I dug the grave of the God of War

After half an hour.

The snow-white steamed buns brought by Lin Jiadan exuded a faint aroma of wheat. They were moderately cooked and had a white and delicate appearance, as smooth as a mirror, exuding an attractive appetite.

The plate of white steamed buns is placed lightly on top of the meat and vegetable dishes, making it easier for everyone to help themselves.

Lin Jiadan handed a white steamed bun to Wu Luoyang who was drinking soup, and strongly recommended: "Little junior sister Luoyang, come and try it!"

The next second, he didn't forget to add: "I think you might like sweets, so I put more sucrose in the steamed buns to increase the sweetness and reduce the heat."

"it is good."

Wu Luoyang couldn't resist the kindness and reached out to take it.

Under the gaze of Lin Jiadan's twinkling eyes, Wu Luoyang handed the soft white steamed bun to his lips and took a bite...

The corners of his mouth stiffened.

Watching the corners of Wu Luoyang's mouth twitching and his eyes straightening...

Dusuri secretly tugged on her sleeve again.

Then he whispered in Wu Luoyang's ear and reminded: "Even if it doesn't taste good, don't show it too obviously. This will embarrass the host."

Wu Luoyang said nothing.

Holding the white steamed bun in his mouth, he silently placed the white steamed bun in his hand on the small porcelain plate next to him, raised his hand, and made a serious gesture of invitation to Du Surui.

"It's just steamed buns, how terrible can they be?"

Du Surui muttered, but she just didn't believe it.

He reached out and picked the biggest one.

Du Surui opened his mouth and took a big bite of the white steamed bun.

then……

His face stiffened, and his eyes straightened.

Wu Luoyang tried hard to swallow the white steamed bun in his mouth, turned his face slightly, and persuaded Du Surui, whose face turned dark, "It's delicious. Eat more, eat more."

Beside them, Lin Jiadan and Qin Yingzhu, who were confused, also said: "Yes, you're welcome, it's just like home here."

Du Surui rolled his eyes numbly and looked at Wu Luoyang who was gloating about his misfortune, wanting to cry.

Why should I choose the biggest one?

No, why should he compete with Wu Luoyang? Shouldn't he be more reserved when going out as a guest... He has to pick the biggest one! ! ! !

Dusuri lowered his head.

Momo put the white steamed bun in his hand into the small white porcelain plate next to him, and swallowed the big mouthful of steamed bun in his mouth hard.

"No, no, no."

Du Surui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally I was able to say: "One, one is enough."

Seeing that both Wu Luoyang and Du Su Rui were so polite, Qin Yingzhu became less polite.

He reached out and grabbed a white steamed bun and stuffed it directly into his mouth. His posture gave him the air of eating a big banquet.

then……

Wu Luoyang and Du Surui looked at them at the same time, with expectant looks on their faces.

"Wow--"

Qin Yingzhu couldn't hold it back and opened his mouth to scream.

Next to him, Mr. Qin reminded him sternly, "Don't talk when you eat or sleep. No matter how delicious the food is, you can't yell at the dinner table."

Qin Yingzhu slowly closed his mouth, put down the steamed bun in his hand, lowered his head, and drank several mouthfuls of chicken stewed with mushroom soup.

"Absolutely!"

Afterwards, Qin Yingzhu picked up a white steamed bun and handed it to Lin Jiadan in a natural movement: "Here, Jiadan, you can eat it yourself. It goes great with chicken soup."

Lin Jiadan smiled, took the steamed bun and took a bite.

Wu Luoyang, Du Surui and Qin Yingzhu immediately opened their eyes, and the three shining eyes were fixed on Lin Jiadan's face, looking forward to a certain scene.

"..."

Lin Jiadan was silent for a few seconds.

"Wow!"

"Eat without talking or sleeping without talking."

Next to him, Mr. Qin reminded him again, and glanced at his grandson Qin Yingzhu who was grinning next to him, "Look, you have ruined Jia Dan!"

Here, Lin Jiadan lowered his head, bent over, and spat out the remaining steamed bun residue in his mouth.

When he raised his head and looked at the crowd, he suddenly seemed to remember something. “Oh my God! I actually put the salt jar in as cane sugar!”

"..."

The surroundings suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Had dinner.

Lin Jiadan's parents kindly persuaded them to stay, so Wu Luoyang and Du Surui stayed at the Lin family directly instead of opening a B&B tonight.

Two girls of similar age were lying side by side on a 1.5-meter single bed. Fortunately, they were both thin and didn't feel crowded, but they had endless topics to talk about.

"How about that chicken stew with mushroom soup tonight?"

Lin Jiadan asked aloud, with a smile in his eyes and a look full of expectation for recognition.

"Well, it tastes great!"

Seeing her little thoughts, Wu Luoyang nodded.

It's not that he was following Lin Jiadan's wishes to make him happy, but the red mushroom and chicken soup in the evening was really delicious.

"Those are the red mushrooms my mother braved the winter cold to go into the mountains to pick a few days ago. They are very small in quantity and cannot be eaten outside. They are only stewed when guests come to the house."

After saying this, Lin Jiadan's smile rose up, his face full of pride.

"Auntie often goes into the mountains to pick mushrooms?"

Wu Luoyang asked.

Lin Jiadan was slightly startled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

Taoyuan Town is rich in fungi. Although there are fewer fungi in winter, villagers will organize groups to go into the mountains to find them after the winter rain.

Lin Jiadan spoke again, with deep worry in his eyes: "These red mushrooms grow deep in the forest. Luoyang, you know, that forest is not peaceful."

The forest rich in fungi is close to Jiuxian Mountain, where dark war spirits often appear, as well as ferocious beasts and wolves.

Lin Jiadan was not worried about serving chicken stewed with red mushrooms to entertain guests at home, but was worried that Mother Lin would encounter dark war spirits or ferocious beasts when she went to the mountains to pick mushrooms.

"Uncle Qin was attacked by wild boars and encountered a pack of wolves when he entered the mountains. In the end, he died."

Lin Jiadan said in a low voice.

The Uncle Qin she talks about is Qin Yingzhu's father.

"Are there many villagers going to the mountains to pick mushrooms recently?"

Wu Luoyang asked again.

When she asked, Lin Jiadan replied truthfully: "There was a winter rain a few days ago, and the red mushrooms popped up. In recent days, many villagers have formed teams to go into the mountains."

Hearing this, Wu Luoyang frowned slightly.

Recently, the Dark Lord has been collecting a lot of grievances and using various methods. Now Wu Luoyang, a black robe, has become an accomplice of the Dark Lord. He may cause harm to the villagers who go into the deep mountains and old forests to collect mushrooms at any time.

It seems that when I see the mayor of Taoyuan tomorrow, I should propose to him that the mountain be closed for a period of time.

Silent all night.

Wu Luoyang slept until he woke up naturally.

Her biological clock was relatively early. When she opened her eyes, the hour hand of the wall clock had just jumped to seven o'clock, and Lin Jiadan beside her was still sleeping soundly.

Wu Luoyang gently got out of bed, put on his clothes, and came downstairs.

Lin’s father and Lin’s mother had gotten up early.

A meat rice dumpling stall facing the street has been set up, and many villagers come to buy it. Mother Lin packs rice dumplings and steamed buns for customers, and she can chat with regular customers.

"Sanniang, I'm going to the mountains to pick mushrooms in two days, will you go?"

"Go, why don't you go?"

Mother Lin, who was called Sanniangzi, handed over the bag in her hand and responded with a smile: "When you are leaving, don't forget to call me."

The villager said hello and chatted for a few more words before leaving.

Mother Lin turned around and saw Wu Luoyang coming downstairs. She quickly called Father Lin, who was drinking morning tea in the house, to come over and stand at the stall. She walked into the house and prepared breakfast for Wu Luoyang.

The small kitchen was made of wood and was darkened by smoke over time.

Mother Lin started making Taoyuan Town’s famous noodle paste for breakfast, while Wu Luoyang helped light the fire.

"Auntie, are you going into the mountains these days?"

"Yup!"

While Mrs. Lin was busy cooking in the pot, she looked at Wu Luoyang with a smile: "I heard from people who came down from the mountain yesterday that fungi were found in the mountainous area of ​​Jiuxian Mountain. Everyone organized and prepared for these two days. Also go into the mountains to pick some, the mushrooms are scarce in winter and the price is very good."