Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Eating and eating is the only theme at present. Wang Tiantian has finished eating a rabbit leg, and Wang Ping has already roasted both rabbits.

He is addicted to drinking. Since the last time he drank Wuliang old wine, Wang Ping has caused alcohol addiction.

So, when the hare was roasted, he got a glass of wine and tasted it slowly.

Wang Tiantian even ate two rabbit legs and was already a bit full. He was greedy when he saw Wang Ping drinking the yellow orange wine.

"Uncle, what are you drinking? Let me taste it, OK?"

"No, children can't drink." Wang Ping refused.

"It's too stingy, let me smell it." Tian Tian said, leaning over, lying on the mouth of the cup and sniffing.

"..." Wang Pingping had to follow her.

"Oh, it's so bad, it smells bad." Wang Tiantian frowned, looking poisoned.

"..." This bear boy, will he speak? It's very fragrant.

"No coke is delicious." Wang Tiantian said seriously.

"..." I was so tired that I couldn't seem to refute it.

In order not to be hit by the children, Wang Ping'an eats desperately and wants to defeat Tian Tian in terms of food intake.

Soon, under the competition, the two had finished eating a rabbit, and the rhubarb dog could only eat bones, and also showed a relish.

The other rabbit, Wang Tiantian, has been unable to speak, and Wang Ping's best four legs are wrapped in plastic bags to let Tiantian take away.

At this time, Wang Tiantian's grandpa and grandpa had not returned, sent her back to the yard, and cleaned the site of the roast rabbit.

Only then did I feel at ease.

It's just that little white rabbit whose **** was burnt, don't know how to explain Tian Tian?

At noon, Su Wenting came back from work.

Wang Ping's mother found her mother's face unsightly, and asked dimly, "What's wrong?"

"Your father has agreed to your grandmother's conditions and replaced the watermelon field in the north with Taoyuan in the south. Just called me just now, and I turned off with anger."

"..." Wang Ping'an saw his mother's anger, not knowing how to persuade.

"I want him to stick to it for a few days to grind your grandma's patience, he didn't listen. Two acres and a half for three acres and a half, speaking of our advantage, but I just can't be happy."

Su Wenting said angrily.

"Well, Mom, don't be angry, eat some watermelon first and lower the fire. This is actually what my dad and I said. The watermelon is about to die, and the peach has just been listed. Now we can change it and our family can earn more a lot of money."

"But I can't get out of this breath. Your grandma is so troublesome, who can bear it?"

"So the qualifications are added, and if we repent, we must compensate us one million. This time it is estimated that the town and the village will be stamped at the same time."

"Well ... But peaches are not good for wholesale. How much money can we make if we take over?"

"If, I mean if, our peaches have mutated again?"

"..." Su Wenting was silent, as if thinking about gains and losses.

The lunch was made by Wang Ping'an, a hot and sour rice noodles, with the remaining half of the roasted rabbit, the mother and son eat very warm.

Su Wenting discovered for the first time that his son's cooking was so delicious, and his mouth kept boasting.

Wang Ping was stupid and stupid. He only said that it was because his mother was cooking too much and he was so ill-fated that he could learn without a teacher and would cook some common meals.

Su Wenting always felt that his son was wrong, but after listening to his explanation, he had to suppress his doubts.

In the front yard, the black aunt's angry scolding came, as if the rabbit was burned, and asked why it was sweet.

At this time, his mother Su Wenting was already at work, and Wang Ping was fearless, so she ran over to check the situation.

"It's the rabbit who burned his buttocks, it's none of my business." Tian Tian deny it and refused to admit what she did.

"Nonsense! Where can the rabbit find the fire? If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill you!" The black maid found a small branch with anger, raised her hand, and wanted to fall.

Uncle Black was sitting in the corner, smoking a cigarette with a sad face, and he could not bear to suffer from his granddaughter, but he had no status at home and had no room for interruption.

"What are you doing? Black maid, sweet again? You are this granddaughter, killed, who will give you the end of your retirement?" Wang Ping's voice suddenly came from the gate.

"Uncle Erbao!" Wang Tiantian seemed to see the savior and flew over like a fly.

"Er silly, what are you talking about? Will you speak? What is the end of retirement, what killed me, what do I discipline my granddaughter to do with you?" The black aunt yelled.

Wang Ping picked up sweetness, facing the fierce black maid, and said: "I am a fool, I really can't speak. But you have no son, and your daughter-in-law was also beaten away by you. Now there is only one granddaughter. What do you want? "

"Leaving her to starve to death at home? Climb a tree and die? Or kill her because she didn't listen to you?"

"The village is patriarchal, but do you have grandchildren? No! If not, why not treat the only granddaughter?"

The old couple was dumb and speechless by Wang Pingping, and for a long time he shouted angrily: "I don't need to worry about my family!"

"I don't want to control it, but I want to hear that you are playing sweet again. I will steal her and find a good family for her. I'm a fool, and I have a mental illness. Even if I call the police, they don't care. Wang Ping threatened.

"Dare you!" Black Auntie shouted, but suddenly panicked, because she felt that it was really possible for Ersi to do such a thing.

Tian Tian suddenly said, "Uncle, can you not steal me? I have to wait for my mother to come home!"

"If your grandma no longer beats you and gives you something to eat, I won't steal it." Wang Ping An finished and thought it was so weird, making him the same as a thief.

"That's it, grandma ..." Wang Tiantian gave her grandma the look that she expected.

"Okay, okay, which time I am willing to fight really, as long as you are not naughty, grandma will not fight." Black Auntie's tone was soft, apparently scolded sober.

"Thank you grandma!" Sweet smile happily.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Wang Pingping put the sweetness down.

Sweet Master shrank back and handed over cigarettes to Wang Ping An, saying with a smile: "Erbao, I heard that Tian Tian has been eating in your house a few times, and I have no time to thank you. Now, how many drinks do we have? "

"Thank you uncle, I have just eaten, I'm not hungry, I have time to drink again." It's 3 o'clock in the afternoon, only to come back to cook at this time, the ghost knows when this meal is!

After that, Wang Ping'an left, let the family speak common sense, and rethink the important position of sweetness.

As soon as I walked into the alley, I saw a young man with glasses walking at the intersection. He was only three or four years older than Wang Ping, with jeans, a t-shirt, and a gentle manner.

"Erbao, what are you doing at home?" The young man waved toward Wang Ping from a long distance.

"Wencai, your school is on holiday?" Wang Ping'an was also very happy. When he saw the little friends playing together as a child, he ran past.