Canghai felt that the villagers were a little crazy. Although he persuaded everyone to slaughter chickens, the half-large lamb in Grandpa Hu's house still could not escape the fate of being slaughtered. After a few struggles, Li Er's grandfather Li Liren died as he raised his sword.

The man is busy hitting the sheep while the woman is holding the guys at home and starting to fetch water.

"Grandma Li San, why are you still working on it? Since water comes out of the well, it seems that you can't do it for a while. Not only are you working on the jar, you've also filled the basins at home. Isn't this a waste?" Cang Hai said to Grandma Li San, Qian Ximei, who was under his house.

Qian Ximei had no intention of stopping at all, and replied with a smile: "Give it more tomorrow morning!"

I completely ignored the fact that the house was already full of tanks, and if I continued to cook, I guess the two large pots at home would have to be filled with water.

Cang Hai looked at the busy backs of these women, as if he was about to move all Jingshui to his house today, sighed, squatted down and pulled out a cigarette from his pocket.

As soon as the cigarette was pulled out, Ping An, who was squatting beside him, immediately snapped like a little follower, took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for Canghai.

After lighting a cigarette, Ping An started playing with the lighter.

"Ping'an, do you think everyone is crazy?" Cang Hai took a sip of cigarettes and asked at Ping'an.

Ping'an raised his head and did not answer Cang Hai's question, but instead curled his lips and shouted: "Second brother, I'm hungry!"

When Cang Hai heard this, he took out two small breads from his pocket and stuffed them into Ping'an's hand: "Don't be seen by eating them secretly!"

Hearing Cang Hai say this, Ping An quickly took the small bread and took it in his hand and looked around like a thief. He seemed to feel unsafe, so he hid beside Cang Hai, tore open the packaging, took a bite and looked around, and then he moved when he saw that no one was talking.

Even so, this kid was still alert and his mouth stopped moving as soon as there was a storm.

Cang Huo was smoking a cigarette, letting Ping An avoid chewing bread behind him. After smoking half of the cigarette, he felt something arching at his feet. When he turned around, he found that his tiger-headed yellow came to him at some point and was biting his shoelaces.

He reached out and copied the little thing into his own hands. Canghai looked at it: "I'm a little busy and forgot, so I want to give you a name."

Ping'an heard it at this time, turned to Canghai and said, "Can you call me a puppy?"

Canghai shook his head: "The puppy is not nice, there are black tigers and other things in the village, so I'll call you tiger head."

The name Canghai is also called "Hutou" by yellow tiger. It has no technical content at all. Fortunately, although it does not have technical content, the person who is not flattering is not flattering. Ping'an heard it and continued to snatch his small bread like a thief.

Ping An eats very finely. He doesn't eat bread often. He eats it twice occasionally and naturally tastes it carefully, for fear that he will eat too quickly and will not taste the sweet taste.

Canghai continued to suck his own smoke. If someone looked from below, Canghai would only have a black shadow at this time. From time to time, Mars lit up, but it disappeared in an instant.

At this time, everyone in the village was in the mood to take care of Canghai and peace. A group of old men in their sixties and seventies brought the enthusiasm of young people to slaughter sheep, while the women were busy continuing to fetch water.

Seeing that it was impossible for me to finish the work here for a while, Cang Hai stood up and prepared to see what Grandpa Hu brought back today. If it were the usual time, the old man would have sorted out the things, but today he was blinded by joy, and the old man could not remember anything else.

When he got to the cart, Canghai found that the gas tank he wanted had arrived, so he picked up the gas tank and walked into his house.

Before he finished his bread, he naturally followed him as soon as Canghai moved, carefully hiding himself in the shadow of Canghai.

He carried the gas tank into the room. Cang Hai pulled out the single-head gas stove from under the bed. After connecting it, he unscrewed the tank and started boiling water.

There is a water bottle Canghai, and I also bring a pot of Canghai. A pot of water will be enough for two pots. After cooking, Canghai took a towel and wiped his face well.

When I took off the towel, I saw that the piece of the guy's face turned yellow and it turned yellow, which shows how Canghai came here these days.

When I saw the marks of the towel man's face, Cang Hai suddenly felt that his whole body was itchy. He used to bathe once a day in the Magic City, but now he has been back in his hometown for a week. Not to mention that he has not even wiped it with water after taking a shower. It would be strange if he doesn't itch on his body.

When Cang Hai thought of taking a shower, he could no longer help and turned around and went to the next door.

Seeing that the second grandma Li was busy carrying water, she opened her mouth and asked, "Second grandma, do you have a bathtub at home? I want to take a shower!"

Li's second grandmother Liu Aifen immediately said: "Yes, yes, I'll find it for you!"

After saying that, he put down the plastic bucket in his hand and jogged back to the house. Canghuo then stood at the door. Seeing that Grandma Li had taken the basin, she reached out and took it back to her kiln.

As soon as she put it in the basin, Grandma Li came in with water. After coming in, she poured all the water in the bucket into the large wooden basin on the ground without saying a word.

"Is it enough? If it's not enough, I'll take another bucket?"

Cang Hai hurriedly said, "Enough is enough!"

There are only two pots of hot water, and no matter how much water is, it will not be hot. Canghai is not ready to take a big bath. Even if he wants to soak, he must have a big wooden barrel.

When Grandma Li heard Cang Hai say this, she took the bucket out, and when she goes out, she also pulls Ping An out.

After mixing hot water and sitting in the basin, Cang Hai suddenly felt a sense of comfort in his whole body. He washed his whole body with a hot towel dipped in water. When he left the basin and changed into dry clothes, his whole body felt a sense of refreshingness.

He poured the water in the basin and returned the basin to Grandma Li's house. Canghai returned to the house and continued to boil water. After taking a bath, he used up all the water and had to drink hot water.

After boiling the water, the pot was poured into the pot, and Canghai went out to stroll.

As soon as Canghai left, Ping'an's little tail immediately jumped out and followed Canghai.

The whole village is dark and the only bright place is at the entrance of Grandpa Hu’s kiln. Now a group of people are chopping sheep. The whole lamb is about forty kilograms, and it looks like about ten kilograms after removing the internal organs. Now the gang of men chops sheep and boils water. As for Grandpa Li Er, Li Liren, who has done the chefs’ wedding and wedding events before, the work of cooking sheep will naturally belong to him.

Seeing Cang Hai bring Laian over, everyone greeted Cang Hai one after another. At this time, no one thought Cang Hai was a fool. They all thought Cang Hai was a person with ink in his stomach. As expected, famous college students were much better than the mud sticks in the county. Look at Haiwazi, just by looking at it, you will know that this old well can be shot.

Let’s look at the few rice buckets in the county, and came over with a ticket, and had several meals in the village, and served them deliciously, but it took more than ten years to save everyone.

"Haiwazi, wait a while, and the meal will be ready in a while!"

Li Liren held a large spoon in one hand and a cigarette in the other, and a white cloth apron around her body. Although the white has turned half gray, Li Liren is still full of chef style.

"It's okay! I'm not hungry," Cang Hai said a little against his will.

Canghai doesn’t feel hungry now because he’s too hungry.

This time he spoke, Li Lida had already taken off the sheep's head, cut it into two halves and put it in the earthen pot.

"Can the sheep's hooves and the sheep's tail be cooked today?" Li Lida was a little confused, so he looked up at Hu Shijie.

"I cooked in one pot, I am happy today, I cooked it all in one's mind," Hu Shijie said with a wave of his hand.

After hearing this, Li Lida immediately threw the sheep's tail in his hand into the pot, then looked up and began to chop the sheep's hooves.

Canghai stood by the pot for a while and then smelled the meat fragrance from the pot. These mutton are different from the mutton that Canghai eats in the Magic City. The sheep here are not fed with feed. They are all sheep, that is, they only feed some grains and corn, and the taste is first-class. In addition, men in the northwest can also cook sheep, so the fragrance does not have the mutton smell of ordinary mutton.

I was too hungry, but when I smelled the mutton, Canghai's stomach couldn't help but make a gurgling sound.

The sound was not small, and everyone heard the movement in Canghai's belly.

Hu Shijie smiled and said, "It seems that our hero is hungry. Everyone should be more energetic and let Haiwazi have a meal soon!"

"Hahaha, okay," Li Liren laughed loudly.

The mutton was stewed when it was put into the pot, and it was not easy to eat for a while. Cang Hai looked around for a while, then took Ping An to help him start, add some firewood, get something or something.

It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and the mutton was cooked. The table was placed in Hu Shijie's kiln. There were only a dozen people in the village, including the Canghai.

There is a big dish on the table, stewed lamb, and the other two side dishes were taken out by Canghai, two canned foods, one is beef and the other is moray eel.

Everyone gathered around the table, and Wei Wenkui took the wine pot in front of him.

Cang Hai immediately reached out to get the pot when he saw it. Because he was a young and Ping'an, he would not say anything about Ping'an. This guy was not smart, so he should be responsible for pouring wine in both emotions and reason.

Wei Wenkui immediately reached out to block Canghai's hand and said, "Today you are a great hero in our village. No matter what, you won't be your turn to pour this wine. If you want to pour it, wait for the next time!"

“Yes, yes!”

Wei Wenkui's words aroused a lot of congratulations from the people around him.

Seeing this, Canghai smiled bitterly and shrank his hand back.

Hu Shijie picked up the wine glass in his hand. He didn't say it was a wine glass, but it was just a wine bowl. After all, it would be a three-digit ounce of full bowl.

"Today is a festive day for us. The old well in the village has reborn water, and it is not the kind of mud water, the clear and sweet water of a well. Let's pay tribute to our great hero, Haiwazi!"

Speaking of this, Hu Shijie held the bowl to Canghai. Canghai immediately picked up the bowl in front of him and stood up: "Dear grandparents, Uncle Wei, I am just lucky! I can't take it like this."

Ping'an yelled at this time, "Grandpa, I helped with the work too."

Hu Shijie laughed and said, "You are considered a hero, you are also a hero. Come and drink some of them today."

Hearing drinking, Ping An shook his head: "No, it's spicy!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing again after hearing this.

Everyone raised their glasses together, took a sip and started eating.
Chapter completed!