Chapter 168: Baked Sweet Potato
Hearing the two jade-like emperors talking to each other, Dongli couldn't hold back a smile and immersed himself in the delicious roasted sweet potatoes, and the loss that was originally born because of his refusal to accept the title of the county lord also evaporated because of the sweetness overflowing between his lips and teeth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Whether this sweet potato is planted or unearthed or baked, it is a matter of great time and energy, and it stands to reason that it should at least endure a lot of food, but the fact is that it is similar to ordinary sweet potatoes, even if she eats it in small bites, it is still eaten quickly, and the key satiety is not so strong.
A total of four sweet potatoes were roasted in the first furnace, Mo Ling didn't eat them, and in the interval when Dong Li ate one, Ze Yan ate two, he was not Mo Ling, so he wouldn't think about Dong Li, just care about his own enjoyment.
Guan Qiao's eyes and hands are very diligent, and he has already started to roast the second pot of sweet potatoes, and when Mo Ling has lit the fire, he will sit next to him, gritting his teeth and watching the fire while staring intently at the sweet potatoes on the shelf.
Dong Li's eyes were gone, and he secretly sighed, Guan Qiao's will to make progress is really singable, and if she were her, I am afraid that she would rather not have such a cultivation.
As soon as this thought came out, she grabbed it and whipped it hard, now that she can cultivate and be promoted, she should realize that immortality is an extremely painful and happy thing, if you want not to be a fish, then you have to face the difficulties and suffer the hardships, otherwise if you know the difficulties and retreat, what is the difference between it and when you were physically disabled before?
It's really been a good two days, and I forgot the scars that once hurt my heart.
In the past, it was because her strength was not as good as that of others, and she only had to be dumb and endure Huang Lian herself, and from now on, if she still didn't make efforts, then the situation she faced would not change, and she would only be beaten passively.
Whether it is Yao Mountain or Xueling Mountain, it is not a reason for her to stop, let alone an ivory tower for her to escape from the world.
Guan Qiao in front of her, an existence that has been ignored by her, today is invisibly saving her, Mo Ling's guidance and help can be used as the finishing touch, and the many treasures in the incense ball can be regarded as icing on the cake, but the real key and subject still have to rely on themselves, separated from their own subject, everything else, some may be able to be brilliant for a while, but in the end they will not escape the fate of defeat.
"Why don't I turn it over!" Thinking about it, she asked.
Guan Qiao, whose face was covered with sweat and his cheeks were red, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then realized that Dong Li was talking to him, he glanced at Mo Ling, and then glanced at Ze Yan, and then waved his hand with difficulty, and said in a dumb voice: "It's better for me to come by myself, you wait attentively, this furnace will be ready soon!" ā
Dongli had no choice but to give up, clasping his hands on his knees, looking at the chess game between Mo Ling and Zeyan from time to time, and looking at the sweet potatoes on the stove from time to time.
After a while, Guan Qiao took a long breath, shook his hands, and distributed the four sweet potatoes, Mo Ling still didn't ask for it this time, Zeyan looked at Guan Qiao: "Shouldn't I eat two more sweet potatoes that I grow myself?" ā
As soon as he heard this, Guan Qiao hurriedly gave him two, and when he came to Dongli, he looked at the remaining two, and gave Dongli a lot of interest: "I'll be full after eating one, you eat these two first, and I'll bake them later!" ā
"No need, I'll just have one more, don't bake it, it's enough to eat!" Dongli took pity on him for his hard work, and he couldn't bear to eat it anymore.
Guan Qiao was grateful for his compassion, but firstly, Zeyan had no intention of stopping, and secondly, out of selfishness, he also wanted to get some more Mo Ling's true fire.
"It's okay, it's rare to have such an opportunity, so naturally you have to have a good time!" After speaking, he put the two sweet potatoes on the small bamboo table next to Dongli, and then turned his head to roast his sweet potatoes.
Seeing that he was insistent, Dong Li was not good at persuading, and saw Zeyan eating sweet potatoes while playing chess with Mo Ling, and from time to time he took two sips of tea, and his comfortable expression was much more humorous than Mo Ling, who had always only served a cup of tea.
So, she didn't talk about any more reservedness, let go of her stomach and ate the two sweet potatoes, which provoked Zeyan's joke: "I just said conclusively that I will be full if I eat one more, isn't this a light and clever way to eat two?" ā
Dong Liwan didn't expect that Zeyan would expose her polite words just now, who else would bring him to be sarcastic, how could he have the slightest imperial demeanor!
But who told him to tell the truth, Dongli was speechless, his face was flushed, looking at the roasted sweet potatoes that were about to be baked in Guan Qiao's hands, and he hesitated for a while whether to eat or not!
Ze Yan was quite amused when he saw her embarrassed expression, and shook his eyebrows at Mo Ling with a smile in his eyes, Mo Ling raised his eyes to look at him, and only took over the conversation after a while: "Guan Qiao, there are four of these furnaces, you pack Dongli and bring her back to the side hall to eat slowly!" The rest of the sweet potatoes will be roasted another day! ā
"Yes!" Guan Qiao lowered the curtain when he agreed, and did not look at the expression on Zeyan's face.
"All four for her? I haven't eaten yet! Sure enough, Zeyan protested.
Mo Ling put down the cup, raised his finger and dropped a son on the chessboard: "Can a few sweet potatoes wrap your poop belly?" ā
Zeyan touched his nose, he didn't want to deal with Mo Ling in front of his juniors, he obviously had a strong and flat waist and abdomen, but it was a poop belly in his mouth, if he talked to him again, I don't know what rare words and precious sentences he was going to come up with.
So Dongli smoothly took away the roasted sweet potatoes in the new oven, and secretly couldn't help but be delicious, and after returning to the side hall, she didn't continue to enjoy her roasted sweet potatoes, but was ethereal.
She was naturally thinking about Mo Ling, thinking about Mo Ling's kindness to her, especially when the first sweet potato came to him, he actually peeled it for her personally.
She didn't want to fool herself into thinking that he was so thoughtful to her because of his love for her, but realistically thought that the reason why he treated her like this should be because of her background.
Thinking of her life experience again, Dongli didn't plan to avoid it this time, it's time to ask and understand, otherwise she will become greedy and narcissistic if she continues to be so confused, no, she seems to be a little greedy and narcissistic.
This is not good, it can't go on like this, it's time to go to Mo Ling to ask clearly, no matter what she asks, as long as she doesn't change her original intention to her mother, she won't be sorry for her.
In the bamboo hut in the back mountain, after the first game, Zeyan asked Dongli: "You have already told her the truth?" ā
"What truth?" Mo Ling was seriously cleaning up the black and white chess pieces on the table one by one.
"Her life experience, at the Danfeng Conference, you put such a big smoke bomb, I don't believe she is not curious?"
"Nope!"
"No?" Zeyan raised his eyebrows, "What is she coming from!" ā
"You'll know when it's time to know!"
"What are you selling, being so spoiled in the palm of your hand is just because she is the heir of your deceased, in this fairy world, I can count the ones that can be so valued by you!"
"Then you count in your heart!" Mo Ling was still picking up the chess pieces one by one.
Ze Yanna was in the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes flashed: "You are so cold to me today, isn't it because I teased Dongli for two sentences!" ā