Bailuyuan, I am Bai Xiaowen

Chapter 13 Storytelling

Vegetables are eaten as soon as they are eaten, and they are not worth the money.

But this meat is worth a lot.

The two brothers Hei Wa and Lu Zhaopeng were too embarrassed to do anything. They felt that the meat was too expensive and they could not eat it for free.

"Eat it all, it should be cooked by now."

Bai Xiaowen greeted them to start eating.

This age is the most greedy time.

No one can stand it.

Immediately started to move.

Hei Wa was still embarrassed, but he wasn't eating alone, everyone was eating, and this feeling of embarrassment was suppressed.

Had a bite of the roast.

The aroma is strong and the taste is delicious.

Especially the baked golden skin is even more delicious in the world.

Not to mention Bailu Village, which is poor and lacking in supplies, even modern people who can afford meat in future generations also like this barbecue.

Hei Wa took a bite.

I froze for a moment.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling, his whole soul was shaking, he had never eaten such a delicious thing.

Heiwa rarely eats meat.This barbecue stimulated him even more.

Brother Lu Zhaopeng is better. Their family conditions are good, and they often eat meat.

But I have never tried it this way.

Several people are talking loudly, delicious.

Never had anything so delicious.

After all, it was my first time to eat it, and it felt particularly good the first time.Bai Xiaowen can understand this feeling.

He thought of himself in later generations. When he ate instant noodles for the first time, he always felt that they were delicious in the world. When he grew up, he ate them more often, and the instant noodles were even hard to swallow.And those spicy strips, I licked the packaging clean when I was a kid.

Bai Xiaowen can completely understand how they feel now, just like when he ate spicy strips for the first time.The excitement will be greater.

The first time was a wonderful experience, the most exciting.If you do it more often, you will gradually become indifferent and you will never be able to find that exciting feeling again.

The whole process lasted almost two hours.

One by one, all are tidied up.

They all eat with a mouth full of oil.

Bai Xiaowen also specially explained to them, "When everyone goes home, don't say we are out to eat meat, just say that we will come out to play together."

It's better not to let the family know, so as to save trouble.

They admire Bai Xiaowen so much now.

This is a full two catties of pork.

Who else can do this.

I experienced the feeling of eating meat once in a while.

Especially Hei Wa, who kind of regards Bai Xiaowen as an idol.

In school.

Hei Wa was criticized and beaten by Xu Xiucai.

But Bai Xiaowen was different, he was praised by Xu Xiucai.

The contrast is too strong.

Heiwa can't read well, although she can't read well, she admires those who can read.In his opinion, reading is much more difficult than doing farm work.

The key is that Bai Xiaowen's work is no worse than him.

Just today, Bai Xiaowen helped him work very quickly.Being faster than himself made him feel like nothing could compare to him.

What he didn't know was that his work seemed easy and fast only because of his spatial ability.

Coupled with the current barbecue, Hei Wa admired Bai Xiaowen even more.

Just pure admiration.

Several people went back home.

Now Heiwa is very happy to play with Bai Xiaowen.

There is even a feeling that I can learn a lot of knowledge.

It's better than listening to Mr. Xu's class in the school.

Especially the stories Bai Xiaowen told made him unable to extricate himself.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowu, Heiwa, where are you going? Where does the smell of meat come from?"

Bai Xing'er sniffed it closer, and immediately concluded that they must have eaten meat.

"Why don't you say that the patriarch's family is rich and their life is good, and they eat meat every day."

Very envious.

There is no one in Bailu Village who can eat meat like this without festivals.

"Come, come, all come here. Xiaowen, play for money."

He was about to roll the dice again, thinking of teaching the patriarch's son badly.

Bai Xiaowen ignored him.

There's no point in gambling with them.

At most, I can win one or two yuan, and I won’t be short of the money.

And being known by his father, he must be served with a whip.

"Okay, then no gambling, your uncle Bai Xing'er will tell you stories."

Nowadays, people have nothing to do, just finish their farm work, a bunch of people gather under a big tree, or gather around in an open space to chat nonsense, and tell stories that have no brains and no source.

Talk about country people's filial piety, gossip, and gossip.

This time Bai Xing'er was more aggressive and told them a ghost story.

Hei Wa is fine, but Bai Xiaowu is very scared.

Different age groups have different acceptance abilities.

"Brother Hei Wa, you take Xiao Wu back first."

Half a year ago, the three of them became sworn sworn friends in front of Bai Jiaxuan.

Heiwa Lu Zhaoqian is Bai Xiaowen's adopted brother.

Bai Xiaowen: "Uncle Bai Xing'er, Uncle Lao Ba, and Uncle Shitou, let me tell you a story. In Yuanshang, a village dozens of miles away from our village.

In a toilet, a man was hanged for a whole night.The person was removed the next day, but since that day, there would be some quiet and plaintive crying in the toilet every day."

Bai Xiaowen told them a horror story about a pair of embroidered shoes in later generations.

It's much scarier than the stories told by Bai Xing'er and others.

Bai Xing'er and the others were afraid, but they also wanted to hear it, which was very contradictory.

When Bai Xiaowen finished speaking, everyone's back felt cold.

Bai Xiaowen's speech was full of emotion.

I have experience, because I often tell stories to Hei Wa and the others.

Now I'm good at telling horror stories, and I'm even a little scared myself.

However, as a human being in two lifetimes, his psychological quality is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Bai Xiaowen: "Uncle Bai Xing'er, let me tell you another one. A few people were playing psychic games, singing songs that no one could understand, strangled the mother who was cooking, and then He committed suicide by stabbing a knife through his chest. The other fell ill and sang the creepy Qin opera, or just stared out the window in a daze."

He told them a story about a beautiful old corpse in a mountain village.

After finishing speaking, Bai Xing'er only felt a chill down his back.

The two horror stories that Bai Xiaowen told were much more powerful than what he just told.

lifelike.

Especially when told through a child it was even more frightening.

"Xiaowen, is what you said true or false?"

Bai Xiaowen: "Uncle Bai Xing'er, old eighth uncle, I heard this too. I don't know if it's true or not. Where there is no wind, there are no waves."

They frighten children, and frighten them themselves.

The effect is there.

All three looked a little scared.

Mainly because this is the first time I heard such a story.

People today are still skeptical about gods and ghosts.

In this day and age, science is not popular yet.

Many people believe in God even though they have never seen him.

By this time the night had begun.

Bai Xiaowen left.

By night.

The night wind blew slightly.

Bai Xing'er was getting ready to go to the toilet.

In the end, I thought of the story of Bai Xiaowen, the woman hanged in the toilet, the wind was still blowing, the sound was frightening, and I didn't dare to go there.

(End of this chapter)