eat meat every day

Zou Shaobing is growing gratifyingly.

It is like a lonely seed that suddenly fell into the fertile soil, and nourished by the rain, it grew up like a stick.

And when it grows up, I don’t know if it eats too well, its body becomes round like a ball, and it will lie lazily on weekdays without doing anything, and it will soften into a pool of golden mud, which is similar to what Zou Yi called "shortbread". Exactly.

During the growth of Zou Shaobing, Zou Sausage made troubles from time to time, trying to revive the prestige of his family's favorite, but unfortunately both Zou Yi and Qing Yu watched closely, and the plan was not implemented. Later, in order to completely divert its attention, they set up a bridge. A sleek bitch was brought from the neighbor, and Zou Dachshund circled around the bitch all day long. With her perseverance, half a year later, the bitch gave birth to five cubs, and Zou Yi and Qing Yu were busy distributing the puppies again. cub.

On this day, Zou Yi slipped the family puppy into the pharmacy. Yesterday, a famous doctor said that the new house was changed, it was empty, and he had to raise some living things, even if he couldn’t take care of the nursing home. Talking is also good.

Zou Yi was overjoyed when she heard this, and hurriedly told about her pup, the man didn't shirk, and immediately agreed to accept it, so today he took the pup to the medicine hall.

Zou Sausage's fur is snow-white, his wife's body is black, and her eyes are also black. She is a real black beauty. The children born by the two dogs are masters. Snow white, looks very aura.

My colleague is a bachelor over twenty-five years old. He has been lonely for a long time. When he sees a puppy, he immediately smiles, his eyes are bent into crescent moons. Talking to it, you see it as a child's pet.

The dog was lethargic and fell asleep after a while, and the man maintained this posture, leaving only one hand free to write, his cautious appearance, even Zou Yi also relaxed his movements.

The end of the new year is approaching, and people are excited to buy new year's goods, but they are listless when they are on duty in the house. Seeing that no one is coming, they are dozing off, and those who read the script are reading the script. Lazily, I saw a figure appearing at the door.

Wearing a gray padded jacket, neither thin nor thick, with white cotton sticking out of the cuffs and collar, leaning on a cracked bamboo pole in one hand, making the cross salute with one hand, and carrying a burden of invisible color on his body, and the most attractive What caught people's attention was the forehead that was barren.

Zou Yi's body froze.

He stood up abruptly, and rushed to the monk, the monk just raised his head, the two looked at each other, no one spoke for a while, but the sleepy colleague rubbed his eyes and asked what was wrong, Zou Yi came back to his senses , called tremblingly: "Dongshan."

Dongshan looked at him, his eyes gradually turned red, he stretched out his hand but felt that his palm was dirty, but Zou Yi took the first step and hugged the big man, he sucked his snot, raised his face and smiled and patted him slightly. Pat Dongshan on the shoulder: "Seeing that your body is as strong as before, I feel relieved."

Only then did Dongshan speak, and he just said, "Doctor Zou."

"En." Zou Yi responded, greeted his colleagues, and pulled Dongshan out, "I'll take you to find your senior brother."

However, before he took two steps, he heard a rumbling sound. Zou Yi was stunned for a while, and seeing two blushes on Dongshan's face, he immediately laughed, "I didn't think carefully. Come, I'll take you to eat noodles."

The noodle stall is just around the corner. It is an old stall that has been in business for 30 years. The business is booming. The two of them waited for a quarter of an hour before their turn. Zou Yi ordered pickled bamboo shoot noodles and kidney flower noodles, and sat down next to the boss. There was dense water vapor in front of his eyes. He looked at Dongshan's face through the water vapor. He was a little tanned, but because of the water mist, he looked the same as when we first met, tender and white.

Thinking about this, Zou Yi stretched out her hand and pinched his cheek. After Dongshan for so long, her skin is still so thin, and she was pinched by Zou Yi and her whole body was stiff, but she didn't know how to resist. Withdrawing his hand: "How does it feel to go to Penglai?"

"Okay. The new Kyushu is fine, it's just a different way," and then he described what he saw and heard in detail, and finally came to a conclusion, "Although Kyushu is good, I don't think it has changed anything."

Zou Yi didn't answer immediately, but at this moment, the noodles came out. He picked up a chopstick and bit the kidneys into creaking noises. After eating this bite, he said calmly, "It will change."

Dongshan saw him burying his head in eating the noodles. After a while, noodles with shredded pickled vegetables and bamboo shoots came up. They were noodles in soup. He drank two big mouthfuls of soup to warm his stomach, and then gobbled it up.

Zou Yi had already finished eating at this time, she rested her chin to look at Dongshan's eating: "Do you have any plans when you come back?"

Dongshan swallowed his noodles, chewed his bamboo shoots, and squeezed out a sentence in his busy schedule: "When I went to Penglai, I took three volumes of scriptures and prepared to hand them over to Zhujin Temple to practice in the temple."

Zou Yi was a little dazed, but Dongshan suddenly smiled, and the two balls of white meat trembled following the master's words: "Doctor Zou is right, and I believe it will change, so I have to stay and see."

Zou Yi nodded, seeing that he was holding up the bowl and drank the soup upside down, so she handed him the handkerchief to wipe his mouth: "Don't worry, it's enough, I ordered another bowl of vegetarian three delicacies. "

Dongshan thought he was very hungry, so he was not polite. He ate three bowls of noodles in a row, and then he felt embarrassed. Zou Yi saw through his thoughts at a glance, and smiled immediately: "You are polite to me." What."

After paying some money, he led Dongshan to look for Qingyu at a cooked meat shop.

Dong Shan almost didn't recognize Qing Yu at first sight.

In fact, I don't blame him, it's because Qingyu is so different from before, Qingyu's hair has grown to shoulders, his hair is extraordinarily black, it is so shiny that many girls envy; the usual gray robes have also been changed , wearing a bamboo-green robe with the same name as him; the biggest change is his eyes, which are less hostile, and when you look closely, you can see a bit of elegance.

Of course, this illusion was broken in the next second.

Before Dongshan could speak, Qingyu recognized him first, without any hesitation, Qingyu strode forward, and then slapped him on the chest, almost blacking out his eyes: "You still know how to come back, how about it? Haven't been lied to?"

Dongshan: "..." Sure enough, he is a senior.

He said with difficulty: "Brother..."

After uttering two words, Qing Yu waved her hands again and again: "Don't, I've already returned to vulgarity, the devil wants to be that shit monk, don't call me that."

Dongshan said: "Then why should I call you?"

"Call me Uncle Qing," Qing Yu lazily leaned against the wall behind him, "Boss Qing is fine too, just praise me for whatever you want."

Zou Yi couldn't help but burst out laughing, Dongshan rubbed his cuffs with both hands, blushed, pursed his lips and said, "Qing..."

He wanted to struggle again, but he saw that Qing Yu had raised his eyebrows with displeasure on his face, and he had a weapon bonus, holding a shiny kitchen knife in his hand. Dongshan immediately knew the current affairs as Junjie, closed his eyes and shouted: "Master Qing!"

When she opened her eyes, Qing Yu had already put away the kitchen knife, and they laughed together with Zou Yi, Dongshan touched his nose, feeling a little wronged.

After laughing, Qing Yu reluctantly picked up her stern face, pretended to be a big patriarch, and dragged him into the back room to chat. Zou Yi knew that it had been a long time since they had seen each other, and their seniors had a lot to say, so they left on their own initiative The front room sells cooked meat.

The new year is approaching, and the business in the shop is also busy. Zou Yi is so busy that he doesn't touch the ground. Finally, he had a break to drink tea, when someone outside called him in surprise: "Doctor Zou?!"

Looking around, it was a dark man with a square face, and he looked honest. Zou Yi searched his head, and then asked in a firm tone: "You are?"

"I'm Amon, I used to work in the Yan family."

Seeing that Zou Yi's expression did not change at all, he felt a little disappointed, but that disappointment was washed away by joy in an instant, and he said happily: "It's only a once-in-a-lifetime relationship, and it's normal if Dr. Zou doesn't remember. I want two liang of braised pork, One or two pig ears, please shred the ears."

Zou Yi said hello, and after he gave an order, a helper in the store came to measure and cut the shreds, and Zou Yi handed it over after packing. Amon thanked in a loud voice, and walked away briskly.

After resting for a while, Zou Yizai recalled it carefully in his mind, but he never remembered who he was.

It wasn't long before Qing Yu went out, saying that it was closed early today, and rewarded each of the helpers in the shop with some small money, those people immediately said a series of auspicious words sweetly, Qing Yu waved them away, After tidying up briefly by myself, I closed the shop and led Dongshan to the house.

"Manqian picked up a cat and called it 'Shaobing'. Don't mention it, it looks more and more similar."

"The dachshund is so good at tossing, I gave it a wife, good guy, gave birth to five puppies, our house almost became a kennel, and when I came back, I pulled my trouser legs."

"There is a chicken raised in the yard, and it crows every morning before dawn. It's too annoying. I kill it and make it a chicken—you don't want to eat it? It's up to you. It just happens that there is no one to grab the chicken thigh from me."

"By the way, I planted a cherry tree. You really don't know when to come. If summer comes, you can eat cherries. They are big, juicy and sweet."

……

Zou Yi walked a few steps quickly, tugged at his sleeves, and looked at him with a smile: "After talking so much, why don't you talk?"

Qing Yu took a look at him and felt that he had made a mistake, so she honestly shut her mouth and quickly walked into the room, then directed Dong Shan to the kitchen to chop meat without any mercy, moved a bench by herself and sat on the side, skillfully spitting out melon seeds Skin.

Dongshan naturally worked hard, and when he was sweating profusely, he raised his head and suddenly found something different: "Brother," he said, "it's snowing."

The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands.

Amon gathered his collar a little, and walked quickly into the house.

He pushed the door open with a creak, and saw an old man sitting in front of the stove, with a pot of wine warming on the stove. When the old man saw Amon coming, a smile appeared on his face full of grooves: "Come on, Amon, Come drink to warm up, it's cold outside, right?"

Seeing that he seemed to get up, Amon hurriedly supported him: "Housekeeper Xing, sit down and don't move. When your legs feel better, you dare to get off the ground."

The old man smiled and said: "How many times have I said, the Yan family is long gone, and I am no longer the housekeeper, just call me Uncle Xing."

Amon hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Uncle Xing, sit down, what do you tell me, be careful with your legs, does your leg still hurt today?"

Old man Xing's leg was injured when he fled as a hungry person, and Amon was also beaten. If you take off his clothes, you can see that there are big and small injuries. It can't be done, the bones are sore and itchy when the weather is cold and cloudy. The attack was so severe in the past two days that I couldn't even get out of bed. Today I feel better, and I went down to warm up a pot of wine for Amon.

After hearing this, he thumped his legs and said with a smile, "Okay, very good."

Under the flames of war, there was devastation everywhere, white hair left the baby, and the baby lost both shades, but to survive these gloomy days and see the spring of tomorrow, no matter what, it is very good.

After hearing this, Amon brightened up the oil lamp in the house, then spread out the tightly packed oil paper, and said with a beaming smile, "Uncle Xing, let's eat meat tonight!"

(End of the episode)

The author has something to say: the ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands. ——Li Bai "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"

So here is the official end, the end is not the end, but the beginning.

The new article "Who is not a god?" is expected to meet with you on 10.13, and we will have a date later~