Wu Mian was inevitably unhappy that the red soil he had finally obtained was used for such a thing.
Hearing the two black and red mud balls being scolded by Qingluan, he felt better. Unfortunately, this feeling was short-lived and was replaced by a kind of injustice.
Although his motive for being with Qingluan was impure and his purpose was to please that person, he never neglected the latter.
But at this moment, Wu Mian was actually a little angry. He had sacrificed so much, but he was no match for an "outsider" he had just met.
"It is said that pregnancy makes you stupid for three years. It seems that even a shrewd person like my sister-in-law can't escape... But even if you kid can deceive my sister-in-law with your sweet words, you can't deceive me. I will definitely let my sister-in-law see through your true identity!" Being treated differently, Wu Mian secretly made up his mind.
Putting his finger on the red mud, and then pinching it on the tip of his nose, Qingluan looked at Wu Fan: "She'er, why is there some strange smell in this red mud?"
Although the smell is somewhat bitter, it is very mild and does not cause any discomfort at all.
"Back to Goddess, when I was cooking, I mixed some nourishing herbs into the red mud. In this way, the medicinal properties can be integrated into the ingredients." Wufan explained carefully, "What you need most now It’s nourishing.”
"What a good boy." Being stared at by Wu Mian, Qingluan was a little reluctant to let go at first, but now the more he looks at Wu Fan, the happier he feels, and he no longer hesitates to praise him.
"There are also nourishing herbs...why didn't I see it?" Wu Mian looked disdainful.
Wu Fan didn't answer. He really didn't have any medicinal herbs. He just mixed the elixir he got from Bixia Valley into the soil.
This elixir was originally in the third prince's body, and he didn't know why it appeared in his own body.
But then he thought about it, when she took back her body, her attitude was a bit abnormal, as if she had known he was coming. Therefore, it is most likely that after the Third Prince's body was destroyed, it kept its own elixir and hid it in its own body.
Seeing that Wu Fan was silent, Wu Mian thought that he had exposed the opponent's rhetoric and felt very proud.
"Looking at the burnt appearance of these two lumps, it's not necessarily what's going on inside. Sister-in-law, it's better not to have too high hopes..." Wu Mian said in a strange tone.
"Wu Mian, stop making sarcastic remarks there! I trust my family!" A trace of displeasure appeared in Qingluan's eyes, which scared Wu Mian into silence.
"She'er, how do you eat this...?" After scolding her, Qingluan's tone softened again.
"Well..." Wu Fan had already made up his mind. He pretended to think deeply for a while, and then said with a confused expression, "Godmother, this matter is indeed a bit troublesome. You need to use a square sharp tool with a sharp edge to carefully touch the package. Separate the cracks, and if not handled properly, the food will be contaminated!"
Hearing this, Wu Mian felt disdainful at first, but when he thought about it carefully, his face suddenly turned dark. It was square and pointed. This kid almost mentioned his square cone by name!
Wu Mian was about to vent his anger, but Qingluan said first: "Huh? Wu Mian, your square cone just meets the conditions. Come and help according to She'er's instructions!"
Wu Mian was in trouble and couldn't tell, so he came to Wu Fan with a straight face, gritted his teeth and whispered: "My good nephew, you are really good at summoning people, just wait for me..."
"What? You don't want to? It doesn't matter if you don't want to. You can give me the square cone. Anyway, I've been struggling for so long, so I won't miss this little time." Before Wu Mian could finish speaking, Wu Fan deliberately raised his voice a little higher. .
"Wu Mian! How dare you!" Qingluan felt very sorry for Wu Fan and never wanted to make the latter suffer again.
"Sister-in-law, don't get me wrong, I'm joking, I'm joking..." Wu Mian hurriedly put on a smile, and then mouthed to Wu Fan: You're so cruel!
Having taken enough advantage, Wu Fan stopped joking. Although the mud ball was tightly wrapped, it was still no match for the cold atmosphere.
Asking Wu Mian to symbolically open a few cracks, Wu Fan lifted the mud ball and threw it on the ground next to him, then took out the rabbit meat wrapped tightly in oil paper and dusted off the dust.
Seeing this situation, Wu Mian was so angry that his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.
The mud ball shattered, and the strong aroma overflowed, almost canceling out the cold air around it.
Put the oil paper package on the plate and slowly open it, and a roast rabbit appeared in front of them.
The most precious delicacies in the world, no treasures and no gold are spared. The rabbit meat in front of you is golden in color, delicate and smooth, as eye-catching as pure gold, and it also tantalizes your taste buds.
Even Wu Mian, who had originally had dark eyes, had a bright look in his eyes and put the unhappiness in his heart behind him.
Qingluan didn't feel anything bad at first, but since he smelled the aroma of rabbit meat, he felt hungry.
Just as she was about to reach out to grab her, Wu Fan hurriedly stopped her: "Godmother, please wait a moment!"
As he spoke, he tore the hare apart with oil paper, and saw that the soup overflowed from its bulging belly, along with the herbs flowing out, making the already rich aroma almost solidify.
With external elixirs and internal medicines, coupled with fire cooking, the originally ordinary hare has become the best nourishing recipe.
There were no outsiders here, Qingluan didn't care about his image at all, and directly pulled off a rabbit leg.
Just as he was about to bring it to his mouth, Qingluan suddenly handed the rabbit leg to Wu Fan: "Sheer, you eat first."
"Godmother, you can just eat. I've already eaten." Wu Fan sent Qingluan's arm back.
After asking again, Qingluan started to enjoy his meal.
Seeing the smile on Qingluan's face, Wu Fan couldn't help but have red circles in his eyes. He never thought that one day he would be able to make up for his regrets in such a way.
After eating the meat rabbit, Qingluan felt warm, as if a fire was burning in his stomach.
Originally, she didn't have a big appetite, but when she came to her senses, she found that a hare had been completely eaten by her.
Wu Mian on the side felt his throat tremble, almost full of saliva.
"Huh..." Qingluan let out a long breath, and for the first time he felt that eating was a pleasure, "Sister Hongying is so lucky to have a child like you. I really envy others."
"I... am also your child, godmother." Wu Fan choked with sobs and hurriedly returned to normal.
"Yes, it's great to see my child here!" Qingluan touched Wu Fan's head, then turned to look to the side, "Okay, I'll go back to rest first, otherwise I'll be here later There will be one more starving ghost."
Wu Mian hurriedly put away his greedy look and smiled awkwardly.
When Qingluan left, Wu Mian finally couldn't wait any longer. He picked up the mud ball and threw it to the ground, taking out the source of desire.
"Hey! Boy, have you really eaten?" Wu Mian still has some conscience.
"Yes." Wu Fan nodded slightly, "Brother Wu Mian, may I ask if there are any spare rooms?"
"There is no one else here except my sister-in-law and me. You can choose any room you like except for my room. Of course, it won't work upstairs!" Wu Mian returned quickly.
Wu Fan looked around, found a room by the window and went in.
"Hey!" he shouted, and when he saw that Wu Fan had closed the door, Wu Mian frowned, "Isn't this kid really stupid? There are so many places to take shelter from the wind, but he chose that room... "
"Forget it, forget it, when he discovers the problem, he should change places..." Wu Mian muttered, and hurriedly started to eat the rabbit meat, "Hmm... This kid's cooking skills are pretty good. If I had known, he would have made friends from the beginning. Give it to him… 吭哧吭哧…”
Immersed in the delicious food, when Wu Mian came back to his senses, he realized that there was nothing left in the hare. Even the remaining soup and herbs from Qingluan were poured into Wu Mian's belly bag.
Not only that, he ate half of the oil paper because he ate in such a hurry.
After "eating and wiping everything", the cleaning task naturally fell on Wu Mian. He cleared the table and then went to the backyard to dump the remaining kitchen waste, mud balls and a piece of oily paper.
Passing by the stove, Wu Mian turned his head to look inadvertently, and then suddenly froze in place.
I saw the burnt hare under the stove. Except for the black charcoal parts, only the skeleton remained.
"This kid...
What he was eating was this kind of thing, how could he...how could he eat it? "Moving his lips, Wu Mian suddenly felt that the hare in his mouth no longer tasted at all.
At night, Wu Mian fell asleep for the first time, perhaps because of the lingering wind and snow, or perhaps because of guilt in his heart.
After tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and drinking too much soup during the day, Wu Mian simply got out of bed and went to the backyard to find a chamber pot and fill it with yellow soup.
Pulling himself together, he was about to return to the room, but suddenly he felt that the air was extremely cold today, and there was always a howling wind, and the cold wind was blowing from the room where Wu Fan was.
Listening attentively, Wu Mian heard a sour squeaking sound.
"Hiss... I didn't hear the sound of changing rooms just now. Could something have happened to the boy?" The window latch in that room was loose, and the night wind would often blow it open. In the past, Wu Mian would look for it before nightfall. There was a wooden board to block it, but he ignored it since there was someone in the room today.
Tiptoeing to the door, Wu Mian looked inside along the crack in the door, but his pupils shrank, and he saw Wu Fan standing upright in front of the window, surrounded by a white mist.
White mist rose, and a pale color suddenly lit up in the night sky, illuminating the earth brightly.
"Able to change the phase of the moon by himself... Is this boy really eight years old? Bah, bah, bah, is this boy really a moon-gazing altar?" Wu Mian was filled with shock.
"Little friend, how about this?" The old immortal asked aloud after using the extremely yin energy.
"That's enough, it's just... a little strange." Wu Fan murmured.
"Strange? What's strange?" The old immortal was puzzled.
"I can't explain clearly, but the extremely yin energy this time is much purer than before..." Wu Fan replied.
"Hey! Isn't purity a good thing? Shock the old immortal!"
"The truth is correct, but... forget it, let's talk about this later." Wu Fan withdrew his thoughts and focused all his attention on the magic of the Moon Viewing Altar.
The moon phase changed from waning to waxing, illuminating the ten miles around Woxi Village as if it were daytime.
"Old Immortal, I have to work hard for you again next time." After getting ready, Wu Fan wrapped his black cloak tightly and said solemnly.
"Are you meeting the old immortal? Just watch, little friend!" The old immortal chuckled, then concentrated on taking in everything.
After observing for a while, the old immortal suddenly exclaimed: "That shouldn't be the case! Even if they notice the abnormality and leave this place, there's no way they won't leave even the slightest trace behind!"
"Could it be...that I saw it wrong?" Wu Fan frowned.
Since the fusion of body and soul, his senses have suddenly become particularly acute. ap.
Just now, he suddenly noticed a lot of strange smells nearby. It was obvious that someone was approaching. Because it was pitch black with just two eyes, I used the Moon Viewing Altar technique.
If there is really someone, even if he can escape his sight, he cannot escape the observation of the old immortal. Wu Fan has some self-doubt.
"It never hurts to be careful." The actor suddenly said, "Evil ghost, please observe again, and I will give it a try too!"
As he spoke, the opera ghost took a deep breath and hummed a strange tune.
Worried about affecting the two people in the room, the opera ghost condensed his voice into a thread and spit it into the night.
After a while, just when the old immortal was about to speak, a ripple suddenly appeared on the snow in the distance and quickly escaped into the distance!
Then, the wind and snow roared, covering up this almost imperceptible vision again...
