The Fatty picked up the lunchbox brought by the little fox and took out all the food inside. The dishes for tonight were indeed incredibly abundant.
It could be said that since arriving in this village, apart from the first day when the villagers hosted them, the few outsiders, and prepared an exceptionally rich banquet, the Fatty had never expected that after only a few days, he would once again receive such generous hospitality.
Firstly, the staple food prepared by the villagers for them today was rice, and the portion given was particularly generous, totaling three large bowls. It wasn't like before, when even if rice was served as a staple, each person didn't get a full bowl. It could be said that even if the three of them wanted to eat their fill, it was completely sufficient.
As for the dishes, they were even better. There were six meat dishes and three soups on the table. The Fatty recognized one of them as bone broth, but he wasn't very sure about the other two.
There were even fruits prepared in the lunchbox for after the meal, including six oranges, three apples, and six dates. All in all, it was quite a lot. The Fatty felt that for this one meal, even if the three of them combined, they wouldn't be able to eat so much.
Generally, dinner wasn't eaten so lavishly unless there were special circumstances. Thinking this, the Fatty felt that for the people in this village, it should be considered a special circumstance.
For this meal, Ye Tiancheng and the little fox didn't eat as much as usual. Instead, the Fatty, for some unknown reason, had a surprisingly good appetite tonight, so the Fatty ate quite a lot, tasting almost everything.
And when they were dividing the soups, Ye Tiancheng and the little fox, with one accord, gave the only bone broth that the Fatty recognized to the Fatty. The Fatty naturally had no objections; bone broth was fine, he didn't dislike it, and he didn't recognize the other two soups anyway.
At the dinner table, as the Fatty was eating, he suddenly remembered the ridiculous compassion he had inexplicably felt earlier when he was watching the excitement in front of the village chief's house and saw the sheep newly brought back by the villagers.
Coupled with the fact that he was eating meat so heartily now, it seemed to show a bit of ridiculousness, as if he would never think of that place when eating meat.
After thinking about this, the Fatty shook his head with a bit of self-mockery. Seeing the Fatty suddenly shake his head and sigh, Ye Tiancheng asked him if something was wrong. Hearing Ye Tiancheng ask him, the Fatty then recounted this matter to Ye Tiancheng and the little fox beside him as if it were a joke.
After hearing the Fatty's thoughts, Ye Tiancheng curled the corners of his mouth, but didn't say anything, just added a piece of meat to his bowl. The little fox, however, couldn't help but laugh.
He laughed so hard that he bent over, his eyes filled with amusement, and then jokingly said to the Fatty, "There's nothing to it. Otherwise, why is there a saying, 'A gentleman stays away from the kitchen'? What's so strange about it? Fatty Ge, your idea is quite interesting, but I think..."
"You feel pity for the sheep brought back, as if they are begging for your help, and then you find your own thoughts ridiculous. However, if the sheep chose to beg for your help, perhaps in the eyes of the sheep, Fatty Ge, you are also a sheep?"
The little fox rolled his eyes, a hint of cunning in his smile, making him look even more like a fox transformed. "Fatty Ge, tell me, isn't this really quite interesting?"
However, hearing the little fox's words, the Fatty inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't help but shiver and rub his arms, feeling goosebumps all over.
"What's interesting about that? Little fox, what are you thinking about all day? Your idea is truly too creepy, it makes people feel uncomfortable."
The little fox blinked his big innocent eyes, looking naive and pure, but in his heart, he thought, if it were him, he would also choose to beg for help from his own kind. What was wrong with what he said?
However, it was also normal that the Fatty couldn't understand. After all, he probably didn't even understand what he and Ye Tiancheng were talking about.
After eating and drinking their fill, the three of them rested, but they didn't go to sleep early. After all, if they slept too early, it would probably be before dawn when they woke up again. Before dawn, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything.
However, in such a place, they had no entertainment activities, and they lived in such a dilapidated earthen house, so they could only occasionally chat with each other to pass the time.
The Fatty, resting on the chair, recalled the events of the day and suddenly remembered to ask the little fox, "By the way, little fox, when you went to ask the villagers for food today, did you hear when they plan to slaughter the sheep?"
Hearing the Fatty's question, the little fox turned his head to look at the Fatty and asked, "What's wrong? Fatty Ge, are you very interested in this matter? Do you want to go and see? Didn't you say earlier that you would feel pity for those sheep? If you watch it live, you should feel uncomfortable."
The Fatty scratched his head. He didn't actually know what he was thinking. Anyway, ever since he saw those sheep brought back by the villagers, his attention had been somewhat diverted, but for some reason, he still couldn't help but care about matters concerning the sheep.
"Now, it probably won't be... I might have just been thinking randomly before. I'm not that saintly. And I just suddenly remembered and asked. But can I go and see?"
The little fox smiled, "Of course, you can go and see. Ye Ge and I have already gone to see it. As for Fatty Ge, if you want to see it, it was just that the timing wasn't right before, but it doesn't mean you can't. And haven't Ye Ge and I already said it?"
"Only the process of raising sheep cannot be watched. Sheep that have not yet been brought to market cannot be watched. But the entire process of slaughtering sheep can be watched. Now there is an opportunity, Fatty Ge, if you want to see it, we can always see it."
The Fatty felt that the little fox's words today were all strange, but he couldn't pinpoint what was strange. He could only feel that his suspicion was acting up again, and he was overthinking.
"Well, in that case, it's good. Actually, I can't help but be a little curious. Since I can watch it, if there's a chance, I must go and see." The Fatty believed what Ye Tiancheng and the little fox said and finally replied to them like this.
"Of course, don't worry, there will definitely be a chance." Ye Tiancheng and the little fox both confirmed this to the Fatty.
The Fatty actually felt that there were many things he couldn't figure out, but since Ye Tiancheng and the little fox weren't dwelling on it, he felt he had no reason to dwell on it either.
Forget it, he felt he wasn't that smart, and thinking so much was useless. As for going back, it wasn't that urgent in the first place.
The reason they were anxious was only because of his sister-in-law, Hou Mingzhu, and his little niece, Ye Qingcheng. Now that Ye Tiancheng, as a husband and father, wasn't anxious, it would be a bit like "the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is anxious" for him to be anxious alone. In that case, it would be truly unnecessary.
In this strange village, the nights were always excessively quiet. Otherwise, the Fatty wouldn't have discovered so quickly the previous night that someone was chatting privately and eavesdropping, and was able to hear their conversation clearly.
And tonight was the same. Even though something like villagers bringing back sheep had happened, and not long ago, before it got truly dark, the village was still quite lively, but once night truly fell, it seemed like there was no sound to be heard from the village.
There seemed to be no villagers walking around, nor were villagers continuing to discuss this matter. The entire village was quiet, unnaturally so.
If the Fatty hadn't seen villagers walking around the village when he got up at night, he would have suspected that something strange happened in the village after nightfall.
After thinking so much, the Fatty suddenly felt annoyed. He suddenly remembered the matter of villagers bringing back sheep. He had thought about it, wondering if the fog outside the village had dispersed, or if there were other ways to enter the village.
However, knowing that he couldn't directly ask the villagers about this matter, and even if he asked, there would be no result, and the timing was not right, the Fatty hadn't asked anyone. He planned to go and see the fog that always enveloped the entire village later if there was a chance, to see if it had really dispersed.
However, after he stopped watching the excitement in front of the village chief's house, he only thought of returning to the house quickly to find Ye Tiancheng and the little fox, and instead forgot about it.
Now that the Fatty remembered, he wanted to tell Ye Tiancheng and the little fox about this matter, but before he could even speak, the Fatty felt his head become dizzy. He couldn't explain why, but he just felt very dizzy.
An extremely heavy sense of drowsiness instantly overwhelmed him. Before the Fatty could figure out where this inexplicable sleepiness came from, he could no longer hold on, collapsed onto the chair, and suddenly fell into a deep sleep, losing all consciousness.
In a daze, before completely falling into darkness, he heard the little fox's footsteps seem to approach him, and then very, very lightly, poke his arm.