The best waste god

If you walk for a short time, there will be residual heat from the fireworks, and if it's been a long time, there may even be spider webs.

While thinking, Nangong Haotian had already walked to the kitchen door, raised his hand and pushed it, the door opened in response, and a burst of warmth rushed out.

Nangong Haotian was overjoyed, and hurried in, seeing the ashes still under the stove, then lifted the lid of the stove, and a fresh fragrance came over his face.

I saw ready-made dry rice cooked in the pot, only half eaten, game and vegetables steamed on the bamboo cage.

Seeing this situation, Nangong Haotian was immediately relieved, guessing that Master Tianwai Venerable might have gone down the mountain or somewhere else, and he could return in the evening at the latest.

"Eat something first!" Nangong Haotian said to himself, so he took the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen shelf, put a bowl of dry rice on it, and started eating.

"Yeah, the rice is delicious, the meat is neither salty nor bland, and the vegetables are even more delicious. I never expected that Master Tianwai could cook good dishes." Nangong Haotian praised while eating .

The kitchen was very clean, and the dishes and chopsticks were arranged neatly and orderly. Smoked and marinated game meat was hung in one corner, and a porcelain jug and two large altars of wine were placed in another corner.

Although I wanted to have a few drinks, I still held back. Drinking was a mistake.

After eating two large bowls of wheat and rice, Nangong Haotian only felt refreshed. It turns out that these vegetables can also be made so delicious, which is really good.

After washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, Nangong Haotian closed the door and retreated.

As soon as he stepped out of the kitchen door, the first thing he saw were the three thatched huts opposite, and a sense of intimacy and impression suddenly rose in his heart.

"This room is the place where my father practiced martial arts back then!" Nangong Haotian couldn't help smiling, and walked to the hut involuntarily.

Pushing the door smoothly, the door was pushed open.

Nangong Haotian walked in, and saw bamboo chairs and wooden tables in the open room, and the two inner rooms on the left and right were hung with azure cloth curtains, giving people a fresh feeling.

"Huh?! How could there be a faint fragrance? Could it be that the patriarch was so lonely that he found a female companion?" Nangong Haotian thought with an evil smile that love at dusk is also normal, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"It should be. Let me tell you, Patriarch, an old man, can cook such delicious food. It shouldn't be. It turned out that grandma made it. Hehe, it seems that Patriarch enjoys the blessing of everyone!"

Nangong Haotian was envious for a while, and decided to do the same thing himself, and find someone who can cook, hehe, my wife cooks during the day, and I will be my wife at night, quack ga... Cozy... Chic!

"Master... Master..." At this moment, a hearty voice suddenly rang out from the courtyard.

Nangong Haotian's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he flew out of the door.

Just as he exited the door, before his feet touched the ground, someone suddenly asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Nangong Haotian turned around and looked back, and found a short and fat old man in the shape of a Maitreya Buddha standing in front of the door of the hut in the upper room.

Although the short and fat old man had a bald head, a fat face and a big head, he was only wearing a gray coat with an open chest and belly, and he couldn't see that he had white hair and white eyebrows, but Nangong Haotian was sure that he was an old man at first glance.

"They all call the Patriarch Master, it seems that they should be the Patriarch's friend!" Nangong Haotian thought in his heart, so he cupped his hands and said respectfully: "Junior Yulin Henan Gong Haotian, see the old senior."

I saw the short and fat old man in the shape of a Maitreya Buddha, his expression burst into surprise, his big eyes were narrowed into slits, and then he laughed happily and said: "Ah! So you are Nangong Haotian, the youngest son of Nangong Shuangjie. ?”

While speaking, he hurried over, stretched out his thick and short fat hand, and patted Nangong Haotian's shoulder.

"Uh..." Nangong Haotian looked at this short fat man speechlessly. No one dared to call his father Nangong Shuangjie like this, but seeing that you are a friend of the Patriarch, forget it, let me forgive you.

The short and fat old man said with a smile: "My old man and your ancestor have heard about all your actions and legends in the martial arts in recent years..."

Hearing this, Nangong Haotian suddenly had a strange feeling, wondering if the patriarch would say that about himself?He felt a little embarrassed, what if the Patriarch felt that he had done something wrong? !

Nangong Haotian didn't know why he cared so much about other people's opinions. Could it be because he was his ancestor?Or is it because he is his last relative in this world? !

"Senior..." Nangong Haotian scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked in embarrassment: "What... what does my master say?"

"Of course I was very angry at first, but it gradually got better later on!" The short and fat old man chuckled, looked at Nangong Haotian admiringly, and nodded incessantly.

"You always say that the old man is still angry with the younger generation?" At this moment, Nangong Haotian is like a child waiting for his parents to punish him, and he really wants to know what the parents think.

The short and fat old man waved his hand, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you boy. Thanks to your clever unmarried daughter-in-law, after her explanation and report to your ancestor, the anger in your heart was finally extinguished."

"Uh..." Nangong Haotian was overjoyed, so Shangguan Xiaowan came here and explained these things clearly to the patriarch?That's great!

"Senior, this junior really didn't expect it, this is really great, where is she now?" Nangong Haotian asked excitedly, at this moment he really wanted to hug Shangguan Xiaowan and give her a kiss.

"Here, she lives in this room!" The short and fat old man was taken aback for a moment, then he pointed to the hut on the east side as if he had realized something, and said in confusion, "Why? Didn't you go into the room to see her just now? "

"Uh!" Nangong Haotian shook his head, and replied with a disappointed face: "My master and her are not at home, and I don't know where they went."

"Huh?" The short and fat old man was taken aback, and asked, "Didn't they tell you where they were going when they went out?"

"The junior also just arrived..." Nangong Haotian said with a smile.

The short and fat old man was stunned for a moment, pointed at the east thatched hut with the door still open, and asked in confusion: "Then you just now..."

Nangong Haotian looked at the direction of the finger, and explained with some nostalgia: "That is the house where my father lived here when he was learning art from the old master..."

"Hahaha..." The short and fat old man laughed, patted Nangong Haotian on the shoulder, and praised: "Okay, okay, your filial piety is impressive...then have you gone in to see it?"

"Didn't go in, your old man came just after entering the door!" Nangong Haotian knew that Shangguan Xiaowan lived inside, so he couldn't help but blushed and shook his head.

After hearing this, the short and fat old man smiled happily and said, "It happens that your unmarried lady is not in the room, otherwise, I wouldn't have scared you!"

"This junior came to Kanto this time to find Sister Xiaowan..." Nangong Haotian nodded and said.

The short and fat old man was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Sister Xiaowan? Who is Sister Xiaowan?"

"Uh..." Nangong Haotian pointed to the room, and asked rather puzzled: "Is that what your boss said just now, she is the junior's fiancée?"

The short and fat old man asked in confusion: "Isn't your boy's fiancee Bing'er?"

"What?!" Nangong Haotian suddenly exclaimed, what is this?Why did she have another wife at some point, one of them was not enough for her to bear, and if she added one more, Shangguan Xiaowan might have to divorce herself.

"Your old man is talking about Xue Bing'er?" Nangong Haotian suddenly remembered the girl named Xue Bing'er that Xiaoji and others mentioned, could it be her?

"Yes, why don't you ask the old man before you know?" The short and fat old man replied sullenly.

"Actually, I don't know!" Nangong Haotian explained with a wry smile, "This is what this junior just heard someone say to this junior yesterday morning..."

The short and fat old man frowned, and asked in amazement: "You kid, you never knew that your master had already found a beautiful girl with pink makeup and jade carvings for you?"

"Uh..." Nangong Haotian shook his head speechlessly, and even smiled wryly in his heart. What kind of thing is this? A mother, Li Yunji, and a patriarch, Master Tianwai, both of them got themselves a fiancée, so that they could fall in love freely I lost all my qualifications, I'm so aggrieved.

The short and fat old man looked at Nangong Haotian's expression and the smile on his fat face, and immediately restrained himself. Then he looked at Nangong Haotian and pointed at the chessboard and stone bench under the giant pine, and said with a solemn expression: "We, young and old, are here Talk over there!"

Nangong Haotian nodded, and walked behind the short and fat old man.

Walking to the stone platform, the short and fat old man sat down, pointed to another stone bench and said, "Sit over there!"

"May I ask your old man's name..." Nangong Haotian remembered that he still didn't know the name of this short and fat old man. In the martial arts, this is a very important thing.

Seeing the question, the short and fat old man smiled and waved his hand violently: "Everyone calls me Fat Maitreya, you can just call me... just call me Fat Grandpa!"

"Fat... Fat grandpa..." Nangong Haotian cupped his hands and shouted, but his heart was extremely weird. A fiancée appeared inexplicably, and a fat grandpa appeared inexplicably. The world at this time was too crazy.

Fat Maitreya didn't smile again, but solemnly waved a gesture of sitting down, and asked with concern: "The girl Xiaowan you mentioned, did you find it yourself in the Jianghu in the past two years?"

Nangong Haotian looked at the sky with nostalgia, went through all the things with Shangguan Xiaowan in his mind, and then shook his head and said: "No, it was the marriage of the younger generation when my mother was dying!"

"Isn't that right?" Fat Maitreya was taken aback, and said, "Your mother already knew that your master had chosen a future lady for you, didn't you?"