little ancestors in modern times

"Xiao Bei didn't seem to come back to sleep last night?"

Li Yuntian was a little uncertain about what he said. When Muguo knocked on the door, he had just put on his clothes in a daze. When he heard that Xiuer was coming, he hurriedly put on his shoes, washed up indiscriminately, and ran over to open the door. He glanced at Xiaobei's bed for a while, and then he seemed to see that the quilts were neatly folded, as if no one had slept on it.

What is it like!

Mu Guo felt that Junior Brother Yuntian was really unreliable, so he bypassed Li Yuntian and opened the door to see it himself.

"No one!"

Mu Guo nodded, "Where do you think Junior Brother Xiaobei is going after getting up like this?"

Li Yuntian felt that Mu Guo didn't listen to him seriously at all, "Brother, it's not that Xiaobei got up so early, but he probably didn't come back to sleep in this room last night!"

Mu Guo understood now, "Then Junior Brother Yuntian, where did Junior Brother Xiaobei rest last night?"

Li Yuntian was very transparent in some aspects, raised his hand and pointed to the next door, "No, Xiaobei should have slept in that room last night."

Mu Guo went over to knock on the door in doubt, "Xiao Bei, Xiao Bei, are you awake?"

There was so much movement outside the door early in the morning, Yan Mo opened his eyes quickly, with a cold light in his black eyes, lowered his eyelids, to confirm that the person in his arms had not woken up, and raised his hand to cover the soundly sleeping boy. Cover your ears to prevent the sound from outside the room from waking up the little boy.

Yan Mo thought that the people outside would leave soon, but he didn't expect that what was waiting was not the gradual restoration of silence outside the door, but Muguo's knocking and shouting.

damn it!

Yan Mo quickly withdrew his hand, closed his eyes, and pretended to be deeply asleep.

There was no movement inside the door, and Mu Guo knocked twice more uncertainly, "Xiao Bei, are you inside?"

Li Yuntian added on the side: "Xiu'er brought the cakes she made by herself. The cakes are delicious when they are hot. Xiaobei, get up quickly, let's eat cakes together."

Following the voices of the two people outside the door, the person in his arms began to move. Yan Mo tried his best to relax himself, so as not to let the other party find that he was pretending to be asleep. He didn't know why he pretended to be asleep instead of getting up calmly.

Yan Bei responded to the door, letting them go first, and then slowly opened his sleepy eyes to see the surrounding environment and his current situation clearly.

He counted sheep last night, counting what happened next, how could he sleep in this bed?

Yan Bei frowned, glanced at someone's face suspiciously, broke free from the arms around his body, sat up and kicked the other person, "Hey, wake up, it's time to get up".

Yan Bei thought for a while, and there were two situations: one was when he was really sleepy and climbed into bed by himself; the other was when he counted sheep until he fell asleep, and this person put him to bed.

No matter which one, he didn't seem to have any reason to be angry, anyway, the two of them didn't sleep without a bed.

Yan Bei was a little surprised that he reacted so calmly. Could it be that he became numb enough to get used to the saying that once he was acquainted once, and secondly, he became acquainted three times?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What was he thinking, Yan Bei quickly got rid of those messy thoughts.

After another kick from Yan Bei, Yan Mo woke up leisurely.

"You got up before a quarter of an hour last night. I thought you were going back, but I didn't expect that you didn't go out, but crawled on the bed in a daze. I wanted to remind you, but you pulled the quilt. Just fell asleep." The first thing Yan Mo said when he woke up was to explain to the little boy why he was on the bed.

Isn't this the first possibility I thought of, Yan Bei's expression became a little unnatural, and he thought of telling others to be honest, it was definitely not the same thing.

Although Yan Bei thought about it, he felt that the possibility was almost zero. Someone must be lying, but it would be naive to argue with such a thing.

In the end, Yan Bei could only eat Coptis chinensis dumbly, and gave the man an unhappy look, "Next time this happens, you can definitely wake me up."

Yan Mo nodded very cooperatively, "Well, I will wake you up next time."

When Yan Bei brought Yan Mo there, there was either praise or laughter in the yard.

Dean Situ saw Yan Bei with his sharp eyes, and hurriedly waved to him, "My dear apprentice, come quickly, Xiu'er has made some cakes for you to taste, it just so happens that you are also lucky, the cakes that Xiu'er made are from the palace. No royal chef can compare."

Yan Bei returned the little old man's faint smile. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he could smell the strong aroma of pastries. Just by smelling the aroma, he could guess that the taste should not be bad.The main reason is that people who make cakes have spent a lot of money. Some of the ingredients used are spiritual plants that contain a lot of spiritual energy. Such cakes are most loved by cultivators.

With cakes in his mouth, Li Yuntian agreed vaguely: "That's right, Xiaobei, come and eat, I'm not exaggerating, this is really the best cake I've ever eaten when I grew up, sweet but not greasy, Anyway, it’s better than my mother’s cooking.”

Xiu'er raised her head shyly and looked in the direction Yan Bei and the others came from. Of course, her eyes immediately fell on Yan Mo who was behind Yan Bei.

Everyone in the yard praised her delicious pastry together, but it was not as good as the man's praise. What Xiu'er wanted to hear was the man's praise, and she was still very confident in the pastry she made.

Under the eyes of everyone, Yan Bei picked up a tall white pastry made of petals and put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.He has some grudges against people who make pastries, but he hasn't even reached the point of sitting down. The food itself is not guilty.

The habit developed in that interface, Yan Bei respects food very much, and he expressed his opinion to the point, "Well, it's really delicious." Seeing that no one asked Yan Mo to eat, Xiu'er was a little anxious, but she was still a little angry. I don't want to take the initiative to talk to the man first, and I feel a little complaining in my heart: No one told you to eat, Yan Mo won't you take a piece by yourself?How could she sit there blankly and watch others eat, what should she do if she felt a little distressed!

No one knew what Xiu'er was thinking while twisting her veil over there, but someone finally did what she complained about.

After Yan Bei tasted the piece of snack in his mouth, he reached out and picked up another piece and handed it to the man beside him, and muttered in a low voice: "How old are you, everyone is eating, and I don't know how to eat with it, promise, don't say I'm sorry, I just tried this one, it's very good, um, you should try it too."

"Thank you", Yan Mo took the dim sum from the young boy's hand, and settled it in two or three bites. It was not like Yan Bei's sips of sips, it was more like a cow chewing peonies, anyway, Yan Bei seemed a bit wasteful Good food.

Yan Bei's thoughts couldn't help drifting away. It's not that this person didn't cook for him in the Supreme Heaven before. At that time, the relationship between the two was a little unhappy because of the matter of the seven spirits. He didn't taste the food made by this person carefully at all. , A few times, he swallowed the jujube in a perfunctory way. It may be that he showed a lack of interest in this aspect. The number of times this person cooks gradually decreased until he stopped doing it.

In fact, once the man also made a plate of pastries for him to eat. At that time, the two had quarreled again. He knew that the man sent the pastries to seek peace, but he felt that the man was overbearing and unreasonable, so he pushed the pastries out. I happened to see Da Jin looking at the bowl of pastries with a downcast face. In order to get angry with the man, he directly gave the pastries to Da Jin. I vaguely remembered that Da Jin praised the pastries as delicious as he ate them. He ate them raw. The best food ever.

Anyway, even now he doesn't believe it, the pastries are really as delicious as Da Jin said.But what Yan Bei didn't know was that because of eating that pastry, Da Jin was revenged by a man, and he suffered from abdominal pain for a whole week, and then he dared to eat Da Jin even after beating him to death.

"Xiao Bei, Xiao Bei, what are you thinking, why are you so dumbfounded?" Li Yuntian stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yan Bei's eyes.

Yan Bei came back to his senses, and stared at the hands covered in pastry crumbs in disgust. Li Yuntian seemed to realize that his hands were a little dirty, so he quickly took them back, "Xiaobei, there is another kind, the two made by Xiu'er. Desserts are super delicious, try them soon.”

"Well," Yan Bei stretched out his hand to another plate, and picked up an oval-shaped jasper pastry, but this time he didn't taste it first, but handed the pastry to the person next to him, and said: "Eat food with Taste it carefully, and don’t just take two bites and swallow it. This is not only a disrespect for the food, but also a disrespect for the person who cooked the food.”

What Yan Bei said later was actually speaking to himself. He regretted that he didn't take the food that the man cooked for him seriously.

Xiu'er cast a grateful look at Yan Bei with a twisted look, and hope was born again in her lost heart. She felt that the man didn't praise her pastry because he ate it too fast and didn't savor it carefully. Come out.

Xiu'er secretly fell into a kind of persistence and sincerity. She felt that if she didn't hear the man's praise today, she would be in a bad mood, and the two plates of pastries she got up early in the morning would become meaningless. .

Yan Mo took the pastry, doubts flashed in his eyes, the two were very close, he could clearly feel that the young boy's mood seemed to be a little strange just now.

why?Is it because I didn't taste the pastries he handed to me carefully?

This time Yan Mo did not behave like before, but followed the example of a young boy, eating bite by bite seriously, he didn't care about the taste of the food at all, his eyes were full of the appearance of a young boy eating .

It turns out that a person can make the action of eating so pleasing to the eye. Watching the little boy eat is even better than the deliciousness of the food itself. Things are cooked by him.

After Yan Bei ate another piece of pastry, he turned his head to look at the man, and found that he had only eaten half of the pastry in his hand. He said a little funnyly: "Even if the pastry is delicious, you don't need to sip it in small bites. After eating that small piece, I’ll get it for you if you want to eat.” Yan Bei didn’t remember at all that a man has hands, so he can take it by himself if he wants to eat, and he takes care of it very carefully.