Fang Xianzhi's eyes deepened: "It's nothing, I just think Jing Liuyang is a bit strange, and Jing Jianguo's going south to work is a bit strange."

Jing Yangui took his hand and said, "We'll talk about this later, let's eat today."

Che Changgen and Liu Hongying spent a lot of effort in preparing this big table of meals, and she couldn't let them down.

Fang Xianzhi nodded his head lightly, because the unhappiness brought by Jing Liuyang soon dissipated.

Che Zhanggen is usually a talkative person, once he said a few beautiful words, and then offered a round of wine, the wine table became lively again.

When the few people were eating, some villagers came to the door with a pile of wild pork that had been divided, a small piece was for Che Zhanggen, and a large piece was for Jing Yangui and Fang Xianzhi.

In the words of the villagers, Fang Xianzhi and the others killed this wild boar, and the villagers dare not take advantage of it. Ten pigs were allotted to them.

Jing Yangui felt that it was too much and wanted to let the villagers share some more, but the villagers who came to deliver the meat dropped the things and left.

Today, those villagers who went up the mountain to pull wild boars have seen the plight of those wild boars. These villagers know how ferocious the wild boars are.

Three or five of the strong laborers in the village may not be able to beat a wild boar.

But Fang Xianzhi and the others killed more than a dozen wild boars with just three of them. This kind of combat power is really too terrifying.

The villagers knew that Jiang Yilou was fierce, and that Fang Xianzhi was good at martial arts, but they didn't have a direct experience of how good he was, but this time they felt it very deeply.

With such a profound experience, how would they dare to take meat?

When Qin Dongqiang said that they had the fattest wild boar, none of the villagers had the slightest opinion.

They didn't need to deal with the wild boar either. The villagers had already cleaned it up before sending it over, so they didn't need to bother with it at all.

Jing Yangui is actually not very interested in eating wild boar, because wild boar has never been eunuched, and the meat has a smell of mutton, which she doesn't like.

But when the villagers brought the meat over, she couldn't refuse anymore, so she just left half a fan for Che Zhanggen's house.

Che Changgen is also a straightforward person, if she wanted to keep the wild boar meat, he accepted it calmly.

After the banquet was over, he asked Liu Hongying to marinate the wild boar meat and make it into bacon, and then send it back to Jing Yangui.

The rest of the meat, he can still give a share to the relatives in the family who are close to him. This is a happy thing for everyone.

After Jing Liuyang ran out from Che's house, his heart was beating like a drum, and he seemed a little nervous. He scolded Jing Jianguo in his heart, and he would die if he died. How could anyone ask about Jing Jianguo!
He decided that no matter what happens in the future, he must keep this secret.

And if others asked about Jing Jianguo again, he would just ask three questions and ignore everything.

But Fang Xianzhi's attitude today, and Jing Yangui's cold eyes looking at him, made him feel a little flustered again.

Jing Liuyang felt that they were so difficult to deal with, and it would be extremely difficult for him to find Jing Yangui to take advantage of them in the future.

He sighed softly, feeling a little unwilling, always feeling that there was a big piece of fat in front of him, but he couldn't eat it, this feeling was really uncomfortable.

It's just that he decided to give up the idea of ​​taking advantage of Jing Yangui for the time being, but Jing Yangui didn't intend to let him go.

From Jing Yangui's point of view, there are some things that need to be clarified.

So the next morning, Jing Yangui took Fang Xianzhi to the Jing's house.

This is the place where Yan Gui grew up, but the memory left by this room is really not good.

So ever since she left Jing's house, she was unwilling to come here unless there were special circumstances.

She had always lived in the hut next to the pigsty, and the feeling of it was hard to describe.

Now Jing's family has long been in ruins. Since she left, several members of the family thought it was too troublesome to raise pigs and were unwilling to raise them. The pigsty had long since disappeared.

Even the easy-to-raise chickens, the few lazy people in the Jing family didn't raise them any more. They wanted to eat better chickens every day, but no one in the big family was willing to move them.

This big family is so lazy and harbors bad intentions, thinking about getting something for nothing every day, it's really strange that they can live a good life.

In the same house, although Jing Yangui had no sense of belonging to it when she was here before, at least this house was considered to be full of vitality, but now that she came here, she could feel the depression emanating from the house, and it seemed that there was still life in the middle of it. A little bit of dead air.

Jing Yangui had only left here for more than a year, and it has become like this, which really makes people sigh.

She and Fang Xianzhi looked at each other and walked towards the house, because there was nothing valuable at home, so Jing Liuyang didn't even bother to lock the door.

And the door is also dilapidated, and you can see the scene inside from the outside.

Jing Yangui stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, the depression in the room was almost unstoppable, and a musty smell came over his face.

When Jing Yan was outside, she thought that the house would definitely not be a good scene, but when she saw the scene inside, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The furniture in the room is still the one she had in Jing's before, but these furniture are much more dilapidated than when she left, with a thick layer of dust on them, it looks completely different from before.

Jing Yangui saw that many of the furniture that had been in good condition before had broken legs. Thinking of this dilapidated home, she felt a little funny.

When people have bad intentions, even furniture and houses have to suffer together.

Jing Yangui's eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't say anything, she didn't go upstairs to see Jing Liuyang, she just walked around the room.

Fang Xianzhi asked: "Is there anything unusual?"

Jing Yangui shook her head: "I haven't noticed the abnormality for the time being, but it feels like this place is almost uninhabitable."

Fang Xianzhi asked her, "Which room did you live in before?"

Jing Yangui pointed to the pigsty beside him and said, "The innermost room over there."

He walked towards the pigsty with his long legs. After he passed, he found a small room about seven or eight square meters in the far corner, and a curtain was drawn with rags at the door.

He went in and took a look, and saw the bed built of broken wood, and the broken cabinet with bricks on its feet.

These things were originally broken. When Jing Yangui lived there before, they cleaned them very clean, and they looked good. Now, the inside is dirty and messy. With such broken things, it looks like It is to return to primitive society.

Fang Xianzhi knew before that Jing Yangui was not welcome in the Jing family, and life was extremely difficult, but he really did not expect that her life was much more difficult than he imagined.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like