I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 267 The Past

Chapter 267 The Past (14)

Feng Yuan got up, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Then let me go and have a look."

Mu Wanwan stood up holding her hand and smiled.

She watched someone behind Feng Yuan step forward and seemed to have something to say, but Feng Yuan raised his hand to stop her.Even Jiang Yingsi's expression became subtle at this moment.

"Just leave like this?"

Feng Yuan smiled: "You just stay here until everything is over."

Jiang Yingsi couldn't laugh or cry: "Brother, the person you killed is my responsibility, and we will become enemies one day."

Feng Yuan waved his hand: "Go with you."

The green tea trees on Luoming Mountain are still green, but there are a few low huts on the ground halfway up the mountain.

The jacaranda tree in front of the house was not in bloom, Mu Wanwan smiled as she saw the slender leaves everywhere.

"This was originally a resting place left by the Qingyin Pavilion for Daomen, but now we have taken advantage of it." Mu Wanwan smiled and pushed the door open.

Just at this time, someone passed by, saw Mu Wanwan's figure, and said with a smile: "Miss Mu is here again, this time." Speaking of this, he looked at Feng Yuan who was on the side: "This is Miss Mu's lover, look It's quite handsome, but it's just this cold face, I'm afraid it won't hurt people."

Mu Wanwan turned her head to look at Feng Yuan and couldn't help laughing, before she said loudly: "You are wrong, he will hurt people."

Feng Yuan nodded to the man, then walked into the house.

The thatched eaves were low, Feng Yuan had to bend down when entering, and Mu Wanwan followed closely behind.

"It's not a good thing to be tall."

Feng Yuan turned her head and nodded her head: "That's because you didn't."

Mu Wanwan stopped talking.

Step forward a few steps and light the candle on the table, and the room is brighter all of a sudden.

"In fact, it can be ignited as long as you use spells, but that can't be regarded as life."

Feng Yuan was noncommittal, and slowly opened the low window, and what was shining into the room was a bunch of sunset.

Mu Wanwan was stunned for a moment: "Since you want to live like a mortal, you have to eat. Speaking of which, I can still do it. You wait for me."

Feng Yuan took a few steps forward and took the small basket in Mu Wanwan's hand.

"Let's go together, this is supposed to be the life of the two of us."

Mu Wanwan paused: "But, if you meet with your current status"

"It's okay."

Mu Wanwan had no choice but to keep up with Feng Yuan.

Seeing that Mu Wanwan had no intention of letting him go back, Feng Yuan slowed down and followed Mu Wanwan's pace.

By the time everything is done, it will be dark.

Mu Wanwan sighed: "Afternoon has become dinner."

Feng Yuan didn't care at all: "In the end, you can eat it in your stomach."

"Too."

Knead the dough into a ball and put it in a bowl to wake up. Mu Wanwan took out the vegetables and washed them in water one by one.

When I went in again, the water in the pot was already boiling.

Feng Yuan's body was nestled beside the stove, and Mu Wanwan found it funny when she saw it.

Seeing the rolled noodles on the chopping board again, I couldn't help but be taken aback.

"You still do this."

Feng Yuan raised his head, and put the peeled garlic cloves in Mu Wanwan's hands.

"When I was young, I used to follow a dog to pick up food. Everyone said I was a son of a bitch." Feng Yuan laughed at himself when he said this: "At that time, I was always envious, and other people's parents laughed. , Cooking together. I secretly watched and learned about rolling noodles for a long time. At that time, I kept thinking that if one day, there would be a lamp lit for me, and someone would be with me in the small kitchen, Just drink a bowl of hot noodle soup."

Seeing that Feng Yuan didn't speak again, Mu Wanwan put the garlic cloves in the clear water and picked up a knife to smash the garlic cloves into fine pieces.

"It's okay, you can drink today."

As she spoke, she put salt and minced green onion and garlic into the bowl.

"However, it shouldn't be the current one, and it shouldn't be the identity like this. Even if it's not the chief disciple of the famous sect, it should be a mountain villager, not the devil that everyone shouts and beats now."

Mu Wanwan looked at him through the boiling water, but her sight was covered by the mist, so she couldn't see clearly.

She put the cut noodles in her hands into the pot, and the water vapor finally dissipated.

"It's okay, at least I'm still here, and there's someone with you, it's not too bad."

As she spoke, she took a bowl and ordered a little more cold water, watching the bubbles in the pot fade away, Mu Wanwan opened her mouth leisurely.

The fire on the stove shone on Feng Yuan's face, and the lamp in the kitchen warmed up the small room.

When the noodles were ready, Mu Wanwan scooped some noodle soup and boiled the green onion in the bowl.

Pick up the freshly washed vegetables with one hand and put them in the pot.

Put some soy sauce, vinegar, put it in a bowl, and finally ordered some raw oil.

"It would be even better if there was lard in it. Adding lard to this kind of noodles will make the vegetables smooth."

As he spoke, he scooped the noodles into a bowl.

Give Feng Yuan a bowl.

Feng Yuan held the bowl and watched Mu Wanwan take a sip.

"Hey, it's really good, but the vinegar seems a little too much. Try it quickly, is it sour?"

Feng Yuan took a bite as she said, it was not sour, and it was indeed as delicious as she said.

"Not sour."

Mu Wanwan put the bowl aside, scooped up the noodle soup in the pot, washed the pot, and poured in raw oil.

"Slow down the fire."

Feng Yuan slowly turned off the fire, the smell of oil made his nose a little bit, Feng Yuan opened his mouth and asked: "What are you going to do?"

Mu Wanwan cracked an egg into the pot, and turned over after a while.

After frying for about half a minute, I shoveled it up.

Feng Yuan looked at the eggs in the bowl, and then at Mu Wanwan's bowl.

"Why don't you get one for yourself?"

Mu Wanwan looked at him while sucking on the noodles.

After taking a bite, I opened my mouth: "I wanted to give it to you, so I fried it. I don't pay much attention to myself, but for you, I always feel that this egg is missing."

Feng Yuan took a bite, and it tasted rustling.

"delicious."

Mu Wanwan smiled even more happily: "The main reason is that you rolled the dough well."

The sound of two bowls colliding was so harsh in this quiet night.But for them, it is the only warmth in this world.

A small kitchen, a weak lamp, the salvation of two people.

When closing the kitchen door, Mu Wanwan stopped, and the small lantern under the eaves reflected the mosquitoes on Feng Yuan's temple very clearly.

Mu Wanwan carefully covered Feng Yuan's temple with her hand, even touching Feng Yuan's ear.

Feng Yuan looked down at her, a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Mu Wanwan blinked: "There are mosquitoes."

Feng Yuan laughed out loud: "I haven't encountered such a thing as a mosquito for many years. But when I was a child, Xia Tian was very annoyed by it, and I was always bitten so that I couldn't sleep at night."

"That's right, that's right. So you should slap mosquitoes to death with your own hands." He said and showed Feng Yuan the dead mosquito in his hand: "Look, I sucked a lot of your blood, and there will definitely be another mosquito tomorrow." Big, itchy bumps."

Feng Yuan just looked at her like that, calmer than the moon, gentler than the moonlight.

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