In front of you are endless wheat fields with plump ears of grain, symbolizing wealth and happiness.

Young men were sweating, and an old man rubbed open the grains with his hands and carefully took the wheat grains containing sweet syrup into his mouth.

A kind smile appeared on the cheeks full of vicissitudes of life.

A sense of happiness welling up from deep within, emanating from the taste buds and going straight to the depths of one's soul.

"This smell..."

The old man raised his head and looked at Mr. Chen who was cleaning up the stove.

"This is the taste of happiness!"

Chen Lao silently carefully collected the fresh wheat germ. There was only a small quantity, and they were all specially bought when he asked Ding Xiaoyi to purchase them.

This thing is very cheap, but some people know first that a ton of wheat often only has less than one kilogram of germ.

Used to grind into slurry for thickening.

It can make the rich soup less exaggerated and more heavy.

In the aftertaste, there is a faint aroma of wheat.

For the old man who had not experienced the joy of harvest for a long time, this faint aftertaste undoubtedly brought back many memories that he had almost forgotten.

"Hey! Wait, what's going on?"

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly realized that something was wrong with his body.

I saw a faint golden color oozing out from under my skin.

Not only himself, but also the meat ball and the police chief beside him. It’s just that the police chief’s gold color is very little, just a layer of glittering luster.

But he and Rouqiu were about to become like little golden men.

"Don't be afraid, you are lucky. After eating the Five Lucky Pigs, you will get a random blessing. Judging from your appearance, you should be one of the lucky few!"

Bai Pangpang didn't know when he took all the bones of the elbow in his hand, gnawed the bones into pieces, and began to suck the marrow inside.

He didn't care that the white robe on his body was stained with golden grease.

"Luck?"

Ding Xiaoyi’s eyes lit up: “How lucky are you??”

Bai Pangpang gnawed on the bones and opened his palm with his greasy hands. A golden word "Fu" appeared in his palm.

He said vaguely: "Within three days, you will be lucky, it depends on you!"

"What about them?"

Ding Xiaoyi pointed at the police chief and Meatball.

Bai Pangpang glanced at the police chief: "This black cat is too violent and has lost a lot of blessings, but it is a kind of luck in itself, and it has unknowingly removed a lot of karma for it. I can't see it now, but I will wait for it later."

It knows how important today’s blessing is to it!”
Chapter completed!