Chapter 584 Eating Roast Chicken
At this time, Wan Laoer chased Fubao and came behind Fubao. He followed Fubao's gaze and saw the fat pheasant.
"How come this pheasant is still so fat after a winter? When I was in my father's hometown, the pheasants on the mountain had nothing to eat during the winter and became skinny and boneless, with only a few pounds of meat. This pheasant looks like it weighs one or two pounds."
"Dad, we have meat for lunch."
Fubao was clinging to a tree, with half of his body hidden by the tree. His big eyes were fixed on the big pheasant, sparkling as he swallowed hard, his mind full of the image of the roasted chicken.
"Girl, why is this pheasant not moving? Is it injured?"
Wan Laoer and Fubao were already very close to the pheasant, but the pheasant flapped its wings twice and then stopped moving. However, its alert eyes and its head swaying from side to side showed that it was still alive and in good spirits.
"Dad, maybe this is the food God sent to us. Let's surround it. Dad, you go over there and I'll go over here. I'll count to three, two, one, and we'll both rush over at the same time to cut off its retreat."
Fubao discovered that the pheasant was also unlucky, as the place where it was hiding had a slope on one side and a big tree on the other.
"Okay, I'll go around now."
After Wan Laoer finished speaking, he walked lightly to the opposite side of Fubao.
Fubao raised three fingers and dropped them one by one, while Wan Laoer remained in a posture ready to rush forward at any time.
Fubao just waved his little hand, and the father and daughter rushed out at the same time.
There was a slight slope for Fubao to pass from this side, and she couldn't stop for a moment. She spread out her two short arms and rushed down with a "Ahhhhhh——"
Wan Laoer was just about to pounce on the pheasant when he saw his daughter rushing over. He no longer cared about the pheasant and opened his arms to catch Fubao.
As a result, the father and daughter fell down together, with Fubao lying on Wan Laoer's chest. Wan Laoer fell on his back, holding his waist and crying out, "ouch, ouch."
Fortunately, there was a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, so although he was hurt, he was not injured in the end.
“Puff——”
A laugh came from above the two of them.
In this silent forest, it can be heard especially clearly.
Fubao quickly raised his little head and looked upward, only to see the big brother he had seen last night standing on the bare tree branch.
"Little sister, are you okay?"
Yuwensong supported his hands on the tree trunk, with his long legs hanging naturally and swaying leisurely. He lowered his head and looked down, asking with a smile.
Fubao quickly climbed up from Wan Laoer.
"Daddy, are you okay?"
Fubao wanted to help Wan Laoer up, but found that he couldn't.
"My daughter, Daddy is fine. Go and see if the pheasant has run away."
Fu Bao said faintly: "Daddy, the pheasant is under your butt. I guess it's dead, right?"
After hearing this, Wan Laoer's expression became a little stiff. He moved his butt slightly and found something soft underneath.
Wan Laoer no longer felt the pain in his body and jumped up from the ground.
As he jumped up from the ground, the pheasant actually clucked.
Fubao was overjoyed, thinking that this pheasant was really lucky. Without saying a word, she pounced on the pheasant again and used her body to inflict a second severe blow to the pheasant.
"Got it, got it!"
Fubao shouted excitedly.
"I say, you two, father and daughter, are really stepping on my neck and hitting my head. Aren't you too much of a bully?"
Yuwensong had an expression that showed he was enjoying the show and making sarcastic comments.
"Big brother, aren't you cold sitting so high up?"
Fubao held the pheasant in his arms, looked up and asked in a crisp voice.
Yu Wensong's smiling face suddenly became stiff.
"Thank you for your concern. I'm still hot."
"Brother, I'm not concerned about you. I just think you're seriously ill. Why don't you go see a doctor right away? Colds are contagious. But since you saved us last night, I'll give you a chicken drumstick later. You're welcome."
Fubao grabbed the chicken's neck with one hand and lifted the chicken leg with the other to prevent it from flapping.
Wan Laoer was afraid that Fubao would not be able to catch the pheasant and would let it run away, so he hurried forward to help.
"Sir, you haven't had lunch yet, right? Why don't we have something to eat together? This pheasant is quite big. We haven't thanked you for saving our lives yet, and now we meet again. It's really fate."
Wan Laoer didn't know why this young man appeared in the forest again. He remembered that they had clearly ridden away on horseback, so why was he here?
However, he never liked to ask too many questions. He would only ask what he should ask and would never ask what he shouldn't ask. His experience along the way taught him that the more he knew, the more trouble he would get into.
"Okay, I don't want to eat hard buns. Xiao Tao can't do anything. I doubt if she is a woman. Thank you for the chicken legs. I eat very little."
Yuwensong said as he jumped down from the tree, walked to Fubao, and touched Fubao's head, "You little girl, you are not big, but you have a very poisonous mouth, and that ice face is really a good brother and sister."
Fu Bao looked at Yu Wensong in confusion, "Who is Ice Face?"
"If you don't know him, he's just an ice face."
Several people came out of the woods, and Wan Laoer took the pheasant aside and killed it.
Xiaotao was already outside the woods, making a fire and roasting steamed buns with the driver.
She saw Yuwensong, and then glanced at the big pheasant in Wan Laoer's hand, which was still flapping its wings.
Xiao Tao couldn't help but curl her lips and muttered to Yuwen Song in her heart: Young Master is really good at making trouble for people. He could have just killed the pheasant and brought it to Miss Fubao, but he had to make Miss Fubao and Master Wan fall down. If Young Master Mo knew about this, Young Master would definitely not end up well and would be forced by Young Master Mo to practice spear fighting for three days and three nights.
Wan Laoer’s skill at roasting chicken is not very good, but he is the only one here whose food is tasty, so he has no choice but to do it anyway.
But the result was pretty good. The golden roasted pheasant was sizzling with oil and the aroma was fragrant. Fubao kept circling around the pheasant, getting closer to smell the aroma from time to time, and his stomach growled every time.
Yuwensong was laughing loudly at the side. Others thought his laughter was strange, but he didn't find it strange at all.
Because he remembered what Wan Xingmo said, that this little girl is a glutton and cannot live without meat, and now it seems to be true.
The roast chicken was ready, and Wan Laoer first pulled out a big chicken leg for Yuwensong. Yuwensong had no reluctance at all, and took it and started to eat it with relish.
Fubao was anxiously running around, but she knew that this was her father's way of repaying his savior, so she didn't care.
Finally it was her turn. Wan Laoer gave the other chicken leg to Fubao. Fubao was so burned that she changed hands, blew on it, and prepared to put it in her mouth.
She looked cute and funny. "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, little girl, be careful not to burn your mouth and become stupid." Yu Wensong couldn't help but want to make a few jokes when he saw Fubao's appearance.
Fubao made a face at Yuwensong, ignored him and continued to eat.
Yuwensong had agreed to eat only one chicken leg, but he ended up eating half a chicken by himself. There was nothing he could do as he ate too fast. Wan Laoer also wanted to express his gratitude, so he tried his best to feed Yuwensong the chicken.
The result was that neither Xiaotao nor Wan Laoer got to eat the roast chicken. Xiaotao took the initiative to give it to her master, while Wan Laoer saved his share for his daughter.
Only the driver ate two pieces, and the other half was in Yuwensong's stomach.
Yu Wensong looked at the pile of bone residue in front of him and clapped his hands a little embarrassedly, "This roast chicken is really delicious. Big brother's cooking skills are good."
"Big brother, you call my father Big Brother, and I call you Brother. Isn't that confusing the generations? Then should I call you Uncle?"
Yuwensong couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he was very resistant to the word uncle.
"Let's talk about our own things. I'm not married yet, so don't shout nonsense."
Yuwensong quickly reminded Fubao.
Fu Bao stretched out his tone: "Oh - okay."
After finishing the meal, Yuwen Song asked Wan Lao Er: "Brother, where are you going?"
"Let's go home. My home is at the border. Where are you going, sir?"
"What a coincidence! We are also going to the border. My parents want me to travel around, and I want to see the sunset over the long river and the lonely smoke over the frontier."
"Then we can travel together. We'll have someone to talk to along the way, and the journey won't be lonely." Wan Laoer suggested with a smile.
Yuwensong didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He was still thinking about how to start his speech without arousing suspicion from the other party. Now he didn't need to say anything more.
"Okay, I'm here to travel anyway, so I can listen to you tell me about the customs and practices of the border areas."
Yuwensong successfully infiltrated Wan Laoer's team.
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