"Yes, not only are you from Southern Xinjiang, but you are also an authentic Southern Xinjiang cook." Lu Zhishan filled half a bowl of bird's nest, white fungus, and lily soup and handed it to Mu Nanzhi, "When will you want to eat southern cuisine in the future?" , we can come over at any time.”
Mu Nanzhi buried his head in drinking a few spoons of soup, and ate half of a roasted pigeon at the same time. He leaned comfortably on the pillow, looked at the lotus pond outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh: "Cousin, this is what the gods live like. It’s been a long time.”
Lu Zhishan was amused by her, so he took another spoonful of seaweed and fish ball soup and fed it to the child. He said in a funny way: "Now do you feel like you don't even want to give it to a god?"
Mu Nanzhi nodded hurriedly: "Who cares about the god who is doing that? A beautiful man in the left hand and a pigeon in the right hand, this is the blissful life!"
"Huh? Bliss?" The man raised his eyebrows, put down the spoon, frowned and thought, and asked curiously, "I remember that one of the thirty-two postures is called Bliss... Bliss? Nannan, do you remember? "
The corner of Mu Nanzhi's mouth twitched: "...I don't remember."
Lu Zhishan's smile deepened: "Really don't remember? We just reviewed that move last night..."
The next second, Mu Nanzhi blocked the man's mouth with his pigeon legs.
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After finishing breakfast, Lu Zhishan took Mu Nanzhi out of the house. Mu Nanzhi sat in the carriage, curious: "Cousin, is that old man you mentioned really so good at tying kites? Is it worthy of my cousin?" Rushing there so early in the morning?"
"Nanny will know it as soon as she sees it," Lu Zhishan said with a smile, "let alone a centipede, even the old man from Phoenix can prick it."
"That's it, just don't let me go all the way in vain." Mu Nanzhi rested on the man's lap and played with the safety buckle tied around the man's waist. "Cousin, you are dressed very formally today. "It doesn't look like I'm going to fly a kite at all. Is it possible that I want to meet someone important?"
Lu Zhishan stroked the child's forehead: "That old gentleman is my cousin's teacher."
Mu Nanzhi was startled: "Cousin, have you ever learned to make a kite before? Cousin, you are so awesome! You can do it better than a salesman. I really like you more and more!"
Lu Zhishan: "..."
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Xiangshan.
Jietai Temple.
Mu Nanzhi followed Lu Zhishan to the front of Jietai Temple, and saw a great monk coming out. He clasped his hands and bowed slightly to Lu Zhishan and said: "Mr. Zhang is already waiting for the prince in the backyard, please come in." "
"Thank you, eminent monk." Lu Zhishan bowed in return, and then took Mu Nanzhi into the temple.
Mu Nanzhi came to Jietai Temple for the first time. She felt that Jietai Temple was quite different from other temples. The temple was quite big, but there were very few people inside, and it could even be said to be deserted. She asked Lu Zhishan in a low voice: "Cousin, why is this temple so deserted?"
"In the eighteenth year of Jiasheng, Queen Chunxiao and Prince Yongheng came to Xiangshan for an outing and came to Jietai Temple to offer incense. As soon as they left Jietai Temple, they were hit by a meteorite. From then on, everyone knew about Jietai Temple. It's unknown, so it's naturally deserted here." Lu Zhishan explained to her in a low voice.
"Oh, I remembered that Queen Chunxiao and Prince Yongheng did indeed encounter the meteorite in Xiangshan Mountain," Mu Nanzhi nodded and wondered, "Cousin, why do you think it was such a coincidence? The meteorite is not biased. It’s really puzzling to hit Queen Chunxiao and Prince Yongheng without leaning on the ground?”
The characters in the article are all adults~