We are going to the west, where there is a tuashidui. When we get there, we will have roast pork to eat. "This man is in his thirties and looks very cold, but if he wants to talk straight, he is also very kind.


    Is this your habit? "Then Sunan asked.


    Yes, there are such activities at this time of year. However, this year is different from previous years. This year, a great good man came here and bought fat pigs. Let''s enjoy it. Five fat pigs were bought for five days in a row,


    Put it in the city and be slaughtered and cooked every day. As long as you go to the soil in the West with them, you can eat a piece of meat“


    The man said, in the face of my greedy son, I want to drool.


    However, Sunan couldn''t help frowning. Are there really such good people in the world?


    Of course, five fat pigs are not worth a few dollars, but why does the so-called Da Ren do this? It''s just impulsive and happy. Is that it?


    Of course, it is possible that the rich world, the poor do not understand, but Sunan well does not care about these. In short, it is a tearful funeral, and then participate in this activity to get a piece of pork to eat and play. Suddenly, it is also good.


    "Are all the expenses paid by Ganjia?" however, Sunan still asked, and his questions floated in his mind one after another.


    Yes, even the best place to set off in front of them was bought by Daren. There were four big men who ran with fat pigs, and they were paid by Daren. When he spoke, a burst of laughter burst out from the smoke in front of him. What''s the matter? Sunan turned his head


    It turned out that he was out of town.


    The left and right sides are light yellow. This is when we get to Shaman, where the ice and snow are almost glued, only light yellow,


    Here or there, there is a cluster of hay shaking in the cold wind.


    The crowd slowed down and soon stopped. At this time, if the person next to him said, "here we are, waiting for fat!


    Of course, he said it to Sunan.


    A burst of laughter broke out in front of the crowd, followed by a man''s voice: "quiet, don''t worry, this delicious fat meat has been roasted and everyone has a share." if it''s not enough, kill another fat pig and bake it on the spot.


    This voice was made by a young man. It was bright and powerful, but there was no lack of purity, nor was it a man of appropriate magnificent age. He did not make such a voice.


    But, no, why are you so familiar?


    Just as Sunan frowned and fell into meditation, Feng linger crowded in front of him and shouted in surprise: "brother.


    Sunan still thought he would follow him, so it was too late for him to think. He just pushed everyone away. Like Feng Ling, these entrants, whether farmers or small vendors, have the power of one hand, but their opponent Feng Ling, these entrants, farmers or small businessmen, have the power of one hand. They are starting with Feng Ling in Sunan, but this is incomparable.


    Only to see that both hands are gently gathered on both sides, the dense crowd is immediately divided into a gap, the two people move forward, and the crowd behind is full of tense air.


    Feng linger stopped, and Sunan asked, "what''s the matter with you -?" what''s the matter?


    My brother, this is his voice, I can hear it!


    Feng Ling turned and said to Sunan that her voice was shaking, with surprise and excitement, but also panic, but this panic came from the long reunion of relatives. There must be a willingness to wait for each other to meet.


    Fengtang!


    Sunan''s heart suddenly jumped out of such a person. Yes, the voice was Feng Tong. After all, he and Feng Tong were familiar with his voice for a period of time.


    Of course, in any case, they are all familiar with Feng Ling and Bi. They grew up together as brothers and sisters. That kind of familiarity is an incomparable outsider.


    Therefore, it is reasonable that he did not recognize Feng Tong for the first time.


    Don''t mention Feng Ling, it''s the heart of Southern Jiangsu. It''s also a joy. After so long, I''m looking for relatives. Can Feng Tong become a family?


    Although Feng Ling''s kiss became, her kiss was also his kiss. But, Feng Xing, wasn''t he hurt by the centenarian? "Even the soul turned into a bright shadow. It was scattered high that day. Did he escape the control of the centenarian demon?


    Such a series of problems appeared in my mind, and Sunan also realized the mistake. Things are definitely not simple. Feng Tong is in this place, which is no accident.


    "Well, brother Liu. No, brother.


    At this time, Feng Ling is pointing to the front and shaking Jane. She can''t believe her appearance. Her expression is very complex. All her excitement and surprise become disappointed at this moment, followed by heartbreak.


    Sunan raised her head with her fingers and saw a man standing on a hill ten meters high in front of her. He was in his thirties and had two clusters of whiskers on his lips, just like two silkworms on his lips


    This is not Feng Tong!


    However, his voice was the same as Feng Tong''s voice. He was still talking, so his voice continued to be heard in their ears


    No, I''ll ask him!


    Feng linger couldn''t figure out what was going on, but she couldn''t stand it anymore. She had to ask


    But just as she was about to jump up, her bright wrist was caught by a big and heavy hand, and then a voice came: "Ling, let''s not move, let''s see what he will do." then decide what to do next.


    Feng Ling waited impatiently, but her white wrist was torn off and she couldn''t break free, so she had to stop. Calm down and think again. Feng linger also thought that Sunan was right. On the other side of the platform, he was a complete stranger, and his voice was like Feng 563 copper, but who knew it wasn''t the excessive yearning of the people he loved. What''s the illusion?


    In this way, Feng Ling settled down and snuggled up beside Sunan. Indeed, he was calmer, more stable and more organized.


    At this time, the man standing on the mound, with a wave of his hand, was running to the fat pig. The fart pig was holding the cooked pig. Now, the four eldest sons standing next to the fat pig shouted: "divide the meat!


    The four men in front of the mound acted according to the order. Each of them had a sharp and unusual knife in his hand. The knife ran very fast. The shadow of the knife flashed and the fat meat was cut off.


    The four men were very fast, five to six minutes at most. A fat pig was cut into pieces of meat and left Besson''s skeleton on the wide reading board.


    In this area around the white bone is a pile of four pieces of meat.


    The action of putting the meat slices in officially began. Each time, they can''t repeat. The first lead in front, then, they consciously turn their back to the back. In the front, they also need to get a piece of fat.


    Although there is not much fat in each piece, the most is three or four pairs. However, this piece of meat is worth running so far because it is too fragrant.


    The smell can be smelled even a mile away.


    South of Jiangsu took a piece of DBFB, the perfume spray, and of course he had an impulse to taste it.


    But he flinched and stopped eating. He felt that the barbecue was a little wrong, because generally speaking, the meat didn''t smell very good or fragrant, but it really had an unusual smell. Therefore, there was only one possibility: there was a problem with the pork.


    Feng Ling hardly ate. In addition to thinking that there was a problem with the pork, she also thought that the pork was not clean. Careless people carried the pork in such a big circle, the dust fell on it, and people talked. She spit and almost couldn''t stop.


    How about this meat? "Feng Ling will approach Sunan and ask quietly.


    I think there''s something wrong with the meat. I can''t eat it. Throw it on the ground when it''s not ready. Don''t worry about it.


    Sunan''s voice didn''t fall down, because he was fighting for fat among a group of people, and the fat was gone. Of course, Feng linger painted gourds like this.


    Sunan went to see the man in the earth again and found that his previous kindness had disappeared. His face was getting darker and darker, and there was a faint smile around his mouth. He was more confident of that guy. This was definitely not a good idea.


    But what would he do? "


    This Sunan thought never got an answer to such a question. He didn''t understand that it was useless for such a group of people to do such a thing in the end.


    But at this time, those who eat fat meat first like to drink sweating medicine. Like clapping their hands, they fall down in a blink of an eye.


    Good boy, as expected, there''s a problem!


    In Sunan''s mind, it was a wanderer of Lafon. He shouted if he fell to the ground.


    Feng linger also knew what he meant to pull her. Of course, he followed her down.


    They wanted to know what the man who spoke like Feng would do.


    In addition, whether he is Feng Xing or not, he is his uncle and Feng Ling''s brother-in-law. These two very important issues must be clarified!


    Brother Liu, there is something wrong with the meat! "Feng Ling and Sunan are on the ground side by side, facing each other. They are quite close, just like riding in bed to sleep, so she can have a chance to speak in a low voice.


    Of course, there is a problem. There has never been a free lunch in the world. These guys of the Corruption Commission don''t even understand such a simple truth. It''s really sad!


    Sunan sighed softly, but he couldn''t think of the world and what he could do to them. However, just then, he suddenly found that in front, even the last person who had eaten fat meat slices began to fall. One by one, in the end, except for the four pieces of pork mint and the man on the big mound, he stood, all men, women and children , whether young or old, lie on the ground.


    The man on the mound sighed coldly and said, "do it!" when he spoke, his big hand waved again, and he gave orders.


    What''s going on?


    As Sunan thought, he looked happily westward, where a man, one of the four people who had previously cut pork, was walking towards the person closest to him.