When Molly found Qu Gongzi, he was sitting on a piece of dead wood, eating a small piece of beehive with relish.

At his feet, a half-broken honeycomb lay crookedly, and many dead bees scattered nearby.

Molly, who was originally hearty, couldn't help but be a little angry when she saw him like this.

"No snacks if you don't eat!" She took out the honeycomb from Qu Gongzi's mouth, stared at his eyes and said, "Also, who gave you the honeycomb?" ”

Qu Gongzi looked up blankly, the corner of his mouth was stained with a little sparkling honey, and the liquid flowing like a golden version moistened his perfectly curved lips, coupled with the pure eyes like flawless amber...... Makes this kid look quite tempting.

Molly turned her head unbearably and looked around for a long time, but she didn't see anyone else.

She asked incredulously, "The day of the nest, could it be that you climbed up the tree and picked this hornet's nest by yourself?" ”

What about the countless dead wild bees under the tree?

Qu Gongzi stared intoxicated at the honeycomb flowing in her hand and did not answer.

- He rarely answers.

Molly couldn't, so she had to pick up the hive on the ground herself, and carefully put it in the bamboo basket with the hive he had eaten a few bites.

"Go back and make you sugar cakes to eat," she stretched out her fingers to wipe the corners of Qu Gongzi's mouth, and was accidentally licked by the other party's slippery tongue, she couldn't help but suffocate slightly, and paused before shouting, "Be honest, quickly stand up and go home with me!" ”

Qu Gongzi understood this, stood up obediently, lowered his eyes and went to the place where he had chopped wood with Molly, and then watched the girl tie the chopped firewood into a small bundle for him to carry, and the two left together.

In the bushes where a large number of wild bees had just died, a pair of black onyx-like eyes looked intently in the direction of their departure, especially at Molly's thin and slender figure, and then slowly stood up.

- This is a small black fox with smooth fur and a petite body, with fluffy ears and tail.

Xuanhu.

The pointed ears fluttered twice to listen to the sounds around it, it seemed to determine something, and when the surroundings grew darker and darker until night had completely fallen, the black fox jumped out of the grass and hurried straight to the dilapidated courtyard where Molly and the others were.

When Molly was halfway there, she took half of the hive to Orion's house and told Orion that she wanted to exchange something delicious.

It so happened that the Orion family had just got some wild boar, and the Orion lady was eating pork from a large pot in the yard.

When she got half of the hive, Orion was very happy, and then picked up a few pieces of meat, and tied some raw and cooked ones to Molly with straw ropes, and put them in the bamboo basket.

"The eldest son who has been hungry for a long time, eating this meat will satisfy your cravings!" The Orion Lady laughed loudly, then broke off a small beehive and stuffed it into her son's mouth, and said to Molly happily, "I'll pick up the honeycomb again later." ”

For an expensive condiment like sugar, the average farmer's choice is either to grow their own sugar beets or to go to the wild to pick honeycombs – at a great cost, of course.

Molly nodded and thanked her, took the meat and took the meat and went home with Qu Gongzi, who had been stunned.

The dilapidated courtyard of the black hole, without the brave boy with a kitchen knife, made Molly feel eerie and terrifying.

She tried her best to drive the shadow of the wild wolf out of her mind, and took Qu Gongzi to sit in the kitchen to clean up the two pieces of meat.

Qu Gongzi didn't eat as much as a three- or four-year-old child in a few days, so he must have been hungry.

Molly decides to tidy up the farmer's meat dishes, vowing to hook up Qu Gongzi's little gluttony.

The body is falling at a rate of one point per hour, right?

That's good, sister, there is only farmhouse stew to eat here, and if you don't eat it, you'll die!

The skin is crispy, the meat is tender and delicious, this is the farmer's generous meat.

In fact, it is to kill pigs before the New Year's festival and cut the pork into palm-sized squares, which is called "square meat". Add thirteen spices into the big iron pot, stew with Dachai He at the bottom of the pot, burn until the soup drops, becomes thick, and then take out the cooked square meat, at this time the square meat is sauce brown, trembling and towering edges and corners are slightly blurred.

Then, put the cooked square meat into the hot oil pan, fry it with large oil, and fry it out to be a reddish-brown oily bright and attractive, with a burnt flavor of the farmer's square meat, because the oil residue brings a more tough texture, but the meat inside is still fragrant and soft, you can add salt to marinate it for future consumption, or you can immediately cut it into large slices and dip it in garlic paste to eat, the skin is sticky and glutinous, the meat is soft and rotten, and the crispy is abnormal.

There is a young man who likes to eat meat, and he can eat three or four square pieces of meat before he stops.

Crispy, tender, refreshing, fat but not greasy, this is the small crispy meat.

First, cut the selected fine meat into strips, mix with eggs, starch and cooking wine and marinate for 20 minutes, add oil and overheat, fry until golden brown and peel the fish scales, steam slowly in the pot, steam thoroughly and then pour the broth on the table.

When a bowl of crispy meat comes out of the pot, the color is bright, crispy but not rotten, fat but not greasy, and the aroma overflows.

Because the broth is an old soup made by the farmer to kill the pig and stew the meat many times during the festival, it is not comparable to the ordinary braised soup, which contains the smoke and firewood aroma, and has a unique flavor, so the small crispy meat of the farmer is also different from the taste in the county restaurant.

The soup is delicious, and the puff pastry is still slightly crispy, and the soup is full of juice, and the meat is tender and chewy, and even the belt meat is not fishy at all.

Qu Gongzi's belly screamed violently, and the generous meat was just that, because it was cooked by the Orion lady, Molly only passed the oil once, and then steamed it out on the fire.

The small crispy meat has a golden and lovely skin, a crispy and flexible inside, and a thick gravy.

He was finally willing to open his mouth wide and eat meat.

Molly was relieved to see that Qu Gongzi's eyes were only looking at the bowl of crispy pork, and she sat down beside him, pinched his hand with her fingers, and demonstrated him how to hold chopsticks one by one.

Even if the memory cache is emptied, it doesn't mean he's an idiot - he just needs to learn from scratch.

Qu Gongzi turned his head sideways, silently looking at the girl who was trying to teach him, and the tip of his nose moved silently.

Molly taught again and again, and finally let Qu Gongzi learn to use chopsticks before the little crispy meat cooled down, although he was still a little unskilled, he was still able to hold the chopsticks and eat the meat by himself.

This meal, out of control, a whole bowl of puff pastry, red and pink pieces of meat, all went into his stomach alone, leaving no half of Molly.

"Hey, eat slowly!" Molly wanted to give him just a small piece, but who knew that his table was so surprising.

She was not afraid of his indigestion, so she let him eat a little crispy meat, and fed him a few pieces of hawthorn to eat, but when Qu Gongzi's face was wrinkled by sourness, she laughed evilly.

"It's better than honey, right?" Molly held up the red hawthorn fruit and said maliciously, "Open your mouth, my sister will bring you two more." ”

Qu Gongzi, who had not yet gotten rid of his ignorance, was at the time of being slaughtered, and when he heard the words, he immediately opened his mouth wide, and then was squeezed together by his sour eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth again.

Molly shouted, and the gloom that temporarily shrouded her heart was blown away.

"Good boy." She whispered, "Let's rest." ”

Lamp oil is more expensive, so she only lit a brazier in the house and used firelight to illuminate it, but the late autumn weather has begun to cool down at night, and the house is just lukewarm and hot when she lights the brazier.

Molly laid out the kang, looked at Qu Gongzi who was standing at the door with his hands down, and said to him unceremoniously: "Drill the quilt to warm the kang for me." ”

Qu Gongzi looked at her blankly, and only after being stripped naked by her did he take a step back in a little panic.

"Go to the kang." Molly shouted, "Hurry up and go to sleep." ”

It's been a tired day, she is almost tired, she is a little impatient, looking at Qu Gongzi like a docile dog, she can't help but want to bully and bully.

was reprimanded, Qu Gongzi had to hang his head, obediently climbed onto the kang, and his long legs, who were only wearing fur pants, gently knelt on the edge of the kang, and the smooth skin above the waist was like a large ball of beautiful jade in the dim room.

Molly thought of the bronzed-skinned boy again...... The one that has been cleared...... Alas, he's gone, so I feel so cute/reliable!

Qu Gongzi lay down in the quilt, his body temperature was slightly high, and soon the quilt became warm.

Molly unceremoniously pulled the warm quilt over and covered herself, spread the cold other quilt for him, and soon fell asleep wrapped in the warm quilt.

About an hour later, the light in the room was getting dimmer and dimmer, and the firewood in the brazier was about to be extinguished, when Qu Gongzi suddenly opened his eyes.

He got up slowly, let the futon slide off, and then stepped barefoot on the edge of the kang and jumped lightly to the ground, like a weightless feather.

He walked to the door, and then deftly untied Molly's straw rope to the door, removed the latch, and removed the wooden pier that blocked the door.

The door opened silently, and an animal as black as a shadow slipped into the room.

Qu Gongzi closed the door again, tied the door latch, tied the straw rope as it was, carefully pushed the wooden pier back into place, and then he knelt down on the ground.

A small black fox with smooth fur and a beautiful form was waiting for him calmly.

As soon as the boy was short, the little fox jumped up and jumped into his arms.

There seemed to be a strange wind in the dark, and in the wind, the little fox was like a flowing mercury, slowly turning into a plucking light, and then the whole enveloped Qu Gongzi.

Soon, the wind disappeared, and Qu Gongzi fell to the ground, curled up in a ball.

The fox was nowhere to be seen.

Until this time, Molly hadn't woken up, so she didn't notice anything strange about Qu Gongzi.

When she was just asleep, she suddenly felt chills all over her body, and she couldn't help but move closer to the heat source.

And the heat source on the kang naturally comes from the person who was originally lying on the other side of the kang head.

Molly vaguely clinged to Qu Gongzi's quilt, unconsciously thinking, why is the room so cold? The sky in the mountains is really colder than the outside?

She put her feet into Qu Gongzi's quilt, wanting the man's warm quilt to warm her feet.

At this moment, a pair of slender and powerful hands gently grasped Molly's restless feet, and then, slowly rubbed them.