I have to say that the change in the expression on Ning Yongkang's face is too obvious.

The little old man on the other side didn't need to ask, he could guess what was going on in this kid's heart.

He couldn't help but roll his eyes and sneer again.

"Where did the stinky boy come from, who dared to scold the little old man for hiding his head and tail?"

Originally, seeing that the other party was an older person, although the laughter just now was obviously laughing at himself, but Ning Yongkang thought about respecting the elder, so he naturally wanted to forget it.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually scolded himself for being a stinky boy, which couldn't help but make Ning Yongkang's anger rise.

The two of them sang poems about Ning Yongkang, whether they did good or bad things, and there was almost a three-hundred-round fight.

The two of them were dry, and in the end they could only stare at each other angrily.

The little old man originally had the wine in the gourd on his waist to quench his thirst, but in the end, the last drop of wine in the gourd was drunk, so naturally he didn't have to drink it.

People who have drunk alcohol have a much more dry mouth than those who have not drunk.

At this moment, a pheasant flew towards them from the top of the mountain and landed directly between the two of them.

The eyes of the little old man and Ning Yongkang suddenly lit up, especially Ning Yongkang, who was already a half-sized child and ate a poor old man.

I got up too early this morning, and the rice porridge and cakes in the inn had already been digested on the way.

Now that there is a pheasant throwing himself into the net, his eyes are naturally sparkling.

The little old man is about the same, he runs here in the morning, and there is nothing else in his stomach except wine.

Now when I see this pheasant, my stomach can't help but grow.

An old man and a young man glanced at each other, and each saw from the other's eyes that Mingjin first withdrew his troops and grabbed the pheasant.

When Ning Peng and the others finally climbed to the top of the mountain, they saw the little old man and Ning Yongkang, who were originally fighting together, sitting together.

You have a chicken leg, I have a chicken leg, and the two of them can be said to eat with relish.

"Huh, Han Shu?"

Climbing all the way up from the foot of the mountain, the paths that can be walked on both sides, Mu Qingcheng has been around.

Thinking that since the other party is hiding in this crescent mountain, even if he doesn't come out again, he has to go into the city to buy some oil and salt for his usual use, right?

Therefore, Mu Qingcheng can be said to drill when he sees the road.

This is also the reason why Ning Pengpeng and his party will take such a long time when they reach the top of the mountain.

Originally, I was already prepared, but this time I am afraid that it will be in vain.

Unexpectedly, another village, on the top of this Crescent Mountain, met Han Shu.

The little old man whose name was called subconsciously looked behind him, still holding a chicken thigh in his hand, and his mouth was oily.

However, after seeing Mu Qingcheng, he was originally a little happy to chat with Ning Yongkang and quite speculatively, and his face suddenly fell.

"Mu Xiaobai, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this little old man named Han Shu shout this sentence to Mr. Qingcheng, Ning Pengpeng almost didn't hold back, and laughed directly.

However, I secretly looked at Mr. Qingcheng's face, which deserved to be called a little white face when he was young.

Now, it can only be regarded as an old white face!

Hearing Han Shu's inconspicuous words, Mu Qingcheng shook his head helplessly.

"Old man Han, how many years have passed, why are you still holding such grudges?"

Hearing Mu Qingcheng's words, Han Shu replied angrily.

"That's how I hold a grudge, and you don't know.

Now that you know that I have a grudge, what are you doing here? ”

This is not the first time Mu Qingcheng has come to Crescent Mountain, the first few times he came, Han Shu secretly avoided it after knowing about it.

Unexpectedly, this time I was so backed, and I was actually touched by this little white face.

Thinking of this, Han Shu couldn't help but glared at Ning Yongkang, who roasted the pheasant for himself.

Sure enough, seeing Ning Yongkang looking at Ning Pengpeng and Mu Qingcheng, he stood up and shouted at Ning Pengpeng.

"Grandmother, come and try my roasted pheasant."

After speaking, he pulled off a large piece of the chicken wings of the roast pheasant in his hand and handed it to Ning Pengpeng.

Seeing Ning Yongkang pulling down such a large piece of mountain chicken, Han Shu shouted distressedly.

"No, I said it before, after we catch it, we will be half of each other.

You...... Now that you're pulling like this, how much is left of this pheasant? ”

There is already little pheasant meat, and after the two of them share one leg, there is still a little meat on the chicken wings on both sides.

Now that Ning Yongkang has torn off such a large piece, and the meat on the chicken wing is left, Han Shu feels that it is too little.

"Hey, old man, this pheasant seems to have been shot down by me, right?

Moreover, I also baked it.

You don't seem to have done anything but stand by and shout cheers, right?

That's it, I'll give you a chicken leg!

Why is it that in your mouth, it becomes half of a person? ”

Ning Yongkang didn't expect that he was just tearing a chicken wing for his grandmother to eat, and he was stopped by this little old man.

Looking at the distressed look of the little old man, he couldn't help but laugh angrily.

"Why do you mean I didn't do anything?

If I hadn't stood here, would this pheasant fly?

No, you've already taken a chicken wing, and the rest is mine. ”

After speaking, Han Shu didn't wait for Ning Yongkang to refuse to object, and directly snatched the wooden fork he was originally holding in his hand, and on the top of the wooden fork was the pheasant that Ning Yongkang roasted just now that still had a chicken wing left.

Ning Yongkang was angry when he listened to the little old man's nonsense!

One was defenseless, and was snatched away by the little old man who had a pheasant left with a chicken wing in his hand.

"Hey...... Give it back to me, I haven't eaten yet! ”

Ning Yongkang saw that this little old man was so shameless, and couldn't help but step forward to snatch the pheasant back.

But where was the old man Han willing to give Ning Yongkang, a stinky boy, a chance, and took down the chicken wings on the wooden fork while running in front, gnawing back and forth.

One saw him so shameless in the back, and kept chasing him while his mouth kept bala bala.

The actions of these two people directly made Ning Pengpeng and Mu Qingcheng and their group dumbfounded.

In the end, Ning Pengpeng remembered that Mr. Qingcheng just called the name of the little old man, and the little old man shouted Mr. Qingcheng's words, it seems that the friend Mr. Qingcheng is looking for must be this little old man.

"Brother Kang, come back to me."

Ning Pengpeng spoke up, and even if Ning Yongkang was unwilling in his heart, he could only stop stupidly.

He didn't find out that no matter how much he chased Han Shu, the little old man, he never caught up.

Moreover, the other party is also very flexible, and from time to time he teases him, and Ning Yongkang is almost born as a Buddha, and the second Buddha ascends to heaven.

"Grandmother."

Ning Yongkang, who returned to Ning Pengpeng's side, shouted at her with an aggrieved face.

Ask for a monthly pass, what's the deal!