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Ye Feiyang was slightly taken aback. Didn't this person have a head injury?Why do you speak so inexplicably?I have to ask the origin of his name later, and if there is any problem, I should send it to the old doctor as soon as possible for treatment.While thinking, he continued to feed the auspiciousness in his arms.

Fang Zhengjie opened his eyes wide, looking at Ye Feiyang with admiration.Uncle Qi kept watching the man go away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Ye Feiyang's unclear appearance, and couldn't help but smile.

After Ye Feiyang fed little Jixiang unhurriedly, and comforted the two little tiger cubs who were waiting to be fed, he got up to see how the roasted human meat was doing, but he didn't want to. , he trotted over, only glanced at his hand, and suddenly had a headache, what the man was holding was a piece of meat!That is clearly a piece of scorched earth!Ye Feiyang sighed weakly: "You can't even barbecue!"

"A gentleman stays away from the kitchen." The man raised his head and looked at Ye Feiyang, with an innocent and open face, without feeling guilty at all.

Ye Feiyang paused, stepped forward and took away the branch in his hand, threw it aside together with the scorched meat, and said calmly: "Then don't eat the rice cooked by me, the little man, the rest is just fine. Enough for the three of us." After finishing speaking, ignoring his slightly astonished expression, he turned around and went to the kitchen to stir the porridge, then picked out a thicker branch, and pushed aside the burning pine branch, revealing the big porridge inside. Mud, he pulled out the mud, looked carefully, the mud on it was dry and cracked, it should be good, he changed the knife, carefully split the outer layer of mud, and suddenly a fragrance wafted When he came out, Ye Feiyang frowned, and it smelled good.

He carefully grabbed the lotus leaf, carried the beggar chicken to the kitchen, peeled off the layer of lotus leaf, revealing the roasted brown chicken inside, couldn't help but cut a small piece with a knife, and put it in his mouth , I squinted my eyes suddenly, it tasted delicious too!

"Brother Ye, is it delicious?" Ye Feiyang was startled by the sudden voice beside him. He lowered his head, facing Zhengjie's overly bright eyes, smiled and cut another small piece, and handed it to him. "You'll know if you taste it." Fang Zhengjie looked at the chicken that had just been pulled out of the mud in front of him. mouth, eyes lit up immediately: "It's delicious!"

In order to make it easier to eat later, Ye Feiyang roughly cut the chicken a few times with a knife.I don't know if this ancient mountain forest has more animals, or the pheasant itself is bigger, but the weight of the chicken in front of me is [-]% full.

Asking Fang Zhengjie to bring the chicken into the house first, he filled four big bowls of cooked porridge with mushrooms and lean meat. When he turned around, he saw the man standing at the door, looking at him with a meaningful smile, Ye Feiyang sternly said: "Don't bring the porridge in yet!" Fang Zhengjie who rushed over was frightened by Ye Feiyang's tone, and hurried in: "Brother Ye, I'll help you!"

"Hey, this porridge is hot, don't take it." Ye Feiyang patted Fang Zhengjie's head, took two bowls by himself, then looked at the man, who raised his eyebrows, picked up the remaining two bowls, followed behind him.

Fang Zhengjie trotted into the house and carefully helped Uncle Qi up.The two little tiger cubs were so hungry that they had been biting Ye Feiyang's trouser legs since he entered the house, pawing and pulling them non-stop.Ye Feiyang moved to the bed in small steps, and put the porridge on the small table on the kang: "You guys eat first, I'll feed the tiger cubs." Then, he bent down to pick up the two cubs and went out again.

Ye Feiyang put the milk in front of the two cubs, watched them eat happily, reached out and rubbed their fluffy and delicate necks, and muttered softly: "Since you appeared, I have changed from a patient to a nanny, and I also work part-time as a nurse. " The two cubs couldn't understand what he said, they just raised their necks, looked at him with their brown round eyes, barked twice, and continued to bow their heads to eat milk.

Waiting patiently for the two cubs to eat and wipe off the milk stained on their faces, Ye Feiyang carried them back to the house, and as soon as he entered the door, he met eight eyes, which shocked him, no , Didn't Jixiang fall asleep, why did he wake up?Looking at the unmoving bowls and chopsticks in front of them, Ye Feiyang was surprised: "Didn't I tell you to eat first?"

Uncle Qi took the lead and said, "I'll wait for you to eat together."

Ye Feiyang paused, then wrapped the two cubs with a blanket, wiped his hands and turned to sit on the kang: "Well, let's eat together." He took the auspiciousness in Uncle Qi's arms and squeezed his little cubs. Face, "Why is Jixiang awake? Uncle Qi, you have injuries, don't move too much, just let me hug Jixiang."

Ji Xiang giggled at Ye Feiyang.Ye Feiyang's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, thinking that Ji Xiang seems to be sleeping less and less recently, is there a problem?Babies need to be able to eat and sleep to grow fast.

The man sat opposite, looking at Ye Feiyang in a relaxed manner.Fang Zhengjie sat upright, with a hint of urging in his eyes. He was really hungry. He climbed up the mountain early in the morning. After finally waiting for a table of delicious food, the owner refused to let him eat it, woo woo Woo.

Sensing Fang Zhengjie's hot gaze, Ye Feiyang smiled, holding Jixiang in his left hand, and chopsticks in his right: "Let's eat."

Fang Zhengjie cheered in his heart, and immediately picked up the bowl and drank a big mouthful of porridge. He raised his chopsticks to pick up the beggar's chicken, but suddenly remembered that the master was sitting next to him. The chopsticks turned a corner and were buried in the porridge. If you can’t eat chicken, then eat the lean meat in the porridge.But he didn't think about it, the next moment, a fat chicken leg suddenly appeared in his sight, he raised his head, saw Ye Feiyang holding the chicken leg, and smiled at him: "Come on, this chicken leg is for you." Fang Zhengjie blinked, Look at Ye Feiyang, and look at the plate of untouched beggar chicken, the tip of his nose suddenly felt a little sore, he has had enough food and clothing since he was a child, but no one would give him the chicken legs first, before at home , he is always looking forward to his father or aunt to share, give it to his brothers first, and then give it to him. Many times, he is only given a chicken wing, and sometimes he doesn’t even have a chicken wing. Later, when the brothers grow up, occasionally I will also give him the chicken legs I got.Later, with the old doctor, the master was the first, and every time he ate, he waited for the master to move the chopsticks before picking the chopsticks for a second time.Perhaps, what is not available is good. Even though he has eaten many delicacies from mountains and seas, in Fang Zhengjie's heart, he always thinks that chicken legs are delicious, especially the first one to be picked up.

Seeing Fang Zhengjie's delay in moving, Ye Feiyang was a little puzzled, didn't he just say it was delicious? : "What's wrong? Don't you like eating chicken legs?"

Fang Zhengjie pursed his lips and shook his head.

Ye Feiyang just pretended that he didn't like to eat it, put the chicken leg back, and took another chicken wing: "Hey, you always like to eat chicken wings, don't you?"

Fang Zhengjie came back to his senses. For the first time, he ignored etiquette and reached out to grab the chicken wing in his hand, fearing that Ye Feiyang would put it back again.

Ye Feiyang laughed and teased him: "It turns out that Zhengjie wants to fly. After eating the chicken wings, you have to eat the chicken legs. You are growing tall now, so you need to eat more meat."

Fang Zhengjie kept silent, nodded his head, feeling full in his heart, took a bite of the chicken wings, and suddenly felt that the taste of the chicken wings was not worse than that of the drumsticks.

Ye Feiyang took another chicken leg and put it in Uncle Qi's bowl, and finally took the remaining chicken wing and put it in front of him.

Only then did the person opposite gradually put away his interest in watching the excitement. He raised his eyebrows, looked at the obviously biased person opposite, and said in a pleasant voice with obvious displeasure, "Where's mine?"

Ye Feiyang didn't raise his head, his voice was a little muffled because of something in his mouth: "You are suffering from a cold, so you should not eat too greasy food."

The man's eyes flashed, and he stared at Ye Feiyang. Fang Zhengjie immediately buried his head in the bowl without daring to breathe, and Uncle Qi ate the chicken drumsticks unhurriedly.

Ye Feiyang swallowed the food in his mouth, looked up at the face of the person opposite, and sighed: "Okay, okay, don't stare, you can't eat chicken, I'll get you sweet potatoes." Said softly After coaxing Jixiang a few words, he put him to lie down beside Uncle Qi, got up and went out.

Ye Feiyang, who had walked away, didn't know that Fang Zhengjie, who was sitting next to that person, was almost out of breath, and even Uncle Qi stopped eating and kept silent, but Xiao Jixiang beside him didn't check at all. Yiyi, waving her little paws and her short legs, yelled cheerfully. The man glanced over lightly, one big and one small really looked alike.

The sweet potatoes have been roasted, the taste is sweet, and the texture must not be much different. Ye Feiyang originally planned to make some sweet potato cakes for dinner, that's all, since he wants to eat, he can cook something else at night.

When Ye Feiyang put a bowl of roasted sweet potatoes in front of him with an expression of being a vexatious patient, the man's face lost any expression. Perfect.

Ye Feiyang pretended not to be able to see, seeing that Fang Zhengjie had finished eating the chicken wings, he put the chicken leg in front of him again, and started to eat by himself. After tossing for a long time, the porridge was not hot anymore. Fortunately, the weather is not cold at the moment.

When everyone was full and put down the bowls and chopsticks, Ye Feiyang wiped his mouth, straightened his face, and looked at the person opposite: "This is Uncle Qi, the owner of this house, my name is Ye Feiyang, Uncle Qi's distant nephew, this little guy It's Jixiang, my son, this is Fang Zhengjie, the apprentice of the old doctor at the foot of the mountain, who came to see Uncle Qi's wound. Now, can you tell us who you are?"