"Stop it, fat man, that sable hasn't run away yet." A big hand was placed on the fat man's shoulder and pulled his jumping out back.

The fat man turned around and saw that it was Wang Sanpao, and looked at Qiqi again. She was raising her little hand and greeting a big pine tree. There was a purple shadow hidden in the middle of the branches.

Qiqi waited in place for a while, constantly fiddling with the remaining fish in her hand, but the sable never came to see the light again. Seeing that it was getting dark, the fat man had to regretfully call Qiqi over. The sable was too suspicious, unlike the sable and the wild boars, they were adopted by Qiqi when they were underage, which was easier to deal with; they were not like sika deer and scented deer, who were docile herbivores themselves.

"Do you want to kill it?" Wang Sanpao was a little worried.

The fat man glared at him angrily: "If you want Jugen, just hit him." After that, he carried Qiqi to his shoulders and took big steps forward. Some areas of the snow in the forest were scraped very thin and could barely pass through.

Wang Sanpao finally put down his gun. Of course, he knew that there were fewer sables and he couldn't bear to take action. If it weren't for the remote mountains of Daqing Mountain and the few who came to hunt, there would probably be no sables hiding there.

The lights quickly lit up inside the MuLengzi, and the fire was also lit in the stove pit, and water was burned, and the chickens were ready to take off. The house gradually felt like home.

"Let's go, take out Feilong." Wang Sanpao pinched his fingers and saw that it was getting dark outside, so he quickly set off.

Old man Wu was carrying a hunting rifle and carrying Qiqi with his big braid. He followed him to see Qiqi. The fat man was in a bad mood and was too lazy to move and stayed in MuLengzi to burn the fire. Qiqi saw it and stopped going, squatting on the ground to pull out the long feather feathers on the tail of the cockerel.

When the water boiled, the fat man took off the pheasant. The chicken intestines and other things were called Qiqi to feed the dog outside. After a while, Qiqi never returned to the house.

The fat man suddenly shuddered and quickly pushed the door and rushed out. A black shadow flashed past, and then Qiqi's complaint came: "Uncle Strange, you scared Ah Zi away again."

"A Zi? It's that sable, it's back!" The fat man was immediately excited. Perhaps there was still a chance, and that guy must have been following the tree.

Qiqi threw the crucian melon seeds in her hand that were half-chewed by A Zi to the window, and then pouted into the room. After a while, the three people who were taking out the flying dragon returned and were talking excitedly along the way.

A few more flying dragons were removed, and a large pot of pheasant was cooked. After the flying dragon was cooked, a large pot of soup was found. Several people held a large bowl and drank it squeaked.

Wang Sanpao took out the pheasants, mixed them with soy sauce, salt noodles, sesame oil and pepper noodles, etc., and then applied them to the pheasants. Cut them twice in the area where the meat is thick so that they can taste.

"Uncle San wants to make smoked chicken?" The fat man has a good study of diet and has seen some tricks.

Wang Sanpao nodded: "The pheasant meat is thick and has a strong smell. It is more satisfying to eat it after smoke and tear it. It is a good dish for wine."

While speaking, several pheasants were finished packing up. Wang Sanpao washed out the water from the pot, then sprinkled a handful of millet on the bottom of the pot, and threw the seasonings such as green onions, ginger and other seasonings brought in.

"It would be great if there was a little tea." Wang Sanpao smacked his lips, a little regretful.

"I have that." The fat man ran into the house, took out a pinch of tea from the wooden box, and sprinkled it on the bottom of the pot.

Wang Sanpao laid a curtain in the pot, arranged the pheasants one by one, covered the pot, added a few thin branches to the stove pit and baked them on a low heat.

After a while, a light sound came from the pot, and the fragrance of tea and onion and ginger were emitted, making people unable to help but suck their noses, and they all said it was so fragrant.

Gradually, the rice fragrance also spread out. Wang Sanpao lifted the pot and turned over the pheasant inside, and then smoked it for another half an hour before it was finished.

When I opened the pot, I saw a few pheasants that were smoked golden yellow, with a layer of oily surface, and I felt appetite. When I put them in the house, Old Man Wu had already poured wine in the rice bowl, went up, tore off a chicken thigh and handed it to Qiqi, and then tore one of the big braids. Finally, it was his turn, and he was not afraid of being hot.

He put the chicken legs horizontally to his mouth, tore a big mouthful, chewed it loudly, then picked up the rice bowl, gulped the wine, and then shouted "Happy".

The fat man can eat it and tear off a chicken wing. Although the meat is not much, the chicken skin is strong and delicious. Put it in his mouth, it smells of tea, and then the aroma of chicken is unique, and I can't help but praise it.

In the end, the five smoked pheasants were all destroyed by five people, and the three pounds of small roasted rice brought by the fat man were killed. Wang Sanpao and Old Man Wu both drank and blushed. After walking around the ground for two rounds, they went to bed.

There were five people with big and small people, and the kang was not too big, so it was a bit crowded. Old man Wu was at the head of the kang, then Wang Sanpao, then fat man, with big braids hugging Qiqi at the end of the kang, and Qiqi was sandwiched between her drinking fat man.

This was the first time that the fat man slept on the same kang with Da Braida. After blowing out the candle, he heard her undressing sound of taking off her clothes. He couldn't help but feel distracted. He made an exception and lay down for more than ten minutes. Then he listened to the majestic and powerful snoring of Old Man Wu and Wang Sanpao, smelling the breath of the opposite sex from the other side, and finally fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, the fat man suddenly felt something under his neck. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his big braid was hunched over. Qiqi lay in her arms, and then he put one hand on the fat man's neck with his big braid, and his sleep was quiet, but his posture was really warm.

Although the fat man enjoyed this feeling very much, he thought that there were still two old men who would definitely make a statement if they were seen. So he gently put his big braided hand on the quilt and got up and got off the kang.

After breakfast, Wang Sanpao went to put on a condom, and Old Man Wu and Da Braidie followed him to watch the fun. The fat man had other plans and left Qiqi behind, preparing to trap Silk.

Qiqi originally wanted to go with Big Braid, so she was not very happy: "Uncle, you should smoke the remaining pheasant for me."

While using people, the fat man didn't care about her little girl. After agreeing, he took out two crucian melon seeds from the wooden box and handed them to Qiqi, and then asked her to sway to the courtyard. The fat man lay on the window and saw Qiqi holding a bait in his hand. As soon as he swayed twice, the sable appeared not far away, as if it suddenly emerged from the snow, and his movements were too fast.

Qiqi teased it for a while, then threw the fish at its feet, and the sable came up step by step, finally got to the front of the crucian melon seeds and started to bite it. Even Qiqi's little hand touched its back and did not escape again.

The fat man was so happy in the room that he saw it: this relationship develops relatively quickly. At this speed, it is estimated that he will become a family at night, hehe...

Then, he went to smoke the chicken with confidence and prepared to reward the meritorious officials. Perhaps because of his greed, the fat man was very talented in cooking. He threw the chicken into the pot and cooked it, and then put a few pieces of meat into the pot.

Add a few wooden slaughter and the fat man returned to the bed to check the progress outside. When he saw this, the fat man almost frightened: Siberian tiger!
Chapter completed!