If you have a house, you have a household. Cui Yu and the crown prince pondered and asked someone about Tu Xuelian.

But as soon as I walked in, I saw a tombstone erected in the courtyard of the house.

Who would erect a tombstone in their own yard in such a desolate place? The owner of this courtyard must have been a man of great character.

But fortunately, it's sunny now, and neither of them is a cowardly person. Therefore, although he was a little embarrassed, he still stepped forward and knocked on the door cautiously.

And the one who opened the door was a white-headed old man. The old man is old, but he is still physically strong. When he saw Cui Yu and the prince, he didn't show the slightest friendliness, but kept a straight face, looking old and stubborn.

"Who are you?"

"We are the ones who want to come to find the earth snow lotus, I wonder if the old man knows where the earth snow lotus is?"

It was rare for the prince to lower his status, and said softly.

When the old man heard the prince say this, he did not buy the prince's account, but became a little angry, and turned and walked towards the house.

It's just that when he left, the old man didn't close the door. Cui Yu and the crown prince glanced at each other, not knowing what this old man with a strange temper meant. And the old man shouted angrily when he saw that Cui Yu and the others were still stunned and stayed where they were.

"Don't come in yet, what are you doing blocking the door!"

The old man's tone was full of anger, but this casual feeling was more like reprimanding his grandson than treating two strangers.

However, it was precisely because of this casual tone that Cui Yu and the prince subconsciously obeyed the old man's words, and hurriedly quickened his pace and followed behind the old man.

When I walked into the house, I was greeted by the deserted feeling of the four walls of the house. Cui Yu looked around, and only felt that this place was really simple. To say that this old man lives here alone is really pitiful.

It's just that this pity is also based on the premise that the old man didn't speak.

"Go and make a fire, there's some chaff there, and make me something to eat."

The old man went into the corner and sat down in a rocking chair, lying lazily. As he spoke, he fiddled with a cigarette pouch. That's really reassuring.

"Well, old man, we just wanted to ask about Earth Snow Lotus"

"Okay, I can't look down on the young people now, they have already become pairs, and there are still some love tokens to find out the moths. Hurry up and cook, you'll talk about that later. ”

Cui Yu looked at the old man like this, and then looked at the prince next to him who was frowning and expressing displeasure, and explained with some embarrassment. It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man, and listening to the meaning of these words, he always felt that he had misunderstood something.

"Old man, you misunderstood, we are not in this relationship, I just accompanied him to find Tu Xuelian."

Cui Yu explained with a smile, and was still very polite to the old man on his face. It's just that after hearing Cui Yu say this, the old man squinted his eyes and looked Cui Yu up and down, as if he had seen through, and muttered.

"No need to pretend, I understand."

Understand? Understand what. When Cui Yu heard the old man say this, he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition. Sure enough, the old man was heard to continue.

"The habit of breaking sleeves has existed since ancient times, and you don't have to hide it. Just have love. ”

As long as there is love, such words really don't seem to come out of the mouth of an old man. And Cui Yu looked at the old man like this, although he was a little rude, but he didn't want to continue to entangle with the old man, so he turned around and wanted to leave. Just as he turned around, he heard the prince speak.

"Is it okay to have steamed buns?"

The prince's words were calm, as if he really wanted to cook for the old man.

Hearing this, Cui Yu stared at the prince, never thinking that the prince would say such a thing. Not to mention his status as the crown prince, doesn't this confirm his identity as a broken sleeve with the prince?

The prince looked at Cui Yu's shocked eyes, but he didn't say much, but just said a little weakly for the sake of Tu Xuelian, so he silently walked to the kitchen and started to light a fire.

For this kind of of Tu Xuelian, Cui Yu is a hundred people who don't believe it. It's just that he can't find the prince's purpose left and right, so he can only be silent and follow the prince to help.

It's just that the prince, who is trying to make a fire in the wolf, is also having the same collapse in his heart. He resolutely refused to admit that he was secretly happy in his heart when he heard that the old man misunderstood his relationship with Cui Yu. In order to maintain this relationship with Cui Yu in front of the old man for a moment, he would actually agree to cook for the old man. When the true ghost sends God, it is really depraved and pitiful.

However, it's easier said than done. The prince has been clothed and fed since he was a child, and when did he cook by himself. And Cui Yu is not to mention, if you want to roast a pheasant and hare, you can still show your hands. It's just that the food of ordinary people in front of me, where have I done it.

The two of them were clumsy, and there was not much left of a bag of chaff. Fortunately, the prince went out with silver, otherwise looking at the old man's temper, he would definitely not let them go lightly.

"Your Highness, is this really edible?"

Cui Yu looked at the few dough in front of him, and whispered not very confidently.

When the prince heard Cui Yu say this, he was not very relieved, and poked the dough with his hand, and the dough immediately changed shape, and he looked so pitiful on the panel.

"Don't worry, sir, you can eat it when it's cooked."

"No, I mean this 'steamed bun' doesn't look good."

Cui Yu said, and used his hand to stabilize the dough that was already lying on the panel, but it seemed that there was too much water, and the dough just got lifted up and lay back again.

Hearing this, the prince shook his head and looked at Cui Yu, as if he was extremely sure.

"Even if it's not like steamed buns, it's still bran. We should not only look at the outside, but also think deeply about the inside. ”

The prince was very serious, but with the flour on his face, it became a little funny. Of course, Cui Yu's appearance at this time was not much better. The two of them crossed their hands with flour like this, confronting the 'steamed buns' in front of them.

In this way, who would have thought that such two people, one is the current Royal Highness the Prince, and the other is the young master of Xiaoyao Peak.

After tossing for a while, the two finally cooked the steamed buns. Then, Cui Yu diligently cleaned up the table, and then put the steamed buns on the table.

The old man looked at the steamed bun in front of him, was silent for a while, and then looked up at Cui Yu and the prince.

Cui Yu could only smile awkwardly at the old man's gaze. On the prince's side, he turned his head completely, staring at him in a trance, and it was estimated that he was also very embarrassed.

"Well, that's good."

At this time, the old man took a bite of steamed buns and said softly.

It's hard for an old man to put such a steamed bun in his mouth. Cui Yu was very surprised to hear the old man say this. This thing, just talking about its appearance, a fool knows that it must be unpalatable. And this old man is not an easy person to deal with at first glance, how can he be so easy to speak.

Cui Yu was suspicious here, but after eating a few bites, the old man over there suddenly shed tears. Tears flowed down the old man's wrinkled face, and the vicissitudes of life were a little sad. Immediately, the old man looked up at the door again, gently wiped the tears from his face, and walked towards his own courtyard.

Cui Yu and the crown prince were really incomprehensible when they saw this situation. Just got up and looked in the direction of the old man. And the prince was standing beside Cui Yu at this time, only to see him shake his head and say with great certainty.

"Sure enough, this steamed bun is unpalatable."