The forest is dyed thoroughly, and the busy farming season is over.

The villagers of Yuliang Village prepared several bags of various sizes, containing some jerky meat, rice cakes, spices, and coarse cloth, and kept stuffing them into Chu Wanning and Mo Ran's arms.

Although there is no shortage of food, clothing and expenses at the top of life and death, this is the wish of the villagers. If they don’t accept it, it will be bad. Therefore, the two of them were not polite and helped the village chief fill the bags.

Ling'er also came. She was holding a bamboo basket in her arms, covered with a small blue and white cloth. The cloth was lifted up. It contained steamed buns and more than a dozen cooked green-shelled eggs.

She came to Mo Ran’s horse, with big eyes that were clearly distinguished in black and white, and wanted to see him, but she felt embarrassed when she remembered her bold confession when she was half drunk and half awake that day. After a long time of procrastination, she took her to get over her head and said to the handsome man who had already gotten on the horse: "Mo Xianjun, these... these are all cooked in the morning, you can take them and eat them on the way with Chu Xianjun."

Mo Ran didn't know what her move was intended, so hesitated, not knowing whether to refuse or accept it.

Ling'er understood his concerns, suddenly raised her head, her cheeks flushed, her eyes were a little stubborn, and she was a little hurt.

Although she tried her best to become an amazing immortal king, she was not the kind of girl who had no dignity and had to continue to pester her if she was rejected.

She said: "Don't worry, Xianjun, Ling'er has no other intentions, she just wants to thank the immortal for taking care of Yuliang Village for the past half month."

Mo Ran then took off the bamboo basket. He sat on the horse's back, looked at her with his eyelashes hanging down, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Miss."

"You are welcome."

Seeing that she could hold it down, Mo Ran felt a little touched, so he asked her more: "What are the plans for the girl in the future?"

"Why did the Immortal Lord ask that?"

"I don't think girls are willing to live in the village for a long time."

Ling'er smiled, and there was another fighting spirit in her eyes: "I want to go to the cultivation world to see it. I heard that the leader of the Confucian Sect is kind and willing to help the poor people in the world. As long as we those in the cultivation world can get a job in Linyi, he will not drive us away. My daughter-in-law is good, she can cook and can always make a living."

Of course, she didn't say the most important thing - the disciples of the Confucian style sect are the most among the ten sects, with a vast territory, with a total of 72 cities of all sizes, and Linyi is even a metropolis of the Immortal Sect. There are ten people walking on the road, and five of them are monks. When she goes there, it will be easier for her to find a good husband.

Chu Wanning didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard that she was going to Linyi, she frowned and said, "The Religious Party is deep, not as simple as the girl thinks. If the girl wants to live in the upper world for a long time in the future, it is better to consider Linling Island, Yangzhou."

"Yangzhou cannot survive, and the food and clothing cost is too expensive." Ling'er said, "Thank you for your kindness, Immortal Lord, Ling'er has his own considerations."

Since she had put her words to this point, Chu Wanning knew that no matter how much she said, it would be useless, so she gave up.

The two of them carried a full package and rode their horses and whipped them. When Chu Wanning passed by Caidie Town, he paid special attention to the barrier there. Fortunately, the spiritual current was abundant and everything was stable. So the horse's hooves kept resting. At noon, they finally returned to the top of life and death.

Chu Wanning went to report the situation with Xue Zhengyonghui. Mo Ran had nothing to do and wandered around. He ran into a man by the Naihe Bridge, wiping the stone lion on the bridge pillar.

Mo Ran thought to himself, I don’t know who made another mistake and was punished to come here to work as a hard worker.

The punished person usually has a little bit of difficulty in passing his face, so Mo Ran didn't intend to walk on the bridge. He was about to turn around, but suddenly heard the man shouting at him not far away.

"Aran!"

“…”

When I looked closely, it turned out that the person who was wiping the lion was not someone else, but Shi Mei. Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, but felt that it was indescribable to say something strange in his heart.

First, people who are so obedient and obedient, are even punished to wipe the Naihe Bridge.

Second, it is the strange teacher who looks like now.

It has been a long time since I saw Shi Mei, who had completely grown up, but I have never been familiar with his current appearance. Instead, as time goes by, I feel more and more unfamiliar, so I can't recognize him at first glance.

"Why are you here? Have you done something wrong?" Mo Ran walked up to him and asked.

Shi Mei seemed a little embarrassed: "Well... I was punished with the young master."

"Mengmeng?" Mo Ran paused and smiled.

There is nothing strange about this. Xue Meng made a mistake, it is not new.

"What did he do with you?"

"I said I wanted to go to the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain to catch a few ghosts to practice my skills."

“…………”

"As a result, I almost broke the crack of the barrier that Master had sealed before leaving."

Mo Ran was amused and crying: "Do he think ghosts are cats and dogs? Catch them and raise them whenever they say they want. So are you. He is making trouble, you shouldn't follow them, so why don't you persuade him?"

Shi Mei sighed, his face full of helplessness: "Of course I advised him, but it was useless. I was afraid that something would happen to him, so I could only go in with him... Forget it, let's not talk about it, fortunately it was useless to cause any disaster. Aran, tell me, did you and Master go to Yuliang Village for busy farming a few days ago?"

"Um."

"How is it going, it's all going well?"

"Well, it's all pretty smooth."

The two chatted for a while without hesitation. After saying goodbye to Shi Mei, Mo Ran walked silently on the tree-lined path alone, clearing his heart and looking back, and he became more and more aware that his feelings for Shi Mei were more of an obsession, a habit, not a self-conceived love.

He once thought that he thought he was beautiful, shocked and comfortable when he saw Shi Mei's appearance. This is **, but it is not.

People always appreciate beautiful things. They appreciate Shi Mei's appearance, but carefully distinguish it, this appreciation does not contain any intimacy.

He likes to look at him, just like he likes to look at the red leaves in the mountains in autumn and the lotus flowers in the pond in summer. Over the years, there has been almost no delusion about Yueju.

He still cherishes and loves Shimei as before.

But it is different from the past. Now Mo Ran finally understands what love is like. He is not Liu Xiahui. His love should be moist and scorching, accompanied by occupation, collision, accompanied by the collision, accompanied by the turbid liquid gushing with the blood.

He is a wolfdog and can sniff the roses.

But the teeth and mortars are hideous and you really have to eat, so of course you won’t eat flowers and plants, but flesh and blood.

During dinner, Xue Meng finally compiled all the books in the Second Classics of the Library. He was so tired that he sighed and lay in Mengpotang and complained that he could not even make him happy, his favorite spicy chicken, who he usually likes.

Just as he was playing with chopsticks boredly, he suddenly saw Chu Wanning enter the cafeteria. He was finally excited and stood up and shouted: "Master!"

Chu Wanning glanced at him and nodded at him.

Mo Ran sat next to Xue Meng. He, Xue Meng, and Shi Mei, the three of them had always had dinner together, but today Chu Wanning walked in, and Mo Ran moved all the dishes on the table and left a large area.

"what you do?"

But Mo Ran smiled at Xue Meng without saying a word, stood up and waved to Chu Wanning: "Master, come here to sit."

Xue Meng: “…………”

Shi Mei: “…………”

Respecting is one thing, but eating together is another.

Most people who can sit on a table and chew bones will not have a hard relationship. At least they have to get used to the other party's lips, and they can bear the other party's ugly eating habits and occasionally lose their composure.

Look at the expressions on Xue Meng and Shi Mei's faces. Although Chu Wanning was calm and cold in eating, they were still not used to it and did not accept having a meal with him.

For them, occasionally having dinner with their master is the same as socializing. They have to be tense and be polite. After a meal, the backs often become stiff and they don’t know how to eat.

Chu Wanning also understood this. He looked at Mo Ran in surprise, shook his head, and took some light vegetables and went straight to the place he used to go.

I haven't eaten in Mengpotang for five years. As soon as I sat down, Chu Wanning saw a small carved copper piece on the corner of the table, which actually carved six small calligraphy "Elder Yuheng's Special Seating".

“…………”

Is Xue Zhengyong sick?!

He put the wooden pallets heavily on the table, and Chu Wanning sat down depressedly. Before he could take a few bites, he suddenly pulled open the wooden chair opposite him and sat down on the "Elder Yuheng Special Seat". The tray he brought was placed in front of Chu Wanning's plate, which was very close and almost touched each other.

Chu Wanning raised his eyes: "...Why are you here?"

"It's too crowded over there." Mo Ran said, holding up the rice bowl with a smile, "Come here to eat with your master."

Chu Wanning glanced at Xue Meng and the others, and was a little puzzled: Where did it get squeezed?

Not to mention that he was inexplicably the other two people who were left by Mo Ran also had complicated expressions and looked at Chu Wanning and Mo Ran’s table quietly.

Xue Meng murmured, "Was that dog thing crazy?"

Shi Mei: “…………”

But Mo Ran didn't care about so much. He felt uncomfortable when he looked at Chu Wanning as he was just watching him. Chu Wanning was very pretentious in his diet. He often felt uncomfortable after eating this or tasted that disgusting. Mo Ran felt that this was not good, and he would get into trouble when he got older in the future.

He used to be too lazy to care about what Chu Wanning had to eat, but now it's different. Not to mention that he likes this, even if he respects his teacher, he has to feed his master well.

But feeding Chu Wanning is a science, like feeding cats, and he can't force himself. He doesn't want to eat, so he can't force him.

So Mo Ran had an idea and put a piece of braised pork with fat and thinness into Chu Wanning's bowl.

"Master, try this."

Sure enough, Chu Wanning frowned and said, "I don't like pork belly, you can take it away."

Mo Ran was ready and smiled and said, "I heard that the recipe is very sweet, it has the Jiangnan flavor."

Chu Wanning said: "Cooking meat in Jiangnan is different from this one."

"How can you know that it's different if you don't even eat it?"

"It can be seen that."

"But the chef said it was Jiangnan flavor." Mo Ran threw the net and was about to wait for the cat to take the bait. He smiled, "Meng Potang's chef is an old chef. How could he be wrong? Master must have left his hometown for too long and forgot what the braised pork in his hometown looked like."

Chu Wanning said: "...Bad talk, how could I get this wrong?"

Mo Ran ate one piece by himself, and seemed to taste it seriously, and said earnestly: "I think it's really my master's mistake. This meat tastes very sweet. If you don't believe me, please try one?"

Chu Wanning didn't notice Mo Ran's ulterior motives at all. He was a little angry and picked up the chopsticks and picked up the braised pork from the bowl and brought it to his mouth.

"How is it?" Mo Ran held back his smile and looked at the big white cat who was caught.
To be continued...