The old man's dark orange eyes turned slightly, and he didn't force Mo Yi'er anymore.

While Mo Yi'er breathed a sigh of relief, she also had a bad premonition, this old man let her go so easily? Unlikely!

No matter what, the old man took away the lotus leaf thing, as for where to put it, Mo Yi'er didn't see it, even if she kept an eye on the old man, but the old man was too fast, and he was always elusive, not something that a mortal woman like her could compare!

Mo Yi'er casually ate some wild fruits at noon, and when it was getting late, the old man came back with four or five fat birds, most of which were big parrots. It seems that the old man is in love with using a slingshot, Mo Yi'er can't help but feel a little contemptuous of himself, this thing is made by himself, okay, now he uses it to hunt instead of himself. She plans to catch one of these spiders when she leaves here, and then keep them well, so that she can use a lot of elastic spider silk in the future.

As soon as Mo Yi'er remembered to cook dinner, she was stopped by the old man. "You don't look well for the past two days, I'll come to dinner, if I'm sick, my grandson won't fight with me!"

Mo Yi'er was a little surprised, and then began to move the old man's intimacy. The old man smiled, and took the stone pot and the birds to the lake, which needed to be cleaned and disemboweled.

In addition to roasting bird meat at night, the old man also made wild vegetable soup for the first time, which is called practice practice, otherwise Mo Yi'er and they will not be able to drink wild vegetable soup when they go down the mountain in the future. Mo Yi'er was a little sad when she heard this: "Grandpa, why don't you go down the mountain with us, the clansmen are very good and will take good care of you." ”

"No, I can't fly now, and it's much better here than down the mountain." The old man said half-sadly, half-arrogantly.

It's true that this place is much better than the mountain, Mo Yi'er always feels that there is an aura here, which makes her a little brighter than before, is it an illusion?

When drinking wild vegetable soup, Mo Yier felt that the taste of wild vegetable soup was a little strange, but she didn't think much about it, she just thought that the old man's method of making wild vegetable soup was different from making wild vegetable soup by himself. When he drank a lot, he realized that the old man was just eating bird meat and had not drunk wild vegetable soup at all, so it was even more strange. "Grandpa, don't you like wild vegetable soup the most? Why don't you drink it today? ”

"Huh? Belch...... That, today's wild vegetable soup is specially made for you by grandpa, you drink it, grandpa will leave it to you! ”

The old man's spitting made Mo Yi'er feel that something was wrong, and the old man gave himself the disgusting thing at noon, and asked the old man with wide eyes: "Grandpa, you, didn't you put that thing in the wild vegetable soup, right?" ”

"What's that? I do not know. The old man snorted, but people living in this era are really not good at lying, and the old man is no exception, his eyes are flashing, his hands and feet are moving, and the whole thing is restless, obviously putting that thing in the soup. Mo Yi'er was nauseated, covering her mouth and wanting to go to the side and spit it out.

The old man didn't do it, and walked over to cover Mo Yi'er's mouth. "Don't spit out, this is a good thing, don't spit out, this thing is hard to catch, if you spit it out, it's gone."

Mo Yi'er was really disgusting in her heart, but the old man was like this, she didn't vomit it after all, and she was not in the mood to eat the bird meat again.

She couldn't sleep this night, and she complained about the old man in her heart, thinking that the little pom-pom should come back soon, so that your grandfather could not bully me.

Because of this incident, Mo Yi'er ignored him for a whole few days, and the eldest aunt left in no hurry, Mo Yi'er was refreshed again, and took a bath in the lake in the evening when the water temperature was suitable. After climbing ashore and putting on clothes, the little pompom quietly appeared.

It missed Mo Yi'er very much, and directly pounced on her to lick her face. Mo Yi'er chuckled: "You guy, are you willing to come back?" You're really, disappearing for a few days every month, and you're coming to your aunt too? ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yi'er was a little stunned, isn't it when the little pom-pom disappears for a few days every month when she comes to her aunt? But she didn't know why she broke her head, so she had to wait for the little pom-pom to transform into a human form and talk to herself.

"Let's go, little pom-pom, let's go back, I can hunt now, I'll hunt birds for you." So Mo Yier went back to the rest place to take the slingshot very prominently, and hit two blood pigeons for the little pompom.

The old man ate the birds for a few days and was a little tired, and at night he hunted wild goats all the time. The taste of roast mutton was very tender, and Mo Yi'er couldn't help but eat a little more, but she still pouted and refused to talk to the old man. This subtle atmosphere between them even felt a little strange for the little pompom, his eyes wandered between his grandfather and Mo Yi'er, and then he yelled twice and asked his grandfather.

The old man also had a golden lion and shouted a few words and replied to the little pom-pom. The little pom-pom was very excited, ran to the old man's side and rubbed it, such an intimate action has not been done for many years, which made the old man very happy, and at the same time secretly scolded: This stinky grandson, I haven't seen you so close to me before, and now you help the woman you like, you are so happy? It's really a woman who forgets grandpa!

Mo Yi'er looked at the interaction between her grandparents and grandchildren suspiciously, and she couldn't figure out the situation at all, forget it, anyway, she wouldn't think much about it, and other people's grandchildren should be affectionate.

On this day, Mo Yi'er used the slingshot to hunt again, this time the prey was a little farther away, but seeing that the prey was about to fly away after flapping its wings, Mo Yi'er had to quickly pull up the slingshot, and when she didn't pay attention, she used a little more force, and what she didn't expect was that the slingshot was broken by her again. Watching the birds fly away, she was extremely depressed. "What's going on, I tried it last time, and this branch is the strongest!"

All she answered was the sound of the leaves blowing in the wind, and she threw away the broken wood in frustration, intending to find a branch nearby to make a slingshot.

The least difficult thing to find in the woods is the branches, and there are many jujube branches, Mo Yi'er took a fancy to a thicker branch, although it will feel a little big when you pick it up, but at least it is not easy to break. Mo Yi'er pulled the branch and used her greatest strength to break it, but before the strength was completely exerted, the branch was easily broken.

This, what's going on?

Was there a mistake in the last test? This branch is also easy to break? With this in mind, Mo Yi'er found a thicker branch to break again, and this time she was sure that the branch was really easy to break, alas! The only way to do this is to change to another tree. Sadly, the whole forest is not bearing fruit, what is going on? Is the twig playing tricks on her?