Kiss the wrong wife

In the evening, a light rain fell, pattering on the sycamore leaves outside.

Sister Yu left, and they faced a very serious problem, that is, no one was cooking.No one to cook means no dinner tonight.

The local tyrant said, "You can hit me, but you can't starve me."

So, he went out to buy vegetables and was responsible for cooking.There are teaching materials, Qian Feifan downloaded the menu very responsibly, and asked him to follow the menu.

The local tyrant brandished a spatula and solemnly announced: "Dinner will be served on time at seven o'clock."

Everyone seemed very excited. They had basically seen the dishes on the menu. It was an appetizer.have what?Sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour pork, steamed pork with preserved vegetables, garlic bone, fried fat roast pork with garlic sprouts, and a steamed grouper.

However, after seven o'clock, there were several bowls of rice on the dining table, and in front of each bowl of rice was a pack of mustard and an unopened sausage.

Qian Feifan threw away the sausage, "Is there a need to eat this with so many dishes?"

The local tyrant said very solemnly: "I suggest you not to throw it away."

Qian Feifan was disdainful, "I don't eat dog food, hurry up and serve."

The local tyrant sat at the table and shouted, "Dinner is ready, everyone."

Everyone stared at him in a daze. Others refused to eat. He started by himself first, lowered his head to grill the rice, and then opened the mustard. He ate two mouthfuls of rice with this mustard, and opened the sausage and took two bites, eating with relish.

Qian Feifan couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately went to the kitchen to look for food. The kitchen seemed to have gone through a catastrophe and was full of smoke.In the trash can, a large pile of black things lay there quietly, which were obviously the vegetables bought by the rich today.

"You bastard, you messed up all the dishes?" Qian Feifei came out ferociously and said angrily.

The local tyrant raised his head and swallowed a mouthful of rice, "When you first came here, you could eat a piece of bread to fill your stomach, but now you have rice, pickled mustard and sausage, which is pretty good."

Qian Feifan's face darkened suddenly, what happened back then?At that time, he was used to being hungry. Since he came to live here, he had five dishes, one soup and plain rice every day. He despised the bread and put it in the dirt. Where can it be used for dinner?He smashed his chopsticks at the beginning, "I don't care, I won't eat if there is no food."

"If you want to eat, you can cook it yourself." The local tyrant was angry, "I've been busy all night, and you didn't come to help me, what's wrong with you? Anyway, there is still rice to eat. If you have the guts, don't eat it, cook the noodles yourself .”

"I'd rather eat noodles than pig food like you." Qian Feifei roared twice, and rushed into the kitchen like a whirlwind.After a while, there was a roar from the kitchen, "You two hundred and five, you've run out of oil? What did you fry?"

Lin Lefeng and Jing'er looked at each other, smiled helplessly, lowered their heads to pick up rice, plain rice is fine, what's going on now?Even if there is food, it is not bad.

Qian Feifan came out dejectedly, silently picked up the sausage on the ground, sat back at the dining table, and silently ate the pig food he just mentioned.

Because they were not full, everyone rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find snacks.Jing'er cooked some congee with scallops for Abed, and everyone gathered around like locusts, saying they wanted to eat a bowl, but Jing'er cooked a bowl.

The autumn wind and autumn rain are coming together, the weather is naturally cold, all the glass windows and glass doors in the house have been broken by today's guns, this mansion is like a house with no shelter, and the chilly wind can get in all around.

The weird atmosphere tonight started at nine o'clock in the evening. At first, only Jinger felt it. She sat silently beside Lin Lefeng and watched TV. Both of them wore windbreakers to keep out the cold. Arnold accompanied Abed in the room. , Those bodyguards were also in Abed's house.Qian Feifan and the local tyrant are eating melon seeds. In the words of the local tyrant, although the melon seeds are not very meaty, they have to move their mouths constantly to do the work of swallowing, and the stomach will give instructions to say that they are full.

In fact, everyone was very hungry tonight, because we didn't have enough to eat, so we didn't go to bed.

Slowly, Lin Lefeng and Qian Feifei began to feel strange, and the atmosphere became very strange.The surrounding walls seem to be dripping water, as if the rain outside soaked into the house.

The four looked at each other, and the local tyrant stood up first, "I'll go out and have a look."

Jing'er said indifferently: "Don't look, no matter whether it's a human or a ghost, they can't get in." She has already set up an enchantment, and put the emperor's seal on the enchantment, no matter whether it is a human or a ghost, it is impossible to get close to the enchantment .

"This feeling is very weird, as if we are being watched by many eyes." The local tyrant said unnaturally.

"It's not as if, we are really being watched by many eyes." Jing'er pointed outside, "Wang Qian summoned the lonely ghosts and waited outside to break through the boundary."

The local tyrant's scalp was numb, "Oh my God, I have trypophobia, so how can I go out tonight?"

His voice was very soft, but his question made everyone present very sad.

The local tyrants had to go out, otherwise, they would all be tossed to death by the local tyrants at that moment.

"What should I do?" For the first time, Qian Feifei spoke to Jing'er in a discussing tone.

An evil light flashed in Jing'er's eyes, she looked at Qian Feifei and said, "I can save the eight hundred."

Eight hundred was the price she gave Qian Feifan to deal with Wang Qian, but as long as she kicked out the local tyrant, she could spend the saved 800 yuan on a big meal.

She turned her head to look at the local tyrant, "The local tyrant, are you hungry?"

The local tyrant nodded, "Very hungry."

"I'll have a good meal for you tomorrow." Jing'er said temptingly.

The local tyrant is not stupid, "On the terms, you won't treat me to a meal for no reason."

Jing'er pointed to the countless lonely ghosts outside the barrier, and said, "Go and drive them away, and I'll have a good meal for you tomorrow."

The local tyrant shook his head, "I won't go, I have trypophobia, I won't go."

Jing'er smiled, "Don't worry, all you have to do is yell, and all the lonely ghosts will go away. Even if you close your eyes, it doesn't matter. You are the god of bad luck. As long as you are called by your name, you will be unlucky."

"I'd rather eat plain rice." The local tyrant completely showed his demeanor at this time, "I am a deity anyway, and I will never bow down for a meal."

Lin Lefeng lazily said: "Add a roast duck."

"Deal!" The local tyrant jumped up excitedly, "It's still Feng Shao who knows what I'm thinking, as expected of an old friend for many years."

Qian Feifan looked at him contemptuously, "Where's the character of a fairy?"

"When the time is right, you can cover it up. How can you talk about strength when you're hungry? Really!" The local tyrant clapped his palms and said excitedly, "It's been a long time since I've dealt with so many ghosts."

Wang Qian really came to seek revenge on Jinger with the soul-calling bell in her hand. She stood outside the gate with the soul-calling bell in her hand, and kept trying to rush in, but the gate seemed to be blocked by something invisible. Hit it and got bounced back.

Jing'er stood in front of the broken window and looked at her, suddenly said thoughtfully to the local tyrant: "After you go out, bring that woman in for me."

The local tyrant stood beside her and looked in the direction of her finger, only to see a well-rounded woman holding a bell in her hand, constantly hitting the barrier.

"It's a crazy woman!" The local tyrant was slightly surprised.

"She stole the judge's summoning bell, so all the ghosts must obey her orders. Only you, the atomic bomb, can disperse so many ghosts. Ah." Jing'er said.

The local tyrant patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me, you just wait to treat me to a good meal tomorrow."