The old lady was kind-eyed, and when she saw Zhang Qiang, she smiled and beckoned him in.

Zhang Qiang sniffed violently.

It's so fragrant.

There was a hint of hesitation in his heart, but he was soon overwhelmed by the aroma, and followed the old lady and walked in.

As he walked, he asked what kind of soup was stewed.

The old lady smiled and said, "Broth." ”

Zhang Qiang: ......

Of course, he knew it was broth, but he had never smelled it so fragrant, it was even more fragrant than the soup made by the master chef of a five-star hotel.

I can't control the saliva in my mouth just by smelling it.

The old lady told him to sit down first and go to the kitchen to serve the soup herself.

The hall is not big, it is very ordinary, and there is a table of eight immortals and four benches in the middle.

There is a Buddha statue on it, I don't know what it is, it looks a little hideous.

Zhang Qiang looked at it casually and then withdrew his gaze.

The old lady came out with a small bowl, which was still steaming hot, and it was very fragrant.

Zhang Qiang's eyes stared at the bowl and hurriedly grabbed it.

It doesn't matter if it's hot or not, just pour it into your mouth in a big gulp.

It smelled very fragrant just now, but I didn't expect it to taste even more fragrant, it's simply delicious.

While eating, I didn't forget to ask the old lady how this soup was boiled.

The old lady smiled and said, "It's just boiled in the old way, is it delicious?" There's a lot of it in the pot. ”

Zhang Qiang hurriedly handed over the bowl, but the old lady didn't answer, and after a while, she came out with a soup pot.

Zhang Qiang was overjoyed.

patted his chest and promised, "Old lady, don't worry, I won't eat your soup in vain, from now on, in this village, I will cover you, if there is anything, just report my name directly." ”

The soup pot was full of aroma and mist, Zhang Qiang lowered his head to drink the soup, and didn't notice a weird smile on the old lady's expressionless face.

"Is it good?"

The stiff, cold sound was like a fingernail scraping against a wall.

Zhang Qiang nodded again and again.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, I've never had such a delicious soup."

I didn't hear anything strange about the sound.

A large pot of soup was quickly drunk.

The meat in the soup is also particularly smooth and tender, and it melts in your mouth.

The old lady went in with the soup pot.

Zhang Qiang sat on the bench with Erlang's legs crossed, humming a little song, his fingers tapping on the bench, licking his lips, his mouth was fragrant, and he was still savoring.

I really earned it today.

The soup that the old lady boiled was really good, and she was thinking that she would come more often in the future.

Maybe I drank too much soup and wanted to go to the toilet.

The toilet in the countryside is generally behind the kitchen, which is easy to find, Zhang Qiang originally wanted to wait for the old lady to come back and talk to her, in case she thought she was gone, the soup would not be able to drink again.

But I was so panicked that I couldn't help it.

People have three urgencies.

Holding his stomach and hunching his body, he ran out.

When I passed the kitchen from outside, I saw the old lady standing in front of a large cauldron, steaming hot, holding a spoon in her hand, stirring in the pot.

While stirring, there are words in his mouth, and he is talking about something.

But he couldn't hold it back.

I didn't pay much attention to it, so I hurried to the toilet.

When the physiological problem came out, the old lady was no longer in the kitchen, probably going out with soup.

Zhang Qiang thought of the soup.

He drooled again, and was about to go, when he saw the cauldron.

I don't know what is stewed in the pot so fragrant, I'm so curious.

It's like a cat scratching in my heart.

He's not usually such a curious person, he's a mixed society, he knows a truth very well, and it's not good to know too much.

But I don't know what's going on today.

It's just curiosity.

It's nothing to think about, it's just a pot of soup, see what's wrong.

Well, by the way, let's see how much soup is left in the pot, and then let the old lady pack a portion and eat it slowly.

Just walk over.

This look almost didn't scare the neuropathy out.

I can't stand on my feet.

Holding on to the stove, in the big pot, the soup was already boiling white, constantly tumbling, and the hot aroma went straight to the nose.

It's still a familiar taste.

However, at this moment, Zhang Qiang just wanted to vomit.

Holding on to the stove, clutching his stomach, retching.

But he couldn't spit out anything.

In the pot, three human heads rose and fell, with a malicious smile on their faces, and sharp sounds came out of their mouths.

"Quack."

Zhang Qiang: ......

There are two heads that look unfamiliar, but one is very familiar, and the one he just met today is Wang Jian.

I couldn't suppress the fear in my heart anymore and rushed out of the door.

The heads let out a piercing scream.

"You can't run away, you can't run away, it won't be long before you join us."

Zhang Qiang covered his ears.

I can't hear, I can't hear anything.

How so.

Ming Ming saw Wang Jian as a genius, why did he die.

Also, who are the other two people.

Two people?

Zhang Qiang's eyes widened, yes, they?

Before I had time to think about it, I ran to the door, and at the door, the old lady was dressed in red, her face was pale, her lips were red with blood, and she was holding a bowl of soup in her hand.

Ji Ji smiled, "Drink the soup, drink the soup and leave." ”

Zhang Qiang: ......

"Ah......h

With a loud scream, his mind went blank at this time, and he just wanted to get away from this place quickly.

It must have been a ghost.

With all his might, he pushed away the old lady who was in front of him.

Thought it would be heavy.

Scold.

The old lady was pushed by that, and directly turned into pieces, scattered on the ground, rolled her head on the ground a few times, cracked the blood-red mouth, and kept saying, "Drink the soup, drink the soup and then leave, it's a delicious human broth." ”

That face, one moment an old lady, another moment a little girl.

Giggling, all yelling at him for soup.

Zhang Qiang covered his ears, shook his head and shouted, "Don't drink, I won't drink." ”

I don't know how long it took, I was woken up by a burst of white light, I opened my eyes, oh, it was dawn.

There was a crowd of people around.

was all pointing and pointing, and Zhang Qiang's head was a little confused.

Is it a dream?

But that dream is too real.

The old lady's laughter was still in my ears.

Zhang Qiang got up from the ground, his head was still groggy, he slept outside all night, his clothes and hair were wet with dew, and he staggered home.

It's still early.

Mother Zhang sat at the door, her eyes drifting away, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

When he saw his son returning, he hurriedly stood up.

Cautiously asked, "Cuong, are you back?" I didn't have breakfast, or my mother would cook you some soup. ”

Zhang Qiang: ......

Instantly, I thought of the fragrant human broth in my dream.

"I don't drink soup, and I'm not allowed to make soup again." ”

Panting for breath and red eyes.

Zhang's mother was directly frightened, and she didn't know what stimulation he was outside again, since that incident, the child's temper has been cloudy, and it really hurts him.

Nodding again and again, "Okay, if you don't drink soup, we won't drink soup in the future." ”

Zhang Qiang's chest rose and fell violently, he didn't say anything more, and turned around and entered the house with a tired expression.