Hurriedly ran out of the house, Mo Huaisan saw the old man who didn't know what he was doing in the yard at first sight, the old man seemed to be very unhappy with Mo Huaisan's reckless appearance, Mo Huaisan received the old man's reprimand as soon as he went out.

Mo Huaisan secretly looked at the old man, the old man was like what he described in the text, slender, wearing a white robe, with long silver-white hair, and a snow-white long beard on his face.

"Little San, you said how old you are, and you are so reckless, you said master, how can I rest assured that you will stay by Yu'er's side.

balabalabala……”

is such a character who looks like a fairy wind and bones, at the door of the small courtyard with Mo Huaisan is crackling preaching, and the fairy energy is worn out, looking at such an old man, Mo Huaisan almost wanted to burst into tears, he wanted to beat himself hard, call you cheap, call you cheap.

Without waiting for Mo Huaisan to have a chance to beat himself, Tang Yu's slightly cold voice reached his ears again, and even the master who should have been an immortal wind bone heard it clearly.

"Little San, didn't you ask to cook? Why are you still here? ”

Tang Yu leaned against the door, a pair of charming phoenix eyes stared at Mo Huaisan like this, Mo Huaisan who was looking straight at him felt weak in his heart, facing such Tang Yu, Mo Huaisan felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, but thinking of Tang Yu's sad appearance in the future, at this moment, Mo Huaisan felt that he was much more balanced, although he was very sad, but it was better than being blown up ~ Ju, imprisoned, and being by someone.

gloating fiercely in his heart, on the surface, Mo Huaisan bowed his head very respectfully, "Yes, yes, I'll go." ”

Without going to see Tang Yu and Tang Yu's master again, Mo Huaisan almost ran to the kitchen with a runaway pace.

Inside the courtyard, the old man who finally recovered the fairy wind Dao bones smiled at his apprentice, and his face was about to burst with a smile The Taoist priest in the Journey to the West World read the full text.

"Yu'er, how are you cultivating lately, but is there anything you don't understand?" The old man's voice was very gentle, so gentle that it could almost drip water, and the old man's attitude towards the only heir in front of him was excellent.

His master's question made Tang Yu smile slightly, with a gentle smile on his lips, he shook his head and said, "Master, the apprentice doesn't understand anything. ”

"That's good."

In the courtyard, the atmosphere between the master and apprentice seemed to be happy, but Mo Huaisan, who ran to the kitchen, stared at a series of very old kitchenware in the kitchen, a little at a loss, he especially wanted to chop off his own hands, write Xiuzhen, write Xiuzhen, don't you write directly that the protagonist can Bigu? Wouldn't that mean you don't have to cook?

Mo Huaisan regretted it very much, but it was too late to regret it, if he didn't make a meal today, the end would be tragic, there was no way, he could only put on a battle.

Kitchen utensils won't be used, it doesn't matter, isn't it still early? You can do it despite the real yàn! So he tossed hard in the kitchen, the original cyan clothes turned black, and his face was also black, and after tinkering for a long time, Mo Huaisan finally cooked the meal.

After washing his face and holding the prepared meal, Mo Huaisan knocked on Tang Yu's door.

"Young master, the meal is ready."

"Well, put it down." Most of the time Tang Yu is elegant, Tang Yu is a typical rich second generation in his previous life, when Mo Huaisan entered the door, Tang Yu happened to be holding a book and was reading, Mo Huaisan's eyes fell on Tang Yu's body, but he felt more and more that Tang Yu was as warm as jade, at this moment Mo Huaisan was thinking, no wonder the little attackers in his article would finally die for Tang Yu, he really had this capital.

Bringing the food to Tang Yu's desk, Mo Huaisan turned around and wanted to leave, but before he could take two steps, Tang Yu's slightly displeased voice came.

"Huh? Little San, this is what you cooked today? Why do I think you're a little weird today? This rice is half-cooked, do you think you can eat it? ”

Tang Yu's eyes finally moved away from the book and landed on the food, and at the first glance of today's meal, he couldn't help frowning. Then he looked at Mo Huaisan suspiciously, and the suspicious gaze almost made Mo Huaisan want to blow up his hair, but he didn't dare to blow up his hair or something, so he could only lower his head and bite his lip, looking like he had done something wrong.

Tang Yu already had doubts in his heart, he even doubted that Mo Huaisan had been crossed, and he began to probe: "Little San, I'll test you, I was taken up the mountain by the master that year?" ”

"Uh, young master, are you stupid, didn't you sue me before that you were taken up the mountain by the master ten years ago, and I wasn't on the mountain at that time."

Tang Yu's question directly made Mo Huaisan's body stiffen, he knew that he was suspected, he knew that he would cross, he knew earlier, he knew that he would go to learn how to use the ancient stove.

"And what year did you go up the mountain?" Mo Huaisan's fluent answer reduced Tang Yu's suspicion by two points, but he continued to ask.

Next, Mo Huaisan answered every question of Tang Yu very carefully, and almost even said what kind of underwear Tang Yu was wearing, and his mouth was dry, which finally dispelled Tang Yu's suspicions about him.

Tang Yu finally didn't doubt that Mo Huaisan had crossed over, if he had crossed over, how could he have such a clear understanding of his situation? These situations of his own are only known to the junior who has been following him.

But since the little third son is not worn, how can this cooking suddenly become so unpalatable? Looking at the half-cooked white rice in the bowl, Tang Yu was a little puzzled, and he shook his head for a long time, anyway, the third son is still the third child, why do you care so much.

Seeing that Tang Yu let go of himself, Mo Huaisan, who left the study, breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that he had passed the test, Tang Yu would never have thought that his situation was not only clear to his playmate Mo Huaisan, but also clear to himself, the author.