Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 32 The Unprecedented Full Moon Wine ([-])

In her previous life, Xu Yaomei used this hemp grass to kill several mistresses who were competing with her without anyone noticing, so that she could stand firmly beside the financial lord.

When Mrs. Xu got the Ma Ma Cao, she experimented with the chicken, and only dared to eat it herself when she knew it was all right.

A small amount of Ma Macao can wake up naturally after a few hours of suspended animation, but if it is taken in excess, it is impossible to wake up.Xu Yaomei took advantage of Mrs. Xu's cooking of hemp and hemp grass, and threw in a lot of it. This amount, let alone Mrs. Xu, could kill even a cow.

Xu Yaomei wanted to make a fake show and kill Mrs. Xu. In order to survive, the old lady had to agree to all the conditions of the Xu family.When Lao Shi loses the money, she will write a report letter to report Lao Shi's murder. At that time, Lao Shi will definitely not be able to escape legal sanctions.

Without Lao Shi's protection, it will be much easier for her to attack Shui Jinglan in the future.

As for what the Xu family would think if Mrs. Xu died, she wasn't worried at all. With money, would the Xu family care whether Mrs. Xu's death was real or fake?In fact, the Xu family really wanted to bury Mrs. Xu alive in the Shui family for money.

When she grows up, she will do the same old trick again, put the dead water in Xu's house, then set fire to the Xu family's family, and leave this poor place with more than 2000 yuan. up?

It's just that she had calculated thousands of times, and she didn't realize that Mrs. Xu was so timid that she only drank a little Ma Ma Cao juice and came back to life.

What a fall short.

Xu Yaomei lowered her eyelids and clenched her fists.

Compared to the miserable and deserted Xu family, the Shui family is very lively.

There was a farce in the Xu family, Lao Shi didn't show it on her face, but she always felt hiccups in her heart, so she worked hard on the dishes with all her strength, thinking that the villagers would eat her food and get her benefits. Say something good, and get rid of today's bad luck.

Originally, he took out half of the pig, but in a fit of anger, Laoshi took out a quarter of the pig that was marinated yesterday.

Country people don't have so many tricks when they have a banquet, they pay attention to hard dishes.

Laoshi directly boiled the pork into a large pot of braised pork with sesame oil, and put potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, beans, lentils and other root vegetables in it.

Potatoes are full of meat, and the oily color is attractive.The sweet potato is full of meat oil, sweet and soft, the corn is full of meat oil, the grains are full and sticky, and the beans and lentils are so delicious that they can be swallowed by the tongue.

When the pots of vegetables were brought to the table one by one in the big washbasin used to wash their faces, the eyes of the villagers were all straightened.

"Oh my god, I have never eaten meat like this in my life. I actually talked about the meat on the basin. Look at the color of the meat. It is really delicious."

"That's not true, Lao Shi is really generous this time." A villager gave a thumbs up with a smile.

"Oh my god, I'm going to drool just smelling it. After eating this meal, I'm willing to die even if I die."

"Come on, where is this going? Laoshi said for a while that there are still chickens. Eleven chickens are exactly eleven tables, one chicken per table, tsk tsk, I haven't eaten chicken for many years, I think I'm hungry even thinking about it."

As the villagers talked, they all joined the ranks of robbing meat and vegetables. Everyone ate so much that their mouths were full of oil, and everyone laughed so much that their mouths reached their ears.

The big pot of meat and vegetables hadn't been finished yet, and fat whole chickens were brought up again. The yellow chicken fat floated in the pot, and the fragrance immediately filled the whole courtyard. Okay, the children screamed anxiously.

In the chicken soup, Lao Shi put a lot of wild mushrooms picked in the mountains, so fresh that even the eyebrows will fall out.

　As I write this, I really miss the pure natural and pollution-free little stupid chicken when I was a child. Oh, woo woo, I envy the one who lives in the countryside now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)