Chen Qi and Lu fought hard to look at the little monk who was so happy that he was drinking.

He forced the roasted rabbit legs into his mouth without any taste.

In one mouthful, the two guys' faces changed rapidly. They used the power of the nine ox and two tigers and the courage of the universe to swallow the black rabbit leg meat...!

"How does it taste?" Qiao Mu asked at the two of them with a serious look on his face.

"Okay, okay."

Fortunately, your sister! Even in those years when I was exiled to Beiwang Valley, eating nutritional pills mixed with rain water every day was a little better than this rabbit leg meat.

Looking at the little monk next to him eating with relish, the two old men became more and more depressed.

It turns out that the skills of the second-generation leader of his family are so poor. He had boasted about Haikou and said that he would make a good meal for them!

Is this OK?

It's not as good as the pot of radish soup held in the little monk's hand.

When the little monk saw the two old men's eyes floating towards him, he hurriedly held his own small soup pot, walked to the side with his short legs, and sat down and ate.

It’s shameful that monks are compassionate!

The two old men secretly complained to themselves in their hearts, stiffened their faces and put down the rabbit legs in their hands.

"Why, I won't eat it after taking a bite?"

"No, no!" Chen Qi laughed awkwardly, "Second generation leader, you bake so deliciously. We, cough, don't want to eat it all at once, and have to save it and digest it well."

"Yes, yes." Lu Zheng rarely joined the united front with Chen Qi this time, and frequently said, "That's right. The second-generation leader." Just let us go!

Qiaomu glanced at them and snorted, "That's OK."

After saying that, he took out two plates of side dishes and two bowls of rice from the inner food box and handed them to Mo Lian a pair of chopsticks.

Chen Qi's eyes were almost glaring out, "No, the second-generation leader, we can eat rice too..."

"Oh, didn't you two say you wanted to eat barbecue?" Qiaomu said calmly, "I think you two have enough to share that barbecue, so we won't snatch it from you."

"We'll just eat these."

Looking at the two dishes that Qiao Mu pointed to, jade tofu and vinegar fish fillets, then the crystal clear sacred rice in the bowl.

The two old people were almost bursting with tears.

Only then did they realize that Lord Qiao Qiao deliberately wanted to repair them.

The rabbit meat must have been deliberately burnt!

If Qiao Mu knew the two people’s feelings, he would definitely tell the two guys expressionlessly: Sorry, since I was a child, I just don’t have good cooking skills.

After lunch, the few people set off again. After two quarters of an hour, they arrived at the foot of Yunxiading Mountain, in front of a small village.

Qiaomu looked up at the black plaque hanging at the entrance of the village, with two big words "happiness" written on it.

Chen Qi finally had a little sincere smile on his face, "It's great. When I came back here again, I found that the place where Yunxiading is strong."

Qiaomu looked around and said, "Is there anyone living in this village?"

"How come there is no one? In the past, this area was the most prosperous area in the nearby villages. There were hundreds of families living in the village." Chen Qi said this and his voice paused slightly.
Chapter completed!