Vegetable Husband: I love you so much, I pretend

"Mr. Song, this is it."

"Do you worship the pig god?"

"It's still wrong to offer sacrifices. How can a sacrifice use half a pig's head?"

The camera guy didn't understand, but he was shocked.

Song Yu's mouth was twisted with anger.

He wants to accuse the camera of intruding into his private sphere and violating his privacy.

But as soon as the words came to my lips, I heard the person on the other side say: "I knocked on the door, but you may have been too focused and didn't hear it."

"And our Xianmuotou said when we gave you the keys to the cabin, if you open the door, it means that by default the program team can film." The camera boy.

"I"

"I was sleepwalking just now"

Song Yu faced his scalp and started talking nonsense.

That's right.

He is offering sacrifices.

When he just came back, he found that the pig's head was in a different position than it was in the morning, which frightened him out of his wits.

So he put all the amulets he got from the Taoist temple on the pig.

[? ? ?Sleepwalking and sticking pigs? 】

[? ? ?What did Juju do wrong? You want to treat Juju like this]

[Laughing to death, can you stop making it so outrageous, obviously those spells are so neatly pasted, how can it be posted by a sleepwalking person? 】

[Does anyone think this pig's head looks evil?It looks like a cult. 】

【Upstairs you are not alone】

【I also】

【reported】

【. . . 】

Just as the big cameraman was getting ready to leave work with a face stuck, he noticed that the live broadcast room was dark a second before.

The entire channel has been blocked!

Suspected of feudal superstition.

At once.
The camera brother and the camera said with emotion while collecting things.

"Mr. Song, you can't tell. You did it all at once without saying a word."

Song Yu:? ?

Let him do it!
he.
Song Yu didn't want to talk anymore.

After confirming that the cameraman's camera was turned off, he carried the pig's head outside without further ado, found a place similar to a crossroads at the entrance of the village, drew a circle around it, and burned the pig's head.

Although this pig's head is only half, but he is also a real fat pig.

The head is very large.

Also very thick.

After burning for a long time, it didn't melt, but the skin became dark, but there was a burning smell of barbecue.

Song Yu didn't eat at night, but he didn't dare to eat now.

"Why can't it be burned?" Could it be that Hao Youqian's soul is really parasitic on this pig.

This is not right either.
If so, why did he throw the pig's head out of the refrigerator last night?

Song Yu couldn't figure it out.

"Because something is missing." Someone suddenly spoke behind him, scaring Song Yu so much that he almost jumped into the fire without thinking.

"Who! Who is it!" He looked around vigilantly, not daring to turn his head.

The old man said that when someone calls your name at night, don't turn around casually.

"It doesn't matter who it is. What's important is why you don't add salt when you barbecue? You don't sprinkle cumin and chili either."

Song Yu:? ?

Song Yu lowered his head and glanced at the shadow on the ground.

It’s people who are talking!
Turning around, he met the curious gaze of the photographer brother.

Song Yu: @##￥%
Without the camera, I just want to crawl in the dark. 】【Distorted】The screaming Song Yu stared at him with a dark expression on his face.

"Camera Wang isn't sleeping so late?"

Camera guy: "Don't sleep, the braised pork elbow I ate at night is a bit too much, go out for a walk."

Song Yu:.

The camera guy squatted next to him with his hands on his hands: "You really don't want to add some cumin? Let me tell you, the meat on this mountain is very delicious."

Song Yu squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "I haven't eaten!"

So needless to say, get out of here after get off work! !

The video camera brother nodded: "Oh, you are quite pitiful."

Song Yu:.
It's so pitiful to meet you! !

"All right, all right, let me go, Mr. Song, take it slowly, but I have to remind you. Although there is no one patrolling the village at night, the clinic is cleaned by a special person. You'd better burn it before tomorrow morning. Put away all the rubbish. Otherwise, what the villagers want to do to you, our program team can't control it."

Song Yu sneered: "What can your program crew do?"

A romance! !

love complex!

His wife has run away! !

The photographer brother seemed to be stopped by his question, tilted his head and thought for a while before giving an answer.

"Some can still be managed, such as calling an ambulance for you."

Song Yu:? ? ?
Is this human?

Photography: "Of course, if you don't want us to call an ambulance, something will happen. If you died in our program, it doesn't matter, we will have a funeral."

Song Yu: @##￥%
If he says one more word to him, he will be a dog!real! !
The photographer left, leaving behind two green onions and a handful of peppers that he hadn't eaten that night.

Song Yu looked at the things and hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't dare to give it to the Zhu family.

He just made up some messy supernatural knowledge.

It turns out that there is such a thing as a ghost.
What if he ate the pig's head and got pregnant with a ghost child?
But before the pig's head was burned, his mother called again.

Before his mother could speak, he said first, "Mom, I'm tired, I want to make money, and I want to support my family. Can you stop getting in trouble with me? You ask Second Aunt to take care of you, and I'll pay for it."

"Also, you tell Xiaobao to ask his sister if he has anything to do. His sister is several years older than him. Children's affairs should be resolved by the children themselves."

"Or you can call Xiao Chenchen. If that doesn't work, just buy a new phone card. You can always get through."

When he was watching Ling Bingbing's live broadcast room today, he saw his wife playing with her mobile phone there. She didn't know who she was chatting with, and she smiled very happily.

But if none of them can get through, there is only one reason, that is, they have all been blocked.

He speaks very fast, comparable to a TV news reporter.

Mother Song was immediately confused.

There was no reply for a long time.

Song Yu waited for a while and didn't answer, still a little anxious: "Mom? Are you still there? You're fine and I'll hang up."

Mother Song: "Yes! Don't hang up!"

Song Yu pinched Renzhong and then pinched his temples: "You said, let's not talk about things that can be solved with money."

Song's mother: "Baby, money can't solve this matter."

Song Yu: "Huh?"

Song Yu turned serious.

If money can't solve it, it proves that the matter is indeed serious.

If necessary, he will directly ask for leave and go down the mountain just in time to go home and take a rest.

Song's mother hesitated to speak: "It's just feudal superstition that doesn't matter!"

"Even if you want to believe in something, don't believe in an evil god, there is no one who believes in a pig's head."

"After you believe this, people won't become stupid, right? Mom still expects you to provide for the elderly. If you are stupid, how will you live this day."

Song Yu: "."

do not talk.

He is going to die now.

Song Yu was so angry that he thought so, but the people in Grassland were very happy.

After applying for the route in advance, Ling Bingbing directly parked the plane on the grassland.

It was dark at night on the grassland, but the sky was still bright at seven o'clock.

As soon as they got off the plane, a figure came speeding towards them from a distance. (End of chapter)