My Wife Has an Embroidery Needle

When the night sky is full of stars and the valley is full, countless fireflies are flying everywhere, landing in the grass and on the lake.

What Yan Shou cooks tonight is beggar chicken. This method was mentioned by his father by chance, and then he learned it by himself after watching it after his father cooked it once.

However, the condiments are limited at present, and he only intends to use the simplest method to make it. First, he empties out the internal organs of the pheasant that has been removed and washed, and then puts in a few slices of mountain ginger, and then cuts a few cracks on the chicken. Add a layer of salt and sesame oil for seasoning, and scald the lotus leaf picked from the lake with boiling water, then wrap the chicken, and finally wrap the chicken wrapped in lotus leaf with a layer of wet mud, put it under the fire and bury it Get up, and cook another pot of wild vegetable soup on the fire rack. Put the right amount of salt and chicken oil in it to make the soup more delicious.

If it was said that he brought a bunch of pots and pans with him when he was traveling in the rivers and lakes, this was the first time Li Xuemei saw it, and she couldn't help but say, "Mr. Yan is indeed a thoughtful person."

Jin Qiu'er curled her lips, "He, he has never been too busy."

Strictly observe "..."

After half an hour, Yan Shou removed the fire, took out the beggar chicken, peeled off the mud shell, opened the lotus leaf bag, and smelled a smell of meat, and the orange-yellow beggar chicken was also exposed.

Yan Shou split the Beggar Chicken in front of everyone with a knife, served it with a bowl of wild vegetable soup, and when serving it to Dongfang Bubai, because he cared about what he said when he washed his hair, he kept paying attention to the expression on the other person's face. Expression changes.

Dongfang Bubai naturally felt his gaze, but just turned a blind eye.

"That... Mr. Yan." Li Xuemei looked at the two of them from the side, and then she was stunned when she saw that the soup was full and flowed to Yan Shou's hand, which was hot and red without knowing it.

Yan Shou still didn't react, he just asked, "What's wrong?"

The soup was still steaming, and Li Xuemei felt pain when she looked at it, "Are you okay, your hand..."

"My hand?" Yan Shou looked down suspiciously, his face was all twisted together, he shook off the soup bowl, jumped up and shouted, "Ah, ah, it's so hot!"

Dongfang Bubai saw that he had been spinning in circles, so he pointed to the lake road, "Over there."

"Oh." After his reminder, Yan Shou rushed over as if enlightened, and put his red-hot hands into the water.

Looking at his back, Jin Qiu'er convinced this kind of adult, "It's really stupid."

Dongfang Bubai grabbed the beggar chicken and took a bite. It was oily but not greasy, and it also had a faint aroma of lotus leaves. In addition, the meat of the pheasant was firmer, which made people want to eat it.

Li Xuemei took a bite and exclaimed, "I didn't expect Mr. Yan's cooking skills to be so good."

"That's all he can do." Jin Qiu'er also started to eat, her eyes lit up, it was really delicious.

Seeing Yan Shou walking back, she suddenly thought of something, squinted her eyes and shouted, "By the way, Yan Ashou, you also know martial arts, why do you always hide it? secret."

"..." Yan Shou was speechless for a while, and nodded her forehead, "No matter how much you eat chicken, you can't stop your mouth."

At this time, Dongfang Bubai had finished eating and stood up to leave his seat.

Yan Shou looked down to see that there was still some food left in the bowl, and he didn't seem to have eaten much, so he stopped him and said, "Bai Yi, don't you want to eat?"

"full."

After Dongfang Bubai answered, he slowly descended a tree without looking back, performed lightness kung fu, jumped onto the tree fork, and sat down against the trunk.

Yan Shou thought about it, and said to Li Xuemei and the two, "You guys eat." Then he walked over there.

"It seems that Mr. Yan is very interested in Mr. Bai." Li Xuemei said thoughtfully,

Jin Qiu'er rolled her eyes and said affirmatively, "Brother Baiyi won't like a fool like him."

However, Yan Shou did not go to Dongfang Bubai first, but ran to the forest to pick some twigs and came back, then jumped up and squatted beside him cautiously, "Eat, eat and see, this twig is delicious, I am here When I met you on the cliff, I was picking these in the mountains. I planned to take them back to make wine, but they were all eaten by those sparrows..."

Dongfang Bubai heard him nagging in his ear, and instead of taking the mountain fruit handed over, he squinted his eyes and looked at him, "What are you afraid of?"

"What?" Yan Shou was taken aback.

Dongfang Bubai leaned forward, put his hands on his bent knees, his eyes sharpened, "Do you care what I will remember? Or do you know something, but hide it from me."

"No, no." Yan Shou was shocked in his heart, shook his head hurriedly, but inadvertently scattered all the twisted seeds in his arms under the tree.

But Dongfang Bubai stood up and looked into the distance, "I am not interested in what you are afraid of. I said that since it is a thing of the past, I will not worry about it anymore. Now I use The identity in white is alive." Dongfang Bubai stood up, a firefly flew over and landed on his hair, and the green fluorescent light flickered on his face, making it appear confusing.

At this time, he looked into the distance, raised his hand and pressed the sword wound on his shoulder, paused, and then continued, "The man from the past, let him pass..."