"Everyone, please stop working and come and eat quickly. It won't be cold later."
Mu Wan'er doesn't have that kind of feudal mentality and has always been carefree. Otherwise, if you speak softly, who can hear you?
Everyone made way for her, and she saw that Shen Zui, Granny Chen, Sister Xu, and Carpenter Li were all here, so there was no need for her to go to two separate places to deliver food.
"Miss Mu, what kind of food did you cook today? It smells so good."
The man who spoke at this time was named Li Er. He was a thin and dark man. He was squatting on the branch of a birch tree that was neither high nor short.
According to people in the village, Li Er's family is quite wealthy, but he has no other interests except carpentry.
Working from dawn to dusk all day long, as long as Carpenter Li is around, you just have to look around and be sure to find his traces.
This made his parents anxious for several years, and they told him so many times. Later, I found that I couldn't resist him. This precious son was a single son of the third generation. He had been doted on since he was a child, so I had no choice but to let him go.
In fact, in addition to this young man named Li Er, there are many men of the right age in the village, who more or less like the beautiful Mu Wan'er.
However, they still adhered to the etiquette and rules, and did not do anything inappropriate.
The most natural way for them to talk to Wan'er is to praise her for the deliciousness of today's dish when Wan'er comes to deliver the food.
But to be fair, Mu Wan'er's cooking is really not bad, at least on par with those women who have been cooking for more than ten years.
There was no way, Wan'er's previous years in Dayi Country were really difficult. Some things that are unpalatable or even irritating to the throat can only be swallowed with some seasoning.
So she is naturally more comfortable with these good ingredients now.
When someone asked, Mu Wan'er smiled and said, "It's the stir-fried green beans and lean meat and winter melon soup that I made by myself, as well as some home-made steamed buns, and most importantly, Grandma Chen's side dishes."
The young man who had something to do next to him clapped his hands and applauded: "Miss Mu is really good at cooking, but her mouth is watering just listening to it. There are also the side dishes made by Grandma Chen, no matter if they are sweet and sour ginger, pickled radish, or That sauce and garlic are absolutely amazing!"
Someone beside him excitedly interrupted: "That's right, my mother-in-law once went to Grandma Chen's place to get Buddhist scriptures. But there was no way, the food she made was not as delicious as Grandma Chen's."
These words made Mu Wan'er and Granny Chen laugh from ear to ear, and their eyes almost narrowed into slits.
Mu Wan'er finally stabilized her position and shook her hand, "Okay, everyone has praised me. Eat quickly, otherwise it will really get cold."
She put down the food box, and the villagers pushed Granny Chen to take it first, followed by Carpenter Li, and then Shen Zui.
As for Widow Xu, no one said anything. After all, he has invited Carpenter Li as an introducer, and he must be treated with the most basic respect.
After Xu Shan took the meal, the remaining people were not so polite. They were noisy and smelled like fireworks.
"delicious!"
Some people were holding bowls with a large ball of green beans stuffed into their mouths, then a large mouthful of lean meat and winter melon soup, and then half a mouthful of side dishes. The taste was so refreshing!
Some children like this kind of soup very much. Holding the soup bowl, with the support of her mother or elders, she can drink most of the bowl in one breath.
From this it can be seen that this meal was definitely a success.
During the meal break, Mu Wan'er sat next to Shen Zui, "Are you tired today?"
Shenzui shook his head, said nothing, and his eyes even seemed to dodge.
This made Mu Wan'er even more sure of her guess. Shen Zui would never be like this at all.
But she still waited calmly until the people around her finished their meals.
She took the bowls and chopsticks, sat silently beside him, and stopped talking.
Gradually, the noise around them calmed down, and everyone packed up the dishes and chopsticks they had finished eating and placed them in the food boxes.
Mu Wan'er walked over and picked up the food box, which was much lighter than before. She turned back to Shen Zui who was still sitting there and said calmly: "Shen Zui, it's time to grind corn at home, you can go back with me. "
Shenzui's eyes flashed with some emotions for a moment, and then they calmed down nicely.
He walked over pretending to be relaxed, took the food box from Mu Wan'er's hand very naturally, and the two walked side by side on the way back to the hut.
Shen Zui felt that this short trail was the most difficult one he had ever walked.
The women beside him on the road never turned their heads to look at him, nor did they say another word.
Wait until you get home and close the door behind you.
Mu Wan'er stood in front of Shen Zui, looking directly at him.
"Is there anything you should tell me?"
Still so outspoken and getting to the point.
The man opposite didn't know how to answer.
Shenzui was about to sit at the table, but was stopped by Wan'er.
"Don't delay." The girl crossed her arms and asked, "Is there something wrong with your health?"
Shen Zui frowned and suddenly looked at the girl in front of him.
"How did you find out?"
Mu Wan'er hurried over and gently pulled him to the kang to sit down.
She said angrily: "You really think I slept like a dead pig in the middle of the night. Granny Chen is old. She can't hear the sound of you getting up in the middle of the night and coughing outside. I'm not deaf."
Without waiting for the man opposite to answer, she continued: "If it's a normal cough, it doesn't matter. Just rest for two days or take some medicine.
But did you draw a few basins of well water later to wash the ground? Are you coughing up blood? "
"So you know everything."
Seeing this, Shenzui had no choice but to admit it.
Mu Wan'er's face was filled with distress, "You're like this, why don't you tell me? Is it possible that I'm not the closest person to you?"
"Wan'er, you are thinking too much. Once the immortal body is destroyed, it will be difficult to recover. It is like a wine pot with a hole. One day, it will be empty. The only difference is the length of time."
Mu Wan'er suddenly threw herself into Shen Zui's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I won't let you die, no!"
Shen Zui nodded, "Okay, if you don't allow it, then I won't die."
Mu Wan'er sobbed in Shen Zui's arms for a long time before she slowly stopped crying.
She raised her hazy tearful eyes and said, "Is there really nothing we can do?"
Shen Zui did not look at the woman in his arms at this time, but looked at the sun on the horizon through the window.
There was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and then he seemed to be relieved, and his whole body relaxed.
At this time, he lowered his head again and looked at the sweetheart in his arms. He raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out his arms, and tapped the tip of the beauty's nose.
"Fool, I am an immortal. It is not so easy to die. Of course there is a way."
"real?"
In fact, Mu Wan'er saw the drunken look in her eyes. But no matter what, you say she is selfish or just for intoxication.
As long as there is a way, she will not stop intoxication.
As long as he is by her side, she will always be with him, no matter how long or where.
Mu Wan'er gathered her thoughts, got out of Shen Zui's arms, and sat next to her, "What method?"
Shen Zui couldn't help but touched the head of the girl opposite him, "Martial arts."
"Martial arts..." Mu Wan'er didn't quite understand, "What's the difference between it and immortality?"
"Martial arts and immortality are two completely different systems of cultivation. Immortalism focuses on opening the acupoints of the Qi Mansion, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and guiding it to travel around the body, thereby breaking through the realm.
Martial arts is to stick to the energy of the Dantian, temper the body and soul, and use the body to resist the pressure of heaven and earth.
To put it simply, people in the immortal way are Qi refiners, like thieves in the world, relying on heaven and opportunity to feed themselves, steal spiritual energy, nourish their souls, and improve their realm.
Martial arts practitioners are pure warriors, just like robbers in the world, one step at a time, every step of the way. Compete with everyone, compete with the wind of heaven and earth. "
When Mu Wan'er heard this for the first time, she was confused and speechless for a long time.
