Chapter 948 What Is Your Name?

A dilapidated adobe house courtyard, the courtyard door was closed, old man Tao reached out and patted the courtyard door.

"Who is it?"

An old female voice came from inside, and it must have sounded seventy or eighty.

"Me!" Old man Tao responded.

"Who is it?"

Maybe the people inside didn't hear clearly, so they asked again.

"I!"

The old man Tao's voice raised several decibels, and then he explained to Su Hang and the two apologetically, "My old lady, my ears are not so good!"

Su Hang nodded awkwardly, expressing his understanding.

"Who is it?"

It was that voice again, and Su Hang almost fell down, feeling that he didn't know what he was about to encounter this time.

"I, your old son, old nine!"

Old man Tao yelled again, and the courtyard door slowly opened, revealing the figure of a white-haired old woman.

"Old Ninth, when did you go out? Why can't I find you?" The old woman glanced at Su Hang and ran towards Su Hang.

Su Hang was so forced, Old Man Tao quickly put down his hoe, and dragged the old woman over, "Mother, I'm here, I'm a guest!"

"Sorry, my old lady's eyes are not very good!" Old man Tao said to Su Hang again apologetically.

Beside them, Su Hang and Haotian smiled awkwardly.

"Guests? When did our house have guests?" The old woman finally figured out the situation, and looked at Su Hang and Haotian again.

"Junior Su Hang, hello old man!" Su Hang bowed his hands politely to the old lady.

"What's your name?" The old woman pricked her ears, as if she didn't hear clearly.

"Su Hang!" Su Hang repeated.

"Su what?"

"Soviet Airlines!"

"What flight?"

"Su Hang!" Over and over again, Su Hang was completely speechless.

"Oh!" After Su Hang repeated it again, the old woman finally seemed to understand, and turned to look at Haotian.

"I'm down to Haotian, I've met the old man!" God Emperors are so polite, Haotian naturally won't put on airs, and hastened to be polite to the old woman, but he won't call himself a junior, after all, in terms of age, He is much bigger than this old woman.

"Have you seen me?" The old woman moved closer to Haotian when she heard it, as if she wanted to see Haotian clearly with his presbyopic eyes, "Which family are you from, where have you seen me?"

Haotian was sweating profusely. When we said we met, we didn’t mean that we met. It was out of politeness, okay?

After a long explanation, the old woman only half understood, "What's your name?"

"Haotian!" Haotian replied patiently.

"What day?" the old woman asked again.

"Haotian!" Haotian had already gritted his teeth. If the other party hadn't been an old woman, he might have beaten her up long ago.

"oh!"

The old woman nodded, finally did not continue to ask, Haotian was relieved, however, she looked at Su Hang again, "Are you?"

Su Hang rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

Looking at the old man Tao next to you, I am afraid that your old lady not only has bad eyesight and bad ears, but also a little bad brain.

Su Hang could understand the typical dementia, so he answered patiently, and finally entered the room.

That house is really a dilapidated one. It is nothing compared to what I saw when I went to Niulang's house.

When Haotian saw this scene, he also felt a little embarrassed, "So who, is there anything to fill our stomachs at home, give us some."

Haotian didn't know how to address old man Tao, so he just used that who instead.

Su Hang didn't even have time to stop him. How poor is this? You still have the nerve to let people bring out food, it's simply insane!

However, the old man Tao was very generous, and he responded heartily, and hurried to the corner, digging out a few lumps, which seemed to be sweet potatoes, but Su Hang couldn't be sure.

Old man Tao put the lump of stuff into the pot, took a pestle or something and pounded it, it really looked like sweet potato, because Suhang already smelled something similar to sweet potato.

Are there sweet potatoes on this planet? Su Hang couldn't help thinking.

However, Haotian next to him had already pinched his nose, and Su Hang seemed to smell a strange smell. The old man Tao didn't know what he added to the pot, and a smell wafted out immediately.

I can't tell what the smell is, let's say it stinks, it's not stinky, but it really doesn't smell very good.

"God, this old man doesn't know how to make something for us to eat!" Haotian moved closer to Su Hang and asked in a low voice. He still said this in a tactful way. In fact, he wanted to say, then Is there shit in the pot?

Su Hang's face shuddered a bit, unlike Haotian's fine clothes and fine food, he was in charge of the simple food, and thought he could eat even the most unpalatable food.

However, when Old Man Tao prepared the things and brought them up, Su Hang admitted that he still overestimated himself.

A large bowl filled with yellowish things, with some pot ashes dotted on it, it really looks like that stuff.

This is the real dark cuisine, there is absolutely no one, it not only looks like it, but also smells like it, you just have to taste it!

The key is that it is so rare!

More importantly, the quantity is still so large!

Su Hang hesitated for a long time, but he was too embarrassed to say anything! Haotian next to him was even more disgusted, his face was full of disgust.

"Two guests, don't be disgusted with simple tea and light food, open the door and eat, there will still be in the pot after eating!" Old man Tao enthusiastically said to Su Hang and the others.

Who is more polite to you? Su Hang couldn't help feeling cold. Can such a thing really be called a meal? How can you open your mouth to eat?

Old man Tao and the old woman were not polite, they ate deliciously, with relish, and seemed to be delicious.

Holding his breath, Su Hang tried hard to convince himself to take a sip, a little bit to be exact.

It is indeed a bit unpalatable, but not to the point where it is difficult to swallow.

Haotian looked at Su Hang from the side, and Su Hang gave him a look, indicating that he could eat, so Haotian also trembling, picked up a little with a food scoop, and gently put it into his mouth.

"puff!"

Haotian didn't even have time to savor it carefully, so he vomited directly, almost not spraying the old man Tao.

It's unpalatable, even more unpalatable than Xiang Xiang, Haotian has the urge to cry, what did he do wrong, why would he eat such a thing?

Old man Tao looked at Haotian a little confused, there was something yellowish at the corner of his mouth, and he stuck out his tongue to lick it.

Haotian almost vomited, and turned to look at Su Hang, "God, let's go, isn't there something else?"

Su Hang was sweating, this is too rude, the host invited him so enthusiastically, and even left in front of him, even without eating, this is too embarrassing for the host.

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