The little girl timidly looked at Zhang Yiyang beside her, and couldn't believe that it was the man in black in front of her who saved her, but after the old man finished speaking, he actually believed it in his heart, and this contradictory and affirmative idea made the little girl pick up a pair of her little legs, and buried her little head melon between shuang's legs, and quietly stopped talking.

Zhang Yiyang looked at the little girl a little helplessly, so he crossed his legs and began to concentrate on cultivation.

The carriage was still moving fast towards Snowmelt City, and the sudden change made the little girl silent, and she twisted for a long time, and the little girl's stomach growled... Mutter... Keep calling.

"Grandpa, I'm a little hungry!" After a long day of mental struggle, the little girl said this sentence timidly.

"Haha... Grandpa only has wine in his hand, do you want to drink it?

The little girl touched her belly, which was still protesting, looked at the man in black who was meditating, and said hesitantly: "Big brother, I'm a little hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

Seeing that Zhang Yiyang didn't react for a long time, the little girl helplessly picked up her stomach and twisted her head to the side angrily.

Zhang Yiyang ended this round of cultivation and threw the dry food in the Qiankun bag to the little girl.

The little girl picked up the dry food and took a big bite, "Phew... Bah... Phew, that's too bad. The little girl spat out the food she thought was unpalatable.

Zhang Yiyang shook his head helplessly, this little girl is not a child of an ordinary family at first glance, and it is normal that she has not suffered hardships.

But the little girl's big smart eyes reminded Zhang Yiyang of Zhou Cailing in his previous life, and he couldn't help but feel a throbbing in his heart.

Zhang Yiyang asked Bai Lao to stop the carriage and wait for him on the side of the road for a while, and he disappeared into the roadside forest in black. After a while, Zhang Yiyang walked over with a rinsed pheasant in his hand and a white catfish.

I saw Zhang Yiyang take out a clay pot from the Qiankun bag, light the firewood on the side with a fire spirit stone, pour the clay pot with water, and cut the washed catfish into sections and threw it in.

The pheasant in his hand was stuffed with spices, wrapped in lotus leaves and pasted with yellow mud, thrown into the fire, and then placed the crockpot on the stand and stewed.

All the spices and brackets were prepared in advance in Zhang Yiyang's Qiankun bag, and the work on his hands made Bai Lao look brilliant.

The little girl got out of the carriage and sat down by the fire, her face flushed with the red flames, and she thought of her parents in her heart, and looked very pitiful.

"What do you want?" Zhang Yiyang couldn't help but ask, unconsciously, he had already regarded this cute little girl as his sister in his heart.

The little girl looked at her big brother with a mask, and found that she didn't look so scared in her dark eyes, and said in a childish voice, "I miss my mother!"

Yes, such a young child must be homesick in the presence of strangers. Zhang Yiyang couldn't help but start to divert the little girl's homesick attention and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Xue Ling'er," the little girl said, glancing at the scent coming from the fire.

There is also a spiritual word, Zhang Yiyang couldn't help but be replaced by sadness and stopped talking, and followed the little girl to sit by the fire and recall the past.

Bai Lao looked at the two little dolls in front of him, poured a big sip of wine, and smiled mysteriously. In fact, Bai Lao had already guessed that this was a little doll when he saw Zhang Yiyang's little hands, but what he didn't expect was that this little doll was so prodigious, with a good hand of arrows and a good hand of cooking.

After a while, the rich fragrance drifted out of the air far away. The little girl couldn't stand this kind of ** anymore, and stretched out her little hand to reach the crockpot.

"Hot..."Zhang Yiyang stopped the little girl's little hand with a quick cry, and then took out three soup bowls and put a little seasoning in the crockpot, which suddenly overflowed with fresh fragrance and made the soup taste stronger.

Zhang Yiyang took out three bowls of soup and fish meat in the crockpot with gloves and handed them to Ling'er and Bai Lao respectively.

Xue Ling'er snorted... Whew... After blowing the fish in the soup to cool, I take a big bite... I took a big gulp.

Bai Lao took the soup bowl, first sniffed it with his nose, and then took a sip of the liquor in the gourd, before drinking the soup in the bowl, eating the meat in the bowl, and exhaling with it.

Zhang Yiyang took a sip gently, the fresh aroma of the fish was fully condensed in the soup, and the taste buds in his mouth were completely filled with this fresh fragrance, and he also praised himself narcissistically.

After drinking the fresh soup, it was the game in the mud, Zhang Yiyang took the dagger and smashed the yellow mud wrapped in the game, and the rich meat aroma aroused the taste buds of the three people at the moment when the yellow mud was broken.

Bai Lao and Xue Ling'er already believed in Zhang Yiyang's cooking skills, and looked forward to this special way of eating, not to mention that Xue Ling'er had never eaten this method, and even Bai Lao, who was over the age of six, had never eaten such wild food.

Zhang Yiyang handed the two thighs to Bai Lao and Xue Ling'er respectively, the latter picked it up and bit it in a big gulp, and Bai Lao glanced at Zhang Yiyang approvingly, and Zhang Yiyang also took the game handed over, and took a big bite of the liquor in his hand.

Dapeng, who was originally sleeping, smelled the strange fragrance wafting and chirped to Zhang Yiyang, Zhang Yiyang shook his head helplessly, tore off half of the pheasant in his hand and threw it to Dapeng.

Dapeng followed Zhang Yiyang to gradually like human food, and now if he gave it raw meat, Dapeng would twist his head to the side humanely.

The three of them finished enjoying the dinner prepared by Zhang Yiyang with satisfaction, and continued to rush towards Melting Snow City.

Xue Ling'er gradually began to get acquainted with this mysterious big brother and began to talk about everything.

What Zhang Yiyang didn't expect was that Xue Ling'er was also in the realm of martial arts, and she was only six years old this year, two months younger than herself, and her family was actually the young lady of the Xue family, a famous family in Snow Melting City, and she came out to visit her grandfather's house this time, as for who wanted to arrest her, Xue Ling'er was not very clear.

In this way, Zhang Yiyang became a little nanny along the way, taking care of the diet of the old and the young.

Snow Melting City is in front of you, this month-long contact, and the Xue Ling'er that she met later, made the three of them gradually have feelings, Xue Ling'er looked at the Snow Melting City that was not very far away and said crisply: "Will we see each other again in the future?"

"Haha... There is a fate to meet, but the old man has not eaten enough of this guest officer's cooking. "Talking about the old man, let's do it... Tapping his wrinkled lips, he poured a large sip of liquor into his mouth.

"Big brother, what's your name! When you think of me, you can come to the Xue family to find me! Xue Ling'er looked at Zhang Yiyang's clear and dark eyes and said.

"Yi Yang!" Zhang Yiyang looked at Bai Lao and then at Xue Ling'er, picked up the little eagle and flew out of the carriage.

"Bai Lao, thank you for taking care of you along the way, if you have the fate to meet again! Xue Ling'er will be handed over to you to entrust the Xue family! I will go first. After speaking, Zhang Yiyang ran into the woods without looking back.