Legend of the Cultivation God

Chapter 75 is different

Zhang Xiaohua sorted out the bedding on the donkey, opened his own baggage, took out all the things he wanted to use, and then put the baggage in the small cupboard on the coffin.

Although this 炕 had lived before, then Liu Er just left, but the things are clean up, Liu Er did not leave anything, the provincial Zhang Xiaohua was neglected for others.

After cleaning up everything, Zhang Xiaohua sat on the raft and was waiting to look at the room carefully. At this time, he heard his stomach screaming and thundering. Zhang Xiaohua blushed and looked at Ma Jing. Sure enough, people also went to From this point of view, Ma Jing looked at Zhang Xiaohua and looked at him. He said with a smile: "Little flower brothers, hungry, don't worry, wait a moment, let's go eat."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "Okay."

I had a bit of food in front of the Lushan Villa in the afternoon, and in the afternoon I held a stone lock in the Lotus Escort. I have no entry at all. I don’t think so. I just drank a little water in the house of Tian Chongxi. But I feel very hungry.

Fortunately, in a short time, Ma Jing went down from the raft, picked up the copper basin and washed his hand, and greeted Zhang Xiaohua and said, "Let's go, brother, let's eat."

Zhang Xiaohua was delighted to follow the scene of Ma Jing and walked out of the house.

The dining hall is inside the inner door. There are several inner doors in the horizontal and vertical. Zhang Xiaohua is a little dizzy with Ma Jing. Every yard seems to be the size of the yard where they live. Some people live, some have black lights and bonfires. Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to ask more, just as he walked, and when he was about to get lost, he finally saw Ma Jing stopping and walked into a brightly lit hall.

The dining room was large, unexpectedly large, and how big it was. Zhang Xiaohua couldn’t call it out. He just looked at the table in the rectangular hall with six columns, and there were about a dozen tables in each column. However, it seems that no one is eating at this time, and the entire hall is empty.

Ma Jing entered the hall and went straight to a corner. Zhang Xiaohua looked at the hall and took a few steps. He followed the horse, jokes, so many tables. Who knows where to sit? However, after waiting in the corner, Zhang Xiaohua found himself wrong. The other tables are empty. There are only tableware and meals on the corner table. Where can I sit without sitting here?

Ma Jing had found a position to sit down in front of him. When Zhang Xiaohua was approaching, he found a problem. There were three tables on the front of the house. One of the tables was empty, and the other two tables were full. The person in Tsing Yi’s hat seems to have no extra position. I can’t help but Zhang Xiaohua is somewhat puzzled. Where did the previous Liu Er sit on weekdays?

Ma Jing picked up the tableware and prepared to eat. He saw Zhang Xiaohua standing there and did not move. He looked up and looked up again. He smiled and said, "There is no place, Xiaohua, you sit on the table of no one."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and was preparing for the past. At this time, there was a yin and yang sound: "Is it just a picky eater? I don't look at my virtues, I want to eat a meal?"

Zhang Xiaohua glanced back and looked back. He didn't find out who said it. However, Zhang Xiaohua took a closer look at the empty table and then looked back at Ma Jing's food. I couldn't help but move. There is a difference. First, let’s not say what the meals on the two tables are. Zhang Xiaohua can’t tell the difference, but from the dishes and bowls that hold the meals, you can see the clues. Large, the number of plates is also small, while the number of plates on the other table is obviously more, but the plate is small, of course, the quality of the plate and the bowl is different, but Zhang Xiaohua is not clear.

This time, even if Zhang Xiaohua is stupid, I know that the table is not something he can eat, not to mention Zhang Xiaohua is not stupid, he just did not go out of the country, never seen the world. Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua stopped, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart. What does this mean?

I was about to see, and someone came in. Zhang Xiaohua looked up, but it was the four men who wore hard clothes. They went straight to the empty table, and they ate and drank themselves. At first glance, it was the simple middle-aged man who had just taken Zhang Xiaohua’s shoulder. He looked at Zhang Xiaohua and did not speak, nor did he say that he had eaten in the past.

Just as Zhang Xiaohua’s embarrassing anomaly, I don’t know how to be good, there is a voice ringing behind him: “Zhang Xiaohua? Why don’t you sit down and eat?”

Zhang Xiaohua looked back and it turned out that Tian Zhongxi came over.

Zhang Xiaohua said: "The tables are full and there is no place to sit."

Tian Zhongxi glanced at the two people who were eating at the table and couldn’t help but frown, and immediately smiled: "Oh, yes, you come with me."

Finished, walked past Ma Jing, squatted from the table, pulled out a stool and said to Zhang Xiaohua: "You can sit here." Then, take the shoulders of the people next to Ma Jing and Ma Jing and say, "You two Child, let, make a place."

Ma Jing's hippie smile said: "Xi Ge, this is nowhere, how to vacate?"

Tian Zhongxi gave him a glance and said: "Normally Liu Er is sitting, Zhang Xiaohua is thinner than Liu Er, how can I not sit?"

The other person did not say anything. He moved out and moved, and Ma Jing looked at it. He had to move. Although the place was not big, but for Zhang Xiaohua, it was enough, and Tian Zhongxi went to another table to eat. A person quickly pulled out a stool from under the table, and the person next to him gave up a big empty space.

Zhang Xiaohua sat on the stool and ate a hearty dinner. Not to mention that he had been hungry and screaming, and said that the food on the table made him move his index finger. Our poor little flowers, I have seen such a hearty meal for a while, this dish, I do not know how to do it, it is better than braised pork, what is the meat? It is better than pork belly, and this fish, how is the head so big, where is the body going? And this staple food is also unusually sweet, hey, if the grandmother can eat it, think about it, Zhang Xiaohua eats slowly, then he notices that the people next to him almost stopped the chopsticks, everyone’s eyes They all stopped on his bowl, ridiculed, mocked, disdainful, smiling and gratified, and some whispered: "I knew it was from the country at a glance, I have never seen it."

It is a pity that Zhang Xiaohua seems to have adapted to the eyes of everyone. Since he has the taste of "Qingfeng Mountain", he has eaten himself and ignored the eyes of others. Everyone has seen it, and he is very boring. I didn't pay attention to him, but I still talked while eating. Zhang Xiaohua even noticed that those people looked at the other first-class meal while eating and biting their ears: "All work is the same, why do they eat? First class, can't we?"

However, this has nothing to do with Zhang Xiaohua. It is very beautiful to eat these every day. Who cares what kind of meal? And there are many varieties of things over there, but there is no benefit here.

Eat more, eat well, this is the theme of Zhang Xiaohua in the dining room tonight.

Although Zhang Xiaohua has already let go of her belly, there are still a lot of meals left on the table. Others don’t seem to eat much. Looking at these leftovers, Zhang Xiaohua’s only thought is to give her pigs How good it is.

This thought has been hanging in my heart until he returns to the house with everyone.

Back to the house, Ma Jing and Zhang Xiaohua each drank a glass of water and returned to their own shackles. The horse was still holding his stinky ankle with his hand. Zhang Xiaohua looked at it and couldn’t help but think about it. Can the foot of the scene be a day to be given to someone else? I am so good now~

It’s just that the smell in the house is getting more and more unpleasant. Zhang Xiaohua didn’t even think about it. It’s because of this that Liu’s death was only due to his death. At this time, he really wanted to let Liu Er come back. He moved to another house. He didn't want to leave Liuxi Villa if he came back.

Finally, Zhang Xiaohua, who couldn’t stand it, got up and walked to the window, opened the window, and then, looking at the night outside, took a deep breath and asked Ma Jing without a trace: "Marco, when I was eating. How come there are two kinds of meals? Can you tell me?"

Ma Jing took the finger away from the nose and said, "Small flowers, I saw it very clearly. I am very motivated. If I don’t know what to ask, I can still improve. Then I will not. Hiding it, let me talk to you."

After that, the eyes crossed the window, the more overnight, and the time and space, it seems to have returned to the past. Ma Jing’s deep voice was remembered in Zhang Xiaohua’s ear: “A long time ago...”

Zhang Xiaohua glanced, asked: "A long time ago?"

Ma Jing said with a voice: "Yes, before the New Year."

"Dangdang" interrupted Ma Jing's memories. Ma Jing looked at Zhang Xiaohua who fell. He thought: "Returning the child, the posture of falling is handsome. It is really a matter of gathering. Only he is qualified to follow me. Stay in a house." Then he asked: "What happened?"

"Oh, nothing, it was stumped by your thoughts through time and space." Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile.

Ma Jing went on to say: "Before the year, the Xiaoxi Villa was responsible for the medicine field. It was the little sister of our mountain village. Although it was very bitter, it was not a first-class meal, but everyone was very happy and enjoyed a peaceful and harmonious life. However, since the beginning of the year, it seems to start from the first month of the 18th, and opened a few medicine fields on the side of Zhuangzi Yaotian. Do you know what medicine?"

Zhang Xiaohua suddenly said: "I don't know."

Ma Jing said: "Guess what?"

Zhang Xiaohua said with a sigh: "I really don't know, I haven't planted herbs, I haven't seen herbs, how can I guess?"

“Yeah.” The horse sight nodded and said, “I guess you can’t guess.”

"That, what is the medicine?" Zhang Xiaohua asked eagerly.

Ma Jing said slowly: "I don't know this."

"Dangdang", Zhang Xiaohua fell to the ground, Ma Jing is a burst of praise: "Good posture."