Huo Fengyan: "Well, take me with you."

Wen Siran was surprised: "Is Brother Yan coming too?"

Jiang Xiao: "Forget it, I don't dare. The journey is long, and your old man won't agree. You should take good care of your health first."

Wen Siran: "Brother Yan, your health is important. If you miss me, come back next time when you are feeling better."

Huo Fengyan gave up.

He just wanted a way to leave here, as for the destination...it was naturally somewhere else.

A little kid with short legs came running out, gently grabbed his pants, and said in a baby voice, "Second Uncle, Second Uncle, I want to play flying chess. Can you come in and play with me?"

Huo Fengyan nodded.

Forget it. Before, no one dared to get within three meters of me in the world of immortal cultivation, but now I have become a playmate of a three-year-old child.

Huo Fengyan shook his head helplessly, covered his mouth and coughed twice, then walked into the house with his tall but weak body.

The two started playing flying chess.

The servant washed a plate of clean bayberries and placed it next to it.

The little guy loves to eat it so much that he can't hold a bayberry completely with his little hand. He can only hold half of it and eat it while shaking the dice.

His mouth and the edges of his clothes were covered with bayberry juice, and even some was on his face.

Later, the dice were also covered with it.

Huo Fengyan was indeed a little disgusted. He took out the paper beside him and wiped the little kid's hands and mouth without any gentleness.

"Uncle, I'll wipe it myself. Mom said that I can't let Uncle take care of me, so I have to take care of Uncle." The little girl dodged seriously. In fact, it was because Uncle's actions were too rude and it hurt her little face.

The little guy wiped it himself with a piece of paper, but it wasn't clean, so he continued to play.

Huo Fengyan: ...

It's very annoying to have mysophobia, but the other person is just a child, so there's nothing we can do.

"I don't want to play anymore." He stood up.

"Ah?" The little baby voice said disappointedly, "Second Uncle, you won't play flying chess with Ningning? Does Second Uncle dislike Ningning? Did Ningning not do anything well today? Second Uncle, can't Ningning change it?"

Huo Fengyan exhaled and sat down again, "Okay, I'll play with you till the end of this round and then I won't play anymore."

"Great." The little guy danced with joy, and then continued to eat bayberries, making the bayberry juice spill everywhere.

When Huo Fengqing and Jiang Yue came back, they saw that their daughter was as dirty as a little kitten.

"My dear, how come you eat like this?" Jiang Yue took out a wet tissue to wipe her daughter.

Huo Fengqing laughed and said, "What is this little guy eating? He is eating so happily."

Huo Fengyan called out calmly: "Brother, sister-in-law."

Little Milk Ball held up a bayberry in his hand, half eaten and the rest left, "It's bayberry! It's so delicious~ Ningning has never eaten such delicious bayberries~"

"Where did the bayberries come from?" Huo Fengqing looked at the few bayberries left on the plate. What a big bayberry, bigger than a ping-pong ball, bright red, with a very beautiful color. He picked up a bayberry and tasted it, "This bayberry tastes really good."

Jiang Yue also tasted one and said, "This bayberry is quite delicious."

The nanny who was taking care of the little girl was very good at reading people's expressions. Without waiting for anyone to ask, she said, "The bayberries were given to Master Feng Yan by someone else. They are obviously good. Ningning also likes them very much. She ate most of the plate."

This was something Jiang Yue and Huo Fengqing had not expected. After all, the little guy was three years old and was very picky about food. He was usually very picky about what he ate and would not touch anything that didn't taste good.

The problem of being picky about food is really giving Jiang Yue a headache.

The family even hired a chef to cook for their daughter, but they changed the chef every two or three days, and none of them could completely satisfy them.

Jiang Yue even taught herself to cook, but the little guy vomited when he saw the food before he even ate it... It would have been better to hire a chef.

Huo Fengqing reached out and scratched his daughter's nose. "Although bayberry is delicious, Ningning is still young. You can't eat too many bayberries. It's not good for your health."

Little Milk Ball's face turned serious. "These are bayberries that someone specially gave to Second Uncle. Second Uncle said they are very good and good for the body. So I share them with Ningning so that they won't be bad for the body."

Huo Fengyan took one in each hand and stuffed both into his mouth.

The little kid opened his eyes wide, puffed out his little mouth, had tears in his eyes, and looked a little angry.

But then she thought...it was her second uncle who ate it. If she got angry, what would she do if her second uncle didn't share the remaining bayberries with her? Well then. In order to continue eating bayberries, she decided not to get angry.

Huo Fengyan thought it was quite fun to make children angry.

Jiang Yue smiled. Only Feng Yan could cure this little ancestor's temper.

Huo Fengqing saw that the bayberry tasted really good, and then he remembered that a partner he was going to discuss cooperation with in a few days liked to eat bayberry, so he asked: "This bayberry tastes very good, Feng Yan, can you help me ask your friend where to buy it? It just so happens that one of my partners just said in the circle of friends a few days ago that he wanted to eat bayberry, I will send some to him."

"Let me ask."

"Okay, thank you for your help. I'll go upstairs and tell grandpa, then I'll take Ningning back."

Huo Fengyan: “Yeah.”

Huo Fengqing was also used to his second brother's indifference. After all, his second brother had been in poor health since childhood and could not participate in many activities. He stayed in the hospital all year round and they rarely saw each other. When they were together, everyone treated him as carefully as porcelain. The old man disciplined him a lot since he was a child, so his temperament became a little cold.

Little Milk Ball waved his hand: "Uncle, I will come to play with you tomorrow~"

Huo Fengyan: "You have to go to school tomorrow."

Little Milk Ball: “…” Second Uncle is a devil!

"Then you should leave some bayberries for Ningning, don't eat them all."

Huo Fengyan was helpless: "Okay."

Huo Fengqing and Jiang Yue also smiled helplessly and went upstairs to greet the old man.

Huo Fengyan went to the kitchen to get some bayberries. The servant beside him hurriedly stopped him and asked him to wash them, but Huo Fengyan stopped him and said, "No need."

Yangmei, who is full of spiritual energy, has lost some of its spiritual energy after being washed by these people before. It’s better for her to do it himself.

He rinsed it and carried it upstairs.

He returned to the room and started eating the bayberries that were full of spiritual energy one by one.

This bayberry was sent by Wen Siran. A fruit with such abundant spiritual energy, it should grow in a place with abundant spiritual energy, which is exactly what he needs.

However, he will have to wait until he finds the person first.

At this moment, Huo Fengyan thought of another thing.

Wen Siran contacted him today and told him about what happened to the boss. Because of the fruit rich in spiritual energy, he took the initiative to add the boss as his friend.

He opened WeChat and saw that his boss had not yet accepted the friend request.

He shook his head. Someone who worked so slowly wouldn't even be hired to sweep the floor in his Sky Palace.

The 'boss' himself was completely unaware of this and was currently cooking soup in the spiritual space.

Previous picnics were a bit of a slapstick affair.

This time, Xu Qingzhi specially prepared more pots, pans, and tools.

The duck has grown very tender and plump.

She held one in each hand, and the ducks became clean, hairless ducks, and then cut them into pieces.

The ducks you raise yourself don’t need to be blanched, and they don’t have that unpleasant smell of feed. Instead, they taste tender and fresh.

Add ginger slices, duck meat, pickled bamboo shoots she picked from her grandfather's house, and a few cinnamon twigs.

The sour bamboo shoots and duck soup is slowly simmering in the pot.

The crows and the big cat couldn't stand the smell of the sour bamboo shoots and duck soup and their mouths were watering.

"Gaga~" It smells so good! I can't stand it! (End of this chapter)