasy fat meat, he scraped off the fat on the ribs with a knife: in fact, it was just a symbolic scrape, and not much was scraped off, but Cangdoushan couldn't stand it, so he sat at the door of the back kitchen to watch him cook , make this move to comfort him.

Then put the pork ribs in hot water, boil off the dirt, blood and fat, and marinate them in sweet and sour seasoning for two quarters of an hour.At this moment he sat down: "What time is it?"

"It's about time."

"What's good for dinner tonight?"

"Ten incense."

"Ten Fragrances...there's not enough food." Weisheng blinked, and Cang Doushan said, "Ten Fragrances can't make five spices."

Weisheng had no choice but to change the topic: "Can men also be Taoist companions? Shouldn't it be only women?"

"Under normal circumstances, it is a woman, and the combination of yin and yang is the right way." Some things in Cangdou Mountain have passed for too long, and it took a while to remember. If there is a lack of numerology, you need to find a Taoist partner who complements it. Most people only have one person with complementary numerology in the world. If this person is a man, the person who needs to complete the numerology can only accept fate."

Weisheng suddenly thought: "Then what if there are two?"

Cang Doushan thought for a while: "It's not like there's no precedent...there's still quite a commotion. However, the monk world generally recognizes that people come first and then come first, and they must not separate casually if they have formed a Taoist couple."

Weisheng stretched out his hand: "How about you take a look for me?"

"Look at what?"

"Fate!"

Cang Doushan turned his head: "I haven't learned this before."

Weisheng snorted: "Lie to me."

"I didn't lie to you. There is a specialization in art. I didn't like memorizing formulas before, so I didn't learn this."

"Hey." Weisheng's expression was a little disappointed, and he turned the topic back, "Then what should he do if he is stupid? Escape or what?"

"You can't escape anywhere. The Zhao family has more than one Dajing. Besides, the aristocratic family always has some in-law ties with other big families, so it is not a good idea to escape."

"Then what should we do? Honestly be a member of the Zhao family?"

"This... Let him decide for himself. We'll make it clear." He looked back at the lotus leak, "The time is coming."

Wei Sheng got up and untied the bowl cover, mixed the pork ribs and the sauce well, poured it into the pot and boiled it, sprinkled sugar, the sound of sugar granules sprinkled into the soup was very pleasant.

Boil the salt to collect the juice, and the broth is bubbling and bubbling.Weisheng picked celery, opened a burst of fresh celery fragrance, Cangdoushan grabbed a carrot, peeled and cut into strips, green peppers were also cut into thin strips, and Weisheng mushroom searched around but couldn't find it, muttering: "What about the mushrooms? No more mushrooms?"

"I'll go buy it." Candoushan gathered up the chopped carrot sticks and walked out of Huxianju.

At this time, dried goods are always more expensive than usual. Candoushan bought more than half a catty of dried shiitake mushrooms, and went back in a hurry. The aroma in the room was mixed with sour vinegar, which mixed into a complex sweet and sour smell.

The sweet and sour pork ribs are packed with sauce and sprinkled with sesame seeds and shallots.Put it in a pot to warm, soak mushrooms and fungus, and ten coriander is almost the same.

After Hu Xiaopo finished writing the big characters, he skipped over. He had already forgotten the unhappiness that happened in the afternoon, and concentrated on the sweet and sour pork ribs: "It smells so good! Why aren't you ready for dinner?"

"Wait for your Uncle Hu to come back."

"Where did Uncle Hu go?"

"Well... probably won't be back for a while."

Hu Liao fell asleep under the plum blossom.

When I woke up, I found a few more copper coins on the ground. When I picked them up, I found that the color was quite new, and it was bright yellow.

What a surprise.

He smiled wryly for a while, put away the copper coins, got up and patted his buttocks, and faintly heard the continuous, elegant and graceful music of silk and bamboo orchestras behind the wall.There was also the smell of food, which made him hungry.

He looked at the wall, stepped on the wall and kicked hard, and the whole person was on the top of the wall, only his head was exposed, and the tiles on the top of the wall were a little bit tight, but it didn't matter.At first, I didn't see anything, but then I vaguely saw a group of maids walking through the plum tree, as light as the wind, like a fairy descending from the earth, walking to the south.

Too far away to see.

He jumped down and couldn't help laughing at himself: What can you see?Big family, stay away from me.

He went back to Huxianju dully: "I'm back."

"Oh, I'm finally back, I'm starving to death." Weisheng immediately got up and hurriedly went to pick up the rice, Hu Xiaopo walked around him and watched vigorously, Candoushan asked him: "Did you meet anyone on the road?"

"No."

"That's good."

Cangdoushan only ate a few ribs for dinner, most of which were rounded up by Weisheng and Hu Xiaopo.Hu Lie didn't eat much, and went to wash the dishes after eating, very quiet.

Cangdoushan said to Weisheng: "Why don't you tell him?"

Weisheng bit his chopsticks and sucked the sweet and sour juice: "Go, I'm not good at it."

Cang Doushan pursed his lips: "Don't bite the chopsticks, you'll damage your teeth."

Weisheng put down the chopsticks helplessly: "I didn't bite, I just licked it."

Cang Doushan glanced at the back kitchen, and Hu Liao was cleaning the pot, as if he was working very hard.

"Don't you wash your chopsticks?"

Weisheng immediately stood up: "Go and wash, right away."

Cang Doushan drew circles with his index finger on the table, and while drawing, he heard Weisheng chatting with Hu Liao, and after slowly turning to the question "what are you going to do", there was a long silence.

Weisheng roughly explained the situation, and then said: "Whether to escape or stay, you can decide for yourself." He ran back and said, "It's over!"

After thinking about it, Cang Doushan felt that this was not good, but he couldn't say it.I have to press down my doubts first, so I won’t show it for the time being.

After messing around and cleaning the pot, he went back to his room and stayed there for a long time.

He didn't know what to do anymore, and running away didn't seem to be the case. If he didn't run away...would he just hang his hands and wait for death?

He doesn't want to die yet.

It took him some time to pack his luggage. After thinking about the bedding for a long time, he decided to keep it, and just wear thicker ones on the road.I didn't know how to write a farewell letter, so I tore a piece of paper and used a knife to draw on it crookedly: "I'm gone, I won't be coming back." As I was writing, my nose suddenly felt sour, and I wanted to cry.

He rubbed his eyes, and quietly went out with the storage bag. The sound of the wooden door opening and closing was especially loud in the silent night.

Gone and won't be coming back.

It was dark outside, cold and still.The snow creaked when he stepped on it, and it was as quiet as if he was the only one left in the world.His mood gradually eased down, not very sad.

where to gowhere to go

go north?After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered that he should go to a car dealership first, rent a Tibetan bird, and fly directly across thousands of miles, which is much faster than walking.But it will take at least three hours to wait for the cars and horses to open the door. It is too difficult to be alone in the cold outside for three hours.

He hesitated for a while, should he go back to bed and lie down, and then leave when the sky is slightly bright?In that case, the time should be just right, and there is no need to queue.

But once I lie back under the covers, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get up, and it's better to get up in the coldest and laziest morning-it's really fatal.

After hesitating back and forth for a long time, he gritted his teeth: Don't go back!Just walk around the city casually, and it will only take three hours. If it doesn’t work, just squat under the corner for a while, which is better than being unable to get up under the covers.

Weisheng walks from Xu Street to under the few branches of cold plums that day, and walks to the market where Weisheng usually comes to the most. Weisheng likes to buy vegetables here, the most meat, as well as sugar and all kinds of sweet snacks.He would occasionally follow him out to buy something. Both of them have similar tastes, both like meat and sweet.Cangdoushan doesn't like it very much. It has a light taste and prefers slightly sour ones.Every time Weisheng cooks big meat dishes, Cangdoushan will eat them, but he doesn't eat much. Green vegetables are his favorite.

Thinking about it made me hungry. I missed the sweet and sour pork ribs for dinner. It was really delicious. The sweet and sour soup was very thick. Unfortunately, he ate too hastily and swallowed the meat without carefully tasting it.

Very hungry, he pressed his stomach, but his stomach didn't growl, but he felt hungry and greedy.

It was too early, and he regretted it very much.

While walking, he suddenly felt chilly behind him, as if someone was watching him secretly.Looking back, the pure moonlight was shining on the snow, and it was very bright, and there was nothing.

He looked at it for a long time, then turned back, stood there in a daze for a long time, and suddenly started to run wildly.

The nearby air suddenly fluctuated violently, protruding an invisible sharp blade, rushing straight over.Hu Liao couldn't dodge in time, so he lowered down sharply in a hurry.The sharp blade flew towards him, and the knife suddenly changed its momentum and stabbed vertically, then rolled to the right side in a panic, the sharp blade brushed against the neck dangerously, and the cold air was threatening.

Everything was just a split second, Hu Liao avoided the invisible sharp edge by chance, got up and ran wildly shouting: "Help! Help!"

"Shua!" There was a sound like a long whip waving through the air, Hu Liao suddenly turned around and rolled on the spot, a large piece of road bricks shattered like a twisted and crawling long snake, and the broken bricks hit Hu Liao's body like hailstones.

He got up and shouted for help, his whole body froze suddenly, as if an invisible big hand picked him up, his limbs were flying in the air.In an instant, the surroundings were filled with brilliance, as bright as day.

"Shame." Zhao Wuya came across the air, gave a cold sigh, waved his sleeves, Hu Liao was thrown into the luxury carriage like a chicken, and rolled twice in the carriage, his chin hit the steps It hurts so much.

Immediately someone helped him up, and he heard the girl's clear and delicate voice: "Oh, his neck is hurt."

Hu Liaowenyan touched his neck subconsciously and touched the blood on his hand.

That invisible sharp blade could almost slit his throat.

Another girl said: "It's okay, just take out the medicine in the third box in the box, go quickly."

The maid agreed, and just as she turned around, the wound on Hu Li's neck burst open, and blood spurted out like a fountain for two feet away.

The maid suddenly felt a wetness on her back, turned her head and immediately splashed blood on her face, screamed suddenly, and fainted.

Hu took a breath for a moment, then covered the wound again, blood gushing out from between his fingers, warm.

dying.

His heart beat uncontrollably, and the blood spattered even more forcefully.He saw the apricot-colored satin curtain hanging on the carriage, which was embroidered with a golden pheasant standing on a strange rock and looking back. His eyes were stained with his bright red blood, making the golden pheasant seem to have really come to life, with extraordinary agility.

It is said that before death, people will recall their life like a revolving lantern.

Those long-forgotten things really appeared vividly before his eyes, and the haggard-faced mother said to him: "You stay here, and mother will buy persimmons for you to eat."

Then she hugged her brother and walked farther and farther, never coming back.He foolishly waited until the sun set and the moon rose, until the next day the sky was bright.

An old man passing by gave him a piece of dried sweet potato and said, "Sin, your mother probably won't come back."

I'm gone and I won't be coming back.

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