Seeing Lu Qingzhou still leaning against Su Qingyao's door, she couldn't help but wonder, "Hey, handsome Lu, how many rooms did you book?"
Lu Qingzhou smiled slightly and said unhurriedly, "Four rooms."
Leng Yue glanced at the people present, counted on her fingers, and asked in confusion, "That doesn't seem right. Zhouzhou, Momo, and her grandma share a room, and the three of us each have a room. So where is your room?"
Lu Qingzhou rolled her eyes at her and said seriously, "Do I need to book a room?"
"Then where do you live?" Leng Yue pressed.
Lu Qingzhou glanced at her and teased, "Why are you asking about my room? Are you up to something?"
Leng Yue felt a pang of panic. Yes, what business was it of hers where he slept?
She then rolled her eyes at Lu Qingzhou, feigning composure, and said with a look of disdain, "Tch, you're overthinking it."
After saying that, he changed the subject, saying, "How about we go fishing later?"
Lu Qingzhou thought for a moment, and fishing seemed like a good idea, so he patted his chest and said, "Sure, it'll let you see my fishing skills."
Just as Leng Yue was about to retort, Zhang Ruoshui led Zhouzhou and Momo over, who were hopping around happily.
“Son, your two little ones are hungry,” Zhang Ruoshui said with a smile.
Lu Qingzhou bent down, squatted in front of Zhouzhou and Momo, and asked softly, "Shall we go eat first?"
"Now that you mention it, I do feel a bit hungry. Oh, right, I just glanced over there and saw an open-air stove with a lot of firewood. We can make a wood-fired chicken." Leng Yue said excitedly.
Lu Qingzhou glanced at her and reminded her, "Where's the chicken you were carrying?"
"Oh, right." Hearing Lu Qingzhou say that, Leng Yue remembered that when she got out of the car, she casually threw the big rooster aside. Thinking about it, she ran towards the parking spot in a flash.
The group exchanged glances, and Su Qingyao shook her head helplessly, saying softly, "Let's wait for her first, and then go to the restaurant together."
Lu Qingzhou nodded, glancing in the direction Leng Yue had left, and smiled to himself, "What a glutton."
Two minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Leng Yue came running over hurriedly, carrying the rooster tightly in both hands.
Her hair was a little messy in the wind, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She handed the chicken forward, panting, and said, "Here, you can handle it."
Lu Qingzhou stared intently at the rooster and felt that it was not only still alive, but seemed even more alert than before.
Its wings were still flapping vigorously, and with each flap, a nauseating stench spread rapidly through the air, like the smell of a long-uncleaned chicken coop mixed with rotting food.
Su Qingyao and Mu Shaohua, who were initially looking around curiously, frowned instantly upon smelling the foul odor.
Her fair little hand gently covered her nose, and she hid far away like a frightened fawn.
Su Qingyao pouted slightly and said coquettishly, "This chicken smells awful, what are we going to do with it later?"
Lu Qingzhou took the fluttering chicken with both hands, frowned slightly, and then looked up at Leng Yue and said, "Take me to see the stove you mentioned."
Leng Yue raised her hand and pointed to a spot not far ahead: "It's right there."
The words had barely left her mouth when the stench assaulted her nostrils, and she instinctively rubbed her nose.
A sudden nausea made her vomit, and she quickly exclaimed, "Ugh, it smells awful!"
After saying that, he quickly ran to the sink and vigorously washed his hands.
Lu Qingzhou rolled her eyes, then helplessly picked up the chicken and walked to the side.
Arriving at the location of the open-air stove, one can see that the stove is made of rough bricks and stones, and some firewood of varying lengths is piled up casually next to it, some of which still has fresh tree bark attached.
A few dry leaves lay scattered on the ground. Lu Qingzhou thought to himself that it would be quite troublesome to start a fire and process the ingredients himself.
Leng Yue wiped the water from her hands, jogged over, and asked expectantly, "How is it? Can I do it?"
This complete foodie, at this moment, looked at Lu Qingzhou with anticipation, like a child waiting for candy.
To be honest, Lu Qingzhou didn't really want to do it and was somewhat reluctant to take on this job.
He lowered his head slightly, gently stroking his chin with his right hand. After a moment of contemplation, he said to Leng Yue, "Leng Yue, why don't we stop cooking and give this chicken to the kitchen of the guesthouse so they can make you a big plate of chicken?"
Upon hearing this, Leng Yue immediately became anxious.
She immediately reached out and grabbed Lu Qingzhou's arm, swaying it from side to side, and said in a coquettish tone, "I just want to eat firewood chicken, please make one."
Looking at her like this, Lu Qingzhou smiled slightly and teased, "Just because you want to eat it, does that mean I have to make it? If my wife and the others wanted to eat it, I might consider it."
Leng Yue rolled her eyes, glared at Lu Qingzhou, and said with a sneer, "Tch, what a treacherous guy who forgets his principles for the sake of beauty."
After saying that, she ran to Su Qingyao like a gust of wind, grabbed Su Qingyao's arm with both hands, and said coquettishly, "Yaoyao, tell your man that we're having firewood chicken for dinner tonight?"
Su Qingyao looked at Lu Qingzhou ahead, a slight smile playing on her lips, and teased, "Isn't he conducting on-site research?"
Leng Yue snorted softly, pouted, and said with a face full of dissatisfaction, "He doesn't want to help me."
Seeing Leng Yue's gluttonous appearance, Su Qingyao couldn't help but chuckle, finding it both cute and funny.
at last,
Lu Qingzhou shook his head helplessly, handed the chicken to the kitchen to be processed first, and planned to make a wood-fired chicken himself later. "Let's go eat first," he called to everyone.
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