Jiang Mubai also looked at Shi Xu curiously.
Shi Xu just shook his head: "Ever since your master died, I have been away from home and have not had any contact with him for a while. I just don't know why he came here this time."
The eldest senior brother still looked indifferent. Jiang Mubai looked at his master Li Xian, then at his two senior brothers.
The eldest brother patted his head and said, "It's okay. I won't eat dinner. You and the second brother can eat it."
The second brother curled his lips and said nothing.
Jiang Mubai nodded obediently.
That day, only he and his second senior brother ate dinner. The master didn't come either. Jiang Mubai felt a little uncomfortable. But the master uncle came again after waking up. He only took one look at the steamed bread and his face was full of disgust. He looked around and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to eat meat?"
Meat? Jiang Mubai swallowed his saliva. He hadn't eaten meat in a long time.
On the other hand, the second brother lowered his head and said nothing.
The uncle-master seemed a little impatient. Jiang Mubai felt like he had been slapped on the head. "Do you want to eat meat?"
Jiang Mubai nodded. Of course it was good to have meat to eat.
The second senior brother just looked at his uncle without expressing his opinion. Just when his uncle was about to slap him, he finally nodded.
"Okay, that's settled then." The uncle was very satisfied. He grabbed the steamed bread from Jiang Mubai's hand, took a bite, and then threw it accurately into the stove door. Jiang Mubai was shocked. This was his own dinner! But he was grabbed by the collar of the neck by the uncle and dragged out. After a moment, the uncle turned his head again and said, "That kid, are you waiting for me to make a move?"
The second brother hurriedly stuffed the steamed bread into his mouth and followed behind with his head lowered.
The master's uncle took the two of them down the mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, it was already dark. The people in the village went to bed early. The master's uncle asked them to wait here and he would come soon.
Jiang Mubai was a little nervous: "Brother, what is Uncle going to do?"
The second senior brother had a conflicted look on his face: "If my guess is correct..." But he stopped talking halfway, and Jiang Mubai didn't know what he guessed.
Not long after, a figure gradually approached. The uncle-master held a chicken in one hand and called out to the two of them: "Let's go!" As he said that, he stuffed the chicken in his hand into the two of them.
Jiang Mubai held the struggling chicken in his arms, his mind blank.
Did Master Uncle steal a chicken?
The three of them walked in silence all the way to Baiyun Temple, but the uncle-master had no intention of stopping there. Instead, he directed them to carry firewood, salt, and bowls. Watching him skillfully light a fire, and then taking out a small knife to bleed the chicken, Jiang Mubai began to wonder how many chickens he had stolen along the way.
The uncle didn't let them leave, and the two of them stood there, not daring to move.
The aroma of roasted chicken gradually filled his nostrils, and the aroma made his already hungry stomach rumble.
When the uncle heard this, he muttered to himself, "It should be ready," then sprinkled some salt on it, reached out and tore off a chicken leg and handed it to him. Jiang Mubai was a little hesitant to take it because it was a stolen chicken.
"Eat! If you don't, I'll roast you both!"
Jiang Mubai looked at his uncle's face. In the light of the fire, his expression didn't seem like he was lying.
To be honest, the chicken is delicious, but the two chickens today are a little thin and not enough for three people to share.
The uncle said that since he had already eaten, it didn't matter whether he ate more or less, so he completely let go. Although the second brother was hesitant, he still ate a lot.
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