The boy suddenly appeared at the mouth of the shack, his gloomy face revealing a sense of "don't bother me".

Feng Zao hesitated, stopped and kept a certain distance, and invited with a smile: "Little brother, thank you for taking me in, I simply built the house, come and sit if you are fine! ”

Smelling the faint fragrance of plants and flowers wafting from the opposite side, and glancing at the small and simple house, a trace of curiosity appeared in the boy's drooping eyes.

Could the house be like this? Obviously, it was very simple, just clean and tidy, and some simple flowers and plants were dressed up at will, but why did it feel so different, the boy was a little in a trance, and then put away his emotions and turned into the shack.

Feng Zaolian asked: "Little brother, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is ...... Eleven, what's your name?"

Quietly, there was no response.

"My name is Eleven ......"

"My name is ......"

"Qiu Thirteen. ”

"Wow, your name is Thirteen, that Thirteen, you can be a guest if you have time. ”

Feng Zao smiled and waved his hand, went to the mountain to find a small stream, washed his face, and filled some water back.

Back in the hut, she lay down on the soft bed, and for a moment she was silent, and then fell into a dream.

Feng Zao is really tired, what happened in this short period of time may be more thrilling than the sum of ordinary people's lifetime experience, in the dream, she and Dan Dan met, the two of them worked together to overcome all kinds of difficulties, the sister and brother worked together to heal their father's injury, and their family was happily reunited......

In the shack, Qiu Shisan looked at the small house opposite through the gap, full of curiosity.

He quietly walked out and stood in front of the open window and looked inside.

The entrance is a small living room, with a small table and chairs, on which there is a delicate fruit bowl, and the middle is separated by a curtain made of hanging green vines, and there are colorful small flowers on the curtain, and a sleeping figure can be vaguely seen inside.

Qiu 13 scanned the whole room over and over again, as if he had seen some kind of novelty, just a simple table and chair could be seen for a long time, he watched quietly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a little upward arc.

When he returned to his home, the smell of blood filled his nose, sewage overflowed, and all kinds of utensils and stumps were piled up haphazardly, he never lay down to rest, and he always leaned on these things to cultivate at will.

I don't know why, in the face of all this that he was accustomed to, Qiu Shisan's mouth pursed, and he thought of the small flowers swaying in the wind, the faint fragrance, and the fresh vitality.

Qiu Shisan suddenly didn't like this environment a little, he walked out, turned around and jumped to the big tree next to him, leaning on the branch to cultivate.

When Feng got up from a full sleep in the morning, stretched his waist and walked out of the house, he saw the child pitifully covered in cold dew and asleep.

His face was covered with strands of knotted hair, and water was dripping down, as if he had been soaked in water all night, wet, his wide robe could not cover his whole body, and his feet were exposed to the outside, and he was densely covered with scars, which looked very terrible.

Feng Zao was stunned, and couldn't help but think of his younger brother who hadn't heard from him before leaving, if Dandan was outside, no one cared about it, no one cared about it, as if her heart had been hit by something, and she left without a sound.

As soon as she left, Qiu Shisan opened her eyes, with a coldness in her eyes, wiped the dew on her face, and continued to close her eyes.

After a while, Feng had already returned, carrying a dozen pheasants and some mountain treasures in his hand, simply built a stone stove, and put out all the tools.

"Thirteen! Have you eaten, my sister is going to stir-fry a vinegared chicken, and then stew a sour bamboo shoots and chicken soup. Feng Zao greeted him warmly, and didn't wait for him to answer, he got busy, "You look at the time yourself, I will definitely not be able to eat more than one person, the tables, stools, dishes and chopsticks are all in the house, if you have the kung fu, help my sister take it." ”

After being busy in full swing, seeing that there was no figure around, Feng Zao was about to get something by himself, when Qiu Thirteen rushed in front of her, stood at the door and turned his head to look at her.

Feng Zao nodded with a smile, and when he saw him coming over silently, he took out two servings.

Eating chewy chicken, drinking sour and spicy chicken soup, accompanied by fragrant rice, Feng Zao almost burst into tears.

Although this is not a spiritual meal with excellent taste and excellent effect with all kinds of rare ingredients, she has not had a hot meal for a long time, and although the local materials are used today, the conditions are simple, but the cooking skills are not bad.

It's so refreshing, Feng Zao still wants to see if there are any other ingredients on the island, so he just prepares more, and he will always eat some tasteless fruits or something in the future.

Feng Zao was immersed in his thoughts, and he didn't see Qiu Shisan's whole person as if he was stunned when he tasted the first bite of chicken, his chopsticks moved faster and faster, and he finished eating a vinegared chicken in a short time, pursing his lips while eating, and his eyes were almost squeezed together.

Next was the big bowl of sour bamboo shoot chicken soup, he directly held the bowl and blew it to his mouth, but as a result, Qiu Shisan's face instantly burned like fire, he couldn't bear to choke out, secretly and silently opened his mouth, his face was wrinkled, and then he continued to take a big sip.

This was repeated, and when the whole bowl of soup was drunk and the bottom of the bowl was clean, Qiu Shisan's cheeks were red and he couldn't help sweating, and then he picked up a small bowl of rice and chewed it slowly.

It seems that the taste in front is strange, and this rice tastes exceptionally sweet and irons the irritated stomach.

As soon as Qiu Shisan put down the bowl, he saw Feng Zao on the other side looking at him with a smile, his red face froze in an instant, he lost his color, pursed his mouth and slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks like a rusty machine.

He was about to get up, but when he saw Feng Zao, he directly picked up the bowl and went to serve the rice, "I have done more, we can have many more bowls." ”

Qiu Shisan looked at it stunned, she brought the rice over, saying that he would not enjoy the food, let him learn how to eat himself, a bite of meat and a bite of rice with a mouthful of soup is a perfect match.

He subconsciously ate it bite by bite with a straight face, and it was really delicious, not so exciting.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Feng Zao collapsed on the chair, she hadn't eaten so much for a long time, holding her bulging stomach and asking Qiu Thirteen, who seemed to be unfinished.

He shook his head and took the initiative to put away the dishes and chopsticks.

"This island is quite rich in products, if you want to eat, you provide the ingredients, and I will make it for you!" Feng Zao waved his hand, quite arrogant.

Qiu Thirteen's eyes lit up, nodded, turned around and went into the mountain forest.