Xiao Fuyi picked up a hare in the snow and scalded the rabbit meat into pieces and ate it in a hot pot.

I also found some wild vegetables and boiled them all into the hot pot.

There wasn't a single person in the vicinity who was in a hurry, and there was no worry about anyone grabbing food from them.

Yan Zhaoxi sat next to him, looking at the bubbling pot with his eyes.

She scalded a few slices of meat and took a bowl for him: "Be careful of scalding." ”

Yan Zhaoxi picked up the tender slices of meat and did not eat them himself, but fed them to Xiao Fuyi.

"Sister eats."

Xiao Fuyi was as good as a stream, and took away the pieces of meat on his chopsticks.

"Okay, you can eat the rest yourself, and I'll burn it later."

She ate only a symbolic slice, and then filled a bowl of soup for the coachman to bring to drink.

The coachman trotted over with a smile.

These two sons cooked, and he couldn't interfere at all.

I only help collect firewood every day.

Although he brought his own dry food, Ning Gongzi would never forget his share when they ate.

If it weren't for the fact that he still has his mother-in-law in his hometown, he would really be willing to follow the two sons all the time.

"Thank you, eldest son!"

When the two children left, the coachman called Xiao Fuyi the eldest son and Yan Zhaoxi the second son.

It seems that they really decided that they were brothers.

But he can actually see that the two are not.

Not only not, but the two get along very strangely.

He had seen the second son sleeping with the eldest son in his arms.

Two men, how strange it looks.

However, from the temperament of the two, they don't feel disgusting.

The coachman took a sip of the soup bowl, and the spicy taste flowed into his stomach, warm as if to dispel all the cold.

There was also meat in the soup, and he ate it happily.

Try to keep your presence to a minimum.

Because when the two get along, it seems that there is no room for others around them.

Xiao Fuyi had already served himself the soup at this time, and when he took a sip of the soup, his taste buds were surrounded by spicy warmth.

She drank the soup while scalding the slices of meat.

While eating by himself, he didn't forget Yan Zhaoxi.

Yan Zhaoxi?

While he eats, he will also add food to Xiao Fu's clothes.

The two were unusually harmonious.

It's like having a picnic.

But Xiao Fuyi did not relax spiritually.

Maybe she was about to reach her destination, and the more she felt a big rock hanging in her heart.

Why hasn't the Great Grandmaster, who had passed by them before, yet appeared?

Is it true that he doesn't recognize himself?

At the level of a great grandmaster, maybe with his breath, he can remember a person, right?

Easy to look up and make, she didn't have the confidence to be able to deceive the other party.

In order to avoid each other, they have not entered the city these days, and even to buy things, they have asked the coachman to enter the city.

And she and Ah Zhao rarely even go out of the carriage.

Except for sleeping out at night.

The flames swayed in the snow, and Xiao Fuyi's thoughts drifted away.

In just a few moments, a lot of snow fell on both of them.

Just as she got up, intending to put her things away and get into the carriage to sleep.

A crunching sound sounded.

It is like a person stepping on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the sound comes from far and near.

Until, a man wearing a large felt and a felt hat appeared in her field of vision.

The man looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, with a wine gourd, a sword, and a Gu flute hanging from his waist.

The other party's face was imprinted in the firelight.

Xiao Fuyi lit the fire and saw the man's appearance clearly.

"I didn't expect that there were other people in the forest besides the old man. I don't know what the two sons eat so delicious? Can you give the old man a bowl to warm his body? ”

The man may not have spoken for a long time, and his voice is like that of a dead tree.

He even stood in front of the fire and swallowed at the gurgling soup in the pot.