Uncle Carl paused for a moment, then didn't open his mouth or drink.
"Oh dear, you're still embarrassed."
Seeing this, the raccoon nudged him and said, "With our relationship, we can just eat and drink as we please."
She shoved the spiritual essence directly into his mouth.
"You're welcome."
Uncle Carl: ...
The little raccoon rummaged through the talisman again, and took out a steamed bun made by the eldest brother and a leaf bigger than her paw. "Eat some of this, it'll keep you full."
"Is that a Langmu fruit?"
Uncle Carl recognized the rare and precious plant that had ripened from a leaf into a fruit at a glance.
"You know it very well."
The raccoon winked at him, "Eat up, these leaves are from our own garden."
Who could resist something offered to their mouth by an adorable raccoon that's even winking at them?
Uncle Karl ate the mango fruit and half a sesame seed cake in a half-hearted manner.
When Shang Yanting picked Xiong up from school in the afternoon, he forgot to tell them not to come again the next day.
How was your day?
Shang Yanting held the raccoon's little paw and asked a question.
He roughly understood Karl's refusal and concerns; he was naturally worried that Jia Xitong would be bullied there. If all else failed, he would have to go to more trouble to bring her to his side.
"Not bad."
Jia Xitong happily hummed the song she had been singing all day, "Uncle Carl bought me delicious cherry coconut juice."
Shang Yanting has been under a lot of pressure lately, but seeing Jia Xitong's happy face made him feel much more relaxed.
"And you? Have you given anything to anyone?"
He asked.
"Yes, I have."
Jia Xitong nodded, "I treated him to Langmu fruit and the flatbread made by my senior brother."
"Senior Brother is making pancakes?"
Shang Yanting was taken aback when he heard this. "He specially made it for you?"
"It was specially made for you."
Upon hearing this, Jia Xitong looked at him and said, "It's from the time we went to Guangkun Xuzhou. I still have a lot here. Do you want some?"
Pancakes for almost half a year...
Shang Yanting suddenly remembered, "No."
etc!
"You gave it to Karl?"
It wasn't just Carl who ate it.
Karl, Docar, and she herself all ate it.
The raccoon still doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. "You ate it the day before yesterday too, the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) bun."
Shang Yanting: ...
It can only be said that cultivators all possess incredibly powerful stomachs; he only realized today that he had been eating the flatbread from half a year ago. In fact, it wasn't just the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) flatbread; traces of his senior brother's flatbread were present in all kinds of pasta dishes these days.
Besides the flatbread, there probably isn't any other food that's been sitting out for half a year.
Shang Yanting thought about the raccoon's habit of collecting things but being reluctant to throw them away...
He reached out his hand to her.
Raccoon: What?
Shang Yanting: "Take out your Susanoo talisman and let me see it."
"don't want."
Jia Xitong reflexively pressed her handbag, "There are people's privacy inside."
Resistance was futile.
She was searched.
Shang Yanting didn't touch the talisman she used to hide her little treasure, but all the talismans used to hold food were seized.
Food and drink
They were piled up into a small mound; the dry rations were alright.
Some of them came with soup inside, and they were packed in various small wooden boxes. I have no idea where she got them from.
The most outrageous one was a roasted rabbit that had been eaten down to its skeleton and still had a grotesque head.
Shang Yanting stared at the rabbit head in silence for a long time, "...Where did you dig this up from?"
Raccoon: "We caught this during our training."
Shang Yanting: "Experience?"
Little Raccoon: "Back when I was at Holy Capital Academy, I went with my senior brothers, and there were a few peaks competing together."
Even after so long, Jia Xitong still speaks of it with great familiarity.
That happened so many years ago!
Shang Yanting took a deep breath; cleaning up her magic charm was an urgent matter.
Jia Xitong struggled, but was suppressed.
Overnight, two-thirds of the supplies in the food container were gone. That day, she felt like she had lost something...
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Uncle Karl may have an ordinary job, but he was a true workaholic. For hundreds of years, he had been going back and forth on this street of Dingtian Academy day after day.
However today
He skipped work, which is unusual for him.
The reason was that Dokar had eaten something bad and had been running around all night.
The raccoon was brought over again, while Dokar was still lying in the stable.
Uncle Carl sat in the yard, ignoring Shang Yanting who had brought the bear, and closed his eyes to take a nap.
"Or maybe we should go back."
Upon seeing this, Shang Yanting hesitated and said...
"Shang Yanting, you should go back. Ah, go back."
The raccoon stood in front of the yard gate, waving for him to leave.
What happened last night was so infuriating that she didn't really want to see him today.
After chasing Shang Yanting away, the raccoon squeezed through the gap in the wooden fence.
"Uncle Karl!"
Uncle Carl ignored her.
Jia Xitong wasn't upset by this. She ran around the yard and then went to the stable.
"Dokar, you have the day off today?"
Docar responded with a buzz.
Uncle Carl finally opened his eyes when he heard the noise inside. "Don't feed it today, it had diarrhea last night."
Have loose bowels?
No wonder the stable smelled like poop.
Upon hearing this, Jia Xitong took out the squeaky grass she had picked on the road, "Is this not allowed either?"
With a whoosh, a long, thin tongue swept across her claws, and the Squeak Grass was already swallowed by Dokar.
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