Chapter 67 is a disease

Near noon, the group finally reached the side of the temple, where several young people from the same village had been waiting for a long time.

The big guys got together, spread mats on the grass, and each family took out one or two cold foods, and started lunch lively.

This kind of activity depends on personal will, some people who are not willing to have a picnic on the mountain go down the mountain early to visit the temple fair, and the remaining people in the same village are only about 20, and the number of samurai and Tian families accounts for less than half. It is very rare for young women to eat out alone, and there have been a few villains who have picked one or two women to rob and do evil when walking, although the case has been solved, but all villages have raised their vigilance, and gathering together for lunch in the same village is also regarded as a matter of conformism in nearby villages and towns in order to protect women.

Phoenix Mountain is not as high as Shenhu Peak, and Shenhu Peak is not as flowery as Phoenix Mountain.

Anyway, Wu Nuandong was very happy to enjoy the scenery, and the little face was puffy with a smile, and even a few fourteen or fifteen-year-old school-age girls in the same village couldn't help but rub the top of her hair and pinch her little face with affection.

Fortunately, the brothers didn't like those women teasing their pet-like mentality to provoke their own Nuan Nuan, and quickly surrounded them left and right to stop them from stepping forward, while Wu Qiuzhi helped Nuan Nuan to tie up her unkempt hair bun again in the back, and pinned fresh kapok.

Everyone sat on the ground, Wu Xingzhou took out the food box, and inside the fourth floor, because it didn't matter whether it was cold food or not, the four kinds of food in the hall were faintly sweet.

"That's good!" Tian Daqiu inhaled and glanced at the little boy Si Swenwen in disbelief, "Hearing my father praise your cooking skills, we thought it was his loss, and my mother even secretly scolded him for being greedy...... Brother Qiu Zhi, it's really unseemly! ”

"There are still a lot of them at home, let's get some back for Aunt Daqiu then!" Wu Qiuzhi smiled slightly, did not shirk anything, and calmly accepted the praise.

After all, the martial arts family came from the north, and their eating habits were also biased there, Wu Qiuzhi knew that his cooking skills were limited, and he was afraid that he would get tired of eating those few warm things when he came and went, so he specially asked Aunt Tie who was closest to the reeds for a few special dim sums, such as ring cakes and green and white dumplings.

The ring cake is actually the current oil dumpling, the north is mainly wheat noodles, and the south is based on rice noodles, which are winding and crispy.

The green and white dumplings are round and round rice dumplings, which are distinct and seated, soft and glutinous and sweet.

"Qiu Zhi, how can your Qingtuanzi be so pleasing to watch?" Song Erga was a cold food bought from outside, and the blue color had long since faded to light, dull and miserable, far less bright than the martial artist's brightness.

The green color of the green dumplings is to use green barley leaves, beaten into green juice, poured into the dumplings and glutinous rice flour, the kneaded rice noodles become green, the filling is bean paste, meat filling or jujube paste, the dumplings are put into a large steamer and steamed, full of wheat green fragrance. Wu Qiuzhi deliberately dipped a brush in cooked oil and brushed the surface of the dumplings with a brush when steaming out of the cage, so that the green dumplings were as green as jade and more appetizing.

"You didn't do it if you asked!" Song Daga raised his eyebrows contemptuously, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, he is also a younger brother, why is there such a big difference! Looking at people's autumn stops, they are ingenious, literate and hyphenation, and they are strange and sensible.

Song Erga, who was choked with these words, leaned sideways and nibbled on the baked cake.

Several people laughed, and Wu Xingzhou put Zi Tuiyan in front of Wu Nuandong, the size of a small flying goose-shaped child's fist, just enough for Wu Nuandong to eat in two bites. Zitui cake is also called jujube cake, which is made with fermented grains and steamed with jujubes.

The final layer is the cheese, an almond porridge that goes with the rings.

The Tian family also brought a lot of cold food made by Aunt Daqiu, such as quiches, egg cheese, pancakes, and joy groups.

More than 20 people have 20 kinds of cold food, the most popular in the martial arts, and the four babies are not very fresh about their own food, but they are interested in tasting a lot of cakes brought by others.

Wu Nuandong, Wu Xia Zhi and Tian ate fast in late autumn, and the three small ones couldn't sit still and prepared to go around the temple. Wu Qiuzhi was not at ease, but he was forcibly pressed down by Wu Xingzhou and blamed, "You eat slowly, how can you eat so little, sit down, there is a summer solstice!" His force is not weak, and he can protect Nuan Nuan. ”

Wu Qiuzhi glanced at Wu Nuandong, who was gradually moving away, and sat down helplessly, but his heart was still high.

There is a row of kapok behind the temple, the flowers are blooming, the artistic conception is quiet, Wu Nuandong really can't wait to become a top painter, and this scene is recorded and enjoyed every day.

Wu Xia Zhi didn't understand this, he just thought it was good to look at it twice, and then jumped up to Tian Wanqiu and climbed the tree to climb over the wall. When he sat down on the wall, he waved at Wu Nuan Dongle, "Nuan Nuan, come, go in from here!" ”

Wu Nuandong opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the words of the stop into his throat, how could he be reborn, wouldn't it be a big loss if he wasn't crazy. Handed his hand to Wu Xia Zhi, who had his arm outstretched, and took advantage of his strength to jump, straddle the wall, and smiled at each other.

Inside and outside the wall, two completely different beauties are like two regions, the red cotton is enchanting, and the blue is elegant.

Two rows of jacarandas are slim, with blue petals half-hanging into the shade, lining the red walls and green tiles at the end, the beauty is breathtaking.

Wu Nuandong immediately became interested, such an extreme scenery has never been seen even in modern times.

"Second brother, let's be quiet!" Some parts of the temple do not accept outsiders, so you should be cautious since you are not invited.

Wu Xia Zhi nodded happily, jumped to the opposite tree first, followed Tian Wanqiu and Wu Nuandong, the three of them sat firmly, and just about to slide down the tree, they heard someone coming from far and near.

From a distance, a seven or eight-year-old boy in a brocade robe ran over like a gust of wind, followed by the old slave, and kept chasing. Wu Xia Zhi saw that people turned a corner, and just about to move, he was pulled by Wu Nuandong and pointed.

Three women and two men came to the place where the boy appeared, among which the young man in a dark red and purple lapel robe held a beautiful woman on the left and right, with a pleasant smile on his handsome and uninhibited face, and from time to time he teased with the two women.

The young man in the back was dressed in a brocade robe embroidered with maple leaf patterns on a lake green background, and the white jade hair crown was tied in a tight bun, highlighting the red lips and white teeth, and the face was elegant and gentle, and a pink-faced and handsome girl walked politely before and after, as if they were abiding by the distance between each other, not far away, not close, and even the smile was faintly polite and alienated.

Wu Nuandong sank, just in time to see the young man in dark red leaning sideways and raising eyebrows at the young man behind him, "What?" Cousin Huaiyu can't satisfy you!? ”

Zhou Huaiyu's face flushed, she glared at the young man in shame, and then looked at her cousin next to her shyly, as if she was looking forward to taking this opportunity to hear her approval from his mouth.

Liang Zhen naturally ignored Zhou Huaiyu's desire to speak and stopped, flirted with the person in front of him, and said in an elegant voice: "Luo."

Yuhan, lust is a disease, it has to be cured!"

PS: Jacaranda was introduced to China by Brazil in recent years.