His Royal Highness was abducted by the black-bellied hall master

These two creatures felt that the black-clothed creature in front of them was not easy to provoke, so the bullying big yellow dog and uncle chicken settled down.But he didn't leave.

"Xiao Yu, drive them away quickly!" An Yehua turned around and saw that they were still there, and asked Mo Yu for help.

Mo Yu didn't rush.

He smiled: "Brother, I don't dare either."

An Yehua was helpless but couldn't bear the fear in his heart, so he could only brazenly hang on to Mo Yu.

Tweety came out, saw this scene, narrowed her eyes, pointed at them and said, "You?"

Then she took away the big yellow dog and uncle chicken.

An oolong passed.Mo Yu was happy, and An Yehua was ashamed.

The ashamed An Yehua was determined to get his face back.

So when cooking, An Yehua asked the peasant woman to take the spoon, and vowed that he could do it well.

A peasant woman who had some doubts about the ability of a son like An Yehua from the imperial city to do things, after hearing his assurance and thinking about the money bag Mo Yu gave, she weighed the pros and cons, and went out with doubts. up.

When Mo Yu heard that An Yehua was cooking in the kitchen alone, he was worried and went into the kitchen.

If you don't see it, you will be shocked when you see it.

The kitchen was filled with smoke, and An Yehua was sitting in front of the bellows and pulling the bellows vigorously, coughing from time to time.

Mo Yu felt that something was wrong, and stepped forward to lift the pot, only to see that all the vegetables in the pot had been turned into a charred black ball.The corner of his mouth twitched.

An Yehua was surrounded by smog, but he could still see Mo Yu's face clearly. He sat and looked at Mo Yu, who had a bad complexion, and smiled awkwardly.

In the end, Mo Yu didn't blame him, but helped him clean up the kitchen together.A table of delicious meals was re-made and served on the table.

After tasting the dishes made by Mo Yu, the peasant woman gave him a thumbs up, and praised him for his cooking, which was even better than the cooks in restaurants.

An Yehua took a sip, his eyes lit up, it was so delicious.

Then, under Mo Yu's watchful eyes, he ate three bowls of rice.

But he is not happy.

Through what he did this day, An Yehua realized the fact that he was really doing whatever he could, messing up No.1.

At night, the stars hung in the sky, and the moon was hidden in the clouds, as if he had no face to look at An Yehua who had lost face all day.

An Yehua sat in the small courtyard with his hands resting on his cheeks, watching the dark clouds in the sky drift past the moon, with his lips tightly pressed together.

After this day, An Yehua realized that he couldn't do anything.

If Mo Yu hadn't rescued him and helped him escape all the way here, he might have lost too much blood and died under a big rock. Even if he didn't die because of too much blood loss, he would have starved to death .

Thinking of this, he sighed slightly.

But as soon as he sighed, a boy's voice appeared: "Brother, what's wrong?"

An Yehua looked up, and saw a young man standing under the sky, staring at him with bright starry eyes.

An Yehua didn't shy away from it, and just said indifferently: "Xiao Yu, do you also think that I can't do anything well?"

Mo Yu frowned: "Why did brother say that?"

"I can't take care of animals well, and I can't cook well either." An Yehua spread his hands helplessly.

"So it's because of this," Mo Yu smiled, "I thought something big was bothering my brother."

"Then this is no small matter!" An Yehua was a little angry.

"Although this is not a trivial matter," Mo Yu chuckled, "but you don't need to worry about it."

"Then if I don't bother, who will!" An Yehua was still angry.

"I'll do my brother's work!" Mo Yu blurted out. After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, but the tips of his ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.