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Fatty clattered away at his operations, and in an instant, his face changed, "You're right, there was something, happened half a month ago. A housewife, after an argument with her husband, ignited a gas tank, and her husband burned to death on the spot. Wow, she lit it herself? My goodness, what is this supposed to mean? I thought somebody did her harm, turns out it was self-inflicted trouble!"
Su Yang got up and said, "Come on, let's go for some late-night snacks!"
"You're in the mood for late-night snacks at this time?" Fatty curled his lip but still followed Su Yang out. Lately, Fatty had gradually started putting on weight again.
The two found a stall at the night market, ordered some skewers and beer, and began to munch on them right there on the street.
Fatty couldn't eat meat, but he couldn't stop eating the vegetable skewers, one after another until they were all gone in a moment.
