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Halfway down the mountain, Chen Ping and Su Qingyun met a short but very strong villager with a hoe on his back.

The villagers looked strange when they saw the two of them. They didn’t get close to each other in the Liao Family village, and there were no particularly good scenery, spectacles or specialties. Normally, there were not a few outsiders all year round and they suddenly appeared. It is quite rare for two strangers to come, especially these two are still so young.

Chen Ping came forward naturally and said: “Old Brother, the two of us siblings are going to Samui Town, and we have turned off. I don’t know how to get here. May I ask where you are?” [ 19459002]

“Sumei Town? Never heard of it. Ours is called Liao Family Village, and the nearest one is Song Family Episode.” The villager looked at the two suspiciously and replied.

“Song Family episode?” Chen Ping looked back at Su Qingyun, and saw that Su Qingyun nodded said that he knew, he said to the villagers again: “Song Family episode is also OK, we will recognize the way when we find Song Family episode, no Do you know how far is Liao Family Village from Song Family Episode?”

“It’s not very far, it took three days to walk.”

It took three days, Chen Ping frowned, and he was far away from what he thought.

But right now he and Su Qingyun have no other way, they can only find a way to the Song Family episode first.

“Old Brother, do you have a place to live in your village? The two of us siblings have gone around in the mountains for a few days and haven’t had a good rest. I want to spend the night in the precious place, is it convenient?”

“Takeover?” The villagers looked at the two of them again, and finally agreed: “You can go down the mountain with me first.”

Along the way, Chen Ping continued to get close to the villager.

“Old Brother, my name is Su Qing, this is my younger sister Su Yun, I don’t know how you call it?”

Hearing that they were both single names, the villager’s complexion became better. He returned to Chen Ping’s words: “My name is Liao Cheng.”

Chen Ping immediately changed his mouth and said: “Brother Cheng, I think other people’s homes have already started cooking, why did you go down the mountain until so late?”

“I’m alone in my family. It’s the same morning and evening.”

Chen Ping, who was born in the countryside, understood immediately. The most likely family property of Liao Cheng is not very good. The land allocated is estimated to be the worst in the village. As a result, he can’t make a lot of money after a busy year. Not a daughter-in-law.

In the countryside, such people are at the bottom of the chain of contempt.

Chen Ping fell silent, not knowing what to chat with Liao Cheng for a while.

The three of them walked to the entrance of Liao Family Village in a short time.

At the entrance of the village, under an old camphor tree, there were many idle men who were fed and had nothing to do, chatting.

Seeing Liao Cheng returning with Chen Ping, both stopped talking, one after another curious and inquiring gaze projected over.

Liao Cheng seems to have a bad relationship with the other villagers. He didn’t introduce Chen Ping, so he took them home.

Or to be more precise, he didn’t care if Chen Ping continued to follow him, and just walked home on his own.

Chen Ping hesitated for a while, but when he saw that some of the villagers were staring at Su Qingyun with a line of sight, and they exchanged something in a low voice, showing a wretched smile, he felt that Xianjin Village had arrived at Liao Cheng’s It’s not bad to look at it.

Liao Family Village is a village that produces medicine. Every household has a batch of bamboo dustpans for drying medicine in the front yard.

A row of public baking rooms were built in the middle of the village, so the layout of the whole village looks quite regular.

There are a lot of rice fields planted on the periphery of the village. The villagers’ houses are built using mud and rice husks to make bricks. The roofs are covered with thick straw, which looks very textured.

Liao Cheng’s family is in a corner of the village, farthest from the mountain.

Seeing Chen Ping and Su Qingyun following, he didn’t have a cold face to rush the two. After washing himself in the front yard, he said to Chen Ping: “There is nothing good at home. I’ll eat anything together.”

“There is a drying pharmacy over there, you can clean it up by yourself, and you can spend the night.”

Chen Ping followed his direction and looked at the door of the small house.

It’s getting late now, there are no lights inside, it’s dark, and nothing can be seen clearly, but you can vaguely see a small bed shelf in the corner with many empty dustpans on it, and behind There are windows for ventilation.

Clean it up, except that the medicinal smell is a bit heavier, and it will be no problem for one night.

He looked back and saw that Su Qingyun did not show any disgusting expression, so he arranged: “The girl, please clean up, my brother and I have made a good meal tonight. Let’s have a good meal tonight.” 19459002]

Su Qingyun nodded brought a demon crystal lamp and went into this small black room to tidy up, but she couldn’t see the shelf of Eldest Miss at all.

Chen Ping stopped Liao Cheng, who was about to wash rice and cook, and smiled and said: “Brother Cheng is grateful for accepting our siblings. How can I still spend your money? We brought a lot of food. Today Eat ours later.”

Liao Cheng didn’t insist. He was a bit sorry. There was some brown rice left in his own rice tank. He ate half rice and half chaff.

He has no problem eating, but he can’t use it to entertain guests.

Chen Ping was originally from a rural area. Not only is he not unfamiliar with the stove and stove in Liao Cheng’s house, but he is familiar with and somewhat cordial.

He carried a big bag on his body, and inside it was the materials that were scoured after the Bounty Hunter squad was destroyed, even the beast crystals had five or six yuan.

Just take some food out, it is countless times more delicious than the brown rice in Liao Cheng’s family.

Within two times, Chen Ping set on the stove, cooked a pot of rice paste, added three compressed biscuits, and cooked it into a pot of thick porridge, which smelled fragrant.

After the rice porridge was served, he used hot water to soak the diced meat to make the soup.

After seeing that he was making soup, Liao Cheng pulled out a small packet of dried mushrooms from the house, and he was only willing to give Chen Ping three to put it in the soup.

Before coming out of the pot, Chen Ping picked and washed the wild vegetables picked by Liao Cheng and threw it away. He was surprised to cook a pot of wild vegetables and fresh mushroom soup that looked delicious and delicious.

At this moment, Su Qingyun also cleaned up the little black house, and ran over happily when he smelled the scent.

“It smells so good, brother, is this the soup you made?”

“Thanks to Brother Cheng’s three mushrooms, the flavor of the whole soup is lifted by these three mushrooms. No, I have to have two sips with Brother Cheng tonight.”

Chen Ping said with great interest, and he even pulled out a small hip flask from his backpack.

Wine glasses are naturally impossible. Fortunately, there are enough pottery bowls in Liao Cheng’s house, so the two of them each poured a bowl of wine.

Just about to start a meal, a thin old man pushed open the gate of Liao Cheng’s courtyard and walked in.

“Acheng, is this the distinguished guest from home?”

“Uncle Gui, why are you here?” Liao Cheng stood up somewhat not knowing what to do.

“I heard the villagers say that there are guests at your house, how can I not come to see?” The old man walked over, and after squinting Chen Ping and Su Qingyun, he took another look at the table.

“Not bad, good wine and good food.”

“Then your uncle sits down for two drinks?” Chen Ping greeted.

He saw that Liao Cheng was a little afraid of the old man, and he knew that this man probably had some status in the village, maybe he was the village head, and it was always right to have a good relationship with him.

Although the battle strength of the people in Liao Family Village is not enough in Chen Ping’s opinion, he is not a murderous madman and can easily handle the relationship. Why use military force to deal with it?

It seems that Liao Cheng also wanted to ask the old man to sit down and eat some food, but when he thought that Chen Ping made all these wines and dishes, he was a little bit afraid to make his own claim. He was really a very honest person.

Liao Gui didn’t shirk at all, and directly accepted Chen Ping’s invitation, and sat down in the original position of Liao Cheng.

Liao Cheng had to move a stool next to him, and brought himself a pair of bowls and chopsticks again.

Su Qingyun looked a little uncomfortable on her face, but seeing Chen Ping didn’t say it, she couldn’t have a seizure for a while.