Chapter 163 Delicious Fried Sweet Potato Balls

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The light is on with a click, and the garbage dump outside is almost two worlds. A melodious children's song comes out of an old-fashioned cassette recorder. Although the room is clean and the space is not large, it is well organized. There is a very old-fashioned sewing machine in the room, and there are still some appearances next to the sewing machine. The dolls are being repaired. The wooden frame around the wall is full of all kinds of dolls. The classification of good and bad is obvious. Ding You roughly estimated that there are thousands of dolls, large and small.

"Did you pick this up?" Ding You asked curiously.

The old woman laughed and said, "Yes, it's so pitiful that these cute little things were abandoned by their friends, so I invited them to my house as guests."

The old woman raised the sack in her hand and smiled at the doll on the display shelf and said, "A new partner is coming. Are you happy?"

Ding You looked at some childish old women and couldn't help smiling. The old woman picked up a big teapot from the stove and gave Ding You a bowl of water and smiled, "Wait, I'll make sweet potato balls for you, and make sure that your chin will fall off."

The old woman's smile was that Ding You was more and more willing to get close to her and nodded with a smile.

The old woman turned around and entered the hut behind the house, and then there was the sound of squeaking and frying.

Ding You felt the warmth brought by this hut. Although he was holding a bowl of cold water in his hand, drinking it warmed his whole heart.

This hut is too much like the hut where he and his mother depend on each other. It is the same small and leaks in rainy days. It can also hear the wind roar outside the house, and it has the same smell of wood hair and mold. "Mom, where are you? Are you all right now?"

Ding You was in a trance. It was not until the old woman patted him on the shoulder that he recovered. A large bowl of fragrant golden sweet potato balls held in front of Ding You.

The old woman said with a kind smile, "Eat it and taste my cooking. If you like it, I'll blow it up for you!"

Ding You touched his eyes slightly and smiled with tears in his eyes, "Okay, then I won't be polite." He was indeed hungry. The battle with the old man of Yin and Yang Shangren caused him burns all over. Although he has almost recovered now, the food in his stomach consumes faster.

"It's so delicious! My teeth are going to be swallowed. How can it be so delicious!" Ding You licked his lips and shouted.

The old woman laughed and said, "I knew you would like it. Wait for me to blow you up." After saying that, he went to the kitchen again, and the sound of fried sweet potatoes spread again.

Ding You put aside those sad thoughts and decided to enjoy the old woman's fried sweet potato balls. Enjoy this warm cabin.

Ding You looked around the whole room again. There were dolls everywhere, Transformers, cherry balls, sweet potato babies, blue cats... A lot of them, stuffed the whole room, and suddenly Ding You felt something wrong...

He had a feeling of being monitored and was stared at. Ding You narrowed his eyes slightly and bowed his back slightly so that he could break the door and run away at any time. He was really scared.

"Meow!" The black cat jumped down from the roof and jumped in front of Ding You. The cat seemed to be very unfriendly to Ding You. A pair of blue eyes stared at Ding You, and the sharp claws on the soles of his feet were all open. Ding You was shocked and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a cat. He was so nervous that he could even be looked at by a cat. I was afraid. Thinking of this, Ding You couldn't help laughing at himself.

Halfway through the smile, Ding You sweated coldly, "No, isn't this a cat? Why doesn't the cat have a heartbeat? Why can't I feel its heart?" Ding You's hair on the back of his head stood up.

"Meow, don't stare at others. This young man is our guest." At this time, the old woman came over with a large bowl of fried sweet potato balls.

Ding You subconsciously felt the old woman. Fortunately, the old woman had a heart, and he could feel the old woman's heartbeat.

Ding You took the big bowl handed over by the old woman with a smile and put his mind on the cat without a heartbeat. The cat did not have a heart, not only a heart, but even angry. Although Ding You couldn't feel anger, his intuition told him that the cat was definitely dead, but the cat was real. He swaying in front of his eyes and showed strong hostility. From time to time, he would swd his teeth at him and wave his claws in the air.

The cold sweat on Ding You's back is gradually flowing out. What's going on?

The old woman smiled and said, "Young man, you can really eat it. It's a blessing if you can eat it. If you lose all your teeth like me, you can't taste it even if it's delicious."

Ding You also smiled and said, "Old woman, where did your cat come from? It's so fierce!"

The old woman waved her hand to the black cat and shouted, "Come on."

The meow black cat obediently came to the old woman and curled up on the old woman's lap, but his eyes were still full of hostility and stared at Ding You.

"Meow Meow was also picked up by me. It was abandoned in a garbage dump." The old lady laughed.

Ding You continued to ask, "Is this cat so fierce to people?"

The old woman looked at Meow Meow and gently stroked Meow's back and said, "Meow Meow thinks it has been abandoned by its most trusted owner, so she is a little prejudice against people."

Meow Meow rolled her eyes at Ding You in her old woman's arms.

The old lady gently hit Meow's head and scolded with a smile, "Don't be rude to my guests."

Meow meow reluctantly let out a meow, two claws covered their heads and rubbed hard, and let out a meow scream.

Ding You was stricken and said, "You don't have to hit him like this. It doesn't matter."

The old lady patted the meow's buttocks and said, "You have learned to pretend. How could I hit you hard?"

Meow Meow's hand covering her head stopped, revealing a pair of big eyes full of bad smiles from the cat's fingers.

Ding You felt strange: "Why does this cat seem to have an IQ?" ( Don't cats have IQ?)

The old lady smiled and said, "You don't have to pay attention to it. By the way, I'll bring you delicious cookies. I also made them myself. You must like them." After saying that, the old woman went into the kitchen.

At this time, there is only one person and one cat left in the house.

Meow meow raised the corners of his mouth and walked to Ding You with his eyes tilted his head tilted and a hooligan's face to collect protection fees.

Ding You didn't know what the cat was going to do and couldn't help but be on guard.

At this moment, the feeling of being stared appeared again. This time, the feeling is even stronger. It is not the feeling of being stared at by hundreds of people who know each other.

Ding You stood up excitedly.

The room is still quiet. Ding You feel the surrounding environment happily. Except for the old lady, he is the only living person within a hundred meters. "What on earth is staring at me?"

Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed past Ding You's side. When Ding You looked at it, he couldn't find what had just appeared there.

"There's really something wrong with it. There's really something wrong with this room!"