The sweet potatoes are deeply loved by my wife. I can’t stop eating them in one bite, and they are so sweet. ()

After a while, a sweet potato entered his stomach, and then picked up the second one from the pot without hesitation. Wang Yong kept swallowing his saliva, and was really stunned.

Is this broken thing that delicious? Is it good to have lunch just now?

No matter what Wang Yong thought, his wife gave him a serious task: she didn't eat enough, and she would have to eat tomorrow.

"Isn't there so much in this pot? Since you like to eat, you'll keep it for you, enough for you to eat every meal for a few days."

Wang Yong was very puzzled by his wife's love of eating sweet potatoes so much. It's really good to eat this broken thing once in a while. But you don't have to be so exaggerated like his wife, right?

"What do you know? I'll give some such delicious food to Wenwen and Hu Gang later. They have never eaten the sweet potatoes made in this way. Well, compared to roasted sweet potatoes, this steamed sweet potato tastes good too."

Wang Yong saw it, okay, since you like to eat it, it’s not easy. Although we don’t use this piece, we didn’t use this thing, but after pushing forward for more than ten years, our county is known as the “land of sweet potatoes”! It’s not easy to get some sweet potatoes!

"This matter is easy to deal with. I will call the fat man and the little boy later and ask them to send a car to your house. You can't finish eating every day even this winter."

"Hmph! Don't just talk about it and don't practice talking nonsense?"

Isn’t believe in your husband’s strength? I’m angry!

"Wait, if I can't pull a cart of sweet potatoes for you tomorrow, I'll let you deal with it!"

"A gentleman's words?"

"Don't provoke your husband, just wait and eat sweet potatoes every day!"

When the wife heard this, she happily took a bag of sweet potatoes and carried them out of the house and gave her the "delicious food" she thought she was delicious.

Wang Yong called Xiao Zai'er by phone. He thought that it was more reliable to do such a thing. The big boss Xiao Zai'er, who was well-known and famous, was more reliable. As expected, as soon as he said that, he agreed happily.

"No problem, let alone one car, ten cars are just a matter of one word. By the way, there is a Liuyu Valley in the county, which is a farm with many fruit trees. I have played picking with people several times, and I know them with their boss. There are many new varieties of edible sweet potatoes and starch-based sweet potatoes. They are all green and pollution-free. You can wait at home tomorrow and I will deliver them to you as soon as the afternoon."

After hearing what he said, Wang Yong was not worried. The little boy was quite reliable in doing things. Since he said he wanted to wait for the receipt tomorrow, then wait!

He had just sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV when he found Dawei pulling and pulling an elderly village woman into the yard.

"Aunt San?"

Wang Yong shouted uncertainly, it was really that the person in front of him was so different from the third aunt in his memory. Didn’t he see that she looked like this a few days ago?

In Wang Yong's memory, Aunt San is an honest rural woman with a straightforward personality and says whatever she wants. In addition to spreading gossip and having snacks, she also has little shortcomings in her memory.

Oh, by the way, Aunt San heard that there is another problem in recent years. She likes to play mahjong. And because she is in a hurry to play mahjong, she often causes some ridiculous things.

It seems that such a thing has spread in the village these days. Even otaku like Wang Yong has heard several groups of people talking about it.

When talking about this, we have to first talk about Aunt San’s family situation.

My third aunt's family has a son and a daughter, and the old couple is still a father-in-law. As for her daughter, she went to work after graduating from junior high school. She has been married long ago, and her son-in-law is still from the city, so she naturally followed her into the city and moved into the building.

My son just graduated not long ago. My third aunt originally wanted him to go back to the village business to find a job, but as a college student, he was very proud and insisted on going outside alone to create his own career.

However, like most newly graduated college students, this kid is a man with low expectations. Now, after changing two jobs, he is now in his sister's house while recuperating and working hard to find a job.

Uncle San was a big boss in his old uncle's engineering team. He had been working on construction work for about half his life and was used to it.

Besides, the wages on the construction site are also quite high, so he became one of the few people in the village who had not returned home and had been working on the construction site all the time after following the engineering team.

But they are doing very well. They can earn more than 200 yuan a day, and when they are good, they can get a salary of 300 a day. On average, they can still earn five or six thousand yuan a month. This is much better than some college students who are proud of the gods!

So at Aunt San’s house, she usually only has Aunt San and her father-in-law at home. In addition to taking care of her father-in-law who is still very strong at home, she is also busy with the land at home.

In the past, their family had several acres of land, and Aunt San had to work both at home and at the same time. She was so busy that she could not touch the ground all day. If she wanted to play mahjong for a while, she would have to squeeze time.

But since Wang Yong founded the Mid-mountain company, Aunt San’s house has only less than one acre of land left. Like the aunt, she grows something to eat freshly in this field.

That little bit of land is nothing to Aunt San, who is used to being busy. It takes some free time to take care of it and get it done properly. So now Aunt San is liberated and does not lack money on hand, so there is naturally more time to play mahjong.

One morning, Aunt San got up a little early when she couldn't sleep. According to herself, it was about four o'clock and five o'clock. Thinking of her father-in-law saying she wanted to eat dumplings last night, she might as well just make some dumplings when she was idle.

So when I woke up early and it was still dark, Aunt San worked at night, kneading the noodles, chopping the filling, and then packing dumplings.

Aunt San is a good guy at home and abroad, so it’s no problem to make dumplings for two of them. She didn’t have to do it for long to make dozens of steamed dumplings with thin skin and large fillings.

Next is to light the fire and boil the water. Since it is used to use liquefied gas, she doesn't need to burn the fire. When she is idle, she goes back to the house and lies on the kang while eating melon seeds while waiting for the dumplings to come out of the pot.

After more than ten minutes, when I saw the white steam coming out of the steamer on the stove, Aunt San saw that the time was almost over, so she lifted the lid of the pot and prepared to pick out one of the dumplings and taste if it was cooked.

But when she opened the lid of the pot, she was stunned immediately?

It was as empty as wild, and there were no dumplings at all.

Where did the dumplings go? I was clearly wrapped and put them in the pot. Why didn’t they go? And there were no cages? Could it be that they were still haunted?

Thinking of this, Aunt San, a typical rural woman who had almost never traveled far in her life, just shook her whole body and got goosebumps.

Could it be that there is really a ghost? This is the dumplings her daughter's grandmother is greedy for her? But she shouldn't take away all the cages?

In rural areas, most elderly and women are superstitious. Because they have not studied much and have limited knowledge, they believe in ghosts, monsters, fortune telling, etc.

Aunt San is no exception, even the best among them. Although she is not a believer in any religion, she is indeed very pious and convinced about these things.

Every time a fortune teller comes to the village, even if he feels sorry for money and is reluctant to let someone tell a fortune, he always follows others and watch the fun and support the show.

If something happens to you in your own home, it doesn't need to be said.

Just like when her daughter got married, she went to find a famous local master who was said to be very effective in calculating three times. Not only did she donate more than 1,000 yuan to others, but she also helped others promote it everywhere and became famous, saying that they were very capable and had a good calculation, and if they had something to do, they had to go to someone like this.

As soon as this happened today, Aunt San couldn't help but think of ghosts and gods, and that was no wonder at all.

So where are the dumplings?

When the third aunt, who was so scared that she called her father-in-law in a panic, she told him about this, the old man was also stupid?

How is this possible?

"Did you not put the dumplings in at all?"

The old man asked in confusion, and immediately annoyed Aunt San, who was originally nervous and scared.

"Impossible? I've been in and out several times just now, but I haven't seen dumplings? I must have put them in."

Aunt San said this, especially her tone was very firm, not like she was joking, which made her father-in-law feel upset.

What's going on with this? Is it really haunted? It's not dawn yet?

Thinking of this in my heart, I couldn't help but turn my head and look outside, and I saw that the east side is already white, and the sun is about to come out! I'm not afraid of this anymore. No matter how powerful the ghost is, he is afraid of the sun? Besides, the big rooster in the yard just now cried several times.

It has been performed on TV. When the big rooster cried, all the little ghosts who came out to play at night would have to run away, otherwise the sun would have to come out and they would have to live.

The old man was a man, and when he thought of this, he became brave. After a while, he calmed down and began to let his wife recall where the dumplings were made, how did he bring them out? Where did he put them out after they were brought out?

When I heard that my wife was making dumplings in the inner room, the old man planned to check it out from the source and see what was going on.

As soon as he lifted the curtain, he entered the inner room. Aunt San followed him, shouting:

"Now, I'll just wrap this table on the ground, after I've finished wrapping..."

Aunt San could no longer say anything, and her father-in-law widened her eyes and looked at the big belly dumplings on the cage on the table and couldn't speak. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

ps: The power outage continues. This is a laptop code that charges it in advance. It is too difficult to get used to it!
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