While the big-assed woman was talking, she kept chewing the minced meat in her mouth, chewing, chewing, chewing, and her peach-blossom eyes were so satisfied that they seemed to be dripping with water.

Not to mention how exciting it is.

Eat the marrow to know the taste.

Your mouth is filled with the fragrant smell of minced meat.

Old Taoist priest: "?"

Guard Li: "?"

Yuyouzi: "?"

Sharpening the sword in a daze.

Song Fangping seemed to feel that his self-esteem as a man had been stabbed in a sore spot, and he cursed anxiously: "You have eaten up all the food in the house by you, a prodigal woman who only eats but does not work. Why don't you go to the village butcher shop?"

Get some more meat. I just slaughtered a few new pigs today, and got more fresh pig head meat and pig ears for the banquet. It’s rare to have guests at home today. I’ll entertain a few Taoist priests and gentlemen tonight. I won’t get drunk.

sleep."

Song Fangping's big-assed wife complained: "The family has no money left, so where can I get meat?"

Song Fangping scolded: "You're a prodigal woman who only knows how to eat all day long. No matter how hard I work, I can't feed your two mouths together."

"First go to the butcher's shop and get credit. If you don't get the credit back, I'll use you, a prodigal woman, to pay off the debt."

Jin An: "!"

Old Taoist priest, Li Huwei, Yu Youzi: "!"

Sharpening the sword, he remained silent and in a daze.

In Jin'an, the old Taoist priests and others quickly dissuaded Song Fangping and his wife. There was no need to entertain them. They had their own dry food, so they only needed to eat dry food.

However, hospitality was hard to resist. Song Fangping was very stubborn and hospitable. He insisted on inviting Jin An and the others to have a meal at home, and almost rushed his wife to the butcher shop.

Seeing his mother-in-law twisting her plump waist and leaving, Song Fangping swallowed agitatedly, then smiled plainly at the Jin'an people and said: "Taoist priests, sir, come on, come on, come in quickly,

Don't continue to stand in the yard, come inside and have a sip of hot tea."

Song Fangping was hospitable and greeted us at the front.

I don’t know if it’s Jin An’s illusion.

Jin An felt that Song Fangping was like a tortoise, wearing a big green hat and smiling humbly.

Song Fangping's daughter-in-law went to the butcher's shop to get meat. It took about half an hour, and the sky was dark from dusk to sunset before she came back.

Logically speaking, Taoyuan Village is not big and it will not take so long.

Perhaps Song Fangping's daughter-in-law happened to meet an acquaintance on the roadside and chatted about hair styles, and she was so selfless for a while that she forgot the time to go home to cook?

When Song Fangping's wife came back, she already had a pig's head in her hand.

That pig head is very fresh.

White skin and tender meat.

Staring with a pair of unblinking eyes.

At first glance, it looked like it had been freshly slaughtered.

But when Mrs. Song Fangping entered the house, she saw that her husband was the only one sitting in the room. The foreigners were not there. So she asked her man where the Taoist priests and gentlemen had gone. Song Fangping scolded his wife.

He was really good at chattering, and he kept chattering for half an hour as soon as he left. He said that several Taoist priests and gentlemen were too tired from the long journey and could not wait for dinner, so they went back to the house to sleep.

Song Fangping: "After the food is ready, I will call some Taoist priests and gentlemen to come out for dinner."

Afterwards, the sound of cooking pots and pans came from the kitchen, and Song Fangping's wife was busy in the kitchen. Not long after, the aroma of minced meat began to waft out of the kitchen.

There are steamed ones.

There are stir-fried ones.

There is soup.

The aroma is overflowing.

With the help of Song Fangping, a table of delicious, delicious and delicious food was served on the wooden table. The food was steaming hot and the room was filled with the aroma of meat.

By this time, the sky had turned completely dark.

After setting up the dishes, Song Fangping started to call Jin An and the others to come out for dinner.

But after knocking on the door for a while, there was still no movement in the room. Song Fangping bent down, quietly pressed against the door, and looked into the room along the crack of the door. It was pitch black inside, with no lights on, and nothing could be seen.

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After knocking on the door for a while, but no one opened the door, Song Fangping turned around and left. Not long after, the creepy sounds of chewing meat and gnawing bones began to be heard in this damp, musty house.

Jin An, who had been standing close to the inner door, listened to Song Fanping's footsteps leaving, and then the sound of a couple eating meat came from another room. After there was no danger outside the door for the time being, he sat down again.

He returned to sit down with the four old Taoist priests who were also awake, and began to discuss the next countermeasures.

Although they escaped this meal.

But there is no way to avoid the next meal.

If the story of Headless Village is true, there will be a more lively village banquet waiting for them in the evening.
Chapter completed!