After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

After the mutton is processed, it is placed on a special iron rod and roasted. The charcoal fire burns evenly in the stove, fully bringing out the deliciousness and original flavor of the meat. The aroma of the fat can be smelled from a long distance away.

When Jiang Yan brought Yingyi and Yingjiu over, Yingjiu's eyes lit up and he couldn't take his eyes off the slices of meat on the square stove.

"cough."

Only after Yingyi reminded him did he retract his gaze and saluted Lou Jingyu together.

Lou Jingyu asked them to get up and move around on their own without having to stay here.

Ying Jiu waved to Ying Shiyi, apparently wanting to chat with him.

Ying Shiyi said something to Lou Jingyu and then walked towards him and asked, "Where are the others?"

"Ying Wu and the others have a mission to complete. The commander asked Ying Er to celebrate the festival with the shadow guards in the back mountain and watch over them and not let them drink."

Ying eleven nodded.

Drinking alcohol is a big taboo for shadow guards. After all, they need to be vigilant and defensive at all times. Although they can relax a little on days like this, it is still better not to touch alcohol easily.

Ying Shiyi suddenly thought that he had grown up but still didn't know what wine tasted like.

Besides, the master doesn't drink alcohol on weekdays. I wonder if the master will give him osmanthus wine tonight?

He saw Yingjiu kept touching his stomach and guessed that he was hungry, so he took out a plate of roasted meat and gave it to him to eat first.

Yingjiu felt embarrassed. He was three or four years older than Yingshiyi, but he had to rely on Yingshiyi to take care of him.

But we are all colleagues, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

"Thanks."

He was indeed hungry. Although today was Mid-Autumn Festival, he still trained in the morning.

I haven't eaten since this morning, and the two buns I had in the morning have long been digested.

But with the leader and commander around, Ying Jiu didn't dare to act presumptuously. He held the plate and tried to pull Ying Shiyi aside.

Ying Shiyi glanced at Lou Jingyu.

Lou Jingyu naturally didn't want to force him to chat with others. He hoped that Eleven would be happy and do whatever he wanted.

"Go if you want," he said.

He also took a small plate of roasted beef and gave it to Ying Shiyi, asking him to take it over and eat while chatting.

Only then did Ying Shiyi and Ying Jiu go over to the lake and sit down.

"Have you reconciled with the master?" Ying Jiu asked.

He went out on a mission a few days ago. Before he left, Ying Shiyi was still depressed and brooding over trivial matters, but now it seems like they have reconciled.

"I didn't quarrel with my master, and there is no talk of reconciliation."

Ying Shiyi ate a piece of beef and found the meat was very tender and delicious.

Ying Jiu started laughing, and his round eyes narrowed into slits, teasing him.

Ying Shiyi didn't say anything to him and focused on eating.

Yingjiu knew that he was not good at being teased, so he stopped talking and started talking about his recent mission and complained to Yingshiyi for a long time.

"I have to go there again in two days." He sighed as he said this and turned to look at a black figure in the crowd.

But if it weren't for this mission, he wouldn't have had so much contact with Yingyi.

Ying Shiyi thought about it and gave him an idea.

"You can go find your partner, Ying Shi. She has a keen sense of hearing and a delicate mind. Go find the commander first to get the topographic map, and then set up surveillance."

Ying Shiyi picked up a willow branch and drew on the ground for Ying Jiu to see.

"Then you just need to cooperate with each other."

Ying Jiu's eyes lit up. It turned out that this was possible. This gave him a lot of inspiration.

He chattered a lot, and after talking about these things, he told Ying Shiyi about what he saw and heard during this mission.

Ying Shiyi spoke little, listened attentively, and responded from time to time.

Not far away, Lou Jingyu looked through the bushes at him and Ying Jiu chatting by the lake. The young man had a faint expression on his face. He nodded from time to time and uttered a few words from time to time, "Keep Away", and was not at all gentle as he was in front of him.

This difference made him feel itchy and he wanted to hold the person in his arms again.

The roasted lamb was ready, and Duan Chunhui's barbecue was also ready, so Lou Jingyu called Eleven back for dinner.

"Master." Ying Shiyi trotted over and was held in Lou Jingyu's arms.

"Are you hungry?" Lou Jingyu asked.

Ying Eleven shook his head, then nodded and said honestly, "A little bit."

Lou Jingyu let him go, ate the remaining pieces of beef on his plate, wiped his hands with a hot towel, and took him to the table to sit down and eat.

There are many people today, so the dining table is made by putting two tables together so that there is enough space.

The dim sum had been taken away, and the hot and cold dishes were placed in the middle. The stir-fried dishes and soups were still steaming, and there were about twenty or so dishes in total.

The rest of the grilled meat and skewers were placed on small plates, with one in front of each person.

The cook had just taken the roasted lamb off the pole and asked Lou Jingyu how to divide it.

Lou Jingyu asked him to cut off a roasted leg of lamb and distribute the rest to everyone.

He personally cut two plates of meat from the lamb leg, placed one in front of Ying Shiyi, and sent the other to Uncle Jiang.

It was enough for him and Ying Shiyi to eat one plate together.

The roasted lamb leg is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, golden, soft and sizzling with oil. The aroma of the spices makes it even more mouth-watering, and your taste buds will enjoy it with every bite.

Lou Jingyu used a small pancake, added green onions and a sauce seasoned with spices, wrapped the lamb and put it to Ying Shiyi's mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

Ying Shiyi swallowed it in one gulp and nodded.

He felt that the cooking skills of the Chiyang Sect chef were the best he had ever tasted, but more importantly, it was because of the atmosphere at the moment.

He looked around and saw that everyone was enjoying the food and chatting with people around them from time to time. This relaxed, joyful and lively atmosphere was something he had never experienced before.

Especially when his master was by his side, looking at him so tenderly, it seemed as if time slowed down for him.

Ying Shiyi didn't have a big appetite. He was full after eating a few bites of food, drinking a bowl of soup, and eating some barbecued meat.

Lou Jingyu ate up the remaining roasted lamb leg on the plate. Knowing that they would not be comfortable eating with him here, he took Ying Shiyi and left first.

The sun had begun to set, and the sky was slowly being dyed with orange-red glow.

Ying Shiyi was a little full. The barbecue was really delicious. He hadn't eaten it for a long time, so he couldn't help but eat a little too much.

Lou Jingyu laughed and touched his stomach, finding that he was indeed full.

So he took Ying Shiyi for a leisurely walk by the lake, and only walked back after night fell.

The lanterns hung during the day were lit with candles, emitting bright light in the night, and the color of the lantern paper reflected unusual light and shadow effects.

These lanterns are well-made and look even better than the ones Ying Shiyi had seen in the night market before.

Lou Jingyu looked at Ying Shiyi who couldn't take his eyes off the lanterns on the bamboo raft, and took this opportunity to ask his servants to bring up the things he had prepared.

Then he called Ying Eleven.

"master?"

Ying Shiyi turned around and what caught his eye was a rabbit lantern in Lou Jingyu's hand.

The little rabbit is lifelike and more delicately made than ordinary lanterns. If you ignore the flickering candlelight inside, it looks just like the real thing.

It seems like it will run away if you put it on the ground.

"So beautiful." Ying Shiyi's eyes were shining with tiny lights illuminated by the lanterns.

Lou Jingyu touched his face, looked at the boy's happy expression, and handed him the lantern pole.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, November 1st," he said.