"That year,"

"I'm nine years old."

Ergouzi added some firewood, used branches to evenly dig out the fire, and looked at Lin Wan'er and Xiaocui listening with grilled fish in front of the bonfire, and continued to say melancholy:

"At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, and the master Sun Simiao saw that there were many state affairs, so he lived in seclusion in the Taibai Mountain, and at that time the Taoist temple was not very peaceful, not only the internal competition was fierce, but also Buddhism did not deal with it very much. . . ."

Half an hour later,

Everyone was immersed in the memories of the past.

Xiao Cui looked at Ergouzi with caring eyes, it turned out that his background was quite pitiful, he started to do chores in the Taoist temple at such a young age, and he was bullied everywhere and was kicked out of the Taoist temple!

Just as he was about to sigh, he heard the second dog jump up and point at Yang Ming and yell:

"You... You don't play according to the routine! I'm serious about the story, why are you eating porridge without saying a word, such a big pot is about to dry you up! ”

Yang Ming comfortably tasted the delicious big tongs, these days he can be hungry crazy, his favorite grilled fish was given to Lin Wan'er, he can only be a little wronged and eat some casserole porridge.

In the dark, next to Yang Ming's wheelchair, there was a small plate containing crab shells.

After hearing the complaint of the second dog, Yang Ming touched his round belly, burped, and said strangely:

"These novelties have to be eaten hot to make the taste buds feel the deliciousness and tenderness of the flavor. I can't bear to interrupt your story.

Isn't that?! I boiled the pot again, but I don't know if you, a person who knows a little about medicine, dare to eat it! ”

Ergouzi looked at the pot of freshly cooked casserole porridge with suspicious eyes, and asked weakly:

"Brother Yang, I'm a little strange, you've been sitting in a wheelchair, how did that pot of porridge put on the shelf?!"

If you eat too much, you can't get up and walk in circles, and you're miscalculated!

Yang Ming didn't bother to continue to speak, just glanced at Lin Wan'er, closed his eyes and recuperated, planning to find some suitable bait in the village later.

In the past, Lin Wan'er, who was like an iceberg and a snow lotus, was attacked by Yang Ming's casserole porridge half an hour ago.

When Ergouzi told the story, it was like only saying to Xiao Cui, and he unconsciously stared at Xiao Cui with affection, completely ignoring the existence of other people.

Yang Ming was cooking with Lin Wan'er on the side, and talked about the next plan at the same time, but the two dogs didn't know.

After Lin Wan'er finished eating the casserole porridge, she was still having an endless aftertaste of the delicious and delicate crab, and she didn't pay attention to the questions of the two dogs.

Holding the ground cage woven by Xiaocui in the evening, loading two pots of processed food, he walked happily to the conference hall in the village.

Seeing Lin Wan'er's expression, the second dog knew that this casserole porridge must be quite good. Otherwise, with her character, how could she show the appearance of a little daughter-in-law.

What the second dog didn't know was the content of Yang Ming's conversation with Lin Wan'er just now.

The casserole porridge is really delicious, but it doesn't make Lin Wan'er happy from the bottom of her heart.

What can make Lin Wan'er feel better is that Yang Ming will have a way tomorrow, which can not only solve the food crisis in Baihu Village, but also improve the quality of life of the villagers by a grade.

On the day of Yang Ming's attack, Lin Wan'er actually wanted to take Ergouzi to Lu County in exchange for some food, and by the way, learn about the current situation and the dynamics of the Turks.

Ever since the grain convoy was plundered by the Turks, her mother seemed to be a different person, not only frowning her brow every day, but also becoming more heavily guarded in the village.

Lin Wan'er saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart, knowing that her mother tossed and turned every day to solve the food crisis in the village.

Now with the fishing skills provided by Yang Ming, I believe that the villagers in the village who do not know the nature of water can also rely on fishing tools and catching crabs to barely survive the cold winter...