Chen Feng was nervous and suddenly frightened.

The sphincter can't hold on to the door.

It was then.

A chrysanthemum pressed the locust flowers, and the yellow soup with black sesame seeds was filled with bright shapes of fireworks blooming in the middle of the night.

What a real arrow through the clouds, thousands of troops will meet each other.

If we talk about the highest level of social death, Chen Feng’s mood at this moment is nothing more than this.

Chen Feng's brain buzzed, and he didn't think about anything else. He had only one thought, that is, this embarrassing attitude cannot be seen.

It's time to say it soon.

The real Cao Qiuchen only heard a sound of cannons. As soon as he opened his eyes, an illusion appeared in front of him.

A black shadow as big as a casserole was in the middle of his eyebrows with lightning speed.

A dull sound.

Cao Qiuchen fell to the ground, rolled and slid far away, and finally kept his butt sticking out of the sky, and fainted.

This position is like a head, it is called sticking out your butt and looking at the sky - you have eyes but no beads.

Aren’t people pooping under a locust tree?

Hey, stop talking, it's too smelly.

Chen Feng felt a chill behind him, and he even disliked him. He pinched his nose with one hand and pulled his pants with half of the other hand. He slid his left and right feet and rubbed his left and right feet against Cao Qiuchen. He tilted his head and chin and curled his lips and pointed it at him, pointing his pants up.

Dear masters, Cao Qiuchen hasn't wiped his butt yet.

Chen Feng then wiped his sweat and squatted beside his unconscious boss, seriously scattering.

Cracking and thumping bangs.

Oh ~!

Suit ~!

It’s so exciting to drain all the grains and reincarnation around the unconscious boss. Chen Feng advises you to give it a try.

Just as Chen Feng finished cleaning up, the adobe house under the big locust tree lit up.

Under the shadow of the light, a crack in the door of the vegetable garden that had collapsed halfway through earth walls cracked.

A cautious middle-aged bass, who was questioning, pinched his voice and called out a few words, "Who is setting firecrackers outside in the middle of the night? I have children at home, but they still make people sleep without sleep?"

Chen Feng quietly lowered his body, and did not forget to pat Cao Qiuchen flattened the sticking slap.

The sound of creaking the door panel trembling and grinding teeth sounded.

Using the dim oil lamp, Chen Feng saw a middle-aged woman holding a threshing hand, hiding her body and looking out.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"Mom, I dreamed of eating a mat and setting off firecrackers."

There are two children's voices in a man and a woman. The male voice is still in the voice change period. The male and female voices are hazy. It is obvious that they are sleepy and not full, and they speak with pouting mouths.

"You can eat, you know how to eat. Your father's brain-cutting death said he was going to the horse gang. He hadn't seen anyone for a few months. The money you can ask your Uncle Cao to have a little money is not enough for you two."

"I'll die if my youngest son is still there, I'll starve to death."

"Crying, howling, ah, I'm not dead yet."

"Boss Yan, what are you talking about? Why are you talking back? Is it itchy again?"

"Sister Yan, can you just take off the cat's urine, and try another one?"

The middle-aged woman cursed and said something against her will. She threw the threshing fight in her hands aside, wiped her hands and went to the kitchen to make hot porridge.

After a while, the porridge of rice and red potatoes at the bottom of half a pot was served in a clay pot by a middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was also scolding her while organizing pickles, "Hey, I've fed the pigs, eat them quickly, and I'll be fattened and slaughtered during the Chinese New Year."

"Mom, you can eat too." The girl burst into tears and laughed softly.

"I'll eat a small bowl, and my second sister and my mother eat a big bowl." The male voice during the voice change period suddenly turned into a broken voice.

"Mom wants to eat it and wait until you two little bastards? I ate it when I was hot early, you can eat it." The middle-aged woman swallowed her throat and added impatiently, "What pickles do children eat at home? If they eat too much, their hair will turn yellow. This is what adults eat. I will give it to me, I will eat it."

Chen Feng vaguely saw that there was no pickle, it was clearly the fermented water of wheat bran soaked in wheat bran.

Uncle Cao? Big locust tree? Big son? Younger is the son? Younger is the daughter? Younger is gone? There is no master's family at home?

Chen Feng looked at the unconscious Cao Qiuchen and then at the middle-aged woman in the room who was talking against her will.

If you don’t understand at this point, it’s really confusing.

The guy who died of a brain-cutting and going to the horse gang in the middle-aged woman was designated as a lame uncle No. 5 who had no choice but to run away.

However, what happened to Cao Qiuchen, the cold-faced boss, squatting in the corner in the middle of the night?

Listening to the children's conversation, this family knows Cao Qiuchen and is quite familiar with it.

My son... Uncle No. 5 suddenly appeared in Chen Feng's mind.

Uncle, congratulations, your home has a lot of green area.

No, right... Chen Feng shook his head and expelled this false idea from his mind.

If Cao Qiuchen really came to hook his wife, the middle-aged woman would not have been a thief when she pushed the door open.

What does Cao Poker do?

Chen Feng couldn't think of any reason even if he wanted to break his mind.

I could only argue that the locust tree leaves were comfortable to wipe their butts, and Cao Qiuchen also touched the Feng Shui treasure land to get fat.

Just as Chen Feng was thinking about it here.

Something happened in the house again.

Next to the broken square table with holes, one big or two small, he kept silent and was only concerned about eating.

Isn’t this normal to eat or sleep?

Of course it is normal to drink porridge and eat pickles.

The problem is that after drinking the porridge, the family licked the bowl clean, and began to bite the clay pot, the clay pot, the table, and the clay pot that swallowed the soil.

The eyes that were staring with bloodshot eyes, and the biting force was as fierce as the starving ghost was reincarnated, with blood foam in his mouth.

Chen Feng could not stand it. Not to mention Uncle No. 5's family, even if he was an ordinary family, he could not regard it as not seeing it.

I immediately took two steps at once, rolled up a circle of locust leaves under my feet, and broke into the door in less than half a breath.

The middle-aged woman snatched the ragged man from her mouth and snatched her intestines. The middle-aged woman roared in her throat, her bloody eyes, and her eyes roared at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng couldn't do anything to death, so he could only dodge.

As soon as he could dodge, two and a half-old girl, who had seen her father-killing enemy, jumped up in the air and rushed over with a grin, looking like she wanted to eat people.

How could normal people do this?

As soon as Chen Feng opened his eyes, he saw a little boy floating in the air with black smoke all over his body.

This boy is wearing a red bellyband, a long life lock with a chest, and a tooth grinding stick made of pepper rod on his wrist. Seeing that his baby teeth are not all grown, he looks like he is grinning and smiling. He has just been weaned.

For Chen Feng, who was extremely sensitive to Hun'er, the kid in front of him was an evil ghost.

The evil spirit held three red-headed ropes in his hand, one by one, and tied them around the neck of Uncle No. 5's family.

Chen Feng stretched out his hand and the exquisite scale in the Void Shuttle was immediately in his hand.

The white feathers swirled out, rubbed three times, and broke the red-headed rope.

Kurosawa Shishan gradually rose in the wind, and fell all over the sky with a pressure of pressing the top.

The evil spirit was shaken out of its true form by invisible pressure, and the front chest was pressed against the puffy belly on the back.

Seeing that the evil spirit was about to disappear, the middle-aged woman's ruthless begging came.

"Uncle Cao, please spare my life. This is my poor young man who died."
Chapter completed!