Happy Little Mayor

There were still many people standing on the river embankment. Some motorcycles and electric cars were parked on the roadside. Wang Bo looked up a few times and found that there seemed to be more and more people.

The child fell into an abandoned well near the garbage dump. Such a thing is terrible, but the shock to the villagers is far worse than what he said, "Brought by a girl here and pushed into the well."

People on the shore are discussing this, a lot of horror rumors circulating around have been brought up, and some people are talking about the dead girl.

Wang Bo was wearing rain boots to get into the water. In the morning, the lake was clear and cool. Soaking in this hot weather makes people feel more comfortable.

Li Xing looked at the mighty reservoir, and said, "Look at the water, it's a bit muddy. Will there be any water ghosts below?"

Qingyang glanced at him and said, "Can you still touch the field snails well? Just after these things, I have nothing to mention."

Wang Bo laughed: "Why didn't I know before, you are less courageous than Aturu."

Atulu's timidity is afraid of things. He is not afraid of ghosts. In Maori culture, he respects the dead and has no concept of ghosts.

That Qingyang said: "I'm not timid, just like someone is afraid of snakes, someone is afraid of toads and people are afraid of pollen. I am particularly afraid of ghosts, from childhood to most."

Wang Bo believes that there are many things in the world that cannot be explained by science, such as the heart of his lord, but he will become a ghost after the death of an unbeliever, and the ghost can also do unscrupulous harm.

The edge of the reservoir is a circle of stones, where the water is shallow and lush vegetation grows. Many field snails grow here.

Tian Snail in his hometown does not grow large, which is far worse than Fushou Snail and the like, but for this reason, he cannot become a powerful host for parasites, which is relatively clean.

On the stone, near the water surface, many field snails grow, the color is pale green with ink.

Wang Bo pinched down and looked at the sun. The shell is very thin. The sunlight makes it look like a thin layer of paper and can see the flesh inside.

There is no snail in Lake Hawea in the sunset town. Eva found a large snail and looked at it with a smile: "It's beautiful."

Wang Bo said: "The kind of snail is not good. Although the snail meat is large, it is not delicious. Choose this medium size, the best is the best in the wok."

Li Xing said with regret: "Can't sweep by hand? There are so many snails here. If it can sweep, it will be a pot in a few minutes."

Wang Bo said angrily: "I haven't had the patience to work if I want to eat delicious food? How can there be so many good things? The snails you scan out will have to be selected in the future, and it will take the same trouble."

The selection of each one is a bit tedious, but it is not very laborious.

At first, Fatty was a little jealous of the water. He sat on a stone and looked around. Seeing that Wang Bo and Eva were busy picking field snails, it felt interesting, so they came to help.

But the cat's claws could not be brought together. It plucked down a field snail, and 'Ding Dong' fell into the water all at once.

This made the big fat dissatisfied, and reached out his claws to fish the field snails.

But when the paw touched the water, he quickly drew up his paw.

There are some small fry on the shore wandering under the stone and in the stone gap. After seeing the small fish, the fat cat stared at the boss suddenly, whining twice, aimed at the small fish, and pawd out in the water interview.

After a few tries, I felt confident, and it swung its paw.

As a result, the water spray splattered, and it did not catch the fish. The fish was frightened and scattered, disappearing without a trace.

Erfei ran over and narrowed his neck and looked into the water. It also saw these little fishes, and looked at him with big fat. The two guys reached the two stones very well.

In this way, the small fish in the water between the stones seemed to become their babies.

But it's not that easy in reality. Both of them waved their claws into the water, but still no fish was caught.

After going on for so many times, the big fat and the second fat became impatient, and after making two violent whimpers, they made a random shot in the water.

The water spray spattered everywhere, sticking their two hairs together, and looked embarrassed.

However, no fish was caught.

The second fat finally couldn't wait, it jumped into the water, and even grabbed a bite, trying to catch a small fish fry.

The fish fry was still panicked and ran away without being caught.

Wang Bo and others slowly collected two buckets of field snails. At this time, the sky was hot and the sun was shining on their skin.

They were going to go back and call the fat cat brothers together.

Big Fat made an angry cry in his mouth, refusing to return empty-handed, still flopping in the water to catch fish.

Wang Bo glanced and laughed: "I usually think they are quite fat. How can the cat look so thin after getting wet in the water?"

The rabbit is supported by a long hair, but the fat and fat are indeed fat, and they are still a bit fat.

Holding big fat in his left hand and two fat in his right hand, Wang Bo and others returned home.

Bo Da and Bo Ma still didn't return. He washed Tianluo with water, replaced it with fresh water, and poured some small grinding sesame oil into it, so that Tianluo could spit out the sand better.

"Wait for them to vomit more and think about what to eat at noon." Wang Bo said.

Then Qingyang proposed: "Let's go to the village and touch the eggs, right?"

Wang Bo rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you go to the toilet and touch it on the horse? It's the same result."

"There are also eggs in the toilet?" Qingyang looked blank.

Li Xing is also strange: "I don't know, Pharaoh, do you raise chickens in the toilet here?"

"Go to the toilet to find shit. The same result. In the daytime, when I go to the place where the hens lay eggs, they are trying to find the eggs." Wang Bo said angrily.

"Fuck you." The two raised their middle fingers together.

There were still a lot of eggs I got back last night, and Qingyang suggested that they should make the green onion egg cakes. They have n’t eaten them for a long time.

This Pharaoh has a hand and has a large electric baking pan at home, but he uses an iron pan to make it.

The egg liquid, water and flour are mixed well, and the green onion is added. The family doesn't need to worry too much about selling, so he drops a little vinegar and soy sauce into it, which can improve the freshness.

Spread the peanut oil in the wok, and when the fire is heated in the stove, there will be a thick scent.

At this time, scoop the batter into the walls of the iron pan with a spoon, and soon a layer of quiche is formed.

After frying several times, a piece of onion egg quiche is cooked.

The princess twirled around the cooktop, and the egg pan made from the iron pot had a unique fragrance, especially the eggs used were fine eggs from the sunset meadow.

It's too hot, it's not easy to do this job, Wang Bo can get the water out of his clothes after getting wet.

The omelet was very scented, and the neighbor's child ran over and said, "Uncle, your omelet smells good."

Wang Bo gave him a picture and patted him on the head: "Then you stay and eat, uncle can do enough."

(To be continued.)