The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Zhao Pangya's complexion changed slightly, she covered her face and touched her nose, and said with a smile: "My good sister, they are all gone, now you can tell me where Young Master Ying has gone."

Yun Mumu also looked at Fatty Zhao with a smile, "Fatty, I really don't know where Ying Liyang has gone."

"Well, sister, tell me where Young Master Ying has gone, and I'll give you mine."

Looking for Fat Ya to smile mysteriously, and then took out a greased paper bag from his pocket.

Opening it in front of Yun Mumu, it was a roasted chicken leg that was already cold.

Yun Mumu: ...

She finally knew why Fatty Zhao was so fat.

Once the sea was too difficult for water, fish-flavored shredded pork with chicken legs.

Fatty Zhao thought that she had taken out her best things, but she couldn't believe that bribery would not work.

"Is it delicious? Do you want to eat it? Just tell me where Young Master Ying has gone?"

Yun Mumu smiled, moved the small stool and went back to her room.

Fatty Zhao shouted at Yun Mumu's gorgeous back with a face full of reluctance: "Sister... sister..."

I was also envious in my heart, if only I could be as good-looking as her.

Yun Mumu entered the room, lay down on the kang and squinted for a while.

******
Tomorrow is the deadline for the old man to be forcibly carried up the mountain.

On this day, many people came to Zhao Ge's house.

However, it was not to appease the old man, but to urge Zhao Ge to send the old man to the barren mountain as soon as possible.

Among them, in addition to the neighbors and folks, there is also a pivotal figure.

That is the village head here, a fat middle-aged man in a gray jacket.

His face was full of impatience, and he urged: "Zhao Ge, what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for your father to turn into a man-eating old monster?"

Zhao Ge looked at the old father sitting cross-legged on the kang with red eyes, and his heart ached.

If you want him to personally send his old father who has raised him for many years to fend for himself in the barren hills, it is better to just give him a knife.

Seeing that Zhao Ge didn't move, he frowned and looked at the old man on the bed again, "Mr. Zhao, are you so ignorant of your children and grandchildren at this age?"

The old man sighed indistinctly, and said leisurely: "Major, please go there yourself, don't worry, I'll pack up and go into the mountains."

Everyone looked at the old man on the bed, and everyone had different thoughts.

Some felt that he shouldn't have lived such an advanced age to take advantage of the longevity of his children and grandchildren.

Some felt that he was pitiful, he was obviously still in good health, and he was able to set up a tea stall to support the family, so he was sent to the deep mountains to die.

But this is the rule of Qingquan Village for hundreds of years, and no one has dared to violate it, so what can we do?

Therefore, the people here not only hope for a long life, but also hope that they will not live so long.

Embarrass yourself, but also embarrass the family.

Zhao Ge's eyes were red, he got up suddenly and held down his old father who was about to get off the kang, "No, Dad, you can't go into the mountain."

The mayor: "Zhao Ge, you are confused. If he doesn't enter the mountain, you and your wife and children will not be well."

"Fuck your mother's fart."

A voice that was extremely vulgar but pleasant like jade beads falling on a plate intervened.

A man squeezed in from behind the crowd. The man stood there with a straight figure like a green pine.

A pair of blue eyes looked at the group of people present, "Ignorance and stupidity."

"You... who are you?" The village chief asked with his eyes wide open.