"Guess what, there's a reward for guessing right." Murong Dan suddenly blinked mischievously, and some of the deep and melancholy aura on his body immediately disappeared, turning into a youthful aura that can only be found at this age.

"It's not going to be to prolong your life." Xiong Ping, who was happy to grab food over there, said casually without replying.

"Cut, you can't stop your mouth if you eat." Murong Dan didn't expect Xiong Ping's brainless sentence to guess correctly. "Apple, go on." As he spoke, he took out a small box and threw it to Xiong Ping.

As soon as Xiong Ping turned around, she saw a porcelain vase flying over, and she hurriedly caught it, and a mouthful of something was still choked in her throat, patting her chest hard, and finally swallowing it. "Xuanyue, you murder!" Xiong Ping blushed and shouted.

"How old are you, can you eat well, you can choke on eating." Murong Dan got up and stuffed things into Aunt Yun's hand, picked up Xiaobai and walked out. "See you at school tomorrow, I'll go out for a bite to eat." As he spoke, he glanced at the various shapeless foods that had been gnawed on the table, and shook his head. "Yun Che go out and buy something again, come back for your mother and sister to eat."

Before everyone could react, they had already gone out.

Xiong Ping was the first to react, and looked at the chaos on the table in embarrassment. coughed, looked down at the box in his hand, and secretly opened the lid of the box out of curiosity, and saw a small fruit with water and moisture lying quietly inside.

"Water Spirit Fruit!" Xiong Ping exclaimed, and then slammed the lid shut. "Auntie, I'll leave first, see you tomorrow." Then he rushed out and rushed in the direction of Murong Dan.

Murong Dan walked on the lively street, and in front of the groups of hawkers on the street at sunset, all kinds of people were around, walking in pairs, only Murong Dan was holding a small cute beast in a small wooden spot, and the people around looked at her from time to time, although she felt that her cultivation was only a primary order, but the clothes and fabrics seemed to be precious, and no one stepped forward to look for things for a while.

Unconsciously, Murong Dan walked to the end of the street, and when she was thinking about where to eat something, a voice broke her contemplation. "Girl doll, do you want a bowl of tofu brain?" An old but gentle voice came from the left.

Murong Dan turned his head, and an old couple in coarse linen clothes were looking at him kindly, which old woman was holding a bowl of white and tender tofu brains in her hand, and she was waving to herself. The nose sniffed, and a faint bean fragrance filled the tip of the nose.

"Okay, thank you, mother-in-law." Murong Dan walked over with Xiao Bai in his arms and sat down in a seat.

"Come, little girl, try it, it's not my mother-in-law boasting, my tofu brain is delicious." The mother-in-law smiled and put a bowl of tofu brain in front of Murong Dan.

"Thank you, mother-in-law." Murong Dan is also a good doll educated by China, and he has always treated the elderly with respect.

Pick up the spoon and put it in one bite, the faint bean fragrance is mixed with the flavor of the meat, smooth but not greasy, refreshing and delicious. "Mother-in-law, it's really delicious. But why aren't there anybody? ”

"Hey, the rent in front is too expensive, just me and the old man, my son and daughter-in-law took their grandson to the North Continent, and I only came back once in a few years. The mother-in-law sighed and looked up to the north, her eyes full of longing.