Master, are you married?

Jing Miao woke up before dawn on the second day. In fact, he hadn't gotten used to bigu for half a year, but thinking that he was not alone on the peak, he mixed rice and water to cook porridge.

People usually only eat two meals for lunch and dinner, but Jing Miao is used to eating three meals. Over the years, he has already known clearly that the porridge is almost the same as the level of swordsmanship practice.

So after his daily grooming, he practiced a set of swords. The rice porridge was cooked just right. Jing Miao didn't really want to eat porridge. There is no more desire.

The porridge jar was brought to the table, and Jing Miao divided three bowls and spoons. Thinking about it, she felt that it was really shabby, so she dug out the jar of pickles and picked some more—it was prepared by the disciples in Tuomen many years ago. , and new ones are delivered every month; along the way, I fried a few egg rolls, and there will be no more.

Jing Miao looked at the two simple side dishes, and sighed deeply, wishing she could go down the mountain and ask how to make deep-fried dough sticks.

But after all, he came to cultivate immortals, not to be a cook. After thinking about it, Jing Miao sat down calmly, filled three bowls of porridge and set them aside to cool off.

After a while, Xie Dao brought Yu Simeng to come together, Xie Dao sat down in his robe, watched Yu Simeng struggling to climb up to the seat, and said: "I see that you are not in the house, and there are traces in the kitchen. I know you're here."

"Master, why do you want to go to the kitchen..." Jing Miao asked with a complicated expression. A man who couldn't even use chopsticks well wanted to enter the kitchen.

Xie Dao took it for granted and said: "Although you and I have bigu, Simeng has not yet achieved such a level of cultivation. Naturally, we should find some food for her. I have seen mortals cook with a fire, and it is not difficult."

Yeah, it's not that hard...

Jing Miao slowly took a spoonful of white porridge to drink, and thought to himself: Don't blow up the kitchen until there are no dead bodies left.

Yu Simeng was small, and only the upper half of her face was exposed when sitting on the seat, she looked a bit difficult, she blinked her eyes, looking a little at a loss.Jing Miao noticed, but before he could speak, Yu Simeng quickly climbed onto the chair and sat down on her knees, her height was just right at the moment.

The little girl is smart.Jing Miao secretly thought.

"Master." Yu Simeng hugged the porridge bowl with her small hands, looked up at Jing Miao, then turned her head to ask thanks, and said in a soft voice, "Can I be as good as senior brother in the future? However, grandpa said that Mengmeng is very stupid, isn't this difficult to learn?"

This made Xie Dao subconsciously look up at Jing Miao, seeing that Jing Miao's expression had not changed, just drinking the porridge with his head down, occasionally pickling pickles with chopsticks, he inserted the egg rolls into Jing Miao with his serving chopsticks In the empty disc in front of Yu Simeng, he said lightly: "It's not difficult to learn, your brother is diligent, if you want to study hard, you should work hard in the future, but what do you want to do after learning?"

Jing Miao swears that looking at the egg roll with holes, she doesn't want to laugh at all.

"I think it's so majestic!" Yu Simeng opened a pair of round and bright eyes, withdrew her left hand from the rice bowl, rested her chin on one hand, and said longingly, "That sword sounds so good to the words of senior brother. Mengmeng sent her down the mountain, and Mengmeng also wanted to show off to grandpa."

Jing Miao saw that the two of them were chatting happily, and suddenly remembered Duan Chunfu, and didn't know what happened to him after he went down the mountain, and suddenly realized that the porridge, which was originally delicious, didn't taste good. I put it down, but after thinking about it, I ate the egg roll with a hole.

But he didn't know that Xie Dao had been paying attention to him, and seeing that he had lost his appetite, he stopped eating; Yu Simeng was still young, so he was full after drinking half a bowl of porridge and two pieces of boiled eggs.

Jing Miao took a look and saw that Yu Simeng was no longer ready to eat. He and Xie Dao had originally eaten with Yu Simeng, so they stood up and cleaned up.

After the meal, Xie Tao taught Yu Simeng how to practice swords. He broke a wooden branch on the spot and used a set of sword moves. Then he handed the wooden branch to Yu Simeng and told her to learn how to practice.He himself just lay down on the crooked old tree, took out a piece of wood and a carving knife from his sleeve, and carved a small wooden sword for Yu Simeng.

Jing Miao used the water technique to clean the dishes. He has practiced water spells the best over the years, because he eats shaved ice in summer and washes dishes on weekdays. skilled.He set the dishes, took Zhen Que out to look at Yu Simeng, the little girl was practicing sword, Xie Dao was lying on the tree, looking indifferent, not very caring.

He stood on the spot and looked, the little girl is very proficient in sword practice, and he thought she had a solid foundation, Jing Miao looked away, and went back to the room to meditate——

"Xiao Miao."

Xie Dao suddenly called him, Jing Miao turned to look at Xie Dao, then slowly turned around: "Master?"

"Duan Chunfu is fine recently."

Xie Dao jumped down from the tree, stared at Jing Miao, and said this lightly, after he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Jing Miao, walked up to Yu Simeng, walked into the sword move and helped Fu Yu Simeng's forearm explained to her: "Raise up, have you memorized all this set of sword moves?"

"Remember." Yu Simeng replied crisply.

Jing Miao hadn't recovered yet, all she could think about was Xie Dao's words, Xie Dao never lied, he said that frivolousness was fine, of course it was fine... But why did he know about Duan Chunfu's recent situation.Jing Miao suddenly turned her head to look at Xie Dao, only to see him holding Yu Simeng's hand and teaching her how to practice the sword, and the answer slowly emerged in her heart.

Xie Dao is always like this, he treats a person well, always as a matter of course.

Jing Miao's heart sank slowly, feeling both ashamed and complicated, so she slowly squeezed out three words: "Thank you, Master." He just turned around and left after saying that.

Yu Simeng tilted her head to look at Jing Miao's back, she just felt that her senior brother who was not expressing emotions or expressions was elusive, even more difficult to get close to than her master.When Jing Miao entered the room and was nowhere to be seen, Yu Simeng raised her face innocently and asked thanks: "Master, why does senior brother always look unhappy?"

"Your senior brother is a difficult person to please." Xie Dao smiled slightly, "It's not that he's unhappy, he's just..."

Xie Dao was stunned for a moment, suddenly felt a lump in his throat, and was speechless for a while, he thought carefully about Jing Miao's really happy face, unexpectedly, there was only the moment when Jing Miao threw himself into his arms with joy for the first time, and nothing else .

"Just what?" Yu Simeng blinked, puzzled.

Xie Dao was silent for a long time, and then said after a while: "It's just that there is nothing in this world that makes him happy. Half a year ago, his only friend also left him."

Yu Simeng was young and ignorant, so she felt sympathetic when she heard this: "That senior brother is really pitiful."

"Yes." Xie Dao murmured, "He is really pitiful."