It seems that children don't like to be rubbed their heads! Zhan Wuji muttered to himself!

Zhan Wuji spends money like running water, and although he is a little late to go home, there is also hot food waiting for him to eat, which is not bad.

This meal was made by Mao San's mother, and it stands to reason that this meal was made by Daya, but when Mao San's parents helped him finish it, he hadn't returned home yet, and in order to show respect for him, Mao San's mother decided to do it herself.

Because according to Mao Sanniang's idea, everyone has paid, and they can't help but give face to others, this is a problem of being a person, yesterday let the big girl cook for others, it was a helpless move, and today I have gone home, of course, I have to cook in person.

Rao is like this, Mao San's mother also asked Mao San to tell the eldest girl to cook for herself, Zhan Wuji doesn't care much about this, anyway, it tastes good, it doesn't matter who he cooks?

What's more, this girl's cooking skills are not much better than Mao San's mother, so Zhan Wuji naturally doesn't care.

While gobbling it up, he touched his belly, and for some reason, the food in this hut was so good, although it was simple, he always felt that his food was very good.

If it weren't for the fact that Mao San's family ate the same kind of food, he would even wonder if there was anything in these foods that could make him addictive, after all, these foods were so delicious that he missed them very much.

At this moment, he was even a little worried, if his mission was over and he left this small thatched village, he would no longer be able to enjoy such food, so what would it be?

You can't bring a chef back, can you? Let's not talk about whether she was kidnapped, even if she was kidnapped, she couldn't have sent her to the mountains, right? You think Daqingshan is your territory, and you want to get things to the mountains? I'll kill you!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Wuji felt a sadness in his heart, and in this sad mood, he put the last piece of vegetable on the plate into his mouth, bit it, and swallowed it in his stomach.

"Eh" Zhan Wuji hiccuped, looking like he was very full! Fortunately, Zhan Wuji's digestive system was strong, and he barely survived.

Before he had time to drink, he had already eaten almost, and after Zhan Wuji said goodbye to Mao San's family, he slowly returned to his residence, intending to sleep well.

After all, there are so many things waiting for him tomorrow that he must brace his spirits.

The time of the night passed quickly.

On this day, Zhan Wuji got up early in the morning, and as soon as the sun rose, he got up.

Opening the door, Zhan Wuji closed the door casually, Mao San's family of three had never come in before he moved in, which made him very satisfied.

It's not because the other party is hiding something unspeakable, it's just that this kind of most basic respect for other people's secrets makes Zhan Wuji feel extremely comfortable!

Then, as usual, he gulped down the porridge with sweet potatoes and kimchi, put the rough bowl aside, and then stood up and prepared to leave.

With the lessons of the past, Mao San and Er Ya did not stand up to stop them, but the expressions on their faces made Zhan Wuji feel a little ridiculous.

If it weren't for this incident, it was really not suitable for the two of them, and Zhan Wuji might have pushed the boat down the river and brought the two of them with him.

Ignoring Erya's big mouth, Zhan Wuji turned around and left.

He is very familiar with this road, because he has been here several times, and even once last night, so he knows this road well.

Soon, the two arrived at Mao Dagen's house, Mao Dagen and Mao Tiezhu were waiting outside, and when they saw Zhan Wuji walking in slowly, they hurriedly greeted him!

"Lord God of War! Are you here? ”

"Lord God of War! Hello! ”

As soon as the father and son appeared, they hurriedly greeted Zhan Wuji.

Mao Tiezhu's greeting, hearing Zhan Wuji's stomach, he pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help but say to Mao Tiezhu:

"Come on, Young Master Tiezhu, I'm younger than you, where can I be worthy of this "old" word, why do you say I'm old, am I really old in your eyes? ”

As soon as Zhan Wuji's words were finished, Mao Dagen jumped up, slapped Mao Tiezhu on the back of the head, and scolded:

"Can you speak well? Well? If you can't speak, just be quiet for me, this god of war is young and vigorous, what do you mean by calling him senior? If you don't know how to say it, don't say it! ”

After speaking, Mao Dagen turned his head to look at Zhan Wuji, smiled apologetically, and said: "Master Zhan, this kid is open-mouthed, please forgive me, Lao Er is here to apologize to you!" ”

Seeing this father and son like this, Zhan Wuji was also puzzled, but he also understood that the identity gap between the two sides was too big to communicate on an equal footing, it was just a joke, but in the eyes of the father and son, it was a kind of blame.

After figuring this out, he lost interest, waved his hand casually, said that he would not pay attention to it, and then left alone with his hands behind his back.

The father and son of the Mao family looked at each other. Although he didn't know why this god of war suddenly became so lost, he didn't ask much, just silently thought in his heart that this god of war was really a difficult opponent. Then, he also quickened his pace, following in the footsteps of Zhan Wuji, and moved forward together.

His destination is obvious, it is Mao Shouzheng's mansion.

Mao Shouzheng always felt that something was wrong, and he had a bad premonition, which made Mao Shouzheng have a bad premonition.

This can make Mao Shouzheng angry, eating fragrant chicken porridge on weekdays, but it becomes tasteless in his mouth, which makes Mao Shouzheng even more depressed.

Mao Shouzheng put a bowl of porridge on the table, raised his head, and saw that his two children were eating in a big gulp, with a gurgling sound in their mouths and a thick nasal sound in their noses.

If it was usual, this would be easy to say, but now, Mao Shou is looking at this scene, and he is annoyed in his heart.

"What's wrong? If there is such a big commotion, can't you have some grace, everyone looks hungry, can't you be quiet?

A bunch of hillbillies, I want to vomit when I look at them, all of them give me a bowl and walk away, don't get in my way! ”

When Mao Shouzheng said this, he kicked on the table, scared the two children and hurriedly took the pot of porridge and left, for fear that Mao Shouzheng would be unhappy and spread his anger on them.

After a scolding and a kick, Mao Shouzheng did not calm down, but with the departure of several children, he became more and more angry.

Although Mao Shouzheng was also aware of this, he had no way at all.

There is something that presses on his heart and makes him angry at every turn.

Mao Shouzheng was a little anxious, because he knew that the reward he deserved had not yet been received.