The roaring rooster crows from the top of the mountain in the east, and the sun rises. The gentle sun shines on the earth, heralding the dawn of a new day.

The sound of a rooster crows seems to have some kind of magic power, and it goes straight to the human ear. I don't know when Yue Bai, who had fallen asleep, opened her eyes violently, and there was still a strange but somewhat familiar ceiling in front of her.

Isn't it a dream?

Zhuang ruined people, fled in a foreign land, ate fruits and turned into shapes, and old men with firewood knives. Everything came so fast and unbelievably like a dream. Yuebai wished countless times that it was just a dream, and when she woke up, she was still lazily lying on a leaf in the courtyard. But what you respond to is always the harsh reality.

Yuebai stretched and was stunned on the bed for a while, and then slowly climbed off the bed.

"It smells so good. ”

Yuebai's nose caught the sweet smell in the air from afar, and this smell came in from outside.

The past few days have been full of ups and downs, and Yuebai hasn't eaten for a long time. At this time, when I smell this smell, I naturally open my index finger.

The door was pulled open, and only the old man sat outside. He was sitting in front of an old stove, fan in his hand, smoke wafting through the air, and the smell came from the gurgling cauldron on the stove.

Seeing this old man, Yuebai, who was still a little dazed, immediately shivered and was a little overwhelmed. Immediately, I remembered his unpredictable knife skills yesterday.

The scene looked a little embarrassed for a while. Some of Yuebai can't advance, and they can't retreat. It seemed a little abrupt to pass like this, and he was a little scared of the old man. But if he retreated into the house like this, his stomach would never accept it.

His stomach rumbled with hunger, but he couldn't get out of his feet.

While his mind was still struggling, the old man suddenly extinguished the flames, and then lifted the lid of the pot. Yuebai's gaze immediately moved to it, and he couldn't take his eyes off it. It's like a big man, his eyes are hot when he sees a woman undressing, as if he wants to penetrate everything that obstructs his vision.

The last veil of mystery was torn away, and the previous aroma was magnified several times! The hot smoke swirled in the pot for a few seconds before dissipating, revealing the true face of the contents of the pot.

That's a pot, pumpkin porridge!

Yuebai was stunned! he hadn't seen pumpkin porridge before, and he hadn't eaten it in the courtyard at night. But a pot of pumpkin porridge can give off such a fragrant aroma!

The old man took out two bowls and a large spoon from the side. The bowl is the same size, but the spoon is extraordinarily large. One spoonful, it's just the right bowl. The yellow pumpkin porridge flowed from the spoon into the bowl, although it was sticky, it didn't stick to the spoon at all, which was just right. It can be seen that the amount of water, time and heat when cooking porridge are extremely precise.

Practice makes perfect, and this precision can only be the result of time. I'm afraid this old man has cooked it more than 10,000 times!

Two bowls of fragrant pumpkin porridge are placed there, and they are extremely tempting. Under the double impact of vision and touch, Yuebai's body walked forward uncontrollably. But immediately he came back to his senses, and his movements suddenly stopped, and he looked very strange.

"What are you doing in a daze? If you're not hungry, you'll fall down. As he spoke, he poured a bowl into the pot.

"Don't!" Yue Bai subconsciously exclaimed hurriedly and flew out. Perhaps because the body is the nimble white silkworm, Yuebai's movements are exceptionally fast. Like a cheetah that has been gathering momentum for a long time and suddenly bursting out.

But the old man was even more magical. He moved slowly, like a normal old man. But it was a slow blow, and he took a step sideways as if nothing happened, and then Yuebai threw himself into the air, slammed it to the ground, and hit a large cloud of dust.

"Ahh

The old man said slowly, "This porridge is for men, not for wild beasts. Before you can eat, you have to learn how to be a person. ”

Yuebai touched her red and swollen nose and got up and asked, "Be a man?" ”

Although he has used secret methods to transform into human forms, after all, he has never been on the human table, so Yuebai naturally does not understand the rules of human eating.

"When you take shape, you change from a beast to a demon. Since he has a human form, it is inevitable to step into the human world. After all, what you eat is an old and decayed transformation fruit, if you are embarrassed outside, won't your old face be lost?"

As he spoke, the old man brought the two bowls of porridge to the table, and Yuebai immediately followed.

"First of all, chopsticks. ”

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Yuebai was "holding" a pair of chopsticks in her hand, looking very unskillful. The gesture of the human holding chopsticks made him feel very uncomfortable, and after a while it became a gesture of holding a stick. It's also a shame that this is porridge, which can be drunk directly. If it's rice, then it's troublesome.

"Wow, how can this porridge be so delicious?" Yuebai exclaimed inarticulate as she sipped.

"If you've done it 10,000 times, you can too. For Yuebai's praise, the old man replied very calmly, not happy or sad, but meaningful. can do it 10,000 times, the perseverance of this old man's mind can be imagined. But Yuebai heard more in his words - loneliness. How long has he been living here alone?

Although drinking porridge doesn't require any chopsticks skills, but after that, the old man brought a few delicious side dishes, as a qualified foodie, how could Yuebai let go of the food that appeared in front of him?

Yuebai's fingers moved extremely unskillfully, but the chopsticks were either dead and dead, or suddenly opened. The slices of meat slid mercilessly between the chopsticks again and again, and the white of the moon trembled.

In the end, Yuebai simply threw off the chopsticks and grabbed them directly with both hands. But Yuebai's hand was immediately jerked back by another pair of chopsticks, and the place where it was hit immediately became red and swollen. Yuebai had no choice but to wash her chopsticks with a sad face.

The second time she tried to pinch the beans, Yuebai first spent several minutes opening the chopsticks with a suitable opening, and then slammed them. Clamping beans has certain requirements for the control of strength. Yuebai's reckless behavior, the result was naturally that the beans bounced out directly, and even almost hit the old man's face. Yuebai scratched her head in embarrassment, smiling awkwardly and trying to get by. And then......

"Ahh

By this time, the sun had risen overhead, and it was noon. The wooden table where the meal used to be was now full of beans, and Yuebai was trying to put them back into the bowl one by one.

"Dead old man, stinky old man!" Yuebai cursed.

Put all the beans back in the bowl, that's his punishment. When it's done, when it's time to eat!

Originally, as a small insect in nature, eating was a major event in his eyes! Ah no, it's silkworm birth, can it be called silkworm birth?

"I'm so hungry. ”

It's already time for lunch, and Yuebai, who hadn't eaten breakfast, is already hungry at this time.

But for a whole morning, Yuebai failed to pick up a single grain. This frustration mercilessly crushed Yuebai. With a bang, Yuebai fell softly to the ground.

。。。。。。 (To be continued)