Everyone looked at everything in front of them and felt an indescribable feeling.

Some people think that Luo Banxian deserves what he deserves. Whoever causes him to do evil will be punished by God. Such a person has harmed his son and his family. Hey, he really deserves to die.

Others believe that Luo Banxian is dead and his son is crazy, so that the feud between the two families can be evened out.

But some people are dissatisfied, can it really be equalized? They have harmed far more people than just this, and there are many people who no one knows about.

It is true that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. It is not that they will not be repaid because the time has not yet come.

Captain Wang Zhaode couldn't say anything. After all, Luo Banxian was at fault first, but this person was beaten to death by two fools. So what can we do? We can just forget about it.

"Hey, you have committed a sin. You should go back and take care of future generations. This great immortal has really become a god in heaven." Wang Zhaode said, shaking his head.

Zhao Yueji looked up to the sky and shouted: "Retribution, this is all our retribution."

After saying that, she looked at Wang Dayang and Kang Linlin's family and said, "Okay, our families are even, it's even.

.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she kowtowed several times to the members of the Wangjiagou commune and shouted: "I'm sorry, it's over, it's over."

Her voice was so loud that she almost broke her throat. After shouting, she asked her nephew to carry Luo Banxian on his back, then went to hold Luo Xiaotian, and together they slowly disappeared from people's sight.

.

Luo Xiaotian's "The monster is dead" echoed behind him.

.The goblin is dead.

.”

Seeing that nothing happened, Liu Chen was ready to leave.

But Wang Dayang and Wang Zhaode refused to let them go, so how could they leave without eating?

It’s time for dinner, so let’s sit down and eat.

There are tables for eight people, and eucalyptus boards and stools are borrowed from each house.

There are not many dishes on the menu now, there are eight dishes on the table, there are many vegetarian dishes, and there is only one meat dish, but the portion is still very sufficient. The rest are multigrain steamed buns and multigrain rice.

There are cut tobacco on the table, as well as cut paper that looks like a homework notebook, old newspapers, etc., as well as a box of matches, which are prepared for people who smoke. The wine is bulk wine.

"Can you smoke?"

"meeting."

I saw Wang Zhaode first pick up a piece of paper, which was cut, and the tobacco was evenly arranged, and placed on the cigarette paper. First, pinch the bottom edge of the paper to wrap the tobacco, and slowly rub it up, down, left, and right until the cigarette feels basically formed.

. Then pinch the bottom edge of the cigarette paper, push the tobacco upwards, and finally use the tip of your tongue to gently sip along the upper edge of the rolling paper, and you're done.

"How about it?" Wang Zhaode rolled one and asked Liu Chen if he wanted it.

After all, there was his own saliva on it, so it would be better for him to ask.

Liu Chen shook his head. He didn't want a cigarette with other people's saliva on it, so he might as well learn to roll it himself.

Liu Chen picked up the tobacco and paper and rolled it up like Wang Zhaode. Because he didn't control the tightness when rolling it, it turned out very ugly.

"Brother Chen, you are too ugly, let me try." Wang Xiong couldn't stand Liu Chenjuan anymore, so he wanted to challenge him.

I saw him holding tobacco and paper and imitating Wang Zhaode. When the final product was produced, it was not as good as Liu Chenjuan's.

Liu Chen looked at Wang Xiong's cigarette and shook his head: "Laughing at fifty steps and a hundred steps won't make you any better."

There is a table and a box of matches, which must be used in turn. After all, this belongs to the owner's family. You can use it as you like. In this era, everyone saves what they can.

Liu Chen and Wang Xiong couldn't wait any longer, so they took out the lighter and "pop", lit the cigarette they had just rolled.

Everyone stared at the things in Liu Chen and Wang Xiong's hands.

"What is this?"

"lighter."

"What chicken?"

"Oh, the kid invented it. It can make fire."

Everyone's eyes are about to pop out right now, this thing is great, much easier to use than matches.

Kang Lei stared at Liu Chen's lighter, his eyes almost popped out, and the matches in his hand suddenly lost their smell.

"Brother Chen, can you lend it to me to look at?"

Kang Lei took the lighter, held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully. The members next to him turned to stare.

"Hey, there are paintings on it."

"Wow, what is in this? It can actually move."

Kang Lei shook it and saw the liquid inside swaying, and everyone stared at it in surprise.

"What kind of chicken is this good?"

"This little devil is so talented that he can produce such novel things."

"Brother Chen, let me try."

"Just try it."

Kang Lei imitated Liu Chen's example and said "pop", and the flames flew high.

"Oh, my little bitch, I'm angry, I'm angry."

"Baby Bastard, light the cigarette quickly."

"Coming."

"You little brats, don't burn your hair." Wang Zhaode couldn't stand it anymore and said.

Everyone took turns watching, and finally the lighter returned to Liu Chen's hand.

Wang Zhaode looked at this lighter. If he had this lighter, he could bring it with him to a meeting in the commune next time he smoked. That would be a great deal for him.

Wang Zhaode looked at Liu Chen with a smile: "Comrade, can you still get this lighter? How much does it cost?"

"It's not worth a dollar."

Many members present heard that Wang Zhaode wanted to get one, and they were a little ready to make a move. Now when they heard that it cost one yuan each, they were all dumbfounded. It was too expensive.

Matches only cost 2 cents a box, and this lighter actually costs a dollar a piece. This is too expensive, so forget it and use your own matches.

Everyone was chatting, and soon the food was served.

Eight vegetables and one soup, multigrain steamed buns, and sorghum rice.

Sweet and sour pickled red radish, roasted green vegetables, green pepper and potato slices, pickles, vermicelli stewed in lard residue, braised eggplant, vegetable mixed soup, rice dumplings, egg, green vegetable and tofu soup.

This was Liu Chen's first time attending such a white-tie banquet, and this dish was too vegetarian.

Wang Xiong and Gu Wanjun stared at the food on the table, which was not half as good as Liu Chen's food.

After all, it’s a simple matter, so it’s normal to have less food, as long as you can eat enough.

At this time, I saw Dazhi and several of Wang Mazi's sons, shouting to everyone: "The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the dead never return to their hometowns. Please help your neighbors, relatives and friends, who are suffering and suffering to help. Pain Hall

With important events in mind, filial men and filial women are worried again. There are four squares on a table, eight guests sit on one table, no good food, and no good soup. Please forgive me for the poor food. Dutiful men and filial women bow to everyone once, twice, and then bow again.

, the ceremony is over."

Wang Zhaode quickly divided everyone's bowls and said to Liu Chen and the others: "You're welcome to eat."

Liu Chen and the others nodded. They had eaten a lot in the morning and were not very hungry yet.

I saw Liu Chen and the others just picking up the tachyons to pick up the food, and saw the "ping ping ping ping ping" of the tachyons on the table, the sound of smashing, and the sound of swallowing.

.

Many people didn't even eat in the morning, so they were just waiting for this delicious meal at noon, so they had enough to eat. In fact, many members of the commune didn't even eat last night, so they were just waiting for this meal.

Everyone looked at Liu Chen who didn't move his kuaizi a few times, and they all stared and said, "Why don't you eat it? Eat it quickly, it's delicious."

Wang Zhaode poured a few bowls of wine, which was bulk wine, and brought it to Liu Chen and others: "On behalf of the Wang family, thank you, please."

After Wang Zhaode finished speaking, he quickly drank a bowl of wine.

Liu Chen and Wang Xiong looked at it and were shocked. This drinking must be too strong.

Liu Chen and Wang Xiong looked at each other and drank from the wine bowls in one gulp.

"Brother Chen, Captain Wang has a good drinking capacity. I'm afraid you are no match for him." Kang Lei whispered in Liu Chen's ear.

Liu Chen knew that bulk wine was generally over 65 degrees, which was high alcohol, and was different from the medicinal wine he made. He would have to drive back on a motorcycle later, and there was a section of mountain road that was not that easy to walk.

, it’s better to drink less.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables.

.”

Wang Zhaode said while eating the food.

"good."
To be continued...