Chapter 386: The High Priest Wants to Take the Little Boy as His Apprentice
"It's delicious, but it's a little undercooked. It would be even better if it were stewed a little longer. I'm old and my teeth are not so good!"
The high priest held a big chicken leg in his hand and gnawed on it until his mouth was full of oil. After a few bites, he took a sip of wine. After a while, the big chicken leg was gnawed until only a bare bone was left, and the bowl of corn wine was also drunk up.
Second Uncle immediately filled the glass with wine and served us attentively. He also said, "I was worried you might be hungry, so I didn't cook the chicken for too long. I'll definitely cook the chicken for a little longer tonight."
"Kill a hen tonight, the meat will be soft and rotten."
The high priest made the request bluntly.
"OK."
The second uncle nodded repeatedly, saying that the chickens at home were raised to feed the high priest.
There was a whole pot of chicken, and almost half of it went into the high priest's stomach. However, the old man still had some conscience and left a chicken leg for his apprentice.
He drank half of the corn wine. Second Uncle Gong usually was reluctant to drink it, but today he was particularly generous and poured wine for the high priest.
Luo Xinxin didn't get to eat many pieces of chicken, but luckily Second Grandma cooked a lot of dishes, so she didn't go hungry.
The high priest, who had eaten and drunk his fill, burped contentedly, patted his belly, and went outside to bask in the sun while picking his teeth.
He had been eating mostly wild fruits these days, and his stomach was already empty. He was particularly satisfied with today's meal, as it replenished his body with a lot of oil and water, which would last him for several days.
"I seem to have forgotten something. I'm getting older and my brain is failing."
The high priest slapped his head, his tone very annoyed.
I clearly remembered it last night, but I forgot it as soon as I woke up. Alas, time is really unforgiving.
"Master, is it something important?" Li Long asked.
"It shouldn't be that important."
The high priest narrowed his eyes. It is easy to feel sleepy after eating. It is better to take a nap first and think about it later.
He just lay down on the chair and fell asleep. Li Long considerately took out a blanket and gently covered him with it.
Not long after, the high priest began to snore loudly. Although he was thin, his snoring was very loud, like thunder, and even Da Mao and Er Mao who were sleeping in the room were woken up.
Luo Xinxin washed the two brothers and brought them out to eat. They had a bowl of egg custard specially steamed by their second grandmother for each brother.
The room was a little chilly, but the sun was shining brightly outside, so Da Mao and Er Mao both liked to bask in the sun outside.
"Mommy, mommy, mommy.....eggs, eggs, eggs..."
Ermao smelled the fragrance of egg custard and jumped for joy in the cart.
Damao was relatively calm, but his eyes were fixed on the bowl in Luo Xinxin's hand, and he swallowed a few times without leaving a trace.
"Don't be impatient, let mom blow it cool before eating."
Luo Xinxin blew hard a few times. The egg custard was delicious, but it would burn her tongue easily. She had to blow on it a few more times, which was a bit troublesome.
“Mom, mom, mom…”
Ermao was so greedy that crystal saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth and he screamed loudly.
"Be quiet, Grandpa is sleeping. If you wake him up, Mom will beat you!"
Luo Xinxin frowned and taught Ermao a lesson, saying that his temper was too impatient and he needed to correct it from childhood, otherwise he would easily suffer when he grew up.
Ermao's big eyes were confused as he looked at the high priest a few times. The great-grandfather looked so strange and a little ugly. Who was he?
"Mom...ugly..."
Ermao pointed at the high priest and spoke with great difficulty. What he actually wanted to say was who the ugly grandpa was, but his ability was limited and he could only utter these few words.
“Bang!”
There was a crisp sound, a slap from Damaoai, and a stern glare.
Ermao touched the back of his head in confusion. It took him a long time to react and he pouted as if he was about to cry.
Damao glared at him warningly, and Ermao wiped back his tears. His expression became even more aggrieved, and he looked at Luo Xinxin eagerly, hoping that his mother could seek justice for him.
Luo Xinxin pretended not to see it and stuffed the cooled egg custard into Ermao's mouth. The delicious egg custard quickly healed Ermao's injured heart, and only the delicious food was left in his eyes.
Damao raised the corner of his mouth proudly. His younger brother was too stupid. He could be coaxed into submission with just one spoonful of egg custard. If it were him, he would need at least ten spoonfuls of egg custard.
Luo Xinxin concentrated on feeding the two brothers egg custard, one mouthful each, one by one. The two brothers ate very quickly. After a while, both bowls of egg custard were empty, and the residue stuck to the edges of the bowls was scraped clean.
"Mother……"
Ermao was still not full and was clamoring for another bowl.
This time Damao didn't do anything because he also wanted another bowl.
"Eat later."
Luo Xinxin disagreed. She said that children should eat small meals frequently, and only eat until they are 70% to 80% full at one meal. They should eat more meals a day. This can not only ensure nutrition but also prevent children from eating too much and becoming obese.
Ermao shouted a few times but got no response from Luo Xinxin. He thought he was shouting too softly, so he concentrated the energy in his dantian and prepared to shout louder, but then he was slapped again.
Damao withdrew his hand and looked at his brother with disgust, screaming so loudly.
“Ahhh…”
Ermao was furious and wanted to duel with his brother.
The two brothers were sitting in carts very close to each other, their four fat paws gesturing rapidly, and from time to time they would kick with their fat feet, fighting fiercely.
Damao closed his mouth, his expression was calm, and his eyes were disdainful. His tactics above and below were completely different. His hands were retreating, but his feet were kicking fast, hard and accurately.
Ermao was just the opposite. He screamed and swung his fat claws into phantoms, but he didn't hit them after a few hits. Damao dodged very quickly, and every time he kicked him, he would quickly retreat. Ermao's counterattack missed, and he screamed in anger.
"Ermao, if you want to fight, just fight. Can you please stop shouting?"
Luo Xinxin pressed her solar plexus hard several times, which made her head hurt. She was worried that she would wake up the high priest, so she wanted to cover her youngest son's mouth.
“Ahhh…”
Ermao was kicked again and was so angry that he stood up in the cart, his cheeks puffed up, his eyes round, his chubby hands supporting himself on the cart, his body leaning forward.
My brother is so bad, he is going to lose his temper!
But before Ermao could use his ultimate move, Damao retreated cleverly. He would not stay there and get beaten!
So, this was the scene in front of the Li family's house.
The two strollers were pushed around by the children like Hot Wheels, one running, one chasing, and Ermao shouting, it was very lively.
Luo Xinxin sighed and was about to catch the two brats, but was stopped by a thin black claw.
"Let them play, it's fun!"
The high priest woke up at some point and watched the two little ones playing with interest.
"Did the child wake you?"
Luo Xinxin asked embarrassedly.
"Go away and stop making noise!"
The high priest waved his hand impatiently, his eyes only focused on the two little ones, and he didn't care about anyone else.
Luo Xinxin curled her lips, and all her embarrassment disappeared. She went straight into the house and ignored the two annoying brats.
Anyway, the high priest is outside, so nothing will happen to the two children.
"Xinxin, when will the high priest treat Mr. Yang?"
Luo Weian came over, looking a little worried, because he didn't believe at all that the high priest who looked like an old charlatan had the ability to cure Mr. Yang.
He looked like a charlatan who was just trying to get free food and drinks. He didn't look like a good person at all. Luo Weian was very worried that Mr. Yang would die in the mountains. He was even more worried that he would be punished for it and might even lose his life here.
"I'll ask you later, what are you in such a hurry for?"
Luo Xinxin pressed the solar plexus. She hadn't had enough rest these days and had a severe headache.
"Xinxin, do you really believe that old charlatan can cure illnesses? I just don't think it's reliable. If he can't cure Mr. Yang, I won't eat peanuts, right?"
Luo Weian lowered his voice and expressed his concerns.
He doesn't care about Mr. Yang's life or death at all, he only cares about his own life!
"Don't judge a book by its cover. Take grandma, for example. She was beautiful when she was young, but she's actually just a bunch of chaff in her stomach, a red-lacquered toilet. Take you, for example. You look decent, but you're actually blind. You two are still quite a good match!"
Luo Xinxin retorted angrily.
Luo Weian looked embarrassed and felt bad, but he had to admit that his granddaughter was right. The old woman was just a red-painted toilet, and he was blind.
well!
"You're a great kid, be my apprentice!"
The high priest's sharp voice came from outside. Before Luo Xinxin could react, Luo Weian rushed out like lightning.
[The third update is completed, continue tomorrow]
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