Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 274 "Death: Weird Town (5)"

"Children, don't be dazed, eat some chicken, this is the best treat for us country people, don't dislike it—" Aunt Li persuaded them with a smile when she saw that they were only eating vegetables. Her enthusiastic smiling face was extraordinarily kind, causing An Jia and the others to gnaw a small piece of chicken in embarrassment.

On the clean and refreshing wooden table was a plate of small bean sprouts, a plate of scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, a crock pot of rich and fragrant chicken soup, and a pot full of chicken. Aunt Li and his wife were reluctant to eat, so they hurriedly pushed the crock pot in front of Zhou Meng. "Xiao Zhou, seeing how thin you are, eat more meat."

She simply ate two mouthfuls of rice, picked up a chopstick of small bean sprouts, put down the chopsticks, and waited quietly.

Zhou Meng didn't move the piece of chicken breast piled up in her bowl, she lazily raised her eyelids, and said uninterestedly: "Aunt Li, I'm allergic to chicken, I'm sorry."

"Ah—then, how many more dishes will Auntie cook for you?" Aunt Li was humiliated, but surprisingly, she didn't care at all, and was still full of enthusiasm, "Xiao Zhou, what Auntie will cook for you?" How about frying a small fish?"

Zhou Meng wanted to say something else, but was robbed by Shaoyang. He was very polite, "Aunt Li, Uncle Li, we have already bothered you very much. Besides, these meals are really rich, and you don't need to go to the kitchen to cook."

"Yes, Aunt Li, you can sit down and eat at ease." An Jia smiled obediently, and generously pulled Aunt Li back to her seat, "Mengmeng is really allergic to chicken, and she likes to eat more vegetables .”

Zhou Meng pouted secretly, but still nodded.

Uncle Li drank the wine, his vicissitudes of face flushed red, his eyes blurred, "Hehe, this is the first time we've heard that someone is allergic to chicken."

Aunt Li pinched him and gave Uncle Li a reproachful look.

"Why are you pinching me?" Uncle Li, who was a little drunk, said aggrievedly: "I'm not wrong, I'm not spoiled...I think back then, I just married a wife, and there was an accident in this place that my ancestors didn't experience. We have mountains and rivers here, so we won’t starve to death. I heard that many people died in the land of Handong!”

Everyone listened carefully, Uncle Li took a sip of wine, enjoying the eyes of everyone looking at him, "...Handong Province can hardly survive, selling children and selling daughters, I heard that some people even put grass on the house They are all boiled and eaten... Sigh, it's too bad, there are still people who come to Jinxiu Town to flee the famine, I once saw them from a distance, hey, all of them, really only the bones can be seen... You little children have never suffered , If you have suffered through that kind of suffering, why would you care about allergies or not? If you have meat to eat, you really can't get it in exchange for being a god!" He shook his head, his eyes were full of drunkenness.

An Jia and the others were surprised. After the establishment of New China, there was a nationwide catastrophe. Uncle Li was only 20 years old, and he got married when he was around 90 years old. Such a serious disaster really happened in the [-]s and [-]s of last century. Famine?
Zhou Meng's heart skipped a beat, she looked at Aunt Li's face calmly, her face was calm, Zhou Meng couldn't read any useful information from her expression.

On the other hand, Uncle Li, the news that he inadvertently revealed may be the truth...

"Uncle Li, are there any famous buildings in Jinxiu Town?" An Jia let go of her doubts and turned to ask about the buildings. She wanted to take more pictures of the town, not only to satisfy her artistic girl's heart , is also a commemoration.

There was a line in her mind that was about to be deduced, but it was a pity that she was interrupted by An Jia's question. She let out a foul breath, glanced at An Jia with complicated eyes, lowered her eyelashes, and remained silent.

Uncle Li was in high spirits, and it was rare for anyone to cheer him on. He was eloquent, "If you want to talk about our Jinxiu Town, it can be traced back to the Dazhao Dynasty. The female celebrities in Jinxiu Town are the most famous, and the name of 'Shuxiu Jinxiu' spread all over the country back then. ..."

The food was ignored, and Zhou Meng also held her chin, listening with great interest to Uncle Li's introduction of the origin of Jinxiu Town.

It turns out that the relationship between Jinxiu Town and embroidery is so great...

"Uncle Li, Jinxiu Town is so famous, why don't we see the embroidery in Jinxiu Town on weekdays?" An Jia was like a good baby, and she dared to ask questions.

Now even An Jia, who was the least good at observing words and expressions, could see the rigidity of the atmosphere. Needless to say, Uncle Li, even Aunt Li's eyes darkened.

The atmosphere was stiff.

Shen Yi smoothed things over, "An Jia, didn't you say you were tired? Aunt Li, Uncle Li, An Jia wants to rest, look—"

After Shen Yi finished speaking, the atmosphere immediately relaxed, as if the embarrassment just now had never happened.

Kind of weird.

Zhou Meng was secretly vigilant.

Aunt Li was enthusiastic as usual, she ignored the dishes on the table, wiped her hands, and beckoned to An Jia, "Xiao An, my aunt will take you there."

"okay."

Zhou Meng was worried, she followed up cheekily, "I want to rest too! An Jia, let's go together."

When she reached the door, she turned her head abruptly, "You two handsome guys, I'll trouble you to clean up the dishes on the table."

Uncle Li fell asleep on the chair, and the remaining two men looked at each other.

"Hey, I'm calling you."

"No, she was talking about two handsome guys." Shen Yi raised her eyebrows.

"Grass—" Shaoyang couldn't help but swear, "I know this young lady is uneasy and kind!"

Zhou Meng and the others came to the eastmost room of the blue-tiled room. The room was a bit stuffy and damp, but Aunt Li cleaned it up very cleanly. There was a mahogany cabinet with some peeling paint, and a big straw mat bed, blue-gray. The walls make the room look empty.

Aunt Li opened the window, the moonlight streamed in, sprinkled a piece of silver ash, the old locust tree outside the window was lush, and the wind blew through the leaves rustling.

Locust tree?Facing the window?

The idea of ​​"the locust tree belongs to the ghost tree" flashed in Zhou Meng's mind inexplicably, and when she looked at the old locust tree outside the window, she couldn't help shivering.

"Xiao Zhou? Is it cold?" Aunt Li took out two layers of mattresses from the cabinet and tidied them up neatly. When she turned her head, she saw Zhou Meng shivering.

Zhou Meng nodded indiscriminately.

For some reason, she wanted to test Aunt Li.

Eyeballs rolled, "Aunt Li, the pagoda tree in your house is really lush."

Aunt Li laughed, "That's what Bao'er's grandfather planted when he was young—"

In the next instant, Aunt Li's expression changed.

A look of pain flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Meng was thoughtful, Bao'er?It seems that Aunt Li is a person with a story...

"Oh, my broken head, when it comes to locust trees, I think of folklore..."

An Jia put down her backpack, and leaned over curiously, "What folklore? Mengmeng, tell me quickly, don't make people hungry!"

The corners of Zhou Meng's mouth twitched slightly, "I don't know if my aunt has heard of it? Is the locust tree one of the folk ghost trees?"

An Jia opened her mouth in surprise.

(End of this chapter)