Prehistoric: Human race at the beginning, stable for 100,000 years

Some time later, the Ziyi tribe and the Northeast tribe.

"Brother Ji Heng!" Chang'e lay on the table, rubbed her eyes, and said in surprise.

"Hey, did you fall asleep while reading again?" Ji Heng raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Of course!" Chang'e proudly raised her white neck and smiled, as if she was waiting for praise: "We have always studied hard!"

After saying that, Chang'e also took out a lot of homework and placed it on the table: "We have done all the homework!"

"Really?" Ji Heng blinked and rubbed Chang'e's head: "Not bad, not bad, worthy of praise."

Ji Heng was a little surprised. Chang'e actually did all the homework. According to normal circumstances, she should have done it without moving a word. Just as he was thinking about it, Ji Heng took back his hand, randomly pulled out a few papers, and looked at them. s answer.

Chang'e, on the other hand, squinted her eyes with some enjoyment. Although Ji Heng's hand was taken away, her face was still slightly rosy, as if she was savoring the lingering warmth.

However, before Chang'e could enjoy it for half a minute, Ji Heng's hand came up again, but this time it was not a rubbing, but a fist!

"Tell me, who did you find to work for you?" Ji Heng stared at Chang'e with his dead eyes, helplessness written on his face.

"Oh! We didn't ask anyone to work for us!" Chang'e covered her head and pouted, her big watery eyes seemed to be filled with mist: "They really did it voluntarily, I promise!"

"Okay." Ji Heng moved his hands together and rubbed Chang'e's head: "You girl, if you don't do the homework well, you really dare to ask someone to help you. This is very useful knowledge. .”

"Hmph!" Chang'e knocked Ji Heng's hand off, pouted, with tears in her beautiful eyes, lowered her head and looked away from Ji Heng, and whispered in a low voice: "Brother smelly, I finally came back, and I don't know. If you feel sorry for your sister, you know how to bully her!"

"Harmful." Ji Heng sighed helplessly, then walked behind Chang'e and combed his hair: "Never again, you must remember these things firmly. It was very dangerous in the prehistoric times."

At this time, Chang'e's eyes flashed with a hint of pride. Sure enough, this is what our brother can't stand the most. It is my victory, Chang'e, to defeat my brother in the big battle! ! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Chang'e was just halfway happy when she noticed something strange. She closed her nose and sniffed lightly. The smell of brother Ji Heng was a bit strange. This smell, this smell... It's over, it's over, it's over, we've been stolen. Home! There’s more than one! There’s more than one! Hey! There are at least three female fairies in this chaotic aura!

Thinking of this, Chang'e could no longer hold back her tears, and drops of pearls fell on her fairy skirt.

"Eh?" Ji Heng asked confused: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Brother Ji Heng, tell me honestly!" Chang'e stood up and looked at Ji Heng pitifully: "Are you looking for another goblin outside? Do you not love your dearest sister anymore? How can you find her? Other fairies!”

"???" Ji Heng was confused, but he realized it in an instant. Well, it's time to upgrade the method of condensing breath. No, no, no, I have to explain it to Chang'e first: "Ahem, why, you noticed it on me. Is there someone else’s scent?”

Chang'e didn't speak, but stared at Ji Heng with aggrieved eyes.

Damn it! It’s the look we can’t stand the most!

Ji Heng cleared his throat and slowly said, "Okay, brother, I did meet a few fellow Taoists on the road this time."

Chang'e's eyes seemed to have flames burning: "Who is it!"

It seems like some strange switch has been triggered.

"It's a long story. We started from this way that day..."

"Ji Heng!" Chang'e stamped her feet, her eyes full of grievance and disappointment: "How about you start talking about Pangu's creation of the sky?"

Ji Heng: A suffocating feeling like a python wrapping around me.

The corner of Ji Heng's mouth twitched, and you were disappointed, but the younger sister you raised could only obey: "In the East China Sea, my brother was arranged by your uncle and met these four Taoist friends. One of them was a man. Three girls, the girl is a sister with the same origin, just like the triplets of our human race, the boy is the sworn brother of the three of them, they were being hunted down at the time..."

Half an hour later, Ji Heng sat on the table and took a sip of tea. Chang'e pinched his shoulders behind him: "Brother Heng, are you satisfied?"

"Not bad, not bad." Ji Heng nodded with enjoyment: "Move to the left and use more force."

"Okay, okay!" Chang'e followed Ji Heng's instructions, then blinked her eyes and said miserably: "Can you forgive us? Brother Ji Heng, we really didn't mean to say that."

"Really?" Ji Heng took another sip of tea: "But I still feel uncomfortable."

"Brother Ji Heng!" Chang'e said pitifully: "Do you think I'm easy to bully, so you keep bullying me like this?"

"Yes, yes!" Ji Heng nodded and said with a smile: "Why did some people not listen to a word just now?"

"We were wrong, please forgive us!" Chang'e put her arms on Ji Heng's shoulders, placed her chin on top of Ji Heng's head, and said coquettishly: "We really know we were wrong, we can send four!"

"Looking at how sincere you are." Ji Heng paused for a moment before saying, "I can't help but forgive you."

"Okay!" Chang'e jumped to the edge of the lake: "Little fish, little fish, don't blame us. Who told our brother to forgive us? You can only let our brother have a good meal. .”

"stop!"

Ji Heng shouted and quickly stopped Chang'e.

Dashachun, what are you going to do! I forgive you, but you still want to harm me? What a strange yandere attribute, murdering his own brother.

"Oh! Brother, if you believe me, I really know how to cook!"

"Stop, stop!"

...an hour later.

Ji Heng looked at the table of delicious food in front of him and fell into confusion. He rubbed his eyes, looked at the food, and then looked at Chang'e who was holding her chin in her hands with an expectant look on her face, then looked at the food again, and then looked at it again. Look at Chang'e, with her hands under the table, she is frantically calculating whether this thing was made by Chang'e, whether our Chang'e is Chang'e, and whether her body has been taken away!

But obviously, the answer is that the person in front of me is Chang'e, and Chang'e also made this dish.

"Why don't you eat?" Chang'e urged: "Now we can really cook. Don't worry, brother Ji Heng. We learned from the most powerful chef in our Ziyi tribe."

Ji Heng was doubtful. Maybe the dish just looked delicious?

There are six dishes in total. The number has no meaning. I just made six good dishes. There are charcoal-roasted lamb legs made from the spirit sheep specially bred in the back mountain, braised spirit fish, scallion-flavored short ribs, and a bowl of haggis. Noodles, a pot of black chicken soup, and... Is this kidney flower? It seems to be fried, and yes, there are lamb kidneys and pork kidneys.

With an uneasy mood, Ji Heng swallowed nervously, and then picked up a piece of kidney that was least likely to be unpalatable.

When the kidneys entered your mouth, it was extremely delicious. This cooking skill was much better than that of Ji Heng himself. He added a piece of ribs, a small chicken drumstick, and some noodles. They all tasted very delicious!

Thank God! Our sister has become a chef!