Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Wang Ping’an just evaded his father and didn’t run far. He sat at the door of the yard for a while, and the big yellow dog sparrow leaned over, lying at his feet, humming, like coquetry.

The wound on his body was miraculously healed yesterday, leaving only a faint mark. This speed of recovery made Wang Ping frown.

“You didn’t drink the Shennong mineral water, and you didn’t eat the Vajra Body Dan, you ate a few more pieces of watermelon skin, and your recovery ability became so powerful?”

“When spraying Shennong mineral water, the spirit of the fairy on the watermelon skin is the strongest? Let you get cheap? According to this, is it not that the skin nutrition is more powerful than the flesh?”

“Uh … shall I try the taste of melon skin?”

While Wang Ping’s thoughts were cranky, Wang Tiantian, a child next door, hugged a little white rabbit and ran up and down.

“Uncle, I smell the meat of your house. I will use this little white rabbit to exchange pork with you, OK?”

“Will it be better to kill it and eat meat directly?”

“You are not allowed to kill my bunny, it’s so cute, how can you be willing?”

“If you don’t kill it, you won’t give you pork!”

“You are a big bad guy!” Wang Tiantian was crying very sad, and put the little white rabbit into Wang Ping’s arms, and ran home with tears in her eyes.

Wang Ping’an has some guilt, so teasing the child is so bad that it must be reviewed.

A short time later, he saw Wang Tiantian holding a small bowl and chopsticks, and ran up and down without looking at Wang Ping’an. He ran away from him and rushed into his yard.

“Grandma Su, I’m going to eat meat, and I’ll change it with a bunny. The bunny is with Uncle Ping’an.”

Wang Tiantian’s voice, delicate and lovely, provokes pity, and is utterly confused.

“Oh, my grandson and grandson, wanting to eat meat is not a one-line matter, how can you use a little bunny to change? This is out of the pot, just wait a minute.”

In the kitchen, teacher Su’s amiable laugh came and thought the child was fun.

“Uncle Stink, Bad Uncle, always lie to me, not a good boy.” Wang Tiantian’s resentful voice sounded behind Wang Ping’an.

“Oh, who said I was bad? Believe it or not, I will kill the rabbit now and eat meat?” Wang Ping’an turned around and made a vicious expression.

“No, you return me Bunny.” Wang Tiantian rushed over and made a desperate gesture.

Suddenly Wang Ping fell to the ground, and the little rabbit ran away, bouncing and jumping directly into the yard.

At first glance, the big yellow dog swallowed the little bunny that invaded his territory, and made a whine before eating.

“Release my Bunny!” Wang Tiantian got up and rushed towards the big yellow dog, still a desperate gesture.

“Sparrow, don’t make trouble, spit it out quickly.” Wang Ping’an was afraid that the big yellow dog really ate the rabbit, his voice ordered seriously.

At the same time afraid that the big yellow dog hurt Wang Tiantian, but also chased the past.

“Wang Wang! Wang Wang!”

The big yellow dog is a bit wrong. Isn’t it justified for the dog to catch the rabbit? What is your expression? Do you want me to switch to catch the mouse?

Even if there are 100,000 grievances in his heart, he can only obediently obey, spit out the little rabbit, and ran back to the doghouse to get bored.

However, when the wild boar was stewed out of the pan, the dog’s ambition instantly collapsed, ran to the kitchen door, shook his head, and made a pleasing chirp.

Su Wenting specially gave Wang Tiantian a small bowl of braised wild boar, only added a little rice, it was fragrant, steaming and very delicious.

Wang Ping’s family had just sat on the table, and Wang Tiantian had eaten several pieces, spicy and delicious, sweaty, squeaky, greedy, and the big yellow dog followed her butt, humming, asking for bones to eat.

But Su Wenting gave him all good meat, without any bones, even if the rhubarb dog lost his rhythm, he couldn’t get a bone to eat.

The big yellow dog was sad and grieved. He yelled in grievance, gave up to please Wang Tiantian, and returned to Wang Ping’s feet again, rubbing and rubbing, expressing his loyalty.

“Oh, stupid dog.” Wang Ping’an did not give him general knowledge, and threw all his accumulated bones to him.

Now, the big yellow dog barked even more joyfully.

Hybrid wild boar has a softer and softer taste and is more suitable for consumption. It is easier to stew than pure wild boar. Today’s chaos stew, with the addition of ingredients such as chicken fir, pine mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, green and red rice peppers, is very spicy and delicious.

Baoshan City is at the border of the three provinces and is very close to Sichuan Province. People here are very spicy. No matter whether they have vegetables or vegetables, as long as they have peppers and sprinkle some salt, they can also eat two bowls of rice.

After Wang Degui ate a bowl of rice and some wild boar, he shyd his face and begged for a few glasses of wine. For fear of what his wife said, she also poured a cup for Wang Ping.

“Son, after your eighteenth birthday, you are a big man. How can you not drink? Come, come today, make money today, the whole family is happy, and have a few drinks with your father.”

“I can’t drink, it’s not good to drink, I can’t drink.” Wang Ping waved his hand, three times refused to use it skillfully, and his father’s face was not given.

“What does it mean not to drink, wasting a good table.” After that, Wang Degui blew away the wine in front of Wang Ping with a thunderous thunder.

Then he refilled him with a glass, eyes shining brightly, staring at Jiu Huai and said: “The cup just now, daddy drank it for you, you can’t push it off.”

“…” It feels that the routine is wrong. Is it sincere to let me drink? Obviously you want to drink yourself.

Wang Ping’an hadn’t said anything. Sure enough, Wang Degui already took the wine in front of him with a very regretful expression.

Just before it was too happy, Su Wenting took the wine glass.

“My son ca n’t drink. I ’ll drink it for him. Now close the wine bottle. Today you have more than three glasses. Drink it again today. I ’ll break this month ’s wine.”

“Alas, how dear mothers are, I ’m training my son ’s ability to drink. When the son ’s business grows, they will be feasted on him. If he ca n’t even drink alcohol, how would he joke? This Mid-Autumn Festival See two children? Can you stop drinking?

“Cough cough … cough cough … you don’t have to say that I have finished drinking this wine. Forget it, wait a few days and then exercise my son to drink the bar.” Su Wenting put down the glass, a little embarrassed, like greedy this cup Alcoholic.

“…” Wang Ping’an was silent, feeling that he could not escape drinking.

It is not impossible to drink, because the fairy wine in the ambiguous memory is beautiful and unparalleled, and the aroma can float out of the miles. The wine in the world is really difficult to swallow, if the juice is delicious.

Wang Tiantian’s belly is full of roundness, holding the bunny home, and the bowl and chopsticks are placed in Wang Ping’s house.

When the little girl left, she said that she would come to eat meat tomorrow.

“…” It’s a little expert at rubbing rice, and Wang Ping’s family laughed.

After a meal.

Wang Ping brought tools and a big yellow dog, went to the north to see the watermelon, declined his father’s company, said that he will be careful, if he is in danger, he will come back and call people.

Seeing her son’s firm attitude, Su Wenting had to agree that some worries were indispensable.

Wang Ping’an went to the melon shed, lit the mosquito coils, opened the quilt and just wanted to sleep, but saw the big yellow dog rushing in and yelling at the bed.

“Huh? It hasn’t started today, why is it called again?” Wang Ping’s confused, but out of caution, he still shook the quilt and checked it again.

The tremor was not tight enough, and a green snake was trembling from the inside. The scales were green and oily, and the eyes gleamed in cold light, forming a ball, and spit the letter to the king.