Old Man Mu was obviously very happy.

Song Wan'er and Yunmo glanced at each other, and the two of them walked over quickly.

"Little girl Wan'er, you see what Grandpa Mu has picked up, take it, and give it to you." Old Man Mu said happily and handed the little guy he was holding in his hand to Song Wan'er.

The little guy is all black, pure without a trace of miscellaneous hair, a small nose, a small mouth, a small eye, a small body, the whole looks like a small dough, staying in the palm of the old man's hand, the body is trembling.

"It's so cute!" Song Wan'er's eyes lit up, and I have to say that this little guy is really too cute, as long as he sees it, no one will dislike it.

"What is this?" Yunmo calmly looked at the things in Old Man Mu's hands with a cautious attitude.

"Take it, Wan'er little girl likes it, so take it back and raise it." Old Man Mu said, and continued with some regret: "It's a pity that it's not a large beast. ”

Having said that, there was not much regret on his expression, and seeing that Song Wan'er liked this little black guy, Old Man Mu was also very happy in his heart.

"Uh-huh." Song Wan'er nodded, stretched out her hand and hugged her, God knows that she was a plush controller in her previous life, and she has no resistance to this kind of soft and cute little guy.

"Wait." Yunmo stretched out his hand to stop Song Wan'er, "I don't know what this thing is, what if it's in danger?" ”

Old Man Mu secretly rolled his eyes, his old man has been holding it for so long, if there is danger, it will happen a long time ago, and Mo Boy is trouble.

"No, Brother Mo, I can feel that the little guy won't hurt me." Song Wan'er looked at the ignorant gaze of the little black guy and immediately said with certainty.

The little black guy looks like he should have been born not long ago, the hair on his body is very soft, his small eyes look at Song Wan'er cutely, and his voice is soft and has no strength.

"Alright, Mo boy, I'm here with the old man. How could it be possible to make Wan'er's little girl in danger, this little thing is harmless at first glance. Old Man Mu said, seeing Song Wan'er's expectant gaze, he immediately put the little guy in his hand directly into Song Wan'er's arms.

When the little black guy was in the hands of the old man wood. is not as big as his palm, and staying in Song Wan'er's arms is also a small lump.

The little black guy rubbed Song Wan'er's body, moved his little body, and sniffed around like a puppy. Finally found a satisfactory position, lay down, and quickly closed his eyes.

"The little one seems to be tired." Seeing that the little black guy fell asleep almost in the blink of an eye, Song Wan'er said funny.

"While it's still early, let's take a walk, and Grandpa Mu will show Wan'er's little girl." Old Man Mu said with a smile.

It's a shame that he thinks he is a powerful guy, and he still wants to show himself in front of Song Wan'er, so that Wan'er's little girl likes him even more, who knows that it's just such a poor little guy.

"Okay, let's go back and forth." Song Wan'er nodded.

The little black guy seemed to have made a home in Song Wan'er's arms. No matter how the three of them tossed along the way, they kept their eyes closed and slept sweetly.

The actions of the three people after that were very smooth, the stupid rabbit seemed to be winter, and the action became slow, and the old man Mu caught the two fat and big stupid rabbits without any effort.

Song Wan'er didn't have empty hands and picked up a colorful pheasant.

Song Wan'er was covering the little black guy with the handkerchief in her arms, and she was happy to see that the little guy's body finally stopped trembling.

"Bang!" A bang. Song Wan'er looked up and saw a colorful pheasant that didn't know if it didn't fly well, or if it had bad eyes, and it happened to crash into a big tree not far in front of her. Passed out directly.

"Grandpa Mu, Brother Mo, let's go, let's go home." Song Wan'er said happily.

Pheasants, hares, these are all delicacies in the mountains. Coupled with some mountain delicacies picked in Lianyun Mountain at home, it is enough to make a hearty meal.

"Hmm." Yunmo nodded, took one last look at the bushes behind him, and stepped to follow.

After Song Wan'er and Yunmo left, it was very quiet in the bushes, and it was a long time before the sound of Suo Suo sounded behind the jungle.

"Whew......" The man's eyes were so terrifying, they scared the beast to death.

"Wow...... "Yes, yes!"

"Whew...... "What are we going to do?"

"Whew...... "Let's go back and figure it out."

"Whew......" OK.

A group of several beasts muttered and discussed for a while, watched Song Wan'er and the others in the distance leave, and turned their heads and ran towards the depths of Lianyun Mountain.

If Song Wan'er saw it, she would find that the direction in which these beasts ran was the place where she saw the black bear and the white tiger fighting.

"Woo woo ......" The Tiger King roared angrily, and soon resounded in the depths of Lianyun Mountain, startling all the beasts around him to lie down in fear.

Didn't you fools make you look at it? How did I lose it again!

In the depths of Lianyun Mountain, accompanied by the roar of the Tiger King, there was a sudden noise of chickens flying and dogs jumping, and the beasts on Lianyun Mountain were scurrying and no longer calm.

***

When Song Wan'er returned home, Song Ci'er had already boiled water and steamed rice, and Song Yun also came back from the school with Song Yu.

When Old Man Mu saw Song Yu and Song Yun, he suddenly became rare again, Song Yun was a little older, and he was also stable, so he greeted Old Man Mu very politely.

"Grandpa Wood." Song Yun looked at Old Man Mu and shouted, I haven't seen him for a few years, Old Man Mu has hardly changed, but Song Yun has grown up a lot more than he remembers.

"Cloud Boy." Old Man Mu happily patted Song Yun on the shoulder and shouted, turned his head to look at Song Yu rarely, and said with a smile: "This is Xiaoyu, it's all grown so big." ”

"Little rain" Song Yu was looking at Old Man Mu with wide eyes at the moment, because Song Dafu had just told Song Yu that when he was born, it was Old Man Mu who gave him such a name.

"Grandpa Mu! I miss you in the little rain. Song Yu grinned, looked at Old Man Mu and blinked.

As for gifts, doesn't it say that you have to give gifts when you meet? Song Yu's expectant eyes could be seen by a person, and Song Yun suddenly felt ashamed.

How could he have such a younger brother, it's really stupid and sweet, no wonder even the youngest sister sometimes treats him as a younger brother.

This kid really looks like he's missing a string in his head......

"Hehe, okay. Grandpa Mu also wants a little rain. Old Man Mu said.

"Uh-huh!" Song Yu nodded, and then, shouldn't he take out the gift for him?

Old Man Mu looked at Song Yu's expectant appearance in confusion, not knowing what he wanted to do. The two men stared at each other with wide eyes.

After a while, Song Yu was the first to lose, crying and looking at the people around him aggrievedly.

What about the greeting gift. Didn't you say that Grandpa Mu would give him a gift? Where is it?

"Haha!" Several people around looked at Song Yu's pitiful appearance, and immediately laughed in unison, and Song Wan'er couldn't help but reach out and rub Song Yu's head.

What a cute little guy!

"Woo woo......" The little guy in Song Wan'er's arms moved, master, hurry up and take a look, it's also very cute!

"I'm my brother, boys can't be touched casually." Song Yu looked at Song Wan'er complainingly and said, saying so, but he didn't stop it, obviously he was used to Song Wan'er treating him as a younger brother.

"Uh-huh." Song Wan'er nodded. Of course she knew, but when she saw such a soft and cute bun, she really couldn't help but want to get started.

"Take it!" Old Man Mu teased Song Yu enough, so he took out something from his arms and handed it over.

Song Yu stretched out his hand to take it, it was a small wooden curved bow with a delicate appearance, and it was a little different from an ordinary bow.

This small wooden curved bow shoots out with more force, and it doesn't require much force to be launched.

Song Wan'er looked at the things that Old Man Mu took out to coax Song Yu casually. Thinking of the box that Old Man Mu gave her, she became even more curious about the origin of Old Man Mu.

"Dad, Grandpa Mu. You go and sit in the house first, and I'll make you a good meal." Song Wan'er said.

"Delicious!" Song Yu's saliva couldn't help but stay, the food cooked by his sister was so delicious, after he ate it once, he could never forget it.

"Gluttonous cat!" Song Wan'er looked at Song Yu and smiled.

"Let's go. I'm helping my sister get it. Song Yu said happily, he didn't care if he was told, as long as there was something delicious, he didn't care about his sister's big or small.

"You go and try the gift that Grandpa Mu gave you." Song Wan'er refused, jokingly, and asked Song Yu to help, which was simply a disservice!

A few people talked about it, and finally walked towards the kitchen together.

The Song family's kitchen is actually a dilapidated house that barely leaks, the roof is in disrepair, and the surrounding walls are full of mottled cracks.

Fortunately, the pots and pans are complete, and after the Song family separated, they carefully cleaned up here, and the things were all newly bought.

Song Ci'er stood aside to help Song Wan'er deal with those mushrooms, fungus and other mountain treasures, as for the two fat hares that Old Man Mu called, they had already been taken by Yunmo to the well outside to clean up, and the same treatment was the unlucky pheasant who hit the tree in front of Song Wan'er.

The unlucky pheasant didn't know if it was stupid, and when he woke up, he didn't call, but just stood there, shivering.

Yunmo handled the two hares and a pheasant neatly, the hare's fur was very complete, and the chicken feathers on the pheasant were also very clean by him.

"Could it be that before I lost my memory, I was a cook." Yunmo was cleaning up with his hands, and he was secretly thinking in his heart.

With such a neat and neat method, he must have done it often before he lost his memory, but thinking of the two people flashing in his memory, Yunmo knew that he would not be that kind of person.

There is no reason, Yunmo just believes that the two people who appeared in his memory are not ordinary, as their son, how could he be so unproductive.

There are two hares, Song Wan'er plans to use one to braised and one to stew with shiitake mushrooms, and the rest of the pheasant, Song Wan'er plans to make it into spicy chicken nuggets.

Song Ci'er gave Song Wan'er a hand on the side, I remember the first time I saw my sister handling game, she was still worried, afraid that her sister would cut her hand, who knew that when her sister picked up the knife, it was like a different person, more neat than she used.

Song Wan'er pretended not to see Song Ci'er's puzzled eyes, how could she tell Song Wan'er, that stupid Song Wan'er really doesn't know anything, she is a person who can live alone in the mountains and forests for many months, how can she not cook.

Not to mention anything else, Song Wan'er has self-confidence, and many people can't compare to her for the simple handling of these wild meats.

Song Wan'er is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, she advocated in her previous life that medicine is not as good as food, although Western medicine works quickly, but can not eradicate the root of the disease, but simply cures the appearance, after a long time, it will naturally hurt the root of the person.

The ancestors of the Song family have long been aware of this, and left a cookbook, which is all the experience of the predecessors, and the recipes for food supplements are priceless when put outside, but Song Wan'er grew up from snacks to adulthood, and later her grandfather passed away, and when she was wandering outside by herself, she also figured out a few new recipes.

Song Ci'er and Song Yu and others saw that Song Wan'er held the knife and quickly slashed over the hare's body, and after a while, the two hares were still the same, and if you look closely, you will find that they have been cut into uniform pieces with a knife.

Boiling the pot, heating the oil, adding garlic and stir-frying with red pepper, Song Wan'er was fortunate more than once, she was not reborn in a primitive society where there was nothing, and the condiments for cooking in modern life are basically available in this era.

Song Wan'er followed the mountain god and big bird to Lianyun Mountain some time ago, and also picked some medicinal herbs, which can not only be used as condiments, but also warm the body, and it is just right to eat in the cold winter.

Stewed hare is much simpler, after stir-frying, put water, add shiitake mushrooms, winter vegetables, shrimp, tender tofu, ginger, cinnamon and other side dishes, after boiling over high heat, simmer.

Song Dafu and Zhang sat in the house, talking with the old man Mu, the three of them haven't seen each other for a long time, after they separated, a lot of things happened, and several people were a little embarrassed after talking about each other's recent situation.

"Old man, don't be sad, since Dafu has passed away, as long as you don't dislike it, we will be your children in the future, Yun'er Wan'er and they are your grandchildren, we must honor you well, and our family will have a good life." Zhang wiped his tears, cheered up and looked at Old Man Mu and said.

"Uh-huh, master, I am filial to you." Song Dafu nodded again and again, an honest and honest man will not say any rhetoric, what he says is the real words in his heart.

"Haha!" Old Man Mu laughed happily, looking at the Zhang family and Song Dafu, the old man really didn't look at the wrong person, the apprentice he accepted was good, and the apprentice's daughter-in-law was also good, "How can I dislike it, I wish I had a good family like you, and the old man likes a few children from the bottom of his heart." (To be continued.) )

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