I've Become a Yokai Flower

"Oh, it's over."

Before the wild boar skin covered Feng's body, Bi'anhua put her hands in front of Kikyo and said, "The king of the forest will be gone before he appears."

"Ah~ My right to inherit the throne has been taken away by my vicious sister!" Seeing this, Feng also acted like Bi'anhua, pretending to want to cry without tears, not to mention, it looks like that.

You two are sick and still put this online?

Kikyo put away the wild boar skin, and planned to sell it in Renjian City after a while, and it was estimated that he could earn some food money.

Crying Liao, Kikyo finally took care of the family.

"What do we have for lunch?"

Immediately, Feng asked again.

"Call the lovely and charming sister Hua, and I'll cook something delicious for you!" Bi'an Hua stretched out a hand, pointing at Feng.

"Lovely and charming sister Hua!"

Maple shouted naturally.

Anyway, if you have a meal, what dignity do you want?

"Very good, I'll make it for you in the evening, and eat the dishes made by bellflower at noon."

Bianhua said happily.

"Ah~ Do you still have to wait until night?"

Hearing this, Feng immediately felt regretful.

"Are you dissatisfied with the dishes I cook?"

Kikyo couldn't help squinting slightly at this.

Deep stare, stare at...

"No, no, no, sister, don't let your imagination run wild." Although I really don't want to say it, but your cooking is really not as good as sister Hua's.

Facts have proved that Feng really wants to tell the truth.

But I was afraid that my sister would teach me a lesson if I said it.

After taking the meat into the kitchen, Bi'anhua started to chop the meat with Xueli's ice knife. Kikyo asked suspiciously, "Don't you cook until evening?"

"There are so many people in the family, if you don't prepare in advance, there will be no time at night."

Bianhua answered as a matter of course.

"Well, that's exactly what I said."

Looking at Bianhua's serious back, Kikyo felt that she never got tired of seeing it. After she took Chihaya back to her room, she cooked with her and cooked a pot of broth by the way, or pork bone soup?

Anyway, Bianhua told her about the process, and Bellflower only needs to be responsible for doing it. In the small kitchen, the atmosphere was once warm.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the village...

"Boom, boom, is anyone there?"

White Wolf knocked on the door, but the door was too hot to knock, so she simply dubbed herself and asked inside the room.

"...Sister White Wolf?"

Shancha came out from the house.

"Master Bi'anhua asked me to give this to you. I hope you don't disappoint the New Year too much." The white wolf didn't know what he had heard at the time, anyway, few of the words he relayed to the villagers now were correct.

After finishing speaking, the white wolf handed the boar meat to Shan Cha. The meat was tied up with a red string, and the packaging was finished.

Judging from the tie method of the flower knot, it is estimated that it was made by snow road.

"En! We won't spoil the fun, remember to say thank you to Sister Hua for us." After nodding deeply, Shan Cha waved to White Wolf.

"Meow~"

The flower cat jumped on top of Camellia's head.

"Ahh~"

The white wolf hugged the cat and rubbed it wildly, listening to the melodious ringing of the bell.

"Meow, meow meow meow!"

The cat uses "Crazy Scratch". ...

At night, there are stars, the deep darkness does not cover the world today, the clouds and smoke drift away, the moon is thousands of miles away, and it intersects with the lights of the village, only a transparent light.

Lanterns are hung all over the mansion, from both sides of the gate to the zashiki inside the house, and there is a lantern ghost running around with almost no gaps covered by darkness.

Inside the zashiki, Bailang was sitting at the table, putting his hands into the wooden basin and kneading the dough.

Xuelu approached and noticed that there was dough the size of an ordinary person's half-length in the wooden basin. He was very surprised and said: "Wow~ You are really willing to part with it. Today's meal may not be the same as in previous years."

"Our appetite is not so small."

In this regard, Bianhua retorted.