Ba Jin, a short-legged, ran around the apron, tidying up the tables and chairs, providing tableware, and his eyes under his sunglasses were occasionally glanced at the fat old man Lingling brought in from time to time. He always felt that this guy looked familiar.

The fat old man barely sat on the chair like a mountain of meat. He smiled gently at her, and then said to Lingling: "Little girl, why are you on a diet? Doesn't Feigo give you food?"

"No." Lingling remembered hunger again and said with a frown: "I like dessert the most. I am worried that I will eat too much today and not eat much dessert feast tomorrow. Grandpa Figo's barbecue is so delicious."

"Is this true? I am so dessert. I also like dessert the most, so is my granddaughter."

"Really?" Lingling said happily: "How old is Fat Grandpa's granddaughter? Didn't you come? Can you let her play with Lingling?"

"Age 17, and you will always be 17."

The fat old man shook his head and sighed: "She can't come. She is a disobedient child. She insists on being a pirate. No matter how she persuades her, she will die in the sea. She has a shipwreck and has no choice."

"Die, are you dead?" Lingling opened her mouth in surprise: "...I'm sorry, fat grandpa."

"It's okay, it's been more than ten years. Not only her, but my son is also buried in the sea. He has lived for 90 years. In the end, there is not even a relative around him. Why do you have to go out to sea to be a pirate? It's true." He smiled: "I probably have already seen it."

So pitiful. Lingling held it up with her hands, her face full of distress: "Isn't Fat Grandpa a pirate?"

“So too.”

"Hey? Why, don't Fat Grandpa hate pirates?" Lingling was puzzled.

"Because there is no way." The fat old man sighed again: "I was born in a poor country and had no money to pay the gold from heaven to the Tianlong people. There was no naval branch there, and there would be no army troops. The country became a paradise for pirates, so I became poorer and poorer.

My parents are both ordinary people, but I have given birth to a child like me. I am so edible. When they were six years old, they really couldn't afford to raise me, so they had to throw me away."

Lingling was stunned, it looked like her.

Her parents were also ordinary people, but they gave birth to a child like her. The only difference was that her parents sent her to Grandpa Peslo and did not throw her away directly, so that she would still have relatives.

"I don't hate them, not at all. It's better to starve one person to death than to starve three people to death."

The fat old man said: "But the instinct of survival made me survive independently. Trash, bark, and even soil are all living food!"

"The soil is not delicious." Lingling tasted it.

"Yes, it's not delicious." The fat old man nodded: "But who can survive can care about the taste? A lot of soil is stuffed into his mouth and it swells in his stomach, as if it is about to swell your stomach and shatter your soul! That kind of pain, until now, I still tremble in fear!"

Lingling shook as well.

"Sorry, have you scared you? Little girl." The fat old man apologized when he saw this: "At a glance, I knew that we were very similar. The difference is that you are lucky than me. I can see that Gaston Figo is not bad to you."

"Yeah, Grandpa Figo is very good."

Figo walked over with the meat that was roasted until golden and crispy with the outer skin and said, "I don't know how much you like, but I left six cooked on my own."

He put the flesh down, touched Lingling's little head, which had been drained from water, and pulled out the chair and sat down.

The fat old man sniffed the fragrance of meat, squinted his eyes, folded his hands together, and his face was full of redness.

"It's so delicious, little girl, don't bear it anymore, eat something with me." He said to Lingling.

"Yes, is that OK?"

Lingling looked at him and then looked at Figo.

Figo raised his head and signaled her to be at will. The fat old man picked up the knife and fork on the plate, cut the large piece of meat neatly in half, and gave it to Lingling half.

"Then, I'm starting!"

The two spoke in unison.

The sound of Emu's swallowing and chewing sounded, and the two of them were in a synchronized manner, very coordinated.

Ba Jin gave Figo a few glances, hey, someone robbed Lingling, don’t you care?

Figo just smiled.

The one-meter-long and wide piece of meat quickly disappeared into the belly of the old and the young. Lingling smiled happily, but the fat old man suddenly choked.

Gradually, I cried bitterly!

"Hey, Fat Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Is Grandpa Figo's barbecue delicious?"

“It feels great to have delicious food.”

The fat old man burst into tears: "Every time I eat delicious food, I feel moved from the bottom of my heart."

"I don't want to be a pirate either!"

"But I'm so hungry! I'm really scared!"

"After wandering for a few months, I met a group of kids like me. I thought I had found a companion, but they wanted to...eat me."

"Eat, eat you?"

"Although I've been hungry, I've never lost weight and I have meat." The fat old man slapped his stomach: "I don't want to be eaten, so I can only kill them all. That time I found that I was very strong and could slap a child to pieces and be on the verge of death! When they were dead, they looked at me like a devil!

I almost really became a devil. At that time, I was thinking, since they wanted to eat me, why can't I eat them? This idea scared me and finally ran away like crazy!"

"Later, I went to sea and became a pirate because I was afraid that I would really eat people. I really wanted to have a full meal! I, who had never been full, was really hungry! I was afraid of hungry!"

"I'm scared..."

He wiped his tears and was extremely moved.

Lingling looked at him blankly.

Figo touched her head lightly, without interrupting the fat old man's memories or crying.

The fat old man slowed down and squeezed out a smile again: "Later, after the age of 15, no one dared to let me eat too much. All those who dared to block my meal were killed by me...

I'm very full in every meal!

After people are full, they will have more desires. I want to eat more delicious food. From the West Sea, I have almost tasted the food from the Great Way, the New World, and the whole world. Just like the barbecue I eat today, some wine and some meat, which have been savored endlessly over the past decades."

He licked his lips, showed an intoxicated expression, and soon sighed again: "But for some reason, my son and granddaughter, who could eat enough and eat whatever he wanted, had to learn from me as a pirate, but they all died.

My subordinates are only afraid of me and have no feelings. When they get old, they are only alone, probably, and it is also retribution."

He looked at Figo and asked, "But I just want to have a full meal. What's wrong with me?"

"Nothing wrong," Figo replied.

"Hahaha." The fat old man suddenly burst into laughter, causing the tables, chairs and windows in the barbecue shop to shake: "25 years ago, the sea shock of the Holy Land Mary Choa and the abdication of the Five Old Stars. After thinking about it, I could only determine that it was related to you who faded out of everyone's sight since then. I always thought you had died on that day, but I didn't expect to see you here.

I’m glad you can patiently listen to me, the dying person, nagging about the past. So, thank you for the hospitality, see you for a dessert feast tomorrow?"

He narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Cute Xiao Lingling, will we see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, goodbye to Fat Grandpa!"

Lingling waved goodbye and automatically ignored things she couldn't understand, but Ba Jin was different.

What holy land?

What five old stars abdicate?

Are these two people sick?

Wait, why does this old man look like...

She looked at the fat old man's back and gradually showed a terrifying look on her face... No way?!

Hiding in the dark, the little tiger Taili also frowned and recalled the memories, and his expression soon changed drastically.
Chapter completed!