Chapter 5728: Whose roasted meat tastes so good
“Hey, I can’t eat enough every day. It’s really hard to endure the lean times right now. I dreamed last night that the wheat was ripe and my mother rolled it for me. A big year I ate the bowl of noodles, and it smelled so good..."
"Eh? Why does it smell so good?"
Someone moved their noses vigorously, and others immediately followed. Smell them all.
“It smells so good. Whose family is cooking the meat? This woman is good at cooking, so the meat is so delicious!”
Everyone was chattering, and they quickened their steps to follow the direction from which the meaty aroma came...
"The aroma seemed to be coming from the yard of Zhao Dagou's house."
“Zhao Dagou is so stupid. A few days ago, he came to my house to borrow rice, crying about poverty, but now he is hiding at home and cooking meat. This is not possible, I have to go and get some.”
“I’ll go too.”
"Let's go, let's go together!"
The guys carried hoes and ran straight to Zhao Dagou's house without even entering their own homes.
When we got outside the yard, we really smelled the strong aroma of meat coming out of the house, but the yard door was closed, and there was no black smoke coming from the kitchen chimney.
"Zhao Dagou, you are such a fool to open the door, let us eat two pieces of meat too!"
There was no movement inside.
Someone noticed something was wrong, "There seemed to be no one at home, and there was no movement in the kitchen. The smell seemed to be wafting from the main room. Could it be that... they hid in the main room and ate meat on purpose? Open the door?”
"It's possible!"
While everyone was gathering at the door of Zhao Dagou's house to condemn and discuss, Zhao Dagou's roar came from behind: "You bastards don't go back to your homes, why don't you run away?" What are you doing at the door of my house?”
Everyone looked back and saw Zhao Dagou standing behind with a hoe on his back, his trousers rolled up to his knees, and his bare feet wearing straw sandals, which were covered with mud.
His mother-in-law was also standing beside him wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, with a basket in her arm containing several handfuls of wild vegetables. "Zhao Dagou, you two are not at home? We thought you were hiding at home and roasting meat. It's so delicious!"
Hearing what one of them said, Zhao Dagou moved his nose. It smelled really good, just like the burnt smell of roasted meat and bones when braised during the New Year. When he smelled this smell, Zhao Dagou couldn't bear it. He immediately thought of soju...
"Bah!"
The basket in the arms of the woman next to him suddenly fell to the ground, and his whole face changed.
“No, Da Mao!”
The mother-in-law dropped this meaningless sentence, hurriedly pushed through the crowd, rushed over, opened the courtyard door, and went straight to the main room.
Zhao Dagou also suddenly realized something, and the hoe on his shoulder fell to the ground, almost hitting the foot of the person next to him.
Ignoring the scoldings of the people next to him, he shouted: "No, for God's sake!"
Then he stumbled away from the crowd and ran home.
The crowd looked at each other, wondering what the two couples were doing.
In the main room, Madam Zhao Dagou’s shrill voice suddenly came: “Oh my God, what’s wrong with this!”
Zhao Dagou just ran to the door of the main room, and one leg collapsed into the main room. The scene in front of him made him fall to the ground, struggling to get up.
The villagers watching outside also noticed something was wrong at this time, and they all rushed into the yard.
The scene in the main room made them stunned, their expressions changed, even the most courageous people were so scared that they could not stand still, their legs were shaking hard...
When Yang Huazhong got the news and arrived, the Zhao family yard was crowded with villagers who came to watch the excitement.
(End of this chapter)