Looking at the appearance of the young descendant who had just turned twelve years old, he was short, thin, and underdeveloped, but he was quite handsome. Su Su looked at the descendant from a distance, a little skeptical, "How can I teach him to become a marksman so thin?" ”

"Uncle Shi, I don't know how to shoot arrows myself, how can I teach him to shoot?" At this time, Su Su suddenly remembered one thing, she didn't seem to be able to herself! How to teach someone to?

Mo Zhiyan pursed his lips, "I'll teach you." ”

Susu: ""

Do you teach me? It's better to teach the descendants directly! I'm not very sure about this kind of accurate thing, in case, I don't learn this thing very quickly, and then I learn to teach the descendants, will he be old and have no strength at that time?

Thinking of this, Su Su just wanted to refuse, but when he saw Mo Zhiyan's alienated appearance, he just couldn't speak. Well, forgive her for forgetting who Mo Zhiyan is, for the sake of having a little relationship with him, it is enough for this great god to condescend to teach him archery. Let him teach an irrelevant person, it would be a dream!

Seeing Mo Zhiyan holding a bow in his hand, Su Su couldn't help but feel a little stunned in his heart, and before he got started, he already had a premonition that this learning would not go very well, so just in case, let's give Uncle Shi a preventive shot first, lest this great god leave himself here in a fit of anger. "Teacher, uncle, if the disciple is stupid and can't learn, don't be angry!"

“”

"Snap the tail of the arrow on the string and the arrow on the left side of the bow. Pull back the string with the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and the arrow is fixed with the index and middle fingers. The little finger of the thumb is slightly flexed. Pull the bowstring to the cheek position. This step is called positioning, and since the bow usually has only one aiming point, a fixed posture is especially important for hitting the target. ”

"Aim, cast decisively!"

'Whew! With a bang, it shot through a big tree 100 meters away. Su Su watched Mo Zhiyan shoot arrows and felt handsome. Sure enough, serious men are the most handsome!

"The saliva is pouring out."

"Ahh Is there any? Su Su instantly came back to his senses and touched it. Nope! It's pretty dry!

Su Su looked at Mo Zhiyan like a monster. When did this great god learn to make fun of people?

"Did you get it?"

I just cared about looking at the handsome guys. Forgot about it, but would she tell it? "Learned, learned."

He took the bow from Mo Zhiyi's hand and accidentally touched his hand. The slightly cool touch made Su Su's heart beat faster suddenly. "Let's get started."

"Hmm." Su Su took the bow in a panic. There was a mess in my head. I can't remember how Mo Zhiyi was taught just now, and his fingers were cut by the strings as soon as he couldn't settle his heart.

Su Su looked at the bleeding, and subconsciously wanted to take his finger in his mouth. As a result, his fingers were held by the Great God of Ink, and he looked at Su Su strangely, "What are you doing?" ”

Su Su: "I'm bleeding, I want to stop the bleeding!" ”

Suddenly, there was a crispy numbness from the tips of his fingers, and Su Su saw that his fingers were caught by the Great God of Ink!? Sky! Am I dreaming? "Uncle Shi, you, what are you doing?"

"Help you stop the bleeding!" Mo Zhiyan said vaguely, and Su Su was completely dumbfounded. The warm feeling from the wound on his finger made Su Su dizzy for a while, and his eyes were full of love.

After a while, the bleeding from Su Su's fingers stopped, and he looked at Mo Zhiyan's calm face, the great god deserved to be a great god, and he didn't do anything after sucking so much blood!

Later, Su Su learned that it was not because Mo Zhiyan was so strong that he didn't care about anything, but because he had no sense of taste.

"Uncle Shi, why don't we let go of the school arrow first? The disciple doesn't have any skills, but the cooking is very good, why don't I make you a few side dishes to try? Su Su saw that the injury on her hand had stopped, for fear that Mo Zhiyan would let her shoot arrows again, so she came up with cooking to divert his attention.

Mo Zhiyan's eyes narrowed, and the long, straight black eyelash brush flashed twice, casting a few shadows on that perfect face: "Okay." ”

Su Su exhaled when he heard that Mo Zhiyan actually agreed. Hurriedly took out the guy who was eating from the space, set it up and started cooking, looking at Mo Zhiyan obediently sitting under the tree, Su Su actually thought of the life of the old husband and wife. This thought frightened Su Su, the wound on his finger accidentally touched the salt, and the painful hand shook, and a large spoonful of salt fell into the pot.

"It's over, it's over, it's going to be salty!" Looking at this pot of dishes, throw it away, it's a pity, don't throw it away, it's too salty. Just as he was hesitating, Mo Zhiyan walked over, "Aren't you okay?" ”

I didn't care so much, so I took out the plate of super salty rape in the pot, "Okay, okay, it's ready to eat." ”

put it on the table, and at this time there were already two dishes on the table, and beckoned to the great god of ink, "Uncle Shi, you eat first, I'll go and bring the rice." ”

Halfway through, she suddenly remembered something, she didn't tell Mo Zhiyan that the plate of rape salt was too much, and she trotted back, but saw that Mo Zhiyan had already taken a bite and put it in her mouth, Su Su covered her face, it's over, it's over, and she just bragged about how good her cooking skills were. After eating this dish, isn't this a slap in the face?

After coming over for a while, looking at Mo Zhiyan without any reaction, Su Su leaned in front of Mo Zhiyan, "Uncle Shi, isn't it too salty, that, this is a pure mistake, I accidentally shook my hand, and then, I accidentally put too much salt." Uncle, you have to believe me, my cooking skills are really good. ”

"Is it salty?" Mo Zhiyan took another chopstick, slowly swallowed the small rape, and did not have the slightest expression on the side of his face, just chewed simply.

Could it be that this salt didn't fall into it again? Skeptic, he tasted it, "Ahhhh It's so salty! ”

Obviously so idle, Uncle Shi didn't react. Su Su's reaction to Mo Zhiyan was very calm, and a bold guess formed in Su Su's mind, Uncle Shi, shouldn't he have no sense of taste?

"Uncle Shi~~ you"

"Didn't you already guess that? That's right, I don't have a sense of taste. Tell me what this dish tastes like. ”

Put herself in her shoes, if Su Su couldn't feel the slightest taste when she ate these delicacies, she would probably be crazy to death. Moved by compassion, each dish is described in detail as much as possible.

"This plate of small rape has too much salt, it is very salty, this sweet and sour fish is a little sour and a little sweet, the meat is full and soft, and the bite is a bit like the feeling of melting in the mouth. This"

It's just that when it was the turn of a soup, Su Su didn't know how to describe it after several sips...... It's not that it doesn't taste good, but it tastes so weird! (To be continued......)