But for some unknown reason, Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather decided to use his sword after killing the bandit Lao San. Although he was still working as an official in the county government, he never killed anyone with his sword from then on.

There is also a very strange change: since then, Zhang Butcher’s great-grandfather has never eaten mutton. But before, he was "addicted to mutton as much as his life". Mutton soup, mutton soup, mutton buns, etc.

Almost all of his favorite foods are related to mutton, but since he killed the bandit Lao San, he has almost changed in terms of diet. He will not touch any dishes related to mutton.

But at least one thing has not changed - he still often goes to the storyteller's old Liu Tou's house, and the two still often chat until late at night. After a long time, Old Liu Tou accidentally discovered that this old friend who loved eating mutton didn't know why.

, he gave up mutton so completely. When he couldn't help but ask the reason, Butcher Zhang's grandfather said with a serious face:

"I don't want to lie to you, but I'm not going to tell you the truth. The reason why I don't want to lie to you is because I am honest with my friends. This is my principle. I will feel bad if I lie to you. But if I tell you the truth

It is not good for you or me. You know, Feng Shui practitioners and fortune tellers generally have poor offspring. This is because revealing the secrets of heaven will damage Yin virtue and Yang longevity. It is better not to know some things.

"

Old Liu Tou saw that Zhang Butcher's great-grandfather looked serious, and it didn't look like he was joking. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He paused for a moment, laughed a few times, and said as if to save himself: "Although you used to like to eat

Mutton, but it doesn’t taste very particular. Do you know where the mutton in our area is the most delicious?”

Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather also felt that what he just said was too serious and made the atmosphere a bit awkward. He quickly softened his tone and said jokingly: "Ha, I really don't know about this. I have to listen to you, who has more experience."

Mr. Liu, who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable about ancient and modern times, gave me some advice."

The atmosphere calmed down, and Old Liu twirled his goatee and said in a leisurely manner: "If you want this lamb to be delicious and delicious, you have to count the sheep we have there."

"Oh?" Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather's body shook unnoticeably. For some unknown reason, Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather seemed to be touched by Old Liu Tou's words.

Old Liu Tou didn't seem to notice the subtle change in Zhang Butcher's expression, but continued slowly: "I don't know when, the sheep we have there are very different from ordinary sheep. Not only the meat tastes different, but also the meat tastes different.

Sometimes even the internal organs inside are different from other sheep.

I remember when I was very young, during the Chinese New Year, because our family had no suitable sheep to slaughter, we bought one from another family in our village for the Chinese New Year. By the way, the family that sold our sheep was the same one you just sold.

The grandfather who killed the bandit, I still remember hearing my father say that their sheep were different from ordinary sheep, the meat was particularly fragrant, and their sheep had almost no odor like ordinary mutton.

Therefore, many families in our village often buy sheep from them to raise or use them directly for meat. Their sheep are much more expensive than ordinary sheep, but the supply is still in short supply, and even people from other villages come here because of their reputation.

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Their sheep are thin and special in appearance. I remember the one we bought. When I first saw it, I felt that its eyes were very different from ordinary sheep’s eyes. Ordinary sheep’s eyes were different.

They were all big, round, and yellow, and the sheep’s eyes looked a bit like human eyes to me, but the adults didn’t seem to pay much attention. At that time, because I was young and tall,

It’s not high, so when I stood, I could notice the sheep’s eyes at that position, so I looked more carefully. To be honest, the sheep even glanced at me, and I looked right at it. At that time, my heart trembled and I started to look at it.

I got goosebumps all over my body. I don’t know why, but I felt like it wasn’t a sheep looking at me, but a person. It was a weird feeling. Even now, decades later, I still vividly remember it. Ha, maybe that’s just me being overly sensitive.

Yes, maybe it is the sheep with this characteristic that taste the best.

Later, when I ate the mutton, I felt that the taste was indeed very different from ordinary mutton, fragrant but not greasy. When my mother steamed the steamed buns, she also put a piece of mutton like this in the basket, because after steaming

, the meaty aroma will spread out, and the steamed buns in the steamer will also penetrate into this meaty aroma. However, this meat is delicious, but it is too hot. After eating it, many people will have red eyes and irritation, and their mouths will be sore.

There will also be a special kind of blisters, which are covered in layers and pus will ooze out. But it's nothing serious and will be fine in a few days.

However, one of our neighbor's old man's words later made me feel disgusted.

The old man had been a soldier and fought many battles with real swords and guns. He would be shirtless every summer. The scars on his body were very scary at that time. Because he had an upright personality and always spoke straightforwardly, he didn't get mixed up in anything.

After gaining fame and fame, when he got older, he was discharged and returned to his field, and he was still a white man.

That day he came to our house and saw the sheep we hung on the branches in the yard going into the water. He muttered, "This doesn't look like sheep's internal organs. It looks more like human internal organs." At that time, the adults were all confused.

As he was busy with his own business, no one paid attention to what the old man said, but I heard clearly what he said. His words made me a little sick. Strangely enough, this veteran seemed determined not to let himself go from then on.

My children and grandchildren bought the sheep from the bandit’s grandfather’s house, and once I had a big quarrel with my son over this matter, but people thought that he was old, a little confused, and had a weird temper, so no one got along with him.

He has general knowledge".

While listening, Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather had some strange changes in his expression - he covered his mouth with his hand, his face became paler and paler, and he seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable. Suddenly, he seemed like he couldn't bear it anymore, so he

He rushed to the door and vomited loudly.

Old Liu Tou was surprised to see Grandpa Zhang Butcher's reaction, because he felt that this old friend, who was once such a famous executioner, had never seen such disgusting and horrific scenes. After hearing what he said, he would

Have you vomited? While patting the great-grandfather of Butcher Zhang on the back, he ordered the servant girl to quickly bring tea and rinse the mouth of great-great-grandfather of Butcher Zhang.

After a while of tossing, Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather slowly calmed down. He slowly returned to the room, drank a few sips of tea, rinsed his mouth. Then he sat down on a chair and fell into a daze without saying a word.

For a long time, I couldn't help but raise my face and close my eyes, as if in pain, and said to myself with a long sigh: "Hey, what a sin!"

Old Liu Tou was increasingly puzzled by Grandpa Butcher Zhang's strange reaction. However, seeing that Grandpa Butcher Zhang was in such a low mood, he didn't rush to ask questions, but sat quietly beside him.

After sitting like this for a while, the two of them chatted absently for a few words, and then Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather stood up and left.

For more than a year after that, everything was quiet. The matter of the three bandits gradually disappeared from people's talk in the streets.

Zhang Tuhu's great-grandfather has changed a lot in the past year or so. He quit his job at the county government, used his savings over the years to open a pawn shop, and hired a few experienced guys to help him manage it.

, the business is pretty good. His wife also gave birth to a second son for him. He is almost fifty years old, so he can be regarded as a son of old age. Therefore, Zhang Butcher’s great-grandfather liked this little son very much and regarded him as the apple of his eye.

I hold time in my arms and don’t want to let go.

My little life was very interesting and enjoyable.

Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather also slowly came out of the gloom, and began to smile on his face. Except for the fact that he still refused to eat mutton, there seemed to be no trace of the psychological impact of killing the bandit's third son in his life.

But happiness often dulls a person's vigilance. Just as Zhang Butcher's great-grandfather was immersed in his peaceful and warm life, potential dangers were slowly approaching him.

It was an early autumn afternoon, and the sky was a little gloomy. There happened to be a market in the county that day. The so-called market means that on a certain day, people from hundreds of miles around come to the county to buy and sell various commodities.

There are so many. In this county, there is a market that lasts for two days every month, and in the nights between these two days, there is also a night market with a large number of people.

At this time, Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather's youngest son was already five years old, and he was very smart, handsome, and loved by everyone. No matter how unhappy things happened to Butcher Zhang's great-grandfather, as long as he saw

This little son disappeared immediately, smiling from ear to ear.

This little son is usually very lively and always asks his servant to take him to the market every time. Butcher Zhang’s great-grandfather also happened to have time that day. When the little son was crying and going to the market, Butcher Zhang

The great-grandfather decided to take his son there in person. What he never expected was that a catastrophic disaster was about to fall from the sky.

The market was indeed very lively. The father and son were talking and laughing while shopping, and they were in a very good mood.

The two of them walked around like this for about two hours. Butcher Zhang’s great-grandfather bought a lot of things for his younger son, so much that he could hardly carry it with both hands. It was getting dark, and the father and son ate in a nice restaurant.

After ordering dinner, we continued shopping for a while before getting ready to go home. But my younger son insisted on buying his favorite candied haws before going home.

Servants used to buy them, but Butcher Zhang’s great-grandfather had never bought them before, so he had to carry his son on his back, hold the purchased items in his hands, and ask where to buy candied haws while walking. By the time he found it, he was so exhausted that

I was sweating and out of breath. There were many lanterns hung on poles on both sides of the market, so even though it was a night market, it was still brightly lit and crowded.

This candied haws stall turns out to be next to the sheep market!

Although he saw the sheep, Zhang Butcher's great-grandfather still felt a little uncomfortable, but the feeling was not as strong as before. He passed through the crowd and the sheep and finally squeezed in front of the candied haws stall. Then he put down his son on his back and paid.

Give it to the owner of the candied haws shop and pull off a few bunches of candied haws.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt something hit him behind him, followed by a child's scream. When he suddenly turned his head to look, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him:
Chapter completed!