When the six eyes were about to cook the beggar suckling pig in the yellow mud through a large iron pot, a stream of fragrance that was unique to lotus leaves gradually overflowed.

The first thing I smelled was Tiluoga. Her black currant-like meat ball had a nose that was crooked on the left and right, and she walked forward unconsciously, as if an invisible rope was leading her to get closer.

"Are you planning to evolve into a sphinx by roasting fire?" The distance between Tiluoga and the simple fire stove made Mo Yan ask the above questions.

"Momo, my despicable, I'm so delicious, can you eat it?"

The Tiluoga man stood up, rubbing his front paws back and forth with his greed. As a hardcore foodie, there was a thirteen-year-old bean sprout next to him who also made similar moves.

Mo Yan smiled evilly, this is the happiness of a chef!

Tiluoga: Oh, it’s Brother Xiao Ming, I’m dead.

Mo: You will never understand the happiness of a chef.

Tiluoga: You will never understand the hunger of a foodie.

With the muffled sounds, Mo Yan slowly smashed the golden mud that had been roasted. The fragrance of lotus leaves was mixed with the aroma of barbecue. Seeing Mo Yan peeling lotus leaves layer by layer seemed endless, Tiluojia wanted to eat the mud that was beaten and roasted on the outside and hard on the inside as a crispy pancake.

"You don't have to worry about being late for a good meal. The ultimate food is worth waiting for a long time."

Looking at Tiluojia and Liu Mudun with their excited trembling claws and hands, a warm smile couldn't help but rise on Mo's face.

Look, the greatest happiness of the gourmet is to meet a chef with superb skills.

Tiluoga looked despised: I'll go to your uncle's biscuits. I'm obviously hungry, so you don't look at what time it's now. It's ten minutes late to have dinner.

Mo Yan pulled the incandescent lamp into the yard and raised it high with a bamboo pole. A bunch of wormwood everywhere was gathered next to it to repel mosquitoes. The scent of green smoke in the yard was accompanied by a barbecue aroma to the neighbors. In addition, the praises of the two diners next to the bamboo table were not falling, and a few curious heads appeared on the low yard walls on both sides.

Farmers go to bed early and get up early. Mo Wu has not had any serious dealings with them for a few days. At most, they nodded when they meet.

The neighbors praised that they didn't expect that the young man was so good at cooking, so Mo invited them to eat together.

The little wild boar bleed and then removed the messy stocks. The remaining one was only about 30 kilograms. Boss Liu Mudun was unhappy, but although the place was his own home and had been rented out for the time being, the pig was not his own pig. The only thing he made was the mud, which no one had eaten yet.

He was not qualified to expel these bad guys who were free to eat. He had no choice but to turn his energy into a appetite and hold his little hoof and chew hard. After eating and drinking, he was taken home by his mother again.

Mo Yan accompanied these neighbors to eat and chat.

The old lady Zuo Nei squirted the meat smell of her mouth: "Oh, I have never eaten such delicious wild boar meat. Two years ago, my family Dawang and others also beat a wild boar. I think the pig-killing vegetables are the best. If you compare them with today's one, it will be the cabbage gang."

"But what, Xiao Mo, why is your food so delicious? Teach my sister-in-law, I will cook it in the future." The sister-in-law Youshe also asked curiously.

"This is simple. First, clean up the piglet, then roll the peppercorns and stir-fry them to make the fragrance..."

After listening to Mo Yan’s introduction, the neighbors only wanted to say two words: Goodbye!

That’s all, the complicated process is enough. The process of baking with mud alone takes more than four hours. How can they have time to use this stutter? Not to mention that it takes ten minutes to massage a pig just to make the meat taste delicious?

If they weren't eating others' sluts, they were so crazy that they wanted to hit people. Can they make their meat unpalatable without massage?

However, although this young man is not very smart, his skills are really good.

I will naturally talk more when I eat delicious food.

So under the guidance of Mo Yu, the neighbors had a beautiful meal of beggar suckling pig, and Mo Yu once again obtained a lot of secrets about Ma Guihua's family.

For example, the compensation from Carpenter Liu was forced to take away by his partial mother-in-law. Ma Guihua wanted to argue that she was scolded by her mother-in-law. The old lady said that if her son didn't marry her, the Tiansha star, she wouldn't have lost her life at a young age.

There is also how that gangster Yu Meng threatened Ma Guihua to follow him, otherwise she would regret it for the rest of her life.

"Why didn't the Ma family's sister-in-law call the police?"

The neighbor curled his lips: "Even if they say it, nothing really happened. At most, they would pretend to be ghosts in the middle of the night, lie on the window, smash the glass, steal chickens, ducks and geese from her house, and pour manure into the door. The public doesn't care about this, and even if they care, which one is enough to sentence!"

Mo Wu nodded and sighed slightly when he remembered the massacre a few days ago. Not to mention that in this era when the legal awareness was still weak, there were still many such people now.

"This Widow Liu is also a cruel person. She is also a remarried person, but she is always picking her daughter-in-law every day. Not only did she steal the money for her eldest son to buy her life, she also thought about the three big tiled houses you live in."

The left neighbor revealed to Mo Yan.

"She just bullies Ma Guihua, not our native, and her mother's home is far away." Youshe rolled his eyes and spat, "Ma Guihua's cascade knife was crossed to her neck, tell her that I kept this house for my son. If you dare to put a hair in it, I will chop it myself. If you are not afraid of forcing someone to die, just come."

Mo Ye was frightened when he heard this. What if the old lady really threw a hair into it, would Ma Guihua be cut or not?

Looking at Mo Yan's worried expression, the sister-in-law misunderstood Mo Yan's meaning and said with a "giggle": "Xiao Mo, you can live in your peace of mind. This house is still Ma Guihua's. She dares to say that because she has greeted the village chief in advance. Widow Liu dares not."

"But..." Someone said carefully: "Since Ma Guihua handed over the money for Liu's life and married Dabao, Widow Liu is now very peaceful. She dares to bully Ma Guihua, nor does she dare to bully our Lao Zhang family. But you have to be careful of Yu Meng's second-rate gangster. That guy was said to be in the Hong Gang, and he had been staring at this house and Ma Guihua earlier."

Mo nodded, thinking.

"It's okay, Ma Guihua married Dabao that boy and didn't come again later."

Yes, he did not come back, but he had his ideas on Liu Mudun, who was thirteen years old?

Mo Yan's smile remained unabated, but Tiluoga, who was squatting beside him, suddenly felt a little cold.

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