Honghuang Snack Restaurant

Just, kind of funny.

There is still a little pain.

Cub, does it hurt after falling so much?

Although the appearance of this chubby little yellow chicken falling to the ground is very joyful, but after laughing, there are still things to worry about.

"Cub, didn't you break it?" Yan Mo asked worriedly as he picked up the drunk Garuda, whose eyes were squinting comfortably, with both hands.

Hearing the voice of concern, little Garuda tried hard to open his little eyes, but after being drunk, his eyes were not controlled by his brain, and no matter how hard he tried, his little eyes just opened a crack, "Chirp, it's nothing~"

Drunk speech is slurred.

Wait, can you talk?

Cub, you are promising, you can talk after a few sips of wine.

The old mother was so excited that she couldn't help herself, she was as excited as her own child who would call mother, and immediately gave the little cub two big kisses, "Ah cub, you can talk, Aunt Yan is so happy .” This was the first time that Yan Mo felt so happy to be a generation older.

"Good boy, come on, call Aunt Yan." This aunt's smile made Kong Xuan subconsciously take a few steps back.

How could he remember that Aunt Yan was not so kind when he was a child.

And Tongtian next to him looked lost in thought.

Does Mo like children so much?Is she implying that I should become a Taoist couple as soon as possible and have a baby with us?Yes, that must be the case. Seeing Momo's excitement now will definitely look forward to our children.

Hee hee, my wife is too active, he is really satisfied.

It's a good thing that Tongtian's face doesn't fit other people's idea that it didn't show in Yan Mo's expression, otherwise the other party would definitely reply him "everything in the dream", it can only be said that the other party is really too imaginative.

"Chirp, Aunt Yan, chirp, drink, feel comfortable~drink~" The little drunkard danced like a group of demons in Yan Mo's hands, and almost continued to fall in love with the ground again.

The drunk cub is still focused on drinking, and he doesn't know what attribute he has inherited from Yuanfeng. He is already an alcoholic at a young age, so don't drink up her stock in the future.

Yan Mo looked at the little cub in his hand, while Tong Tian was thinking about it, and no one noticed that the other little animals were enjoying a small glass of wine and drinking.

Although it is connected with a basin, the wine jar is actually not that big, and the poured wine is actually the bottom of a basin, and it will be gone after a few people share a small cup.

The few people who were addicted to the temptation of fine wine also temporarily ignored the fact that Garuda had bathed in it.

Maybe they don't dislike him either, after all, although Garuda is a naive little boy who doesn't pay much attention to hygiene, his brother is very careful about hygiene, and Garuda is forced to take a bath on his brother's hands every day.

Garuda, who smelled the wine but couldn't drink it, was inexplicably wronged, his two little wings were drooping, and his whole body exuded an air of lovelessness, his little head was arched and arched in Yan Mo's hands, and then, accidentally In an instant, Yan Mo's arm rolled directly into Yan Mo's arms like sliding down a slide.

Good boy, you are throwing yourself into your arms.

The old mother was even more excited, but Garuda, who had rolled around, wanted to stand up, but he didn't know whether it was because he couldn't step on it or something, and he was always crooked and finally fell down again.

Jialouluo, who had fallen N times in Yan Mo's arms, had tears in his small eyes, and the little milk voice was aggrieved, "Auntie, you're so bad."

But Yan Mo was amused, good boy, why did you say that I was broken because you were drunk and couldn't stand up, "Zai Zai, what's wrong with Auntie?"

Garuda was stunned by this question for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he said aggrievedly, "Everything is bad, my aunt is bad, my brother is bad, bullying, bullying Garuda, no, don't let Garuda drink wine."

"belch."

A thick smell of alcohol came out of Garuda's mouth along with the voice.

Yan Mo slapped it funny, and didn't care about the little drunkard, she laughed and scolded "stinky baby" and planned to wash the little cutie in the hot spring outside, who knew that when she turned her head, she saw several pairs of Bulinbulin's Kazilan's big eyes Looking straight at her.

This guy suddenly startled Yan Mo, but fortunately, the guy in the back who got stuck in his own head didn't forget to look at his wife all the time, otherwise she would have to take Garuda with him to the ground.

"What are you guys doing?" It would be scary if it was late at night.

Several little guys said in unison, "Aunt Yan/Master/Shanzhu, we still want to drink!"

Hey, she is treating a group of drunkards.But they can't be left alone, she doesn't make much wine, and things like wine get more and more mellow.

But you can't refuse directly, "Want to drink?" The eyes of the little guys are full of longing, "Today is not enough, you drink the last bit, and I will see your performance in a while." Qiqi's small face drooped .

As if sensing the same emotions as him, Garuda jumped happily in Yan Mo's arms for an instant.

"Okay, don't be unhappy, let's go to the hot spring together, okay? And there are delicious preserved fruits~" Hey, if Hong Yun was not injured, he would definitely happily go to the hot spring with them. If you know that you have drunk most of the jar of wine unconsciously, you will definitely regret that you are not conscious.

I hope he recovers quickly, and nothing will happen again.

The two adults took a bunch of cubs to soak in the hot springs, ate all kinds of sweet and not greasy flower cakes and a variety of soft and easy-to-chew dried fruits, drank some wine, and the cubs enjoyed themselves in the hot spring again It can be said that it is very enjoyable to do dog paddle swimming.

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Time passed slowly, and Zhen Yuanzi had lived in the restaurant for quite some time.The other party arrived at Yinxuan Mountain the next day after receiving the message from Yan Mo, and spent most of the time guarding in Hongyun's room, and feeding Hongyun some liquid food or drinks that can increase spiritual power is also a township. It can be said that he is a real good brother.

After lying on the bed for almost a month, Hongyun is also slowly recovering. Her originally pale face gradually became rosy, and the spiritual power in her body gradually increased. From only being able to absorb the spiritual power in food, now the body automatically absorbs the spiritual energy in the air. , It can be said that this is a great improvement. Everyone is looking forward to Hongyun waking up soon, and Yan Mo also cooks Hongyun food that suits him in different ways.

Like millet porridge, pumpkin porridge, black rice porridge, eight-treasure porridge, yam shredded chicken porridge, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, green vegetable and mushroom porridge, these easy-to-swallow porridges are made all over the place, three meals a day, one big pot for each meal, Relying on the benefits of a practitioner's large appetite, the mission is to pour it into his body, which is why his face is rosy now. Is it bad to eat so much every day?

And it's not just porridge, there are also a lot of drinks after the porridge.Over the past few days, she has almost squeezed out the fruit rewarded by the system, but fortunately, she is probably waking up in the past two days.

On this day, Yan Mo still washed the rice, ignoring the words of the little guys that "every day I drink porridge, I will vomit", and planned to continue making porridge today. After all, this is the only food that Hongyun can eat at present. Tired, the chef didn't bother to do anything else, unless Hongyun appeared in the hall immediately, it would be possible to give them another meal.

It's meal time, Zhen Yuanzi is also in the hall.

While the little ones were howling, Zhen Yuanzi sat indifferently, and Tong Tian thoughtfully helped Yan Mo at the stove, Yan Mo put the washed rice into the rice cooker, and was about to press the porridge button.

Suddenly, a touch of red appeared in front of everyone.

"Oh, Mo, don't make porridge today, I'm tired of drinking buckets of porridge every day~" The rosy little face was full of joy and gratitude.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, they can change the recipe!

I believe everyone can guess who thought of these two sentences.

Since Hongyun doesn't want to drink porridge anymore, he can press the cooking button.

"Hongyun, do you have anything you want to eat? I'll definitely make it for you." She was very, very, very happy when her friend finally woke up. After all, Hongyun was the first friend she came to Honghuang to admit from the bottom of her heart, which is very important.

Hong Yun smiled, still as sunny as before, as if she had never been lying there dying.But they all know that things are different. Hong Yun, who has experienced life and death, seems to be a little more open-minded than before, open-minded about life.

"It's fine, as long as it's not porridge." Although he was lying there, his consciousness recovered a few days ago, but he couldn't open his eyes.Although he knew that it was thanks to the porridge that he was able to wake up from such a serious injury, he would still get tired of eating so much delicious food. He didn't want to drink porridge for hundreds of years.

"Then have boiled pork slices, pickled fish, potato chicken nuggets, braised pork ribs, and hot and sour potato shreds. You must like these flavorful dishes." The smiling eyes were full of joy, and he didn't ask Impatient to cook so many dishes.

The little guys cheered, the two people at the stove were busy, and none of them asked what happened to Hongyun. After all, eating is the most important thing now, and other things can be put aside for the time being. After so many days No.

The fragrant white rice is paired with a few big dishes that smell full of appetite. The big guy eats to his heart's content. A few little guys almost got into a fight because of the last chopsticks and ribs. Poor Garuda was hugged by his unreliable brother I didn't eat much delicious food at all, but fortunately Yan Mo took over and fed it later.

Everyone who was full of food and drink leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, holding a cup of rose tea in their hands and savoring it carefully.

All the leftovers on the table were taken away and replaced with melon seed snacks, and the chat mode started.

Several people didn't dare to bring up that topic, but Hong Yun knocked a melon seed and said it calmly.

"This time, Kunpeng and I were careless and were taken advantage of by those people. Fortunately, I could survive because of Yan Mo's agreement. However, I don't know where my wisp of primordial spirit went."

It's strange to say that the original agreement was to transfer his whole body to the restaurant. Who knew that when he woke up, he found that he lacked a strand of soul. Although it was not a big problem, the lack of soul caused his cultivation For the time being, I can only be stuck in Daluo Jinxian.

Hearing this, Yan Mo was thoughtful, could this be the so-called plot effect?