Anna Stewart, the daughter of the lord of Fallen Horse, with her long blonde hair sparkling in the sunlight with small waves, Phil felt his eyes be shaken.

It was a late autumn morning, and a few little ones had prepared spices and drinks from home, and also took fishing tackle, planning to fish in an inlet in Lok Ma Lake and hold a barbecue meeting.

People in this world have cultivated a deep-rooted love and devotion to barbecue since childhood, and Phil feels that it can even be called a sense of ritual, just as the British people in the past life had a soft spot for fried fish and potatoes.

While the lake was still not freezing, several children planned and organized this activity a month ago.

Of course, due to their young age, this kind of fishing and barbecue is more symbolic for them.

A dozen male and female servants from Phil and Anna's family followed, led by Campbell's butler, who was enough to take good care of them and reassure their parents.

I don't know why, maybe just like the black people in the previous life, the great strength comes from the unreasonable muscle density.

The vast majority of the Wards, mostly males, are not good at swimming, and the brave and combative men are as heavy as stones when they get into the water, panicked like bullied girls.

This is also the reason why at least three-quarters of the fishermen in Lok Ma are women.

By the lake, under a row of yellowed weeping willows, a few little guys each with a small maza and a small fishing rod in their hands were competing in fishing.

This inlet is selected by thousands of people, and it is very shallow from the shore for dozens of meters, with only some small fish and shrimp the size of a palm.

The loser will be responsible for cleaning up all the garbage and wreckage after today's barbecue, which is also one of the necessary conditions for parents to agree to this event.

Facts have proved that the activity of fishing has nothing to do with the gender, body shape or even mental age of men and women.

All morning, except for Phil, the worst Duke caught only one red shrimp, and everyone else had a good catch.

Among them, the best achievement is Jasmine, with seven fish, the largest of which can be more than half a foot long.

Although the fish was too big for her to pull it ashore, she had a professional attendant by her side.

This is also one of the reasons why Duke Jr.'s grades are the worst, after all, at least most of his energy is on Jasmine.

Phil was already a little anxious, and a fine bead of sweat appeared in his head, because his current record was zero, and he didn't even hang a single algae.

This made him, who had an uncle's soul hidden deep in his heart, feel particularly ashamed.

But helplessly, as if he had been cast some kind of magic, the fishing rod in his hand always maintained a calm posture, except for the rippling water, there was no desire to shake at all.

He stared blankly at the fish drift, and suddenly felt a darkness in front of him, a soft touch came from his forehead, and he smelled a floral fragrance from the tip of his nose.

It was little Loriana, her little Maza was next to Phil, and when she saw that the little fat man was sweating urgently, she kindly took out her handkerchief and wiped it for him.

The distance between the two was only one meter, but she had already caught three fish and a crab and was not in such a hurry.

Although she is young, no matter how young she is, she is not a beauty.

For the beauty's courtesy, Phil replied with a simple smile, and Lan Wawa's big eyes were bent into the shape of a crescent moon, which made the little girl who wiped his sweat stunned for a moment.

Anna was a little embarrassed, and her little face with a little baby fat turned slightly red.

Of the children who came today, she and Phil were the closest.

There is a family factor in this, her mother Mrs. Stewart and Catherine are good girlfriends, and it is reasonable for her to take care of this little fat man on weekdays.

But she also has her own preferences, out of the curiosity of the little girl, she always feels that the little fat man in front of her, who is shorter than herself, is very interesting, and she doesn't know what is hidden under the pure blue big eyes.

It's like the black and white doll that was given to her, which is said to be a mythical beast he saw in his dreams.

Fishing has always been esoteric, even for professional anglers.

Phil, who was already a little stunned, was disturbed for a moment, but became a little clearer.

After laughing at his own naivety, he stopped insisting on it, stuck the fishing rod in the soft soil, and laughed with Anna next to him.

"You can't tell anyone this secret.

Once, Little Manman and Blair were picking vegetables together, and suddenly Little Manman let out several farts in a row.

Blair couldn't stand it anymore and pointed at little Manman's nose and scolded, 'What did you eat at noon, it stinks!'.

As a result, Xiao Manman looked at Blair with resentful eyes and said: 'Be kind, you can smell it, do you still need a formula?'"

Phil leaned into Anna's ear and said a little joke he had just made.

Anna laughed out loud and covered her mouth with her hand, almost falling to the ground because of the movement.

It was Phil who was quick and pulled her.

Seeing that the red on Anna's face that had just dissipated turned red again, Phil's mood became much lighter.

No way, jokes for little girls should always be subtle, and avoid cultural barriers, which was really sad at first.

But as he got in touch with it, he discovered a one-size-fits-all theme, at least for Anna.

The little lady in front of her, who has a noble body, can't listen to words like "fart", "going to the toilet" and "" at all.

It was easy to amuse the little girl, and Phil completely threw down his fishing tackle and went to the grill.

Today's lunch was prepared by him, or at least he commanded it.

With these children, he can't help but want to take care of them.

The sun was already directly above their heads, and the children were already screaming with hunger, but no one was too embarrassed to mention it first.

With the help of the servants, there are not many places where he needs to do it.

The shrimp and small fish are collected directly in the lake and boiled in a pot on top of the charcoal to make fish soup.

The servants had already sent a few large fish one foot long as the main ingredient for the barbecue.

The fish caught by the kids was too small for a barbecue.

The big fish had been cleaned up, and Phil used a soft-bristled brush to evenly spread layer after layer of pre-prepared seasonings, and then lightly brushed with a little red wine.

This was secretly taken out from Catherine, either to drink it, or to get fishy when making fish.

Two are baked directly, and the other two are washed on the outer bread with the large leaves of the aquatic plants and slightly secured with a rope.

He instructed the manservant to dig up some half-dried pond mud, wrap it in the outside of the big leaves, and then bury it until the charcoal was about to be extinguished and slowly smoked over a medium and low heat.

He wanted to make a grilled fish similar to a chicken called a flower chicken, and it should taste good.

Fresh ingredients, in fact, no matter how you make them, are delicious.

In his previous life, Phil felt unbelievable, what kind of amazing talent those who made dishes hard to swallow had.

Anna looked a little curious on the side, it was the first time she had seen someone grill fish like this, and it seemed that the little fat man in front of her would always have some novel ideas and be different.

Just like sesame oil, her mother had gotten a large jar from Lady Catherine, and it tasted very special, and she had never experienced it before.

Thinking of the hot pot the day before yesterday, Xiao Lori couldn't help but smash her mouth.

Now it's almost as long as you wait half an hour.

Phil poured out a few cups of milk tea from the jar that had been simmering next to the grill and handed them to the children, and the mellow hot drink immediately dispelled the coolness of late autumn.

"Fatty, I want to drink that. Anna huddled around him, turned away from the servants not far away, and stole her finger at the mouth of the bottle that was exposed in Phil's package.

Looking at the curious eyes of the little Lori, Phil was also secretly happy, pulled the wine bottle into his arms unconsciously, and poured a layer into the cup of the little Lori.

Although the degree of this bottle of wine is the smallest in the family, he still didn't let Xiao Lori drink too much, just taste the taste.

He wasn't worried about the blame of Lord Stewart's husband and wife for giving Anna a drink.

Although the law prohibits it in this world, in private, many children have secretly drunk alcohol, and even most of them have experienced the pleasure of alcohol for the first time under the lure of their parents and elders.

At least none of the few people present today can run.

Jasmine also broke the news that once little Duke secretly drank strong wine, and as a result, he was so drunk that he slept under the bed all night, and when he got up the next day, half of his body was numb, and he wet his pants, so ashamed that little Duke blocked Jasmine's mouth.

Sure enough, it was a sullen coquette, and the little fat man laughed and complained.