When I returned to Yuqing Pavilion, it was already dark, and the girls put all the food on the table, and this day I just chanted and listened to the story, but I didn't feel hungry, and I was hungry when I came back.

"Eat! You must be hungry! I forgot that you are mortals, and you are hungry fast. The lord said, telling the girls to open the steaming porcelain.

A burst of meat aroma came to his nose, Lu Xiaoman's stomach had already turned over the river and the sea, and he was not so restrained at this time, and the food was very sweet. The old man and Su Yan looked at her and smiled!

"Young master, eat this, you used to like to eat this the most, Cui'er made it especially for you. Cui'er picked up the chopsticks on the table, took a piece of steamed sea bass and put it in Su Yan's bowl, Su Yan raised her head and smiled lightly and said, "Thank you!" Cui'er's face turned red instantly.

Lu Xiaoman held back Su Yan's smiling eyes, and then looked at Cui'er's flushed face, and I don't know why I suddenly felt no appetite.

"Young grandma eats too!" Rou'er and Lu Xiaoman also sandwiched a piece.

In the past, the young grandmother was here, and she took care of her diet and daily life, so she naturally knew her character best.

Su Yan looked at Lu Xiaoman's absent-minded appearance, and a sense of pride rose in his heart.

Cui'er still helped Su Yan with the dishes very affectionately, and Lu Xiaoman picked up the rice in the bowl, so he didn't see it.

The meal was finally finished, and the old man used to go back to the house to meditate for a few hours, and then rinse his mouth and go back to the room.

After the girls served Su Yan and Lu Xiaoman after taking a bath and changing clothes. They all came around and pestered them to tell them what had happened over the years, because after their young master and grandmother had an accident, the old man didn't want to believe that they were really gone, and always told them that the young master and the young grandmother had gone to live in the world.

"Young Grandma, how is your cultivation of immortals? Tell us about interesting things in the world. Rou'er pulled Lu Xiaoman's arm and looked at her with curiosity on her face, when the young grandmother was there before, what she said was interesting.

"Cultivating immortals! it's still like that, but I can see ghosts!" Lu Xiaoman really couldn't think of anything he could do with this immortal cultivator.

"Poof!" Rou'er laughed.

"That's it, young grandmother, you are so humorous, we can all see ghosts. ”

"Oh, yes? I mean, I could see ghosts when I was on earth, and I had a lot of interesting things. ”

"Talk about it, talk about it!" The girls all gathered around Lu Xiaoman.

Only Cui'er still talked to Su Yan about what had happened at home over the years.

Lu Xiaoman told the girls all the interesting things from childhood to adulthood, they all listened to it with relish and thought it was very interesting, Lu Xiaoman was also very happy, and when she talked about these things with others, finally someone was interested, not to mention that she was neurotic.

Cui'er chatted with Su Yan without a match, and Su Yan smiled occasionally.

"Hmph! I used to pretend to be cold, but I still talked and laughed in front of this little fairy. Lu Xiaoman glanced at him and muttered in his heart.

"Young grandma, it's not early, let's go back to the room and rest." Rou'er looked at Lu Xiaoman, who was a little tired, and said distressedly.

"Okay, I'll tell you tomorrow, let's all rest early. ”

Lu Xiaoman didn't care about Su Yan as he spoke, and went straight into the room, and the girls also dispersed.

Su Yan followed and entered the room and closed the door.

"You go to the next room! I'm going to sleep!" Lu Xiaoman said.

"Why? You are my wife here, how can there be any reason for my wife to drive her husband away. Su Yan sat on the bed, his legs folded, looking cynical.

"That's just what others think, and it's not true! What's more, you, the eldest young master, are merciful everywhere, so I don't want to be that young grandmother. Lu Xiaoman pursed his lips.

"Ouch, why do I sound so sour, you can't be jealous, are you?" Su Yan raised her chin to look at her slightly angry face.

"Who's jealous! Can I do it?" ......