There were so many dishes in the kitchen that they piled up, and some of them even began to rot and mildew quietly, and no one noticed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Nanchi watched a few laps every day, and he really didn't know what he could do, anyway, there were still little green vegetables, so he learned from the two senior sisters and also cooked green vegetable soup......

These days, in fact, no one is better than anyone else, just talking about the words of the Tai Junyan, if someone asks her weight, you can find that she has lost two or three pounds! Nan Chi himself every day, when he followed Hua Moyun to Yueshenzhuang, he brought a lot of snacks, but although he was young, he didn't want to eat it, so he put it in the package.

What a lifesaver at a critical time!

Relying on these snacks, Nanchi can survive these few days every day. In fact, speaking of which, Gongsun Lanting, Qi Wanrong and others, God knows if they secretly ate dim sum behind their backs?

But now, Nan Chi has encountered a big problem every day: he has run out of snacks!

How good is that?

Seeing that these people in the village have shown their hands, but none of them have seen any good cooking, and if they continue to live, they probably have no hope......

At noon that day, Nanchi ate the small green vegetable soup he made every day and secretly made a decision.

As night fell, Junyan made the freshly baked rice - it was originally intended to make rice porridge, and the water was boiled dry.

It's a good thing to say, it's been a long time since the people in the village have eaten seriously!

In addition, the salted radish made by Junyan is actually very delicious!

But this night, Hua Moyun was not in the mood to taste this rare meal, because her little junior brother Nan Chi was gone every day!

Yueshenzhuang said that it was not big, it was not small, and the Yuling guards in the village were dispatched together, and they could step on every inch of Yueshenzhuang in half a day, but after looking for half an hour, they didn't see Nanchi every day.

Is it too dark at night, and there are always places where the lights and moonlight are not visible...... Hua Moyun lost her soul and returned to her house to find a way, and suddenly saw the words Nan Chi left for her every day.

"Senior sister, I'm back in Jiangguo, take care of yourself......"

Seeing only this sentence, Hua Moyun grabbed the letter paper and went to the moon god and asked him, is Nanchi trapped in the Nine Dragons against the sky every day?

Seeing that Hua Moyun's face was anxious, the moon god hurriedly ordered Yu Lingwei to ask them to find someone in the Huzhuang array, but not long after, Yu Lingwei actually came to pass the word, saying that there was no need to look for it anymore, Nan Chi ran away every day!

"When I saw him come out, I thought that the owner of the village gave him the way to get out of the formation, but at that time I was only a little curious, why he had many injuries on his body, and now I understand that he broke out of the formation by himself. ”

The two Yu Ling guards on duty outside the Nine Dragons Against the Sky Great Array replied in front of the Moon God, and Hua Moyun was still a little unconvinced.

"Little junior brother, how could he ......?"

Although Hua Moyun does not learn the formation, he has heard the reputation of the Nine Dragons Against the Sky Array, and it is rumored that even Nan Jilie, who is recognized as the world's No. 1 strange armor master, cannot break the formation, why does Nan Chi ...... every day

"It seems that your little junior brother must be a formation-breaking wizard!" the moon god made the final announcement, and then took Yu Lingwei out to inspect the large array that was destroyed by Nanchi every day.

Hua Moyun took out the letter paper that had been crumpled into a ball, and couldn't figure out how Nanchi could go out every day. Suddenly, she realized that she was too eager to read the words Nan Chi wrote every day.

"Senior sister, I'm back to Jiangguo, take care. If I can't get out...... Senior sister, I'd rather die in the Nine Dragons Against the Sky Formation than eat boiled vegetables anymore......"

"Born to die......" Hua Moyun exclaimed, "Little junior brother is so young, he actually has such courage!"

After another round, it was Hua Moyun who was cooking on this day, and she finally cooked a pot of porridge with white rice, and made a large dish based on the experience of her sisters-in-law.

"It's time to eat, I'll wash my hands first!" Hua Moyun brought the bowl of rice to the table, set the dishes, and went out to wash her hands, she went to the water room near the side of the wall, and suddenly heard two servants of Chengyuelou hiding outside the wall and whispering, she listened secretly for a while.

When Hua Moyun returned to the dining hall, Youting was holding a basin in her hand, and when she saw her coming, she hurriedly put it down.

Hua Moyun walked a few steps briskly and came to the dinner table, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

The meals are all eaten!

Seeing that the basin that originally held the rice was licked clean, Hua Moyun immediately looked at Youting, who was originally holding the basin, and Youting hurriedly waved her hand: "It's not me, it's not me......"

It's not you, it's all caught by me!

Hua Moyun never expected that he would be regarded as a person with "superb" cooking skills.

Although Youting is the younger sister of Junyan, she is protected by Junyan and doesn't need to cook herself-I really don't think there's anything good about this, maybe I do it myself, and the things I make are better than what others make! This is Hua Moyun's idea, and now, seeing her brothers, sisters, sisters, and sisters-in-law so supportive, Hua Moyun believes in this even more.

Thousands of miles of clear autumn, the water and light meet the sky, looking at the distant mountains, the snail hosta, the slanting sun hangs westward, the independent building, wandering by the railing, this mood is soft: Tanhua has a woman, blue scarf and green sleeves, both talent and appearance, first-class martial arts, poetry talent, apricot forest holy hand, fried beef, steamed steamed buns.

This is all the feelings of Hua Moyun after Zhongli Xueyan, the confidant of the Moon God, entered the Moon God Village.

Zhongli Xueyan didn't stay after the end of the Moon God marriage, but instead left early with the disciples of Zhongli Pavilion, but at this moment, she turned back.

Why did Zhongli Xueyan come back, she didn't say, she just marveled that the life of Moon God Village had become so difficult as it is now.

Touching the dull cheeks of Gongliang's thoughts, Zhongli Xueyan said with pity: "You are the eldest granddaughter of the dignified Gongliang family, why did you fall to such a state?"

Gongliang Simai had tears in her eyes, and Youting was already crying: "Father, mother, the child's life is so bitter......"

Qi Wanrong likes bitter tea, and Gongsun Lanting likes fragrant tea, but Zhongli Xueyan is different from them and prefers tasteless tea. At this time, there were teacups in front of her, she smelled them cup by cup, and drank them all at once, and discarded them immediately if she didn't like them.

"The purple kites of Phoenix Mountain are blooming, and I want to take Jun Yan home. ”

This sentence is full of affection, the old things have been passed on several times, and the people of the rivers and lakes have long been unaware of the truth, at this time listening to Gongye Ming's words, sure enough, he and Junyan are the fairy couple, and the moon god is only an outsider after all.

Qi Wanrong likes bitter tea, and Gongsun Lanting likes fragrant tea, but Zhongli Xueyan is different from them and prefers tasteless tea. At this time, there were teacups in front of her, she smelled them cup by cup, and drank them all at once, and discarded them immediately if she didn't like them.

The moon god accidentally glanced at it and saw Zhongli Xueyan who was drinking tea in the outer building of the Yeyue Building.

Qi Wanrong likes bitter tea, and Gongsun Lanting likes fragrant tea, but Zhongli Xueyan is different from them and prefers tasteless tea. At this time, there were teacups in front of her, she smelled them cup by cup, and drank them all at once, and discarded them immediately if she didn't like them.

Even if the tea is spilled, it is like painting on the floor, waving his sleeves, as if he is flowing with clouds and water, and his demeanor is calm.