"To that person, Pu Zihuang." Ruan Ling whispered.

Meng Po was interested: "Tell me carefully." ”

"He ate a little bit, and it seemed that he had only forgotten about it for a short time." Ruan Ling said with some uncertainty, "I especially want to ask you, will he still remember?" ”

Meng Po smiled: "Do you think my soup is sugar water?" Now that he drank it, he didn't want to remember it. ”

Ruan Ling was surprised and delighted: "So, I don't have to worry about Pu Zihuang making trouble for me in the future?" ”

"I can't say for sure." Meng Po took a bite of the crispy cucumber, "Even if he forgets something for a while, he always knows that his brother is dead, right?" Then he still has to check, check and check, and he will still find your head. ”

Ruan Ling reached out and picked up an egg, snapped and crushed it: "Then don't do it, don't stop it!" ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Fill him with a bucket of soup and let him stop cooking completely!"

“…… Pipe dream. Meng Po rolled her eyes, "The soup I gave you last time was still a little bit saved from the mouths of other ghosts, do you think my soup is water, you can have as much as you want?" If you want to check it up, I won't let you bother me. ”

"I suspect now that the soup you gave me is already expired!"

"You're slandering!"

"It's proof!" Ruan Ling pulled Xiao Hei over, "Why did Xiao Hei eat so much and not react at all?" ”

"This only shows that this little fox is stupid." Meng Po said in an unquestioning tone.

"Whew!" Xiao Hei exploded dissatisfied.

"Little thing, get out of the way and play." Meng Po kicked him aside, and then said to Ruan Ling, "Little girl, make a good meal for me to eat." Today is my birthday. ”

"Your birthday?" Ruan Ling raised his eyebrows, "If I'm not mistaken, there's at least a month left until your birthday, right?" ”

As one of the most important people in the underworld, Ruan Ling still remembers Meng Po's birthday very clearly.

September 13.

"It's my habit to celebrate my birthday early!" Meng Po quibbled.

"Okay, whoever calls you my leader, whatever you say, it's what it is." Ruan Ling rolled up his sleeves, "Let you taste a peerless delicacy today." ”

She took out some of each of the greens, turnips, and mushrooms, washed them, and cut them well.

Tofu, tofu skin, tofu fruit, pork and mutton cut into slices, fish sliced well, the same one is arranged.

Coriander soy sauce vinegar minced garlic to make a seasoning.

Peppers boil the bottom of the pot.

"What are you going to cook?" Meng Po couldn't help but be curious when she saw that she had set up a full table.

"Hot pot."

Ruan Ling put the bottom of the boiled pot on the small stove and brought it over, and handed a pair of chopsticks to Meng Po: "Come, eat and see." It's delicious. ”

Meng Po frowned: "This dish and meat are all raw." How to eat? I don't like to eat raw food. ”

"I'll teach you." Ruan Ling sat down in front of the small stove, took a few mushrooms, threw them into the pot, and put some green vegetables, tofu skin, and a few pieces of fish.

Meng Po was a little disgusted: "Throw them all into a pot, can you eat them?" ”

"You can eat and see." Ruan Ling took a mushroom, dipped it in the seasoning bowl, and put it in his mouth, "Hey, it's delicious." ”

"What are you?"

"It's hot, it's spicy." Ruan Ling beckoned her, "Try it." ”

She gave her a piece of fish.

Meng Po took a small bite and chewed, her eyes slightly brightened.

She didn't say a word, she sat down immediately, took chopsticks to fish vegetables from the pot and ate, and sighed while eating, "It's delicious, it's delicious!" ”