With the help of words, Hu Qing asked carefully, and then he found out that everyone from Jieshan to Hu Caicai had masters who had followed the eight scriptures.
Of course, because these masters are all separated souls or spiritual consciousness who stayed in Canjian Mountain for the sake of inheritance, it is difficult to discuss their seniority, and therefore it is also difficult for them and their new disciples to discuss each other. Therefore, each family recognizes its own master, and still follows the previous customs among each other.
This makes Qiao Yu and others like the masters breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, they would not be used to being called senior brothers and sisters by their apprentices who were raised by themselves. They may even be lowered to the level of grandchildren.
To each his own, that's fine.
After finishing speaking, Hu Qing said: "Now, you can go and eat!"
Hu Nuan curled his lips.
Hu gently poked her forehead and said to her: "You are so young, but you are still so small-minded."
The place to eat is not far away, just in Xuan Yao's cave.
Xuan Yao's cave is very simple, a thatched house with a dome in a small fenced courtyard surrounded by a sea of bamboo. The pointed dome is very high, with morning glory climbing on it, and patches of red, blue, and purple flowers are blooming in perfect bloom. There are several ridges of vegetables planted in the yard. Apart from vegetables, no other flowers and plants were planted. At this time, a large round table was placed in the yard, already filled with vegetables, and the aroma wafted far away.
Where is Xuan Yao?
What about the rest?
Xuan Yao was nervous in the room. Shi Baizhou, Jin Xin and others pushed him: "Go quickly, go quickly."
Xuan Yao's legs and feet felt weak: "Will the boss not like me anymore?"
"No. You just grow up and become more beautiful." Everyone encouraged him.
"Oh, what are you talking about? Get out of here!" Yu You kicked Xuan Yao out.
Boom.
When Hu Qingwen heard the news, he saw a tall man rushing towards him with unsteady steps. He fluttered his arms, and his long legs seemed to be unsteady without much strength. He stopped when he was close to him, his face as white as jade flushed red, and his clear blue eyes were so panicked that they had nowhere to rest.
She was stunned, opened her mouth for a long time, and her throat felt stiff for a long time: "Xuanxuanxuanxuan——Yao?"
Xuan Yao's face became even redder and bleeding: "Old, old, old, boss."
Oh my God!
Hu Qing raised her hand and hit her forehead fiercely: "You, you, you -"
After searching for a long time, she finally found an accurate adjective in her heart: The Demon Lord himself!
Who would have thought that the little worker in her family who was so diligent that he drove his boss to death, Xiao Xuan Yao, who looked like a fairy tale prince when he was a child, would turn upside down when he grew up, and grow into the standard appearance of a devil, evil, arrogant, handsome, and romantic.
Oh my God.
Did you eat something strange?
ah? What the hell did you eat to grow so tall? Do you think it’s appropriate to be two heads taller than your boss? And with this figure, what’s the use of being so tightly wrapped? This head-to-body ratio, these broad shoulders, these long legs - the loose clothes make her lines look even better - eight-pack abs are the starting point. Tsk, I even saw the wind blowing on your waist!
Hu Qing is somewhat incompetent.
In her memory, all children were cute and cute, even Yu You couldn't escape the halo of childhood. Why did he grow up so suddenly when we met again? Why should she look like this?
A group of people in the room came out laughing and joking: "Auntie, are you shocked?"
Hu Qing pulled his eyes away from Xuan Yao's face with difficulty, looked at the other people one by one, checked with the appearance in his memory, and let out a long breath.
"Ah - you are the ones who are normal."
Normal people: "."
Just, I feel very ordinary and tall.
However, Hu Qing glanced around and focused on Hu Nuan. He breathed a sigh of relief, but also a little disappointed.
Hu Nuan: "."
Yes, I am average-looking, but why don’t you think about who gave birth to me? !
Looking around, Hu nodded lightly and said to himself: "Sure enough, the demon race and demon race have some advantages from the blood race in terms of facial features."
Young people who are not demons: "."
The aunt's voice was long and the voice was short. Hu Qing sat on the seat, glanced at the dishes on the table, and was stunned for a moment.
Although the dishes are all new to her, she is also someone who has studied cooking skills and has seen it in the kitchen of Immortal Food, so she can tell at a glance what ingredients are used in which dishes. But in these dishes, in addition to the ingredients, there are also some parts that should be spiritual plants.
She couldn't help but sniff her nose. She couldn't smell the smell of medicinal materials at all, as if those were ordinary ingredients.
The craftsmanship of this processing is superb.
Tang Yuzi smiled: "Auntie, you can eat with confidence. I found all the spiritual plants here, and some of them were grown by myself. Xuan Yao and I made it together to ensure that eating these spiritual plants will only have benefits and not affect the original dishes. Some delicious taste.”
Hu despised him and saw that the shy little boy back then was now beautiful and gentle, like a pure and noble prince.
She exclaimed in admiration: "Look at you, not only you are tall and beautiful, but you also have good cooking skills. How can you have such a perfect child."
Other people who are not tall, not beautiful, don’t have good cooking skills, are not perfect: “.”
Tang Yuzi blushed. Next to him, the blush on Xuan Yao's face has not faded.
Hu Qing shook his head: "How come you two still blush so much after being together with them for so long?"
Others who don’t like to blush: “.”
If they kept talking like this, they wouldn't want to eat this meal. Jin Xin hurriedly came out and interrupted: "Auntie, take a bite quickly, we all made it for you together. We didn't let the master and others reach out, we made it ourselves. ."
Therefore, we can also cook, we are good-looking and tall, and we are not thick-skinned, but we are open-minded and generous.
Only then did Hu Qing remember Qiao Yu and others: "Where are your master and the others? Aren't they coming to eat?"
"They were going to come too. We said we had a lot to talk to my aunt and asked them to arrange the next meal. They will probably take my aunt away as soon as we finish eating here."
Hu Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, take him away? What do you think I am?
He picked up the wine glass in front of him and found that it was already filled with green liquid, which was three-thirds full.
"Come here, Auntie, here's to you, thank you for setting up such a large table of dishes——"
Bang——
Before Hu Qing finished speaking, a person was knocked down in the yard.
Hu Zhuzhu cursed and got up, shook the dirt off her head and body, limped into her seat, and sat next to Hu Caicai. Hu Caicai now turned into a female doll and sat in her special baby seat.
"Brother, were you beaten by Master?"
Hu Zhuzhu snorted and picked up the wine glass: "Auntie, let's continue."
Hu Qing clicked his tongue in his heart. This boy was still pretending. He was obviously worried about Shui Xin, but he refused to admit it.
Is it because the relationship between father and son is inherently awkward? Well, it's because of her gender that I can't understand.
Hu Qing ate vegetables, soup and wine, and looked around and around the table. Hey, handsome, handsome, handsome. The children have grown up, and they will start a family, start a career, and add more children. Oh, she seemed to see countless cute little creatures running towards her.
She held one in one hand and another in the other.
Bang——
"mom--"
Hu Qing fell back to the ground, grinning stupidly, and stretched his arms in the air, as if he was holding something.
A wonderful family dinner ended with Hu Qing falling to the ground due to poisoning and everyone in a state of panic.
(End of chapter)
