Mu Wushuang's laughter alarmed everyone in the room. Jiu'er saw that the pig's head was cooked thoroughly and the fragrant marinade was thick and thick, so he put out the fire in the stove with ashes, covered the pot, and everyone Then he ran outside the house.
The seventh girl didn't make any move. She saw Mu Wushuang taking the gun, and now she heard Mu Wushuang laughing. She thought he was feeling depressed, but now he felt refreshed. When Mu Wushuang and Jiuer weren't paying attention, Miss Qi would often do some embroidery work for some people in exchange for some change. Just now she was startled by Mu Wushuang's laughter. She poked the tip of the needle with her fingertips and a drop of blood immediately came out. Okay. It's safe to say it didn't get on someone else's veil. The seventh girl put her injured fingertip in her mouth. Although it hurt a little, she felt sweet in her heart. She often felt that she was dragging her brother down, and thought that it might be cleaner to kill him headlong, but in the end, she lived in an ignoble way for her brother's sake. But these days are coming to an end eventually. Miss Qi feels that her end is approaching, but she never expected to see Brother Wu so happy when her death is imminent.
Jiu'er ran outside the house and saw her brother lying on the ground, his clothes soaked, dirty and embarrassed, and subconsciously felt that Song Que was going to kill Mu Wushuang. The little girl first stood in front of Mu Wushuang, and then quickly rushed towards Song Que, scratching and biting him, and even took the time to shout, "You are not allowed to bully my brother!"
It was impossible to fight back, so he had to hide. The little girl rushed towards him again, but Song jumped on the ground as soon as he was able to avoid him. Poor Song Que, who was a half-immortal, was almost scratched into a cat by a little girl. Fortunately, he protected his head and face with his hands. In the end, once his sleeves were covered, he said he was not hurt, and no one would notice that he was healed immediately.
Mu Wushuang was lying on the ground having fun, but when he saw Jiu'er acting recklessly because of him, he was moved and ashamed. He quickly got up and stopped him, and apologized and thanked Song Que.
The fight with Song Que just now turned into Song Que's unilateral guidance in the end. Not to mention that all the blocked meridians in Mu Wushuang's body were opened, the true energy in his body was strong, several times stronger than before, and his martial arts seemed to have crossed several realms in a row. These were not the biggest surprises for Mu Wushuang. What he valued most was Song Que's correction of the Mu family's guns. Under his guidance, Mu Wushuang felt that he had truly mastered the Mu's guns.
Mu Wushuang now no longer doubts where Song Que came to catch him. Instead, he feels that Song Que may be someone who has helped the Mu family before, and he understands the Mu family's guns and what happened just now.
Perhaps with such brute strength, he is still far away from the desire to succeed in revenge, but this is hope, but it is different. Only now did Mu Wushuang show some of the liveliness and instability of a young man.
Stewed pig head is a big meat dish, and there are still more than a dozen jars of brewed wine, so you can drink it to your heart's content tonight. The rice has been simmered in the bucket for a long time. Although it is not pure white rice and is mixed with a lot of whole grains, the pig head meat is on it and it is delicious no matter how you eat it. Mu Wushuang didn't really take the pig's head out for people to eat. He took a clean knife and started to cut off the meat, sorting it into categories.
The pig head meat was stewed until it was rotten and glutinous. It was cut into large pieces and then sliced into pieces and placed on a plate. A whole pig's head was sliced into three plates.
Mu Wushuang put the other vegetables on the chopping board into a pot and stir-fried them. Finally, he put them on the dining table and managed to put together a table of dishes.
After deciding that Song Que was a good person, Mu Wushuang didn't let Miss Qi and Jiu'er stay away from each other. They all ate at the same table to have a lively meal. The seventh girl had a weak stomach, so Mu Wushuang made porridge for her. Although it was a little thin, it was all white rice and not mixed with any coarse grains.
The seventh girl ate a lot of vegetables and only had a little bit of meat. She finished the porridge and then left the table. Jiu'er is young and has strong bones. It's rare to see such fragrant meat. His stomach is so round that he doesn't want to leave the table.
Song Que had been waiting for this meal for several days.
Jiu'er is small and can easily make a fire, but she might not be able to reach the pot when cooking. The seventh girl is weak, and cooking is a strenuous job. She wants to do it, but it depends on whether Mu Wushuang will let her do it. In the end, Mu Wushuang was the one doing the cooking for the family of three. Since there is no shortage of condiments, today’s meal is indeed delicious.
When Song Que took his first bite, he felt the hot air flowing down his esophagus to his limbs, especially his feet, allowing him to stand solidly on the earth.
The braised pork has a little bit of cooked pork skin that is very fragrant and waxy. It is fat and thin. When you bite into it, you can hardly feel the fiber obstruction. It can be said that it melts in your mouth. This marinade contains the sweetness of the wine and the mellowness of the spices, and even the slight saltiness brought by the soy sauce to the marinade is just right.
This meat may be a bit greasy when eaten alone, but when paired with rice, you can finish a bowl of rice in just a few big mouthfuls, then pick two green vegetables and drink a glass of sweet water and wine, and you will feel comfortable from beginning to end. .
The stove is the most exciting place. The Mu brothers and sisters have stood in front of the stove countless times in the past three years, worrying about their livelihood. The sorrow of the family’s overthrow, the self-resentment of being unable to take revenge, and the fear of losing each other, these emotions are reflected on the stove. Day in and day out, they all ended up on this plate.
With every bite Song Que took, these emotions entered his heart. In the end, after finishing the meal, his body was satisfied, but his heart felt uncomfortable. Song Ke stared at Mu Wushuang for a long time, as if he saw Mu Wushuang, a young boy, kneeling in front of different people's doors in the heavy rain, but no one was willing to open a door or hold an umbrella for him; he saw him kowtow. She cried out that her parents were wronged, no matter how much blood she shed, it didn't move anyone at all.
Song Que shed tears as he watched, which shocked Mu Wushuang. Song Que waved his hand and said: "My body is just like this, don't worry about it."
But Song didn't lie. If you read too many stories about immortals, you will know that immortals are susceptible to human emotions. Being emotionless is often due to lack of understanding. Once you understand, everything will be shattered.
Mu Wushuang didn't know, she just thought that he had a stubborn eye problem and shed tears easily, so he didn't worry about it anymore. He only kept him here for one night and asked him to leave in the morning.
Song did not refuse, he still had something he wanted to do.
At night, Song Que, who had been awake, got up. Mu Wushuang gave him her room and went to sleep in the room where the sundries were kept. Song was a little embarrassed. He had to go to his sister's boudoir when the house was given to him. No matter how he looked at it, he was a stooge. Fortunately, his starting point was not bad. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by making any noise, Song Qing appeared directly at the bedside of the seventh girl with a flick of his sleeves and his body following his heart.
I thought it was a foolproof thing, but I didn't know that the seventh girl had a fragile nature and had been unable to sleep at night recently. At this moment, she was leaning on the bedside to look at the moon, and watched helplessly as Song Que appeared out of thin air.
The two of them stared at each other for a while, they were so frightened that they could not speak. It was Song Que who reacted first and raised his index finger in front of his lips, signaling the seventh girl to be silent.
Song Que's sudden appearance was really scary. The seventh girl couldn't figure out what he was for a moment. Seeing that he refused to speak, she nodded hesitantly and really didn't dare to make a sound to call Mu Wushuang. I thought to myself that if Song Que was a bad guy, wouldn't calling Brother Wu here harm him? It's better to be obedient and do as Song Que said.
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Song Que sighed slightly in his heart. If this matter hadn't required some physical contact, he wouldn't have been so unreasonable to break into the boudoir at night, and he wouldn't be so embarrassed now.
Song Que took a step forward. The seventh girl shrank, but she did not dare to hide for fear of making Song Que angry. Song was a little helpless, feeling like a bastard who forced a good girl into prostitution. He put his hand on the top of the seventh girl's head, and the seventh girl shook even harder, as if she was about to pull away.
It was Song's first time to become an immortal, and he was not very proficient in many skills. He himself was crossing the river blind, thinking about how to use them at will. I have used this method to enlighten the peach tree before. I wonder if I can use this method to save the seventh girl today.
The immortal essence flowed continuously from Song Que's palm into the Baihui point on the top of the seventh girl's head. I don't know if it was an illusion brought by the moonlight, or if these immortal essences had such immediate effects, the seventh girl's face seemed to be moisturized.
However, Song felt that the life of the body under his palm was filling up little by little, gradually forming a flow, and the dying body was rejuvenated.
Now that things have happened, Song Que doesn't look at the girl again, so as not to fall into the trap of being a slut.
The moonlight in front of the window was still bright, but the person who suddenly appeared suddenly disappeared. The seventh girl looked at the dust floating in the moonlight for a long time, and suddenly remembered Li Taibai's poem.
Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.
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Song Que left all the bottles and cans at Mu's house, and also left a small note: "You can go north."
I don’t know if Mu Wushuang will accept his suggestion.
Song thought for a moment and then put the matter behind him. After re-purchasing the condiments, he began his random teleportation journey.
Song Que liked to run to the almost deserted places in the wilderness, not that he felt that only poor people could give him a good meal with a lot of fireworks. It's just that the more people cook for themselves, the deeper the feeling of inheriting the food from the stove. Song has eaten such a meal to be able to stay grounded in the world for half a decade, which is more useful than the food in those beautiful and wealthy places. many. With such a mood, Song Que walked through the mountains and rivers day by day.
But he didn't expect that he could pick up dying people just walking around in the mountains. The person lying unconscious on the ground was an old lady, with a few handfuls of wild vegetables in the basket. It was a cold day when I went out to pick wild vegetables. No matter how much I thought about it, I would faint from hunger. Song Que helped the person up. Just as he was about to revive him, he stopped again, took out a few handfuls of wild vegetables from the basket, put them back into the ground, and used his immortal power to produce some, which were scattered here and there. , which is not too exaggerated, but also ensures that the portion is sufficient after the old lady picks it.
Song Qing pinched a few handfuls of freshly grown wild vegetables and put them back into the old lady's basket. After thinking for a while, he became a little more depressed so that he could have a meal with others before waking him up.
The old lady's surname was Zhou. She was still a little dazed after being revived by Song Que. She didn't even know that she had just fainted from hunger. Mrs. Zhou only vaguely remembered that all the wild vegetables here had been harvested, but when she woke up and saw a handsome young man, many wild vegetables were growing in the ground, and she was no longer hungry. Mrs. Zhou was silent for a long time, and then she said to Song Que: "Young man, tell the truth to me, am I already dead?"
Song Que persuaded her, and Mrs. Zhou finally accepted the fact that she was not dead, and got up to pull wild vegetables with great interest. Song Que said that he would help her pull wild vegetables together, and only asked Mrs. Zhou to give him a meal. Mrs. Zhou, who had almost starved to death before, did not hesitate to refuse, and agreed: "Old lady, I don't have anything to eat at home. I can give him a meal." All you cook is these wild vegetables, if you don’t mind it, then come to my house.”