"Wei Jinhua, dig a bucket of well water and come up......"

Meng Shuangshuang came out with a bowl of rice soup, because he was afraid that the rice soup would be too hot, he asked the fat man to carry a bucket of well water, put the bowl in the well water and ice it for a long time, and after testing the temperature, he carefully brought it to the little demon king.

But when Meng Shuangshuang used a small spoon to feed the little devil rice soup, the little guy didn't buy it much, and directly used its already sharp teeth to bite on the disposable spoon that the Manjun took from the hotel.

"This, don't eat it with a spoon, there's no bottle here......" Looking at the bitten spoon, Meng Shuangshuang didn't know what to do, and watched the cute little demon king stomp his feet.

"Shuangshuang, after you marry the fat man, you must be a good wife and mother......" Fang Yi laughed and teased Meng Shuangshuang, just now I saw her feeding rice soup to the little devil king, it was really a motherhood, it seems that women have this nature.

"Of course......"

Although Meng Shuangshuang was born in the countryside, he has been doing promotions in the city for several years, but he is a person who can afford to joke, so he pointed to the fat man and said, "You ask Wei Jinhua, how am I usual?"

"Gentleness, absolute gentleness, our family is both representatives of good wives and mothers......"

The fat man licked his face and leaned over, and said, "Daughter-in-law, why don't we wait until the end of the year, let's do the happy event when we return to the village, if this action is faster, we can have children by this time next year......"

"Dead fatty, you think it's beautiful...... Meng Shuangshuang is a girl, and when the fat man said this, his face was crimson, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and hit the fat man a few times, but the fat man was irritable and thick-skinned, so he didn't care at all.

"Don't make a fuss, think about how to make it drink rice soup......" Miao Qianqian, this will also be overflowing with love. Looking at the little devil's eyes, sparks almost appeared.

"This is not simple...... the fat man said with meritorious service: "Look at my ......"

As he spoke, the fat man took the bowl of rice soup and put it directly at Fang Yi's feet, then stretched out his hand and pinched the meat on the back of the little devil's neck, directly picked it up, and placed it next to the bowl of rice soup.

"Squeak ......"

The little guy screamed. But he can't bite the fat man, the fat man who has been dealing with animals since he was a child, naturally knows where the weakness of these small animals is, not to mention a little squirrel, even the cobra fat man and Fang Yi dare to catch it empty-handed.

"Hurry up and eat, are you still used to having problems?" the fat man frightened viciously, but before he finished speaking, he was beaten away by a burst of fists and embroidered legs.

"Let's eat......" Fang Yi couldn't help but smile and looked at the little demon king, and pointed to the rice soup with his finger.

"Squeak ......" the little guy climbed to the edge of the bowl. Because the mouth of the bowl was too high, its forelimbs stood up, and its nose was so good that it was facing the rice soup, and after sniffing it, it stuck out its tongue and licked it.

Not to mention, the little thing is indeed hungry, and it won't let go of this food, when the rice soup is licked less and can't reach it. While crawling in hard, he turned around and shouted at Fang Yi anxiously, almost dropping his entire body into the bowl.

"Fall in and burn your ......"

The fat man who was dismantling the boar to pieces. Seeing this scene, he immediately shouted angrily, saying that as soon as this little thing appeared, his status with Meng Shuangshuang actually plummeted.

"Drink less, don't hold on...... Fang Yi pinched the little devil's stomach, and found that it was already bulging. I grabbed it, this little thing is still too small, and if you eat too much, there will be problems.

"Squeak ......"

As if he understood Fang Yi's words, the little demon king didn't make any more trouble this time, but turned over in Fang Yi's palm. He rubbed Fang Yi's hand comfortably with his back, and it looked very cute.

"Sanjun, you must buy me a ...... when you go back" Miao Qianqian couldn't help but emphasize to Sancang again, for such a cute little animal, girls generally have little resistance.

"Jinhua, I want to ...... too" Meng Shuangshuang heard it and sold it, and his eyes suddenly aimed at the fat man.

"My dear, you still call me fat......" Hearing Jinhua and the two, the fat man's whole body was about to tremble, no matter how he heard it, it was a golden flower, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Fatty, are you pretending to be stupid? buy it or not?" Meng Shuangshuang's voice froze.

"Buy, auntie, you have to buy it, I'll buy it for you when I go back......" As the saying goes, one thing drops one thing, the fat man is quite horizontal in front of outsiders, but in front of Meng Shuangshuang, he is definitely like a little kitten, and he doesn't speak loudly.

"I don't guarantee that there will be a sale...... "The Manjun who was dealing with rabbits couldn't help but mutter, looking at the posture of these two girls, I'm afraid that after I go back, I will really force the fat man and the three guns to run all over the Jinling pet market.

"From now on, you will be called the Demon King, remember your name......"

Basking in the autumn sun, Fang Yi teased the little guy who crawled on top of him, at this moment he seemed to be back to when he was with Master a few years ago, and the sunlight at that time was also so warm, but at this time, most of Fang Yi's ears were accompanied by the sound of Master's snoring.

"It's hard to repay the teacher's kindness......"

Thinking of the scene when the master died, Fang Yi's heart was sad for a while, if it wasn't for the fact that the master was not breathing at all and his heart stopped beating, Fang Yi couldn't believe that the master who could still carry two loads of water up the mountain the day before would actually be immortal.

"Fang Yi, it's all over, it's your business now......"

Hunting in the mountains took Fang Yi a lot of strength, half lying on the bamboo chair, he actually took a nap for more than an hour, after opening his eyes, the fat man and the Manjun had finished their work, and they could only rely on Fang Yi, the chef.

"Okay, fat man, you go dig a pit in the backyard and make a bonfire, I'll make the soup first......"

Fang Yi stood up, put the little devil who was secretly drinking rice soup into his pocket, and then took the washed and peeled pheasant into the kitchen, and quickly stuffed the chicken head and chicken feet into the chicken's belly, and by the way, he also put two pieces of ginger and a handful of herbs in it.

"Shuangshuang, you can put out the fire in half an hour......" Throwing the pheasant into the mushroom soup pot, Fang Yi casually explained to Meng Shuangshuang, and then took out two fire tongs about one meter long from the bellows of the fire kang and walked out of the kitchen.

This time, Fang Yi didn't let the three guns do it, and after leaving the kitchen, he picked out a few flavors from the herbs he brought back, mashed them with garlic mortars, and evenly smeared them on the surface of the little wild boar, and then stuffed several large pieces of whole ginger mixed with a handful of herbs into the stomach of the suckling pig.

"Fang Yi, are you operating on a dead pig?" Seeing that Fang Yi actually took an awl, stabbed many points on the belly of the suckling pig, and then threaded it with a thin wire, the Man Jun couldn't help but look dumbfounded.

"If you don't stitch it up, when you bake it, everything inside falls out......"

Fang Yi replied casually, unscrewed one of the fire tongs, and immediately split the fire tongs in two, and pierced one of them along the mouth of the little wild boar, and did not stop until it passed through the other end.

"Fat man, let's roast it on low heat first......" Walking to the fat man who had just lit the bonfire, Fang Yi put the suckling pig on it, and said: "I'll leave the oil brushing to you, if it's scorched, you can eat this suckling pig for me alone......"

The main reason why the fat man and the three guns like to go up the mountain to play with Fang Yi is that here in Fang Yi, they can eat a lot of things and ways to eat that they can't eat under the mountain, of course, they don't eat in vain, after Fang Yi matches the seasonings, the fat man and the three guns can still help a little.

When night falls, the Taoist temple is very lively, the bonfire dispels the chill of late autumn, the fragrance of roast suckling pig and the aroma of wine waft together, spread far away, and the middle is mixed with the fat man's out-of-tune singing.

"Little thing, come over to me, you can't eat that thing......"

Fang Yi didn't pay attention, the little demon king in his pocket secretly crawled out, and gnawed the pork on Fang Yi's plate with his teeth, which made Fang Yi startled, you know, newborn squirrels are similar to human babies, and their gastrointestinal function is very poor, if they eat something bad, it will not be far from death.

"Squeak ......" was pinched by Fang Yi's neck and picked up, the little demon king was still struggling, that cute appearance made everyone laugh out loud, and the laughter echoed in the mountains for a long time.

"Master, if you were still here, how nice it would be......" Fang Yi drank a lot of wine this night, looking at the familiar scene in front of him with a confused look, and his heart couldn't help but feel that the flowers were similar every year, and the people were different from year to year. (To be continued.) )