palm river mountain

Chapter 90

"He can ruthlessly push people into the pit of fire, can you?" Duan Yi said.

Duan Shu stood up, patted her face, and smiled, "You're right, I can't. After talking to you, I feel much more at ease. Don't worry, I don't want you to be the king of the mountain who snatches brides , and you don’t need to beat the wicked to save Yuanyang.”

Duan Shu said, and suddenly became serious, "I just need you to give me a hand when I need it most. Is that okay? I, Duan Shu, will remember your friendship for the rest of my life."

"You've already talked about this, if I disagree, wouldn't it appear that I'm as ruthless as my grandfather?"

Duan Yi crossed her arms, pretending to be heartless, and looked down at Duan Shu.

Duan Shu came to her senses and punched Duan Yi's body with her fist, "It's decided".

"I have to pay it back," Duan Yi said, walking towards her small courtyard, with her back to Duan Shu, she waved her hand.

After being interrupted by her, Duan Yi almost forgot all the things she had thought about before. Duan Yi shook her head, not bothering to think about those anymore, went back to the yard to wash, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

In the fifteenth night, the moon was extraordinarily round.

Duan Yi sat on the chair in the cemetery, looking up at the sky, the sky full of stars indicates that tomorrow will be a good weather.

The crows on the dry branches croaked loudly, as if they were singing a dirge for the ancestors in the Duan family cemetery.

"Girl, this skewer is grilled, brushed with a layer of honey, it smells delicious! Try it!"

As Zhilu said, he took the cattail fan and fanned it, took a bunch of barbecued meat from the iron shelf, and handed it to Duan Yi.

After Duan Yi took it, she threw it vigorously with her hand, and the mutton skewer flew towards the uphill like a sharp arrow off the string.

Before Zhilu's exclamation came out, Cui Zigeng came out from the shadow, holding a lotus leaf bag in his left hand, and a jar of wine in his right hand. Duan Yi threw the mutton skewers over.

"Lotus leaf chicken? Sweet-scented osmanthus? You will be greedy for my ancestors", Duan Yi said, took the food from Cui Zigeng's hand, unceremoniously opened the jar of wine, poured two bowls, and poured out one of the bowls , and pushed it in front of Cui Zigeng.

Cui Zigeng sat down, "You have a good nose. A dog would feel ashamed when it sees you. I plan to give this book to the person I'm about to meet."

As he spoke, he took a bite of the mutton skewers, and a pungent smell with the aroma of bee sugar rushed through his entire nostrils, almost sending him away.

He swallowed it forcefully, picked up the wine bowl in front of him and took a big sip to suppress the weird taste.

"Why is it sweet and spicy?" Cui Zi was speechless, "Dogs don't even eat it."

Duan Yi raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you eat the dog just now? Didn't you give it to the person you are about to meet? Why did you drink it yourself? You hypocritical person. I almost forgot to tell you, the old ghost is a vegetarian. , do not drink."

Cui Zi put the mutton skewers on the table, stood up, pushed Zhilu aside, picked up a brush, and skillfully grilled the meat. After a while, the whole graveyard was covered with A smell of meat.

Zhilu exclaimed, "It's the same hand, the same seasoning, why do they taste so different?"

Cui Zi even turned the string over, brushed it again, and said coldly, "Because some people's hands are hands, and some people's hands are hooves. Naturally, there is a world of difference."

Duan Yi looked at the angry Zhilu, and burst out laughing.

Cui Zi was even more nimble, and in a short while, he baked a handful of skewers. After he finished making them, he picked up one of the skewers and gnawed on them. He let out a long sigh of relief until he finished eating them all.

The power of the string of strange things that Duan Yi gave him earlier was no less than murder.

Duan Yi unceremoniously picked up the skewers, distributed some to Zhilu Tongzhiqiao, and then happily ate them.

Cui Zigeng is not good at everything, but there is one thing she likes very much, his cooking skills are so good that people want to take him back, lock him in the small kitchen, and cook forty times a day.

After drinking and eating, Duan Yi looked at the sky and rubbed her stomach, "Let's go, I'll show you what the city that never sleeps is."

She said, gave Zhiqiao Zhilu a look, and led Cui Zigeng to disappear into the vast night.

"Jincheng is not a capital city, but it is also a capital city. The nobles live in one area, the ordinary people live in another area, and a group of rootless people, trying to survive in the cracks. People of various religions live in one corner, like worker bees in a hive. "

As Duan Yi spoke, there was another pause, thinking that Cui Zi might not even know about worker bees and queens, and explained, "In the world of bees, there are worker bees and queen bees. Just like the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they have been busy all their lives and achieved nothing."

"The queen bee is responsible for breeding offspring... You don't know, the structure of the hive is very mysterious..."

Cui Zi listened more carefully, looking at Duan Yi's mouth opening and closing, a little lost in thought.

When Duan Yi talked about these times, she was full of energy, completely different from her usual appearance. She seemed to have many wonderful ideas in her head. Create a hive.

"Do you like building houses?" Cui Zi asked unconsciously.

He thought about it, and added, "I heard the third prince Chen Ming say that last time. He squeezed the mud, and you are a good match for building a house. Like a worker bee, he worked hard all his life. Not only did he build the mausoleum, but even the people buried with him The terracotta warriors and horses are all pinched."

Duan Yi stared at him speechlessly, "I think you are more suitable for him."

"He made all kinds of beauties to serve the plates, and you put the prepared dishes directly on top, so that you all tasted like King Zhou, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

Duan Yi said, and then said, "I like building houses, just like you like cooking. Although in the eyes of the world, a gentleman is good at cooking, and a lady is poor at building, it is a deviant thing. But so what, I can't help my aunt like it. .”

Cui Zi hooked the corner of his mouth even more, and put his hands behind his back.

Duan Yi, who was walking in front of him, suddenly started trotting. In front of a fence not far away, the little prince Su Yun was lying on the railing, waving at them, his smile was big, like a sun, It shines as dark as day.

"Duan [-], Duan [-], come quickly, I just bought a bag of chestnuts, and I haven't eaten one, and I'm waiting for you to come! The old ghost has come back, and one finger is missing, good guy, he screamed so loudly sharp."

"Other people have seen it, how would they know that he lost the root of his finger, and treat him as if he has no roots of descendants!"

Cui Zi, who followed, frowned when he heard this.

He had seen Su Yun when he was a child, cute and cute, like a snow dumpling, but now he was full of jokes, "Why do you say this in front of the little lady?"

Su Yun was suddenly said and scratched her head, "Brother Zi Geng is here too! I just saw you! Is our Duan San just an ordinary little lady? What is that stuff, Duan San can have whatever he wants!"

Duan Yi, who was pinching chestnuts with bare hands in front of her, almost fell to the ground when she heard it, boy, I really don't have this!
(End of this chapter)