Celebrating more than two years of peace in the world

Chapter 324 Outside the Restaurant

The wheels rolled over the stones, making a rattling sound.

For the first time, the sound was so harsh and so loud.

It's just that the big man sitting here turned a deaf ear to it, as if he didn't hear it, and continued to eat noodles indifferently.

There are not many noodles, and he eats very slowly.

The carriage reached the middle of the road and stopped slowly at the gate of the restaurant.

The road is too rough, the road is too difficult, and there are dangerous roads not far away. No one wants to miss the opportunity to enjoy a moment of comfort.

Life is like a journey.

On the rough and rough road of life, how many people can find such a resting place?

Even if it is finally found, there is no way to rest. There is always a thick and red whip dipped in chili oil chasing behind everyone.

The eyes of the two monks never left her from the beginning to the end.

The shopkeeper sighed, and before he could continue speaking, a monk had already walked up to the little widow, and said with a low laugh, "Young lady, let the poor monk pay the money for you."

Isn't it a great tragedy when a person wants to deceive himself loudly?

The shopkeeper tilted his head and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

The little widow was a little scared, she lowered her head, her bright eyes blinked, "I...I...I won't eat..."

It is a great tragedy if a person has to say something that makes others listen to it but makes him feel uncomfortable in order to live.

But others saw it.

Even the eyes of the two monks looked straight at the past.

A little girl and four dark-skinned mountain men.

All the brothers brought by the big man saw it.

They picked many things, including herbs, molasses, flowers and fruits, and cotton.

The panting ground almost shook with the sky and the earth.

Her voice buzzed like a little bee, she was tall and well built, but she kept her head down.

The big man looked at the man in black, and the man in black looked at the big man at the same time.

The fat man smiled, "It seems that although the monk's mouth is vegetarian, his eyes are not."

Boss Ma's voice came out, "Okay!"

Boss Ma nodded and returned to the back kitchen.

The mountain man sighed, "If we don't take a break and accidentally fall into the mountain stream, not to mention being buried in the ground, it will be difficult to find your husband's bones..."

A servant-like man in black helped him down, and Boss Ma immediately felt that this man in black was extraordinary. If it was an ordinary person, he would be smashed to pieces by this fat body, turning into a meat paste, screaming in his chest. I can't even take it off my body.

The hillmen breathed a sigh of relief, and the four of them put the coffin in a corner, went to the wine shop to ask for tea, wine and noodles, while the little girl squatted beside the coffin, sobbing softly.

The big man seemed to resonate with his former self.

It's just that the big man has something important to do at this time, otherwise the big man is even willing to carry the coffin and take the poor little widow to Dongyi City, bury her husband, and then take her to his hall, patiently take care of her.

Similarly, they sat in the restaurant and said to Boss Ma, "Hakka, come face to face!"

Everyone couldn't help sniggering.

The fat man took it quickly, wiped his sweat like a little girl powdering her face, and sighed, "I know I must have lost weight recently, and I have lost a lot."

Everyone wants to see it.

Who can rest?

Wait for someone.

He looked at the unique pattern on the Miao knife.

But now, Boss Ma can proudly say to these people, "I once saw a person who was three circles closer to me. His fat cut off was enough to feed our entire village for a year."

What the man in black said was ridiculous, of course he knew it, he said it only because he wanted to live, he needed this fat man to give him a life.

The fat man, dressed in heavy clothes, went to a table to speak, but he did not sit down.

That fat man is also a tragedy.

Only the big man didn't laugh.

Boss Ma used to be called horse fat pig and horse meat ball by people passing by.

The fat man stretched out his white and tender hand, which was covered with jewels and jade, and waved, "Come here."

The man in black came over with a handkerchief.

The voice of this sentence was not low, and the monk could hear it clearly, but they didn't respond at all, as if the fat man couldn't see his own fat, and they couldn't hear the fat man's words.

At this moment, the man in black brought over a stool made of white jade and put it behind him, and the fat man sat down slowly.

This time it was three groups.

The huge and round belly seemed to have been forgotten by him a long time ago, as if it was not on him at all, and the man in black beside him seemed to be invisible.

The man in black said, "You've been busy and tired recently, why aren't you thin?"

The woman looked at the mountain man in front of her, and then at the people around her. It seemed that she didn't dare to disobey her words. Now that she is a weak woman in the mountains, she is even more worried about forcing the other party to commit murder and robbery. The matter came, so he said cowardly, "Okay...then I...wait for you."

Boss Ma also only replied, "Okay!"

Boss Ma came over, but before he could speak, he only heard the fat man say, "You are so fat."

Life is a whip, responsibility, career, family, future, dreams are all whips.

He has done these things countless times, and suffered countless times.

Even if this woman doesn't look at her face, she is considered the best.

The man in black agreed, "Then you must find a way to eat more."

The fat man moved his two legs, which were thicker than an elephant, to the side so that his fat belly would hang down in the middle, and he immediately relaxed a lot. Then he continued, "If you continue to lose weight like this, what will happen."

The four mountain men carried their shoulder poles and walked up with difficulty, while the little girl was dressed as a village woman with a sad face, and the handkerchief was still wiping the tears on her face.

He seemed to feel that the Dukang in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Saying that, he went to get the silver bag in his hand.

Everyone can hear clearly.

The third group is five people.

This suggestion made the fat man suddenly come to his senses, and shouted at the room Boss Ma entered, "Ten more hooves, ten fat chickens, three catties of beef, and a pot of authentic Dukang."

The wine is tasteless, and the food is enough to preserve the fruit.

The little widow said, "I...I don't have any money anymore."

Boss Ma was startled, and laughed awkwardly, "Yes, I'm really fat."

He was a man of the rivers and lakes, and it was enough to eat and drink enough.

There was another voice behind him.

Thinking of this, he shook his head again, "It's inconvenient not to be at home, so I can only eat less."

Ten hooves, ten fat chickens, three catties of beef, plus beef noodles, he can only eat so much, because his appetite has not been very good recently.

Fan Xian.

No matter who saw this voice, they would inevitably feel sorry for her.

What he wants to deceive is not the person sitting here, but himself.

While the little widow was crying, a shopkeeper came to the little widow with two big baskets of flowers and fruits, squatted on the ground, picked up an apple and handed it to her, "Eat one."

What came down was a very fat man.

Boss Ma only replied, "Okay!"

The big man sighed and let go of the miao knife on the table. He raised his wine glass and gestured to the man in black, toasting him a glass of wine.

The mountain man asked in a low voice, "Madam, can you let us rest for a while? Otherwise, the mountain road ahead will be difficult to walk. Take a nap and drink the noodle soup."

The eyes continued to stare unceremoniously.

He was already ready to retreat.

Boss Ma thought he was very fat, but when he saw the man in black who was driving the carriage open the curtain of the carriage and pulled out the fat man inside, he felt that he was very slender.

The woman sobbed, "As a little girl, I am not afraid of walking. You four are as strong as an ox, how can you not walk... No, I will add another three liang of silver, you go! You have to go!"

What he needed was to test Fan Xian's depth, not to kill him, but there was only one thing not to kill him.

The first group were two monks, their bald heads shone with the light of the afternoon, they walked slowly to the booth of the restaurant, clasped their hands together and said to Boss Ma, "Hakka, here are two bowls of noodles."

Who dares to rest?
After the carriage stopped, Boss Ma walked out of the room and saw the people in the carriage.

He turned to look at the shopkeeper, and said slowly, "Excuse me, how much is this apple?"

The second group consisted of porters. There were four of them in total. Each of them carried a large pole on their shoulders. If they were not powerful people, they would only make heavy steps, which was enough to show that their strength was extraordinary. It's not like hiding your strength.

The cry of the little widow is very moving.

All you have to do now is wait.

He took out the portrait from his arms again.

The woman's voice was like the chirping of a bird, tremblingly said, "But...but if I don't enter Dongyi City later, I...my husband will not be able to enter the soil..."

The mountain man sighed, "It's not about money, it's about fate. You'd better do your best, and we'll rest for half an hour, so we can move faster and we'll be there before dark."

The salesman smiled and said, "It's not expensive, it's just one piece."

The monk was puzzled and said, "One? What is one?"

The shopkeeper said, "Head."

His knife actually protruded from the apple, and cut off the monk's head neatly.

(End of this chapter)