stunned!Lu Shao's little Jiaojiao is actually a master of metaphysics

The woman smiled honestly, "It's true that I can't eat so much! I'm just used to cooking more for each meal, and I can eat it after reheating it next time, so I don't have to worry about it anymore."

Xia Mian nodded lightly and didn't say any more.

Both women and men give her a strange feeling, they look simple and honest, but this kind of simplicity is like a mask worn on the face to prevent others from prying into their true thoughts.

The woman's cooking skills are really good, Xia Mian is lighting a fire beside her, and the rich smell of chicken comes out of the pot, straight to Xia Mian's nose.

"I haven't asked the little girl what's your name?" The woman asked with a smile while cleaning up the kitchen waste.

"Aestivation." Aestivation is straightforward.

The woman's expression moved slightly, thoughtfully, "My surname is Xia..."

Xia Mian's eyes drooped slightly, and she hummed softly, "What's your name, sister-in-law?"

"Oh, my surname is Wei, you can call me Wei Wei." The woman smiled very kindly, "My man's surname is Ling, and the only one is Fei."

"You two live in a paradise like a paradise, which is really enviable." The corners of Xia Mian's mouth twitched slightly, implying something.

Wei Wei raised her hand and stroked the hair on her temples, "There is no way, the Protoss cannot tolerate us, so we can only find another way."

To find another way to coexist with the gods, but to make the gods afraid, the person who can open up the tomb of the gods is also considered a talent.

Xia Mian didn't speak any more, she stared at the flames in the stove, her mind was wandering, from Song Juan's disappearance to her finding here, there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands secretly pushing all of this.

Being able to live in this kind of place, Wei Wei and Ling Fei are obviously not ordinary people.

The firewood was burning in the stove, making a crackling sound, reflecting the gradually darkening sky, and also illuminating Xia Mian's eyes as black as ink, bottomless.

Lu Zechuan quietly came to Xia Mian's side, and knelt down to accompany her to add firewood to the stove.

"Oh, how can you do these jobs, you big man, go and sit down, we'll be fine here!" Wei Wei immediately became a little nervous when she saw Lu Zechuan approaching the stove.

Lu Zechuan's hand that was adding firewood paused, his black eyes darkened slightly, "Who stipulated that this kind of work must be done by women?"

The expression on Wei Wei's face was slightly embarrassed, "You are a distinguished guest, this kind of rough work is not suitable for you..."

Lu Zechuan smiled, ignored Wei Wei's politeness, and continued to stay by Xia Mian's side, "Since we are guests, we should have the consciousness of being guests, and we can't just wait to eat ready-made ones."

Lu Zechuan's words drifted into Wei Wei's ears gently and slowly.

Wei Wei's face was very ugly, she knew who Lu Zechuan was!
To say that he is the future hope of their Mu clan is considered modest!
Lu Zechuan is pure and noble, and what he should do should be to subvert the great event of the Protoss...

When Wei Wei was in a state of anxiety, Ling Fei walked over, his dark skin glowing even darker against the fire in the stove.

"Does Mr. Lu drink alcohol? I went to the cellar to get altar wine. I brewed it myself. It smells very good." Ling Fei raised his hand and scratched his ear, still looking honest and honest.

Lu Zechuan smiled lightly, "No, we have to go out later."

Lu Zechuan has not forgotten that the future mother-in-law is still waiting for Xia Mian to find herbs for her to cook.

Ling Fei raised his hand and rubbed his face, "Oh, then I'll clear the table, and we'll have dinner right away."

Ling Fei moved quickly, and he quickly placed a table in the living room.

Wei Wei put the prepared meals on the table and called everyone to the table to eat.

Ding Cheng and Xia Weichang have been trying their best to reduce their sense of existence. When they heard Wei Wei calling everyone to the table for dinner, they exchanged glances and shrank to a corner of the living room.

The two originally had no desire for food, but after entering the Burial Tomb, their magic skills were restricted, and their body functions were no different from ordinary people. Now both of them have empty stomachs, shrunk in a corner of the living room, and their stomachs are full. Started to sing the empty city plan.

eat?They are worried that there is something wrong with this food.

don't eat?Their stomachs couldn't bear it.

While Ding Cheng was having an ideological struggle with Xia Weichang, Ling Fei and Wei Wei had already called Xia Mian to sit down with Lu Zechuan.

As for the two of them, Lingfei and his wife directly chose to ignore them.

"Both the cow and the chicken are raised at home, and the meat is of very good quality. Try it!" Ling Fei warmly greeted.

Lu Zechuan nodded politely towards the other party, "Thank you for the hospitality!"

Ling Fei smiled, "It's been a long time since we've had outsiders here, and if you're here, it's fate, and you're honored guests!"

Lu Zechuan didn't speak again, but Xia Mian asked slowly, "Have you always been so enthusiastic about outsiders?"

According to the laws of the novels and TV series she has read, people like them who live in the world, if not full of hostility to outsiders, should at least be a little wary instead of being so enthusiastic...

Ling Fei's eyes drooped slightly, "After all, we haven't seen outsiders for so many years. We are a little excited. I hope you can understand."

"Is it because I haven't seen outsiders for many years, or have I not seen my clansmen for many years?" Xia Mian raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.

From the very beginning, there was a clear difference in the attitudes of the man and woman towards the four of them.

He was wary of Ding Cheng and Xia Weichang, he was in awe and fear of her, but he was obviously flattering and ingratiating towards Lu Zechuan.

Even if she didn't want to think about such a different attitude, she couldn't help but think about it.

Following Xia Mian's words, the scene was instantly quiet, and a needle could be heard in the room.

Xia Weichang and Ding Cheng huddled in a corner, you look at me, I look at you, wanted to scold Xia Mian for being reckless, but didn't dare to scold, so they could only huddle in the corner and continue watching the play.

"Since you've already seen it, then I won't hide it from you." Ling Fei raised his head and grinned at Xia Mian, "Weiwei and I are indeed from the Mu clan."

Speaking of this, Ling Fei looked at Lu Zechuan again with unusual eyes, "If we hadn't sensed the young master's breath, Wei Wei and I probably wouldn't have saved your mother out of kindness."

After all, it is hardly a secret among the Mu clan that Lu Zechuan's mother, Shen Xiang, once lived in exile in the present world.

Seeing Song Juan, an ordinary person, and sensing Lu Zechuan's aura, they concluded that Lu Zechuan probably had something to do with this ordinary person.

"Young master?" Xia Mian pursed her lips lightly, repeating these two words thoughtfully.

Ling Fei's eyes became sharp, "That's right, the young master of my Mu Clan—that's him."

Ling Fei's eyes fell on Lu Zechuan's body, and suddenly became hot.

Back then, the Mu family was besieged by hundreds of families, and the young lady was displaced. Now, they sensed the familiar aura again, and they were almost going to circle around excitedly.

If the ancestors of the Mu clan hadn't set up restrictions here, and they couldn't get out with their abilities, they might have gone out to find someone a long time ago!