cannibal chief to fast

The patriarch found that he was becoming more and more reluctant to eat Xiao Furong.

He thought it was impossible, very bad, it was simply absurd.How can a cannibal not be willing to eat people?The benevolence of a woman is not to be desired.

Now, this trend is growing day by day. This is a sign of soft-heartedness. It must be stopped in time, otherwise something serious will happen.

As the commander-in-chief of the cannibals, if he is always so soft-hearted, and every prey is let go because of a momentary intolerance, how can he take the lead in the clan?How can their tribe develop and prosper?

Love is crooked, eating talent is the right way.You can't be blind and go astray, and you can't get out of the abyss.

In order to curb this bad idea, the patriarch asked the old counselor to buy a lot of recipes back, trying to use various exquisite cooking techniques to motivate himself to kill the little lotus as soon as possible.

Panting, the old counselor sent a large sack of books to the patriarch's house.

"Classic Cuisine 3600", "Soup, Porridge, Diet Nourishing Encyclopedia", "Cute Wife God of Cooking", "Oven-made Delicacy", "The Home-cooked Dishes You Tried in Those Years", "Chinese Little Master"...

The old strategist collected all the books about cooking, moved them back and piled them up in front of the patriarch, forming a towering mountain in the center of the living room.

The old counselor was so tired that his waist was broken: orz...

"Thank you for your hard work, please be rewarded," the patriarch sent a very important WeChat red envelope to the old counselor.

The old counselor laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and said dog-leggedly: "Loyalty is the main thing, it is the duty of this old man. Only after death!"

Then happily click "Receive red envelopes"...

Little Furong was reading a book in the room, when he heard the noise, he poked his head out of the room curiously, and saw a white-haired old man paralyzed on the sofa in the living room panting.

Little Furong was surprised and said, "Eh? Is there a guest at home?"

He happily approached the old counselor, and greeted him very politely: ????? "Hello!"

Seeing Little Furong, the old counselor was taken aback, and blurted out: "Ah? Why aren't you dead yet?"

Hearing this, the patriarch silently poured the water that was intended to quench the old counselor's thirst into the flower pot.

"You know me?" Little Furong's eyes lit up, and she sat down next to the old counselor, "Grandpa, do we know each other?"

"Uh..." The old counselor didn't know how to answer, he thought to himself: The old man and the patriarch stole you back together, don't you know?

Little Furong was very happy to see the new face, and said to him, "Yes, I woke up! Thanks to my brother who has taken care of me for so many years, I can wake up~"

When the old counselor saw it, he knew that this was a foolish boy who would count the money after being sold, and looked at this thoughtless young man with sympathy.

Little Furong: (*^—^*) Lucky as I am!

The old strategist: [The subway old man looks at his phone.jpg]

Silently, the old counselor cast another meaningful look at the patriarch: Why do you support this fool?It costs food.

Patriarch: (?^?メ)[Death Stare.jpg]

The old counselor: "..." This baby is so scared.

"Brother, who is this old grandpa?" Little Furong innocently turned her head to ask the patriarch, "Is he your father?"

The old counselor next to him who is happy to be a father is dripping with cold sweat, no, no, no, the boss is my father.

The old counselor timidly looked at the patriarch's face, and corrected Little Furong, "No, no, your brother and I are, yes..."

"It's a friend, an acquaintance of Wangnian," the patriarch gently rubbed Little Furong's head.

Little Furong came to a sudden: (°◇°) Oh~ Got it!

My brother's friend is also my brother?Little Furong yelled sweetly to the old counselor, "Hello, brother~"

The old counselor who was over seventy years old burst into tears: (/TДT)/ It's been a long time, no one has called me brother for a long time.

The patriarch was a little annoyed, pinched the flesh on Little Furong's face, and warned, "Don't call other people's elder brother indiscriminately, only I am your elder brother."

Little Furong was confused: "...ah? Why?"

The patriarch's aura was [-] meters, and he ordered in a tone that could not be refuted: "There is no reason, if I don't say it, I won't. Do you hear me?"

"Oh..." Little Furong nodded obediently, "I see."

In any case, you are right to listen to your brother.

The old counselor at the side saw that these two people looked a bit small, and smelled a faint sour smell.

As soon as he is old, he will be forced to eat dog food by the youngsters.The misery is still the misery of the elderly, with no human rights at all.

The old strategist: [The subway old man looks at his phone.jpg]

After a short nap, the old counselor pulled the patriarch to the balcony, and the two of them were discussing important matters seriously, puffing on their cigarettes.

The old counselor said anxiously: "Patriarch, don't you want to eat this man? Why haven't you done it until now?"

"I don't have any appetite for the time being," the patriarch felt guilty, his eyes wandering, "I'm thinking... I will eat when I have an appetite."

The old counselor has gone through the vicissitudes of the world and has seen countless people. Seeing the hesitation of the patriarch, his heart is like a mirror: (′︿`) There is something tricky!

With eagle-like sharp eyes narrowed, the old counselor stroked his non-existent beard, "Patriarch, I watched you grow up, what's on your mind, how can you hide it from me?"

The patriarch's heart skipped a beat.

The old strategist tentatively said: "Could it be because you kept that 'Bed No. [-]' alive until now—"

"Nonsense!" The head of the patriarch turned pale with fright, fearing that the old virgin's mind would be seen through, and his majesty would be lost, he quickly waved his hand and denied: "How could I—"

The old counselor said firmly: "You must want to make him fatter before eating."

Patriarch: "..." Wu fuck said.

I almost thought that I couldn't hide my little thoughts. The patriarch was so frightened by the old counselor's gasping words that he was drenched in cold sweat. Fortunately, the other party was old and his mind had degenerated...

Patriarch: (-_-&) Nima made a false alarm.

He took a deep breath on his cigarette, and sprayed the old counselor's face depressedly.

The old strategist didn't pay back the money this month. In order to receive the reward, he actively shared his worries with the Lord: "Patriarch, do you want me to buy some pig feed for you? The one that will explode if people eat it. Feed that one." No. Bed' eats for two days, I'm sure he'll be as strong as a porcupine!"

"........."

The patriarch kicked the old counselor out of the house with a jio.

The author says:

Veteran Adviser: Looking forward to retirement every day...