The relatively well-preserved residences in Qiongdu City are now barely habitable after repairs over the past few days.

Feng Yong picked a small courtyard and moved in, so he no longer had to crowd into the military camp.

Around the courtyard, no one is allowed to come within three feet without permission.

"The Lord is back?"

There are two servants in the yard, one is the cook and the other is the maid who does rough work.

Seeing Feng Yong return to the yard, the cook quickly came up and took the fish basket from Feng Yong's hand, "What would you like to eat for dinner, my lord?"

"I don't care. Whatever Xijun wants to eat, I will eat."

"My wife hasn't come back yet."

"Oh, then wait a minute and help me wash the fish here with water and put it in the wooden barrel at the end."

In the shade in the corner of the small courtyard, there are several wooden barrels with branches placed on them for shade.

Feng Yong walked over, picked up the branch, and looked inside. He saw that it was full of loaches and eels. Counting the days, the bucket at the front should have almost spit out the soil.

Pan-fried loach and braised eel, Han Palace Cangjiao, braised eel segments...

Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

In the past few years, I have been running around here and there. The good times of lying under the willow tree and fishing are gone forever. I have never been to Yuejun where I can relive the fun of my childhood.

Otherwise, let’s just forget about loaches for tonight’s meal?

Yes, just do it.

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but hum, "The pond is full of water and the rain has stopped..."

"The mud at the edge of the field is full of loaches..."

"I wait for you every day, waiting for you to catch loaches..."

While humming, he took out the bucket. As soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw an extremely handsome face that almost touched his own. Feng Yong was so frightened that he almost dropped the bucket in his hand.

"Brother...Brother...Xijun, when did you come back?"

Guan Ji smiled softly, "Alang came back when he was squatting here. I heard the song Alang hummed had a special flavor, so I didn't say hello. I wanted to listen to it for a while longer."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Feng Yongyong doubted that he was there, and while pouring the water from the bucket, he said, "This is a tune from my master's school. I heard that it is based on the tune from the far west."

"Please Xijun, please bring me a clean basket."

Guan Ji took the basket and handed it to Feng Yong, watching him pour the loach in the bucket and rinse it, "No wonder the song sounds a little weird, but what is it singing? Why can't you understand it?"

"Loach, that's what we call it."

Feng Yong pointed to the loach in the basket and explained, "This song is about a little girl dragging her brother to catch loaches in the fields."

"Oh, that's it." Guan Ji nodded and said casually, "Alang likes to go to the fields with the little girl to catch mud... loach? Is that what it's called?"

"right."

"It turns out that Alang has this hobby."

What preferences?

Feng Yong suddenly felt something was wrong, "I mean, Loach..."

"Yes, Loach."

Guan Ji nodded, "Alang taught Siniang this piece of music himself, and Siniang often sang it. In this world, apart from Alang, Siniang is the only one who can sing, right?"

Feng Tubiao came down in a cold sweat.

Finished!

I was so carried away that I actually forgot about this incident.

Guan Ji, you have changed!

This woman's palace fighting is indeed an instinct.

At first it seemed like gossip, which made me relax my vigilance, then I asked myself about Qu'er with a curious look, and finally gave me the fatal blow. It was completely natural, without any deliberate intention.

So careless, so careless!

I could only hear Guan Ji Youyou saying, "Last year when Alang went south, I sang "Drumming" to see Alang off, but Alang sang a song with exactly the same words as this song."

"At that time, I thought passionately that this was a gift for me. Later, I didn't expect that Si Niang actually sang this loach song. Come to think of it, you two are the ones who sang in harmony with each other, right?"

sweat!

Sweat profusely!

Waterfall sweat!

Genghis Khan!

Guan Ji's tone was still very gentle, and she put her right hand on Feng Yong's shoulder, as if she wanted to hug him.

As soon as the cook walked out of the kitchen, she saw the tenderness between the master and the wife. She thought the scene was very beautiful, so she sneaked away again, causing Feng Yong to miss the great opportunity to escape.

"What...what was I singing at that time?" Feng Yong didn't dare to move and asked stammering, "I forgot."

"How do I know about the harmony between Alang and Siniang?"

Guan Ji's tone was extremely gentle, but the plain hand on Feng Yong's shoulder began to exert faint force.

"Oh, I remembered it!"

Feng Yong shouted, his desire to survive before death made him burst out with amazing potential, "Golden Sword and Eagle Feather!"

"This song tells the story of chivalrous and ruthless children, not what Xijun imagined. Xijun, listen, the meaning of this song is: Holding a three-foot sword of justice at the waist, having thousands of tender feelings in the mind, walking freely through the mountains and rivers

During this time, the love between the two is lingering for thousands of miles..."

"Xijun, think about it, how can Siniang's martial arts compare with yours? This three-foot sword naturally describes you, so this song must be sung by you. At that time, there were thousands of mountains between us.

Wanshui, that’s why I send you these words of love that last for thousands of miles.”

After Guan Ji heard these extremely explicit words of love, her fair face immediately blushed, her eyes rolled, and she lightly opened her red lips, "Seriously?"

"It can't be more true." When Feng Langjun saw that there was something going on, he immediately launched his stunt, "This song is specially allocated to a legendary novel. When I write it, you will know it."

"There are also these loaches. Now I'm going to wash them out and cook them myself tonight, just to make delicious food for you. I'll make sure you haven't eaten them before."

How can it be more interesting to catch loaches with the young lady than to eat fried loaches with Xijun?

"Alang is interested."

Guan Ji looked around and saw that there was no one around. She pecked him on the face like a dragonfly touching water, and said softly, "Alang is now a king. Why do you still cook by yourself? If others find out, they will laugh."

"What do they know? I learned the art of Yi Ya, and cooking is normal. Xijun has been patrolling around these days, and it's been really hard. I can't bear it. I just want to reward Xijun.

"

Feng Yong quickly coaxed.

The water in Guan Ji's eyes became warmer and moister.

She looked at the loach in the basket and frowned slightly, "Can we eat such ugly things?"

"Xijun will know it when he tastes it!"

The uglier something is, the more delicious it is, haven't you experienced it, Xijun?
Chapter completed!