"I didn't expect you to be able to cook. At the kitchen door, Xin Moge, who was slowly coming, spoke slowly.

"What is this, I used to ......" The words came out smoothly, and when she was halfway through speaking, she suddenly thought of something, and Feng Yu hurriedly closed her mouth. Feng Yufeng's eldest daughter, Feng Yu, has always been the pearl of Feng Yufeng's palm, and she is the eldest lady of the daughter, how can she cook if her ten fingers don't touch the spring water. And she, not really Fengyu, is a person who has crossed over. In her world, she has been living alone, cooking this kind of thing is natural, you can't go out to eat all year round, the meals outside have a lot of MSG, and it is not good for your health to eat often.

But Feng Yu can't tell Xin Moge, and she doesn't plan to tell Xin Moge.

"Why didn't you say it before?" asked Simmego. According to his investigation, Feng Yufeng loves Feng Yu very much, how can Feng Yu cook?

"Nothing. You go to the hall and wait, I'll get it done in no time. After eating, we will go to visit the old-timer, and by the way, confirm whether he is Qin Hua's master Dugu Qiong. Feng Yu changed the subject. There are some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar left in the kitchen, I don't know how long it has been in the hallway, but it will barely be usable.

Simmogo was silent, did not speak, did not turn away, and a hint of contemplation rose in his heart.

After a while—

Feng Yu took the winter bamboo shoots fried by herself out of the bamboo and went to the hall of the bamboo house.

In the hall of the bamboo house, there is a bamboo square table and four bamboo chairs and stools, which is very simple.

Feng Yu put down the winter bamboo shoots, then turned around and went to the kitchen to get two pairs of chopsticks and two bowls, and sat down to eat, she was about to starve to death.

Xin Moge sat down opposite Feng Yu, and didn't have much hope for Feng Yu's cooking skills, but it was not bad if she didn't want to, a little surprised, just like an accident that she could cook.

Feng Yu realized that Xin Moge's complexion and complexion looked much better today, and she couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart.

At breakfast, neither of them said anything, and passed quickly in silence—

The dividing line –

Meal.

Feng Yu tidied up the dishes and chopsticks, and went to visit the people in the villa with Xin Moge.

The doors of the lodge were closed, and there was hardly any sound around.

Feng Yu took two steps forward and knocked on the door.

No one came to open the door for half a day.

Feng Yu knocked on the door again.

At this time, a man in black suddenly appeared and said to Xin Moge: "Young master, there is no one inside. ”

Feng Yu was surprised, she didn't expect Xin Moge's people to have already arrived, when did they arrive? Could it be in the morning?

Xin Moge nodded lightly, let the man in black go down, and then returned to the bamboo house with Feng Yu-

When Feng Yu and Xin Moge returned to the bamboo house in the green bamboo forest, the bamboo house had been completely renovated, and all kinds of things were available, especially the room. At a glance, I saw that the bamboo bed had been covered with a snow-white silk brocade quilt, and several sets of clean white clothes were neatly stacked.

After Xin Moge entered, he directly ordered someone to prepare water, and he wanted to bathe.

Feng Yu turned around and prepared to leave.

Xin Moge didn't stop him, and said to Feng Yu: "You can go and write a letter right now, and I will have someone send it to Feng Yufeng's hands immediately." The sooner he resigns and goes into hiding, the sooner he leaves the capital, the better. ”