The old man shook his head when he saw the pork belly in his bowl, but there was an indescribable eagerness in his eyes, but there was also a hint of fear in this desire.
He kept opening his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Wang Qing understood: "Grandpa, are you having trouble using chopsticks by yourself?"
Wang Qing was a caring person, so he immediately changed his spoon, scooped up the pork belly in the bowl, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.
"Eat quickly, Grandpa."
As soon as the pork belly was in his mouth, the old man's expression changed instantly.
He almost couldn't wait to swallow the piece of pork belly into his stomach, without even chewing it.
Then stood up suddenly.
Before Wang Qing could put down the spoon, he was startled by the old man's sudden move.
I saw a strong light emanating from the old man's eyes. He directly reached into the basin of red meat, grabbed a piece of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.
He looked like a starving ghost who hadn't eaten in hundreds of years.
The old man's expression became extremely fanatical.
Both hands were put into the basin, and the ten fingers were soaked in fat and were slippery.
Picking up pieces of pork belly cooked in crystal clear oily red sauce from the basin, he stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it without even chewing.
The speed of swallowing could not keep up with the speed of stuffing it into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged rapidly.
The old man kept stuffing it into his mouth.
It makes people even wonder if their mouth will be split open like this.
Unable to eat any more, the old man began to suffer from physiological nausea and vomiting.
The pork belly in his mouth fell on the table and tumbled into the plates of dishes.
He started to spit out all the pork belly he had just eaten.
At the end of the vomiting, there is no more meat left, and yellow-green bile is vomited out.
However, even so, he still insisted on putting his hand into the pot of braised pork.
He grabbed the meat inside and continued to put it into his mouth.
Wang Qing was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Looking at the mess on the table, I couldn't help but think: How delicious is this braised pork?
It’s all for the old man, he’s eating like crazy!
However, before he could think more about it, the old man's face suddenly changed, showing an expression of pain.
A hand grabbed his throat hard.
His throat was also a little abnormal, like a chicken's crop, with a small piece bulging out, containing heavy food.
The old man held it there, and the crop kept squirming under his hands.
Finally, the old man said "Wow" and spurted out a large mouthful of thick black blood.
The other old people at the table watched this scene quietly, as if they had expected it.
But Wang Qing couldn't bear it, stood up suddenly, and lifted the dining table.
He shouted in horror: "The food is poisonous!!!"
For a moment, everyone in the courtyard stopped moving.
Everyone's eyes converged on Wang Qing in unison.
Everyone's face was expressionless, like a puppet.
Even though he was not at the center of these glances, Tan Yushi felt a shudder.
He had been paying attention to Wang Qing's movements just now, for fear that Wang Qing would eat something he shouldn't have eaten on the table.
Although, in fact, Tan Yushi is not sure what is edible and what is not edible on this table.
After sitting down, no one moved their chopsticks.
Who knew that in such a short period of time, Wang Qing's table would undergo such a huge change.
Wang Qing stood there in horror, being stared at by the eyes of the people around him, as if he hadn't noticed anything wrong yet.
"Why didn't you say anything, didn't you call the police, didn't you call the ambulance?"
Wang Qing really didn't understand. The old man was vomiting blood. Why did these people look at him and not move.
This village is too impersonal.
At this moment, the man in a suit stepped forward.
Two strong young men followed him.
The man in the suit waved, and the two young men lifted up the old man who was vomiting blood.
"There is no poison in the food. Mr. Wang is suddenly ill." The man in the suit said to Wang Qing.
Wang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
It's just that the cups and plates on the table are in a mess, and even the uneaten dishes are full of the old man's vomit.
This whole table of food is inedible.
After seeing the scene where the old man vomited blood, the people at Tan Yushi's table looked at the food on the table and did not dare to take off their chopsticks.
The man in the suit refused to give up easily and walked to Tan Yushi's side.
“You—why don’t you eat?”
Tan Yushi's face was a little pale, and he held himself up to prevent himself from showing an unnatural expression, and replied: "I feel a little motion sick today and can't eat."
The man in the suit looked at the other people on the table. Before he could speak, he saw Fang Yajing purse her lips and reveal a shy smile.
"I've lost weight recently."
Seeing this, others imitated their answers and found reasons not to eat.
The man in the suit couldn't find any flaws, so he turned around and left angrily.
The group returned safely to their residence without having dinner.
Fang Yajing took the lead in entering the room.
After making sure that no one was around, he reached into his arms and took out a copy of the rules from his underwear.
She went to the cemetery alone in the afternoon to get it.
Fortunately, with talented help, there was no danger along the way.
The second half of the "Village Rules":
[8. Health centers are safe, but wards are not. Say no to the doctor's offer to keep you in a hospital bed. 】
【9. Children are innocent and you can believe their words. Children are more likely to see things that adults cannot. Young children are also more likely to be deceived. 】
【10. Please pay attention to etiquette when eating. Pork is edible, but make sure it's real pork. Vegetarian dishes are safe, but make sure there are no mushrooms in them. 】
[11. The village only provides one meal a day. If you need more food, you can go to the canteen to buy it. 】
[12. When the canteen is unattended, you can help look after the canteen and receive 10% of the day's turnover as compensation. 】
[13. It’s cold at night, so please go to bed after soaking your feet before 9 o’clock. 】
【14. People in the village will not go out and walk around at night. If you hear someone outside the door at night, don't pay attention. 】
Fang Yajing's gaze paused for a long time on item 12, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Is there actually a way to make money in this village? !
Fang Yajing knew very well that money in ghost stories and real money were completely different currencies.
In Ghost Story, money can solve many things.
However, money in ghost stories is hard to come by.
Unexpectedly, there is a way to make money in such a dilapidated small village.
At the same time, Wang Qing walked into the house carrying a thermos bottle and fell into some kind of meditation.
Why did she feel like she had forgotten something?
Did you forget something?
