After the group returned, Snow Kite and Zhihong made an appointment to invite the people of the Flying Eagle Tribe to eat roast chicken together tomorrow night.

When the orcs of the Flying Eagle Clan heard this, they cheered, and Zhihong looked at these unproductive goods, and felt a burst of disdain in his heart.

Isn't it just a roast chicken, which can also buy them. Usually he is so good to them, and I have never seen him so excited about himself, and he is really a little sad in his heart.

However, it was quite late at this time, so he didn't want to disturb it anymore, and left with the people of the Flying Eagle Clan to say goodbye.

Early the next morning, the snow kites were still sleeping in the house, and Zhihong arranged for the orcs to hunt early, and he also went into battle himself.

Originally, these things would have been left to Ling Wen, but because Ling Wen was beaten last time, he was still lying in the hollow of the tree at this time, so he could only go for him.

But in the past few days, the kid has lived a comfortable life, and by being sick, he has been idle, doing nothing, and hating him so much that his teeth itch.

When Ling Wen is well, his brother has to take good care of him, arrange more work for him, and see if he dares to call himself like that after seeing him.

The people of the Flying Eagle Clan ate the fragrant roast chicken yesterday, and now they feel that everything in their hands is not fragrant. I didn't even eat much this whole day, so I waited for the dinner in the evening.

There were some hungry stomachs gurgling and grinning, and they forced their stomachs to hunt. Some of them couldn't hold it and fainted directly.

Ling Wen had no choice but to stop hunting, roast what he had at hand, and distribute it to the clansmen.

At this time, the orcs didn't care about saving their stomachs for the good things of the night, and they ate honestly one by one. The patriarch's face was so ugly, they really didn't dare not do it.

"Look at your little bit of talent, it's really good to come out and hunt hungry for the sake of stuttering."

After reprimanding the people, Zhihong let them rest for a while before resuming the hunt.

On this day, they did not gain much, but pitifully little. Because of the clever tricks played by the orcs for a roast chicken, they didn't catch any decent prey today. Zhihong looked at the little thing in his hand that was not enough to stuff his teeth, and sighed.

The sun was already on the buttocks here, and Snow Kite and Mo Yan had just opened their eyes. Mo Yan hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time, and he looked refreshed.

He woke up earlier, and when Snow Kite opened his eyes, he saw Mo Yan looking at him with his arms propped up, and a pair of light blue eyes were full of her figure.

"Wake up, I'll go make you something to eat."

The snow kite nodded, as if feeling that she hadn't slept enough, and closed her eyes again, ready to squint for a while.

Mo Yan had just cooked the soup here, and was about to take the meat out to make something else to eat. As I passed by, I heard the shallow breathing of a snow kite. When I looked at it, I was asleep.

He smiled to himself, and he just thought she was cute. It seems that I can't get enough of this sleeping appearance.

He gently pinched her cheek, and the people around her moved. Afraid of waking her up, he gently patted her on the back.

After a while, the snow kite fell asleep again, and the corners of her lips were hooked, looking very happy, and she didn't know what she dreamed of.

Mo Yan walked to the place where he put things and took out a few portions of meat, and at this time Mo Yun happened to come back from outside and offered to help.

The smell of food became stronger and stronger, and the snow kite sniffed, woke up slowly, and slowly sat up.

Mo Yun looked over and waved at her, and Snow Kite gave a faint smile back, slowly getting up and walking over there.

"Mother, it's time to eat."

The little guy winked at her, took out the dishes and chopsticks, and Xue Kite sat down next to Mo Yan, waiting for the things to be served.

Since she arrived in the Snow Wolf Tribe, she has become more and more lazy, Mo Yan has taken good care of her, and she basically doesn't have to worry about anything.

Even if she came here, she wouldn't be as busy as before, just sitting quietly and doing nothing.

Today's soup Moyan didn't stew with meat, put some fresh bamboo shoots into it, the fragrance of the soup came, and the snow kite couldn't help but swallow it, picked up the spoon and put a bowl.

Fresh and tender bamboo shoots are eaten in the mouth, there is a different flavor, these days come to the Flying Eagle Tribe, it is rare to eat such a fresh thing, eat it once in a while, I really think the taste is not bad.

Mo Yan saw that she liked it, so she picked a few bamboo shoots for her, and the snow kite was not polite and ate it directly.

After waiting for dinner, she began to deal with the chickens that she would use to cook the night. Mo Yan brought out some of the chickens he raised, and the snow kite was not idle, picking off their hair one by one.

Mo Yun looked a little scared and went out to help fetch water, Mo Yan later felt sorry for her hand, so he took care of the rest for her.

When it was almost done, the two of them had blood on their hands, Mo Yan reached out and hugged her, and some blood rubbed on her body.

Seeing that he was playing tricks on himself, the snow kite was not idle, and stretched out her hand to wipe it on him. The two men threw away the chicken in their hands and chased each other and rubbed their hands on their bodies.

When Mo Yun came back from fetching water, he was almost hit by the crazy two, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize his body, but a lot of water was spilled out.

Mo Yun put the water in place, I don't know how to describe the feeling in my heart, I didn't expect that my father and mother are such old people, and they would do such childish things, but it looks quite funny.

The two of them looked at each other tacitly at this time, and at the same time stretched out their hands and kept touching Mo Yun's body.

The little guy was stained with blood, and he couldn't raise it, laughing and struggling back and forth.

After a while, when Zhihong came over, he saw that the door was not closed, and walked in directly, and when he saw the scene inside, his jaw almost fell off in shock.

These two people who usually look quite normal, what are they doing by pressing their children to the ground at this time.

Zhihong looked at Mo Yun and saw the painful expression on his face, so he automatically made up a big drama in his mind.

He didn't expect that this person, who usually seems to be good to children, would actually beat children at this time and didn't even close the door, which is really unusual.

"Stop, how can you do this to your own cubs."

Zhihong's face sank, rushed in, and hugged Mo Yun out. No one tickled at this moment, Mo Yun felt a lot more comfortable, but the tears of laughter in the corners of his eyes didn't seem to have dried yet.

Mo Yan and Xue Kite heard a loud roar, looked in front of them again, and instantly sobered up, blushing for a while.

I didn't expect my family to be crazy here, and I was laughed at by others, which was really embarrassing.

But at this time, Zhihong was different from what they thought, chattering for a long time, and finally Mo Yun came out of his arms, saying that it was just a joke, his old face was red, he didn't go, he didn't stay, and the scene was embarrassing for a while.

In the evening, Snow Kite and the others took the finished chickens and followed Zhihong to the square of the Flying Eagle Clan, where they built a lot of fires and roasted the chickens with the clansmen.

Snow Kite not only made roast chicken today, but also made other delicious dishes, and this meal can be regarded as very rich.

Fresh bamboo shoots and chicken are stewed together in a clay pot to make a delicious chicken soup; Stuff some raisins into the chicken to make a fruity roast chicken; Chop some diced chicken and stir-fry it with salt.

After a while, the chickens of different recipes were divided into many portions in clay bowls, served up, and distributed to the surrounding people to enjoy.

The people of the Flying Eagle tribe smelled the fragrance and ate it in large gulps, although the portion was not much, but they could eat some of each, and they could eat different flavors every time, and they also enjoyed it.

When the food is finished, the snow kite brings the boiled chicken soup again, which is delicious and thirsty, and the whole body feels a lot more comfortable when he drinks it in one gulp.

When the food was finished, Zhihong invited them to dance around the bonfire with the clansmen to celebrate the friendship between the two clans.

A group of people held hands around the campfire, their faces were full of smiles, and the atmosphere became very warm.

This kind of bonfire party in the human world, Snow Kite didn't expect to see it here, so it naturally felt cordial and familiar.

Seeing that she liked it, Mo Yan accompanied her to play and make trouble. It wasn't until late that the people in the square slowly dispersed.

Zhihong left for a while, and brought some food to Ling Wen. Ling Wen couldn't be happier when he saw what he was eating.

The room was full of fragrance, but his body was not yet well, and if the eldest brother came a year late, he might really think that he had been forgotten.

He was gobbling up at this moment, with a smile on his face, looking simple, and Zhihong was watching him from the side, wiping the residue from his mouth from time to time.

When he was full, the two of them sat down, looking at the moon outside, and sighed.

Tomorrow when people leave, they are afraid that they will not have such good things to eat.