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The courtyard door was tightly closed, and the rich aroma of meat filled the village. Du Heng stood in front of the stove and frying meatballs carelessly. It took an hour to fry two large plates of meatballs, plus the subsequent cooking process... It would be evening by the time everything was done.
Xuan Yu was helping Du Heng. He looked at Du Heng's face and asked, "Are you unhappy?"
Du Heng suddenly came to his senses. He used a strainer to push the boiling oil in the pot, and golden fried meatballs appeared under the oil.
Du Heng said: "I'm just a little shocked after hearing what you said about Jinghong. I think this girl is a little silly." It's really not worth it to make herself like this for a man who doesn't love her.
Xuan Yu said: "You think it's not worth it, but Jing Hong thinks it's worth it. Even though she has become like this, she still goes back and forth to Dongji Mountain to the world of human cultivators every year, just to stand under the sect where that man is."
Du Heng was silent for a long time, and finally he sighed: "Why bother?"
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng deeply: "Perhaps to Jinghong, that man is salvation and faith. She risked her life to get close to him. It's a pity that she used the wrong method in the end."
Du Heng asked, "Does that man know what happened to Jinghong?"
Xuan Yu shook his head: "The news in the village is not well-kept, and I am not a gossipy person, so I don't care about what is happening outside. I just heard from Feng Gui that the man has never seen Jing Hong since the last time he met her."
Du Heng was furious: "What kind of rubbish is this? It's a pity that Jinghong suffered so much for him. He robbed Xiaoxiao of her opportunity and ruined Jinghong's reputation, and he also got all the benefits. Now he is the head of a sect? Are you kidding me? Where did this beast come from?"
Xuan Yu said: "Since ancient times, human cultivators have not had a very good reputation among demon cultivators. Human cultivators are sophistry and cunning, and simple demon cultivators have never been a match for human cultivators. Fortunately, demon cultivators are deeply favored by the way of heaven, and have always been smoother than human cultivators on the road of cultivation. It is also for this reason that demon cultivators can become the existence that human cultivators fear."
Du Heng scratched his hair: "Xuan Yu, will you laugh at me if I tell you the truth?"
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "What? Just tell me, I won't laugh at you."
Du Heng said: "I don't think I will ever sacrifice so much for someone like Jinghong in my life. I think the person I like likes me, and I like him. We can live a peaceful life together. This is the happiest thing. If I were asked to do something that would hurt myself or others for the other person, I probably wouldn't be able to do it."
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu cautiously: "Will you look down on me if I say this?"
Xuan Yu tilted his head slightly: "I think you're doing fine this way."
Du Heng said: "There are many people in the world who would think: If my beloved needs something, I would rather destroy something that other people cherish in order to get it for him. I know that many cultivators are like this. The cultivation world has always been full of fighting and unrest because there are too many people like this. Stealing other people's things may come quickly, but sooner or later you will pay the price."
Xuan Yu smiled and nodded: "Yes."
Du Heng said: "Of course, if someone close to me is hurt, I will fight back no matter what. The needs I mentioned are ordinary needs, not life-threatening needs. If my relatives encounter a life-threatening situation and need my help, I will help them no matter what."
Du Heng sighed, "If the man Jinghong loved needed the Hunyuan Pearl to prolong his life, and she told Fenggui, but Fenggui refused to give it to her, I might understand her behavior, but I can't do something like stealing."
Du Heng sighed: "Feng Gui and Jing Nan must be in a complicated mood right now, no wonder they refused to come over for lunch."
Xuan Yu said: "Yes, for Feng Gui, Jing Hong was a subordinate he once trusted. The years of master-servant relationship could not withstand a man's sweet talk. Feng Gui was naturally disappointed. For Jing Nan, he had to risk being yelled at by Feng Gui to save her..."
No wonder the atmosphere in the village was so strange today, even Du Heng felt depressed.
Du Heng sighed and said, "I originally thought that Yikeshu Village only had three families, so there wouldn't be too many disputes. I didn't expect that after only being here for so long, there would be such deep love and hatred."
Du Heng is so difficult...
At this time, Du Heng heard a knocking sound coming from the direction of the refrigerator. He turned around and saw Xiaoxiao squatting next to the north window, and Xiao Huangzui was knocking on the window. This guy actually climbed over the wall from the back of the house!
Du Heng put down his chopsticks, rushed to the window and opened it: "Xiaoxiao~~"
Du Heng caught Xiaoxiao who jumped in from the window. Xiaoxiao squinted her big eyes and laughed. As soon as he hugged Xiaoxiao, the depressed mood he had just felt disappeared.
Xiaoxiao rubbed against Du Heng's arms, and Du Heng said with a smile: "Yes, I'm making meatballs. They're frying now, and they'll be ready in a while."
Xiaoxiao pointed at the pot with his wings outstretched. The eagerness in his eyes betrayed him. He wanted to eat meatballs! !
As soon as Xiaoxiao entered the kitchen, Du Heng's face was filled with even more smiles.
Du Heng originally fried lion meat, each weighing one or two taels, and each one was as big as a fist. But now Xiaoxiao squatted on the stove with eager eyes, and Du Heng reduced the size of the meatballs. He made a plate of small meatballs. Each one was only the size of a thumb.
Under Xiaoxiao's expectant eyes, Du Heng pushed the meatballs into the pot.
Du Heng smiled and said, "If the meatballs are small, they can be fried thoroughly at once and eaten when they come out of the pot. Just wait a moment." Xiaoxiao nodded and his shadow remained. He stared at the pot with his mouth watering.
Xuan Yu said, "Xiaoxiao, where is your uncle?" Xiaoxiao turned her head and he chirped a few words.
Xuan Yu nodded: "I see, so you took advantage of Feng Gui's retreat to sneak out again?"
Xiaoxiao's body suddenly stiffened, with two tears hanging from his eyes, and it looked like the tears were about to fall.
Du Heng felt sad when he saw it: "Don't cry, don't cry, Wanzi will be well soon."
Xiaoxiao turned his head, and his tears dried up in an instant. He pointed out a residual image with his head: "Chirp~"
Xuan Yu sighed: "Since you came to the village, Xiaoxiao's self-control has become worse. Feng Gui might come to talk to you." Talk about some topics related to children's education...
Du Heng got goose bumps on his back. He looked at Xuan Yu for help: "Then you have to help me. I can't beat Feng Gui."
After saying this, he looked at Xuan Yu worriedly. Feng Gui is a big monster, right? The biggest monster in the village should be Feng Gui, right? If Feng Gui really wants to beat him, Jing Nan and Xuan Yu may not be able to stop him.
Xuan Yu smiled faintly: "Feng Gui won't hit you."
The small meatballs were quickly made. After a plate of fried meatballs, the finger-sized meatballs were golden in color and crispy on the outside. Before the meatballs cooled down, Xiaoxiao took one in her mouth and chewed it carefully. After chewing a few times, Xiaoxiao let out a trilling chirp of surprise.
Du Heng rubbed Xiaoxiao's head: "You didn't eat lunch, so you must be hungry now? It's okay, you can go back after you finish eating." Xiaoxiao nodded, and he squatted on the stove, eating the meatballs in the plate one by one with care.
Xiaoxiao chirped something to Du Heng, and Xuanyu translated: "Xiaoxiao asked you if you could make more of these little meatballs. He likes them very much."
Du Heng was happy. He pinched Xiaoxiao's cheeks and said, "Okay, if you like, I'll make you a separate bowl later, but you have to promise me that you can't finish it all at once."
Xiaoxiao is a child with no restraint in eating. It will be troublesome if she gets hurt one day.
Before Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Feng Gui's voice rang out: "I asked you to read the Brief History of the Demon World, but you actually climbed over the wall to eat. Fenglin, you have really become very capable."
Xiaoxiao was petrified, and Du Heng was also dumbfounded. They both turned their heads in shock and looked behind them, only to see Feng Gui drinking tea leisurely at the dining table.
Xiaoxiao screamed: "Chiu!!"
Du Heng's mouth twitched: "Feng Gui? How did you get in?" The gate was closed, right? Could it be that this person also climbed over the wall like Xiaoxiao? But this person's cultivation was so high that Du Heng didn't even know where he came from.
Feng Gui took out a set of jade-colored tea sets from his sleeves: "The formation that Old Xia installed for my house is really not working. The smell of meat from your house has drifted to my house. What should I eat?"
Xiaoxiao immediately took a bite of the fried meatball and ran towards his uncle. Du Heng gritted his teeth and said, "Look at what this little chicken leg looks like."
Normally people would insult someone by calling them a lackey, but Xiaoxiao is a chicken, and after all he is a demon cultivator with attributes, and he cannot have anything to do with a dog.
Xiaoxiao placed a few meatballs in Fenggui's pretty hand. Fenggui looked at the meatballs and nodded to Du Heng: "You're thoughtful."
Du Heng sighed and brought the fried meatballs to the table: "Try it, these small meatballs are already cooked through, no need to cook them again."
Du Heng said to Xuan Yu, "Take a look and see if it suits your taste. If you like it, I'll go mix the fillings now and make more meatballs later."
Xuan Yu tasted one and smiled faintly: "Not bad."
Du Heng said: "Then I'll go mix the stuffing and fry a pot of meatballs later."
There were big meatballs simmering in the pot. Du Heng said, "This meatball is also called lion's head in our area."
Feng Gui asked: "Oh? Is there any story behind it?"
Du Heng said: "In the beginning, meatballs were also called sunflower meatballs because they were made roughly and after cooking they looked like a lion's head, so later they were renamed lion's head."
Feng Gui poured Xuan Yu a cup of tea and said, "This name is quite domineering, but it's just Meatball."
Du Heng smiled and said, "There are many things in the diet that don't match the names of the food, such as fish-flavored pork shreds, which don't have fish in them, and in-laws' cakes, which don't have father-in-law and mother-in-law in them. This is normal."
Feng Gui chuckled and said, "Human cultivators just like to choose some high-sounding names that are not practical at all." Feng Gui didn't have a good impression of human cultivators, and Du Heng understood the reason today.
In the eyes of the demons, human cultivators are insidious and cunning. Feng Gui, who was cheated of the Hunyuan Pearl, must think that human cultivators are all people who are good at sweet talk and flattery. This is actually wrong. There are thousands of kinds of people, how can you kill them with one stick?
Du Heng was not convinced: "You can't say that, Feng Gui. The name is just a code name. Sometimes the food is named after the person who made it. It's just to distinguish it. If human cultivators are all like this, then don't demon cultivators also have the same situation where the name doesn't match the reality?"
Feng Gui raised his eyebrows and looked at Du Heng: "For example?"
Du Heng was not convinced: "For example, Feng Gui, your last name is Feng, so does that mean you are the Phoenix?"
Feng Gui spurted out the water with a "Puff" sound: "Cough cough cough..."
Xuan Yu patted his back: "Calm down."
Du Heng said: "Whether it's a human cultivator or a demon cultivator, there are good and bad ones. You can't just kill them all with one blow."
Feng Gui held his chin helplessly: "Okay, okay, we can't generalize. But you are right, no matter whether it is human or demon cultivation, there are good and bad ones. In this respect, there is actually no difference between human and demon cultivation."
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After muttering a few words, Du Heng busied himself with preparing the stuffing for the meatballs. He cut a large bowl of stuffing and chopped it with a loud bang.
Feng Gui and Xuan Yu drank tea in the kitchen at first, and then they started playing Go. Du Heng felt a headache when he saw the black and white pieces on the board. It seemed that he was destined to be unrefined. With this time and energy, he might as well think about two more dishes.
But chopping meat was really tiring. Du Heng had already chopped two large pots of meat before, and now there was another large pot. He felt his arms were a little sore.
Just as Du Heng put down the knife and shook his hand, a gentle spiritual energy came from his arm. Du Heng turned his head in surprise and saw Jing Nan standing next to him, holding his arm.
Jing Nan's eyes curved, "I've told you so many times, why can't you try to use the monk's method to relieve fatigue? You are too frail, you don't look like a monk at all."
Du Heng was stunned: "Jing Nan? Why are you here too?" Didn't Xuan Yu say that no one would go out today? Why did everyone climb over the wall and come in?
Jing Nan calmly lifted the lid of the pot, and saw a large pot full of meatballs. He sniffed the meatballs and said, "It's cooked."
Then he happily poked a meatball and started to chew it: "Delicious."
Du Heng's mouth twitched: "Why are you all here? Aren't you all behind closed doors?"
Jing Nan poked the meatball and walked to the dining table: "Hey, are you playing chess? Xiaoyu, you are not good at it. You are about to lose. Move here, move here..." He actually gave instructions...
Xuan Yu thrust the flag in his hand into Jing Nan's hand: "You come."
I hate people who point fingers while playing chess. Jing Nan didn't feel embarrassed at all, he sat down with the chess piece in his hand.
It’s just that when others play chess, they have tea beside them, but these two have... fried meatballs beside them.
Feng Gui picked up a golden and crispy meatball from the plate with his slender fingers and threw it into his mouth, as elegant as a painting. Opposite him, Jing Nan had a smile on his face. He held a chess piece on the chessboard with one hand and held a chopstick with the other, which was poked with half a hot meatball.
The two men have bulging cheeks, they are obviously both extremely handsome, why do they make such obscene movements?
Du Heng couldn't help but feel a little confused. He asked Xuan Yu: "Has Jingnan treated Jinghong?"
Otherwise, why would Jing Nan come here?
Feng Gui raised his handsome eyes and looked directly at Du Heng: "Oh, did you hear what Xuan Yu said? Then tell me what you think?"
Du Heng was a little confused: "I don't have any idea."
This is the grudge between Jingnan, Fenggui and Jinghong. What does he, a bystander, say? What is the saying? Not experiencing the suffering of others, not advising others to be kind, and not asking for reasons is sometimes a kind of moral kidnapping.
Feng Gui smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, not stupid."
Jing Nan took a bite of the meatball and said, "He is never stupid, he is just too soft-hearted."
Jing Nan said, "Don't worry, she's kneeling there. She won't die from the pain for four days. I'll treat her when the sun goes down."
Jing Nan said this as if he was discussing the weather: "There are many people in this world who point fingers at others at will. They all think they are saints, and what they say is moral."
Du Heng thought that he should go and fry the meatballs. Jing Nan and the others’ affairs were too complicated for him to think about.
Since everyone was here, Du Heng prepared to cook dinner. He had been frying meat all afternoon, and his nose was filled with the smell of meat, so he wanted to eat something light in the evening.
Du Heng asked, "How about eating meatball noodles tonight?"
As soon as the words fell, Jing Nan and the others nodded: "Okay."
The people in the village were very supportive. No matter what Du Heng did, they showed full enthusiasm and anticipation, and then helped him finish it all.
When Du Heng doesn't feel like cooking, he will think about making noodles. He plans to make some dry noodles next time so that he can just cook them when he wants to eat them, saving him the trouble of kneading the dough and rolling the noodles every time.
Du Heng was just about to knead the dough in the wooden basin when he heard Feng Gui say, "Come over here and knead the dough?"
It was rare for Feng Gui to ask for something, so Du Heng walked towards the dining table with the basin in his hand. In fact, he also wanted to knead the dough at the dining table. Aren't Jing Nan and Feng Gui playing chess?
Jing Nan and Feng Gui were fighting fiercely on the chessboard, and Du Heng, who had little experience, only saw the black and white pieces on the chessboard. He found that when he stopped his moves, Feng Gui and Jing Nan would also stop their moves.
Jing Nan said unhappily, "What are you looking at us doing? Kneading dough!"
Du Heng grunted and uttered, "Can't I watch the fight?"
He was not just watching the fight, he was seduced by the beauty of Feng Gui and Jing Nan. Even if these two were chewing meatballs, it was pleasing to the eye. If the two walked on the street, there was no telling how many girls would stare at them.
Feng Gui chuckled and said, "What a coincidence, we also wanted to watch the battle."
The reason why he asked Du Heng to come to the dining table to knead the dough was because he and Jing Nan both liked watching Du Heng knead the dough.
Jing Nan was amazed: "It's just scattered flour, but you can stir it like this and it can come together. The most amazing thing is that you can knead it into a smooth ball. It's interesting."
Feng Gui said, "I wasn't at home when he cooked noodles last time. I heard that you were very impressive when rolling noodles, so I wanted to see it no matter what."
A drop of cold sweat fell from Du Heng's head. So Feng Gui wanted to watch him roll noodles? The boss's hobbies were really peculiar.
However, the dough needs to be placed in the basin for a stick of incense. Du Heng covered the basin with a piece of gauze, looked at the sky and said, "I'll go get my bacon first and knead the dough later."
The bacon has been dried in the sun for most of the day and should be a little drier. In another five or six days, he can put the bacon in the refrigerator, and then it can be fumigated.
Du Heng called Xuan Yu and said, "Xuan Yu, are you free?" Xuan Yu responded and stood up: "Let's go."
Du Heng felt that Xuan Yu was the little angel given to him by God, and no matter what he did, Xuan Yu could help him.
Seeing Xuan Yu stand up, Xiaoxiao also followed him with a chirping sound.
Feng Gui glanced at Xiao Xiao's round buttocks and sighed, "How many demon cultivators in the cultivation world want to watch Jing Nan and I play chess, but in the village, the two of us playing chess is not as attractive as Du Heng collecting bacon."
Jing Nan placed the chess piece on the board with a smile: "For the three of them, even if we kill them and blood flows like a river, it is not as good as eating a meatball."
Speaking of meatballs, Jing Nan jumped to the stove and opened the lid. He quickly poked a meatball with chopsticks and returned to the table.
Feng Gui was very depressed: "That's too much. You didn't even help me bring one."
Jing Nan handed over the meatball that had been bitten: "Come on, I don't dislike you."
Feng Gui: ...
On the terrace, Xiaoxiao stood under the bamboo pole and raised her head: "Chirp~~"
Du Heng was a little surprised. He pressed the bacon and looked at it again. He asked Xuan Yu in confusion, "Xuan Yu, is the sun very strong today?"
Xuan Yu shook his head with a smile on his face: "No, isn't the winter sun like that?"
Du Heng looked at the sun hanging over the western hills suspiciously. Yes, he was very clear about the temperature today. Although the sun was shining, even the snow in the village had not melted.
Then why did the bacon and cured meat he had dried in the morning seem to have been dried for four or five days? Du Heng felt that he could put away all the bacon and start fumigating the cured meat.
Du Heng pressed the bacon. Yes, the surface of the bacon had become slightly dry, which was totally unlike what could be achieved by just drying it in the sun for a day.
Du Heng frowned. "How did it become like this? Is it the meat's problem or what? Can this meat still be eaten?"
Du Heng looked confused, Xuan Yu smiled and said: "Don't think about it, this is the credit of the formation. There is a formation on the terrace, if you hang things to dry, it will be twice the result with half the effort."
Du Heng blinked: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "I want you to find out for yourself."
As a result, Du Heng was so slow that if Xuan Yu hadn't told him, he would have actually questioned whether the meat was edible.
Du Heng felt a little aggrieved: "If I pickle things on the terrace, will it also be twice as effective with half the effort?" Xuan Yu nodded slowly: "Yes."
Du Heng complained: "It's such an important matter. If you had told me earlier, I would have moved the wooden barrels for pickling bacon to the terrace!"
In order to marinate the meat, two wooden barrels were placed under the eaves for several days. If Du Heng had known this earlier, he might have eaten the bacon.
Xuan Yu blinked and said embarrassedly: "Is this... like this? Then I will go down and bring up the barrel now."
Under the eaves there was bacon and salted meat that Du Heng had pickled earlier, filling up most of the eaves.
Xuan Yu was very fast. After Du Heng had packed the bacon and cured meat separately on the bamboo poles, he also moved all the wooden barrels under the eaves to the terrace.
The large terrace seemed to be filled up in an instant. Du Heng clapped his hands contentedly: "This way we can hang the remaining meat up to dry tomorrow."
Du Heng sighed again: "To be able to build a house like this, the demon cultivator is really amazing."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the door of Jingnan's house.
The sun was about to set, and Jinghong was still kneeling at the door of Jingnan's house, looking shaky as if he would fall down at any time.
Du Heng sighed, "If Jinghong hadn't done anything stupid, she would have been a very promising girl."
Being able to design such a beautiful house and embed so many useful formations, Jinghong is really talented in magic and architecture.
Xuan Yu said: "Yes, she was once a demon cultivator respected by many people in the demon world."
Just because of a man, a man who didn't love her, she became like this, and she still said she didn't regret it.
Xiaoxiao sneered in the direction of Jinghong and urged Du Heng: It's time to go down and roll the noodles!
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When Du Heng rolled the noodles, he was really impressive, like a general giving instructions on the battlefield. Especially when he rolled out the dough, holding the rolling pin with the dough hanging on it in one hand and sprinkling flour on the dough with the other hand. That posture and expression showed how confident he was.
If you don’t know, you might think Du Heng was deducing the galaxy formation diagram!
Xiaoxiao squatted on the chair with stars in her eyes: "Chirp~" Du Heng really loved Xiaoxiao's starry eyes. Every time he saw Xiaoxiao's eyes like this, he felt particularly accomplished.
A corner of the dining table was occupied by Jing Nan and Feng Gui, and the two big monsters stopped playing chess. They stopped what they were doing and stared at Du Heng's movements.
Jing Nan commented: "This skill is really neat. If you can use one tenth of the energy you put into cooking to practice, you won't be so weak."
Du Heng's hand slipped and the skin slapped on Jing Nan's face, and suddenly a human face appeared in a corner of the face.
Du Heng was startled: "Oops, sorry, my hand slipped!"
Jing Nan still maintained the posture of being covered in face: "Hey...if you have any opinions about me, just tell me directly, don't use this method to protest, it's such a waste."
Du Heng was busy peeling the mask off Jing Nan's face: "Whenever you talk about cultivation, I feel guilty."
Jing Nan squinted at Du Heng who was cutting off the dough and said, "Why are you feeling guilty? Next spring, we will personally teach you how to practice and ensure that your cultivation level will steadily improve."
Du Heng's mouth twitched. He rolled the dough several times and then folded it together. He sighed, "I always feel that I will disappoint everyone. I don't have any idea about cultivation."
Feng Gui said: "It's okay, the first time is new, the second time is familiar, first determine the direction of practice, the three of us should be enough for you to guide."
Du Heng was cutting dough with a knife. If he could cry, he would have cried a lot of tears. "Thank you so much."
Although he couldn't tell the cultivation levels of Jing Nanfeng Gui Xuan Yu and the others with his cultivation level, he knew by instinct that these three were very powerful and could at least beat him.
Half a pot of water was added to the pot. As the water temperature gradually increased, a layer of white steam floated on the water surface. The sun was about to set, and Du Heng looked at the sky: "It's getting dark..."
Jing Nan said to Feng Gui: "Let the puppet drag her into the house first."
Feng Gui said in disgust: "Don't tell me about this kind of thing. She is your patient. You don't have to tell me everything."
Jing Nan glared at Feng Gui: "Of course I have to tell you, otherwise where would I get the puppets? Quick, give me two puppets to go to the village entrance to drag people away."
Feng Gui looked unhappy, Jing Nan bared his teeth and said, "You just ate half of my meatball, don't try to deny it."
Feng Gui rolled his eyes. He took out two palm-sized jade figurines from his sleeves and slapped them into Jing Nan's hands: "Where are the puppets from before?"
Jing Nan snorted twice: "Do you think I am like you and have so many puppets to serve me? Don't you take care of my spiritual medicine field every day? Your two puppets are not durable at all. They broke down after just a few months of use."
Du Heng pushed the noodles into the pot and asked, "Would you like to have the noodles with sauce or meatballs?"
He couldn't get a word in on other topics, but when it came to asking about food, no one could ignore him.
Xiaoxiao was the first to respond: "Chirp!" Xuanyu explained: "Xiaoxiao said he wants both."
Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "Yes, adults don't make choices, they want both!"
Du Heng added bamboo shoots to the meat sauce, which tasted very grainy. This kind of meat sauce is perfect whether it is mixed with noodles or rice.
Du Heng took out five large bowls, added lard and meat sauce to the bottom of the bowls, and then poured half a bowl of noodle soup from the big pot into the bowls. The meat sauce immediately dyed the milky white noodle soup red, and there were round oil spots floating on it.
The water in the pot was already boiling, and the hand-rolled noodles were floating on the water like white jade ribbons. Du Heng took out the vegetables that he had prepared long ago from the side. He threw the vegetables into the pot casually, and the boiling water in the pot was quiet for a moment, and soon began to boil again.
The vegetables in the noodles turned dark green, which looked particularly beautiful with the white noodles.
Jing Nan said to Du Heng, "Leave a bowl for me. I'll be back soon."
As he spoke, Jing Nan's figure disappeared in a flash, and Du Heng didn't even have time to react.
Du Heng scooped the noodles into a bowl, the white noodles floating in the red soup, and Du Heng also picked up a piece of green vegetables on each bowl with chopsticks. Then he placed two meatballs next to the green vegetables.
A bowl of good-looking and delicious noodles was ready. According to convention, the first bowl of noodles would be given to Xiaoxiao. But today Feng Gui was here, and although Xiaoxiao was anxious, she also maintained her demeanor.
The little chicken actually pushed the noodles to his uncle. Feng Gui smiled and said, "You eat first."
Du Heng's second bowl of noodles came up quickly. Xiaoxiao hugged the bowl with his wings and dove into the bowl to slurp the noodles. Xiaoxiao, who didn't have chopsticks, ate the fastest of all the people. He wasn't afraid of the heat, so in a short while, most of the noodles in the bowl were gone.
When Du Heng brought the noodles to Xuan Yu, Xiaoxiao's bowl was almost empty.
Du Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Xiaoxiao, I've also given you a fixed amount today. Only three bowls, no more."
Xiaoxiao's expression suddenly fell, and he looked at Du Heng aggrievedly: "Chirp..."
Can't he just drink noodle soup?
Du Heng said, "I'm worried that you'll have too much food. Look, Feng Gui and Xuan Yu don't eat as much as you do."
Xiaoxiao then slowed down her eating pace. Du Heng felt both distressed and amused when he saw Xiaoxiao's little pointed mouth picking up the meat sauce from the noodle bowl.
There was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and Du Heng asked in confusion: "Is there anyone outside?"
Xuan Yu said, "It was Jing Nan who asked the puppet to carry Jing Hong from the village entrance to his home. Don't worry about it."
Du Heng looked at the closed courtyard door and listened to the voice fading away. He could only sigh with regret: "Why bother?"
After a while, Jing Nan appeared in the kitchen. He picked up the bowl of noodles and said, "It's ready."
Feng Gui sucked on the noodles: "You don't have to tell me."
Jing Nan smiled slightly: "Okay, I won't tell you."
The atmosphere in the kitchen became strangely gloomy, and even Xiaoxiao became unhappy. But after Du Heng gave Xiaoxiao an extra bowl of noodles, Xiaoxiao became happy again.
When he went to sleep at night, Du Heng began to think about what he would do tomorrow: "I wonder if there are any cypress trees on the mountain. I will fumigate bacon tomorrow. It would be great if there are cypress trees."
Xuan Yu said: "There should be some. I will help you fold some tomorrow."
Du Heng said regretfully, "In previous years, when my family fumigated, we always had sausages, but you said that there was miasma in the intestines of mountain jellyfish, and I would be poisoned if I smelled it. We don't have casings, so we can't make sausages."
Xuan Yu thought for a moment and said, "Actually... I can clean it."
Du Heng narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then let's clean some casings tomorrow and I'll make some sausages. I'll make some sweet and some spicy. What do you think?"
Xuan Yu responded: "Feng Gui likes spicy food, he should like it."
Du Heng said, "Then it's settled."
Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard from outside. It was like the sound of extreme pain, and it was not a sound that a human could make. After the scream, a woman's sobbing was heard, and the sobbing gradually became smaller.
When Du Heng heard the scream, his body couldn't help but tremble: "What's that sound?"
When he heard the woman crying, he finally realized, "It's...Jinghong?"
Xuan Yu patted Du Heng's chest. This action seemed casual, but it gave Du Heng great courage.
Xuan Yu said: "The pain of a broken spiritual root is enough to drive a person crazy, and one needs to be awake when the spiritual root is connected. Jinghong has to experience this kind of pain once a year."
Du Heng sighed: "If I were her, I would have given up long ago."
She had to endure such pain even though she was disgraced. The most important thing was that the man she loved even though she had betrayed him actually abandoned her. If this happened to Du Heng, he would have hanged himself long ago.
Xuan Yu said: "It is precisely because of this that the demon world has a lot of controversy about Jing Hong. Some people say that she is passionate and emotional, while others say that she is shameless."
Du Heng sighed, "But no matter how people outside evaluate her, she has to bear all the pain alone, and no one helps her share it."
In the darkness, Du Heng held Xuan Yu's hand on his chest and said, "She must have loved that man Xiu terribly, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to hold on until today."
Xuan Yu was silent for a long time after hearing this. When Du Heng thought Xuan Yu would not answer, Xuan Yu said, "Yes. Sometimes it is also a kind of happiness to have someone who can make you devote yourself wholeheartedly."
That night, Du Heng had a dream for the first time in a long time. Du Heng usually fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow and slept until dawn.
In his dream, a deep pit appeared, and there was a howling wind blowing from the pit. Du Heng felt that the wind blowing on his body was like a knife scraping his bones. He couldn't see where he was, he just felt that he was in the void, and the whistling wind around him sounded like ghosts and wolves howling. He wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape.
Du Heng felt like a rootless duckweed, being blown by the strong wind. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Du Heng cried in his dream, his face was cold. Just when he thought he could not see any hope, his body suddenly became relaxed, and someone's voice kept echoing in his ears: "I am here, I am here. Don't be afraid."
His body gradually became warm from being cold, as if someone was hugging him. Du Heng stopped crying and fell into a deep sleep.
Xuan Yu wiped the tears from Du Heng's eyes. He kissed his eyes and eyebrows distressedly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"I won't leave you, don't be afraid."
"I'm with you."
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