"Master, why are you being mean to him?" Yan Xiaoan pushed his master slightly unhappily.
"No matter how big or small, am I not telling the truth?"
"It's the truth. You can be gentler. You're not usually like this." Yan Xiao'an was puzzled. He opened the quilt and saw the scraps of paper on the ground that Zhang Dashan had no time to take out. He lowered his head and looked at himself again.
"Master, how could you make a paper man while I'm not around!" Yan Xiaoan said naughtily. Her favorite thing to do when she was a child was to play with paper men. After all, she was only a mortal in Duhunsi, and everyone didn't know how to get along with her.
But later, when Yan Xiaoan grew up, Yan Qiuyu also used his performance to exchange Yan Xiaoan for this fairy bone in the Soul Crossing Division. However, unlike people who were born as gods, she did not have any other abilities except immortality.
If she had to talk about her abilities, she was good at talking and caring. She was more popular than her master in Duhun Division, and everyone was willing to protect her.
"Who kept you awake for a long time? The paper figures are also wet. Hurry up and take a bath to get rid of the cold."
Yan Xiaoan pouted and headed towards the bathtub behind the screen.
"By the way, Master, just now I heard Brother Dashan stammering about what he was going to say. When you interrupted him, he stopped talking. Why did you interrupt him?" Yan Xiaoan blamed.
Following the figure taking off his clothes behind the screen, followed by the sound of water, Yan Qiuyu was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways and looked to the other side. In fact, he could not see anything, but subconsciously did not want to offend Yan Xiaoan.
"It's nothing. When you were in a coma, I told him that you were twenty-two years old."
"What?" Yan Xiaoan almost stood up in shock, but when he saw that he was clean, he shrank back. "Why are you telling him this?"
The complaining words were a bit soft, but Yan Qiuyu still heard them clearly. He only thought that his darling apprentice had thoughts about Zhang Dashan, so he didn't want others to know his age.
The sense of crisis that the cabbage he raised was about to be eaten by a pig suddenly made him unable to say anything humanly. "Then I can go out and tell her now that you are hundreds of years old."
Yan Xiaoan didn't know what his master was thinking, so he blurted out his retort, "If you tell him like this, I won't be able to pretend to be soft in front of him. If he calls me sister later, will I agree or not?"
"Is it because of this?" Yan Qiuyu's thoughts were obviously not on the same channel as Yan Xiaoan's.
Yan Xiaoan was puzzled, "What else could it be? I'm not you, I can change like this or that."
Yan Xiaoan, who was muttering endlessly, turned back into the chirping and energetic person after a fever. Only then did the stone in Yan Qiuyu's heart fall to the ground.
"Didn't your uncle Qiu Jin give you the transformation potion? Why didn't you take it with you?"
"You all know that I'm so old, and I'm not a child. That thing only lasts for an hour. It's okay to hide and chase, but it's usually useless."
"That's not what you said when you lied to your uncles." Yan Qiuyu rarely smiled.
"Who told them to be so stupid? They get fooled every time."
Yan Qiuyu shook his head and stood up, thinking in his heart that it was just a little trick that everyone was trying to trick this little girl like you into being happy. They would be seen through in a minute and they didn't want to see her unhappy face.
"I'm going to make you some hot soup. Remember to come out as soon as the water temperature drops. I'll put your clothes on the shelf next to you. Don't soak it for too long."
After saying that, Yan Qiuyu left the bedroom.
Zhang Dashan was still absent-mindedly thinking about what he had just been teased by the second uncle. He always felt that something was wrong, but for a long time he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
When people came out, he realized what he was doing and followed Yan Qiuyu to the kitchen.
This man is very smart. If Yan Qiuyu wants to cook, he will definitely have to heat up the pot in advance. Regardless of the fact that Zhang Dashan may overtake the cabbage, Yan Qiuyu still likes this young man.
Zhang Dashan filled it with firewood and watched the second uncle carefully preparing the ingredients, "Second uncle, there was something I just couldn't figure out."
"Um?"
"You asked me to get out of the bedroom just now because Xiao An, oh... Sister Xiao An is a girl, but why are you still staying in the house?"
Zhang Dashan was really puzzled before he thought of anything and said something.
Yan Qiuyu's appearance at the moment is that of an old man with a master's temperament. If there is anything inappropriate, Zhang Dashan will think that there is something wrong with him.
But this is just a master and a disciple, so I still feel that something is wrong.
Yan Qiuyu naturally guessed the changing expressions. A few peanuts hit Zhang Dashan's head with such force that he almost knocked out several big bags.
"Okay, okay, I know you are a good person, second uncle, but I have dirty thoughts when I was young. It's because I'm old enough to be young, don't fight, don't fight, oh, it hurts..." Zhang Dashan felt aggrieved and almost jumped up. .
Only then did Yan Qiuyu feel satisfied and stopped thinking about continuing to hit his head. "Xiao An didn't come out very often before, so just treat her the same way you did before. If she calls you Brother Dashan again, you'll treat her like you've earned it, and you're a ungrateful person."
Zhang Dashan still hasn't recovered from the beating just now, how dare he say anything bad. "Second Uncle Du Yi, that's it."
On rainy days, the sky was always dark, and it got dark early outside. After Yan Qiuyu finished cooking dinner, Yan Xiaoan was already grunting from hunger.
Yan Xiaoan drank the bowl of soup in just two gulps. Zhang Dashan looked at the white rice in his bowl and the two plates of bland fried vegetables on the table, always feeling that he was going to become a monk. Practiced.
"The second uncle is really partial." Zhang Dashan dared to mutter this to himself, but did not dare to say it out loud.
But Yan Xiaoan was full, so naturally she was still thinking about him, "These vegetables are also delicious. Brother Dashan, don't just look at them. Eat them quickly while the young man is growing."
Zhang Dashan: "I want to eat meat."
The aroma of meat that filled the nostrils made Zhang Dashan so greedy that he almost came out.
The bowl of soup just now was not oily at all, and Yan Qiuyu had filtered it several times. I'm afraid that Yan Xiao'an, who is still in good health, will get tired of eating and feel nauseated.
Zhang Dashan thought that the meat in the pot was reserved for Yan Xiaoan, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to say that he wanted to eat it. He would hate it to death if there was any big fish or meat at home.
But the aroma of chicken coming from the pot is really mouth-watering.
Yan Xiaoan glanced at his master and said, "Are you being mean to Brother Dashan again?"
Yan Qiuyu pursed his lips. For the first time, he felt a little uncomfortable being manipulated by his apprentice in front of outsiders.
"What? I don't have long hands, so I have to condescend to be a master and feed him myself?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaoan winked at Zhang Dashan, who ran to the kitchen to eat chicken, leaving the living room to the master and apprentice.
