Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 40
The two sisters hugged the short, rua until the kitten struggled to escape.

Under Chen Chuanwang's scolding, the kitten was put down.

After a while, the three of them sat on the ponytail, laughing and talking under the big tree in the village.

At this moment, they seem to have returned to their childhood. They don't have mobile phones, and they are very happy just seeing each other.

When the sun rose again, Chen Chuanwang brought a small sickle. When he came back, he unexpectedly found that the Chinese toon tree that he had planted at home last year had grown quite large and sprouted a lot of buds.

Toon sprouts are similar to coriander and jackfruit. People who like to eat them think they are very delicious. People who don’t like them always think they have an unpleasant taste and are difficult to swallow.

Last year, I didn't pay attention to the wild growth of the Chinese toon tree, so the tree was still very tall, and the leaves could not be touched without tools.

Chen Chuanwang hid the small sickle on a bamboo pole, then raised his head up, selected a target, and pulled it down.

bass!
Green buds, no, if you look at the color, the fresh and tender toon buds are not blue at all, but purple-red.

Purple-red toon buds are falling.

Without Chen Chuanwang's instructions, Wang Yao saw the toon buds floating down, and immediately squatted down to pick them up.

As soon as my sister raised her hand, Wang Zhuo picked up the basket and took Chun Ya.

Toon buds are very small, and if you want to eat a meal, you have to cut a lot.

Half an hour later, Chen Chuanwang put down the scissors, shook his arms, and glanced at the basket Wang Zhuo was holding. It was already covered with one floor. At first glance, it was half full.

Chen Chuanwang stretched out his hand and weighed it twice: "It's almost enough."

When the three returned home, Chen Chuanwang took out a plastic bag, took out half of the toon buds and wrapped them up, and asked his sister and the others to take them home to eat.

For the other half, Chen Chuanwang washed it with clean water first, then boiled a pot of water, put the toon buds in it and scalded them until they all turned green.

"Ayao, break four eggs."

Although a guest, Chen Chuanwang is not polite.

Take out all the toon buds, put them in cold water, put them on the chopping board, and cut them into fine pieces.

After the eggs were beaten and beaten well, Chen Chuanwang put all the toon sprouts into a bowl, and stirred them with chopsticks.

Although there is sesame oil squeezed in the workshop at home, Chen Chuanwang prefers cooking with lard to the strong flavor of sesame oil.

After digging out a spoonful of snow-white lard, Chen Chuanwang spread it on the surface of the pot. After a while, the oil became hot.

While cooking, Chen Chuanwang looked at Wang Yao, who had nothing else to do, and said, "Cut the chicken wings bought today with a flower knife. After this dish is fried, I will make Coca-Cola chicken wings."

Without Wang Yao's reaction, the youngest Wang Zhuo had already run back and forth to bring the chicken wings.

"You take them all, then you cut them."

"I don't want it, brother asked you to cut it."

The two sisters quarreled.

Not long after, Chen Chuanwang ordered all the meals to be ready, four dishes and one soup.

"Go, call grandpa and grandma over."

Asking my sister to call someone, Chen Chuanwang spread the dishes on the table and took out five bowls.

When everyone is seated, lunch begins.

After smelling a lot of cooking fumes, Chen Chuanwang was not hungry for a while, so he first served a bowl of soup to appetize.

Grandpa held the bowl with a smile on his wrinkled face. He said to the two girls, "Eat, you two should eat more, and don't leave anything behind."

"Ah."

"it is good!"

The two sisters responded quickly and laughed.

The sun was shining brightly and the weather was warm. After eating and drinking enough, I felt sleepy.

Watching grandma going to sleep in the room, grandpa riding out to play mahjong, Chen Chuanwang sat under the shade of the orange tree, grinning and asking, "When will Ah Zhuo go back?"

Wang Zhuo went to college in Huai City, where Chen Chuanwang worked before, and the reason why he is at home today is because he came back during the weekend.

"I'll leave tomorrow night, and I should be able to catch the last subway."

"Ah."

The three chatted without saying a word.

After the sun went down a bit, the two younger sisters rode back home.

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Before evening, Chen Chuanwang came to the shore of Nanhu Lake with three little yellow ducks in his pocket.

If it was later, when people in the factory got off work and people in the village rested, there would be more people wandering on the road, so they had to wait until midnight.

Little (pì) (tī) Ah Qi had been waiting for a long time, seeing him swimming around in the lake, he seemed very anxious.

"Aqi."

Chen Chuanwang walked over and made the little monster stand up its tail. He smiled and said, "Your wife, I brought it here for you."

"What nonsense? What wife?!"

Ah Qi stubbornly tugged at his neck: "I'm here for collection, collection!"

"...I understand, I understand." Chen Chuanwang nodded again and again: "You read Chunqiu."

Throwing the little yellow duck into the water, the floating yellow made Ah Qi quack, very excited.

Chen Chuanwang can also understand, after all, he has been looking for the duck of his heart for decades, even if it is not the same, but it can be regarded as exactly the same, and there are two more.

Ah Qi didn't come with bare wings either, he spat out a black stone like a cobblestone from his crop, and from what Ah Qi said, it was a monster stone, swallowing it could brighten eyes and ears, and the golden spear would not fall down.

Chen Chuanwang didn't want it, but who made it the first monster to give him something, full of commemorative value.

Watching Ah Qi take his wives away, Chen Chuanwang already expected that the "idiot" in the mouth of these monsters would become a "scumbag".

Back home, he rinsed the demon stone with clean water. In the end, Ah Qi spit it out, even if there was no saliva, he would still respond.

Even if this thing was given the title of "monster", it was still a stone, and he dared not swallow it.

Putting the stone on the side of the gourd, Chen Chuanwang didn't bother.

At this time, he remembered the steel fork hanging in the yard, wiped his hands, and walked outside.

The snake demon planted overnight, the snake blood that fell all over the ground, and a day and a half of drying, red marks like smoke fell on the steel fork and bamboo poles, like tattoos, which made the steel fork more enchanting.

Chen Chuanwang tried to wash it, but some blood stains were washed off, and more were like engraved on the steel fork.

"This can be regarded as a change of skin."

Chen Chuanwang weighed it, and then put the steel fork into the utility room.

Now everyone pays attention to fishing, and it is rare to insert fish into the water. Unless it is the flood season, the fish are poured into the fields along the water of the South Lake.

At dusk, a cool breeze comes.

On a whim, grandpa brought the small table at home to the yard and wanted to eat outside.

Blowing the wind, drinking wine, and eating two bites when the mouth is greedy, grandpa called it a comfort.

"There is a wall now, otherwise your second master and the others will gather here in a while..."

"Although they were poor at that time, everyone gathered together and talked with the skylight open..."

Chen Chuanwang has an impression of what grandpa said.

In the days when smart phones were not yet popular, and thunder and rain were prone to power outages, at that time, the villagers would visit everywhere after eating and whenever they had time, and then stop in front of a certain house with the whole village .

If it's summer, a few elders will still open their bellies, and the women will fan their palm-leaf fans and chat, feeling uncomfortable.

This kind of situation rarely happens now. It has nothing to do with the popularization of mobile phones and the uninterrupted power supply in the village. It is simply that there are many fewer people in the village.

(End of this chapter)