"Hmm. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhang Xiaoyu nodded obediently and said, "Stinky monk, you come with me!" said that, pulled up Wang San and ran.

Suddenly, Wang San almost fell, and screamed: "Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

"You'll find out later!" Zhang Xiaoyu responded.

ran all the way, attracting the attention of all the families.

After running for a while, from a distance, Wang San saw a pavilion in the middle of the lake, there was already a woman there, she was bent on her waist, she didn't know what she was doing, judging from the woman's service, it should be the maid of the Zhang family.

Suddenly, the woman stood up, and when she saw Wang Sanren and the others, her face was overjoyed, and she exclaimed, "Miss, you have come at the right time, the fire has been lit, and you can start at any time!"

When Wang San heard this, he was even more puzzled, and thought to himself: "What does Xiaoyu want to do? Isn't it a storytelling? Why did he still light a fire?"

"Woohoo!"

A dog barked interrupted Wang San's musings, and he realized that the general was also here, and the general was running towards them at this moment.

"Miss, hurry up, hurry up ......" Qiao'er used both hands and feet, urging in the pavilion.

Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at Qiao'er, and said angrily: "Qiao'er, you are getting bolder and bolder, do you talk to Miss like this?"

"Hehe...... Qiao'er twisted her body and said in a low voice: "It's not all used to Miss." ”

"Yo, you're a dead girl, and you're still on my head. Zhang Xiaoyu let go of Wang San, ran quickly to Qiao'er, and shouted: "Look at Miss Ben's 'itchy claws'!"

With the scream, she grabbed her five fingers and grabbed Qiao'er, who immediately begged for mercy: "Miss...... Ahh......h Miss, Qiao'er didn't dare. ”

"Hmph, it's good to know that you're afraid. Zhang Xiaoyu clapped his hands, smiled proudly, and said, "Qiao'er, are you ready?"

Qiao'er patted her chest and said, "Of course, you don't look at whose personal maid I am." With that, Qiao'er led Zhang Xiaoyu to a bamboo basket and said, "Miss, look, these are all just slaughtered this morning, and they are all fresh!"

Wang San came to the pavilion, listened to the conversation between the two daughters, was quite curious, leaned over to take a look, and found that in the bamboo basket, there were all kinds of animal meat, including chicken, mutton, pork, beef......

"What is this for?" Wang San was puzzled, suddenly looked at the stove on the stone platform in the pavilion, and thought in his heart, "Aren't they going to barbecue?"

Zhang Xiaoyu's next words confirmed Wang San's thoughts, and she could only hear her say: "Qiao'er, the barbecue matter will be handed over to you!"

"Miss, after so many years, aren't you still worried about my craftsmanship......" Qiao'er boasted to herself for a while, and said: "Miss, you just sit on the side, drink a cup of hot tea first, and when it is done, Qiao'er will call you." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded with satisfaction, and then found a stone bench and sat down, then looked at Wang San, when she found that Wang San had been staring at Qiao'er, she was secretly happy in her heart, thinking: "He is really a fake monk, he doesn't blink his eyelids when he sees meat." Then she put away her smile and asked, "Stinky monk, do you want to eat meat?"

Wang San was fascinated and subconsciously replied, "Yes!"

As soon as the words came out, he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly explained: "Xiaoyu, the poor monk means that I want to watch you eat meat." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaoyu snickered in his heart and said, "Stinky monk, don't stand, sit down, I'm still waiting for you to tell me a story!"

Wang San blinked his eyes and asked, "Right here?"