"Brother Huo, do you want to eat?" Big Fatty Yu could tell at a glance that Huo Yichen had an extraordinary background.
Can he beat Baili Shuya's maid half to death with one move? How can he be ordinary
This immediately activated the little fat man's mood to hug his thighs.
He's not good at fighting, that's okay!
He can cook, and someone is covering him!
"What?" Huo Yichen lowered his eyes and looked at him. This was the first time he looked at Xiaopang.
He didn't like to eat at first, but after staying with Yun Qingyan for a long time, he didn't know when he got into the habit of not missing three meals a day.
Big Fatty Yu patted his chest with one hand and said with great anger, "Come to me for dinner!
In terms of my craftsmanship, I dare say that Tianyuan is second, but no one can say that Tianyuan is first!
If Brother Huo wants to eat anything, just ask him. As long as I have the ingredients, I can make anything. "
Seeing the big fat man's dog-legged appearance as he couldn't wait to hug someone else's thigh, Yun Qingyan and others felt their eyes hurt a little.
"That's right. This year is about to end. Big Fatty, have you sent a message to your parents? I communicated with my dad a few days ago, and he said that your parents asked about you." Ji Weiran seemed to have thought of something. , suddenly mentioned something.
Since the few people became good friends, the parents of the family in Bei'an Kingdom have had more interactions with each other.
"Oops. I forgot." Big Fatty Yu slapped his head, with a look of annoyance on his face, "I will write a letter later and ask the palace's Guangyu carrier pigeon to send it over."
There seems to be a layer of restrictions around the Death Wilderness, and it is very difficult to communicate with the outside. Unless it is a palace-specific communication crystal, ordinary communication crystals cannot communicate with people outside the Death Wilderness at all. Everyone generally uses a type of communication crystal that has been trained to be extremely fast. homing pigeon.
This was also the reason why Yun Qingyan couldn't use the communication crystal to contact people before.
"This year... is it over?" Yun Qingyan was shocked by Ji Weiran's words.
"Yes. Master, don't you know?" Ji Weiran rolled his eyes, "You are so closed-minded that you have forgotten the years, winter and autumn!"
Yun Qingyan touched her nose, "When I first came to the Holy City, I didn't feel any festive atmosphere..."
Yuan people were everywhere, fighting and shouting. It was lively, but there was no festive atmosphere at all.
"Of course not." Ji Weiran looked helpless, "The Holy City is full of cultivators.
They don’t pay much attention to these festivals of ordinary people. When you go to Bei'an Kingdom or Starfall Empire, you can feel the festive atmosphere. "
Practitioners pursue endless life through cultivation. Some practitioners even stay in seclusion for three to five years. How can they care about the passage of time
On the contrary, the shorter our life is, the more we cherish the scenery around us.
Yun Qingyan touched his chin and couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he thought about his grandfather who stayed in Dongming Realm and Brother Guanghan who was missing.
It’s Chinese New Year, but the family is separated...
"Yun Qingyan is back, and we are celebrating the festival! We have to have a good meal!" Ji Siwen's eyes lit up. Because Wanling City is located in the World of Warcraft Forest, there is a strong culture of cultivation. In addition, the Ji family is a cultivator. Coming from an aristocratic family, he rarely celebrated these secular festivals.
But this does not hinder his understanding.
Good things = celebration = eating.
"No problem! I'll cover it." Big Fatty Yu muttered to himself, counting the dishes to be made, pointing his fingers, "shrimp fried eel, exquisite fish crispy soup..."
Then, he suddenly felt a pain in his head. He turned around and saw Yun Qingyan. He asked in confusion, "Sister Yun, what's wrong?"
(End of chapter)