Chapter 423

"Turtledove! I haven't eaten turtledove for many years. It's a good game!"

Yang's sister may be really hungry. Looking at the live turtledove on the tree, saliva appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"Don't talk and watch me catch them!" meow whispered.

"Miaomiao girl, wait first!" Yang Zhenling stopped Miaomiao: "these turtledoves have red ropes tied to their legs. It should be the owner's turtledove. I don't know which Islander raised it. It can't be regarded as game! If you really want to eat them, you should also tell the owner's house in advance."

"Brother, there is no family in the mountains and forests?"

Yang's sister looked at Yang Zhenling discontentedly.

"Don't tell me, there should be people here!"

Yang Zhenling stretched out his hand and saw a curl of cooking smoke rising on the hillside.

"On the other side of the mountain, if you go there, it will be a long way back! What's more, the ancient leader is hungry now. Do you have the heart to let your guests starve?" the younger sister of the Yang family said pitifully.

"It's okay. We're not hungry."

Although she was constantly called sister, this pot of meow was not on her back. She looked at Yang's sister and smiled happily.

"Sister, you hate it!"

She glared at meow, and Yang's sister turned to play pettish to Yang Zhenling.

"Well, in fact, I'm hungry. Brother, let's not go to the mountain. Take these turtledoves now!"

It seems that the Yang family's sister wants to eat them. The turtledoves that were still playing in the tree suddenly flew away. The direction is the hillside, where the cooking smoke rises.

Yang's younger sister wanted to cry without tears, but Yang Zhenling laughed: "it seems that these turtledoves really don't want you to eat!"

Everyone laughed, and Yang's sister shouted at the foot of the mountain, "Stinky turtledove, bad turtledove, wait for me, and I'll eat you today!"

"Well, stop it, little sister! The mountain is far away. We are mainly to accompany the ancient leader today. Whether we eat turtledoves or not depends on the ancient leader's meaning." Yang Zhenling said.

"It's all right. Anyway, meow and I are not tired. It's rare that your sister is not afraid of hard work. Let's go there!" Gu Zheng said with a smile.

Action is action. Gu Zheng and others were at the top of the mountain and immediately began to go down the mountain from the other side.

Before long, Yang's sister regretted that the mountain road was difficult, and it was more difficult to go down the mountain than up the mountain. Yang Zhenling took her hand all the way.

"Sister Yang, why don't we go back?"

Meow walked at the front happily, turned around from time to time and talked and laughed with Yang's sister.

"No, I won't bow down to the mountain road. I must eat the turtledove made by the ancient leader at noon!" said the younger sister of the Yang family.

"Don't talk about my husband as a turtledove. We saw the turtledove fly over there, but it's not sure that the family didn't raise it. Besides, even if it was raised by others, they may not want us to eat!" meow said.

"They must be raised by that family! Otherwise, I will lose a lot. As for saying that others are reluctant to give up, sister, you can rest assured! As long as you say that they are distinguished guests of Tianxin sect, the islanders have nothing to give up!" affirmed sister Yang.

After walking forward for a while, a winding trail finally appeared on the originally pathless mountain.

"Great, there's a way!"

Yang's sister cheered and found that Lu was so cute for the first time.

Down the road, everyone's speed is much faster.

After a while, a man with a hoe on his back appeared on the road ahead, with a seven or eight year old child.

"Uncle, wait!" Yang Zhenling said.

The man with a bare upper body and a farmer's dress turned back and stopped to look at Yang Zhenling.

"Uncle, I want to ask you something. How many families live on this mountain?" Yang Zhenling said.

The farmer looked simple and honest, but he didn't immediately answer Yang Zhenling's question, but narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Zhenling up and down.

"Who are you?"

The muddy child, hiding behind the farmer, asked timidly.

"I'm a disciple of Tianxin sect. This is a distinguished guest of Tianxin sect. We are thirsty and hungry all the way. We want to go to a place where people live for dinner!"

Yang Zhenling didn't mean to say that he wanted to eat turtledoves. He smiled at the mud child and took out a fog wind Apricot for him.

The mud child shook his head. Although he wanted to eat the fog wind apricot in Yang Zhenling's hand, he firmly grasped the farmer's clothes.

"You, you, you are Yang Zhenling?"

The farmer finally spoke, with a little excitement in his unbelievable voice.

"My name is Yang Zhenling. Uncle, do you recognize me?"

Yang Zhenling looked puzzled. Looking at the farmer's face, he first frowned, and then his eyes widened.

"You, are you uncle Cheng?" Yang Zhenling said excitedly.

"Do you remember?" the farmer laughed.

When Yang Zhenling was a child, uncle Cheng was his neighbor. Later, Yang Zhenling's parents died. Young Yang Zhenling and Yang's sister lived in Tianxin sect until they reached adulthood, and then moved back to their old house. However, uncle Cheng's family, who was originally their neighbor, has disappeared.

After many years, I met my old neighbor. Both Yang Zhenling and uncle Cheng looked very happy.

"Xiao Bao, go home first, tell your mother and ask her to prepare some dishes and entertain distinguished guests at noon!"

"Yes."

The mud child answered and smiled at the people. He disappeared on the mountain road.

"Uncle Cheng, how many families are there near here?"

Yang's sister also opened her mouth, and her heart was still thinking of her turtledove.

"I'm the only one here! Don't go anywhere today. Just go to my house for a casual meal, and your guests will go home with us!"

Uncle Cheng looked at the crowd with a simple, honest and enthusiastic expression.

Yang Zhenling looks at Gu Zheng with inquiring eyes. Although he wants to talk about the past, today's task is to take Gu Zheng to play after all. Whether he can pass or not depends on Gu Zheng's decision.

"OK, let's go and be a guest!"

Gu Zheng doesn't really want to go. People who are too enthusiastic will make him feel uncomfortable, but since Yang Zhenling wants to go, there's nothing to go with.

Yang Zhen smiled excitedly at Gu Zheng: "ancient Taoist friends, excuse me for a while."

"It's all right, go!"

Gu Zheng smiled. Yang Zhenling immediately walked in front of Uncle Cheng and talked about the past while walking.

"Uncle Cheng's family is the only one in the mountain. It seems that quails belong to their family. Today's quails haven't run away!" the younger sister of the Yang family smiled.

Yang Zhenling and uncle Cheng walked in front, and Gu Zheng walked behind. Although Gu Zheng didn't speak all the way, it didn't seem boring that Yang's sister and meow teased from time to time.

Uncle Cheng's home is in front of him. It's a small yard and three straw huts. The mud child who originally came back to report has also been washed white and is grinning at the people at the door.

"Here you are, Xiaobao!"

Yang Zhenling hurried forward and took out some fog wind apricots to Uncle Cheng's children.

"Take it, this is your true spirit brother!"

Uncle Cheng spoke, and Xiaobao took the Wufeng apricot and shouted 'brother Zhenling' crisply.

"Son of a bitch, I'm back!"

Taking the people into the yard, uncle Cheng shouted to the house.

A simple peasant woman immediately came out of the house: "my father, the food is almost ready. Take the distinguished guests to the main room first!"

"Aunt Cheng!"

Yang Zhenling and Yang's sister shouted together. The peasant woman was stunned and soon saw who they were. A happy greeting was inevitable.

In the main room, uncle Cheng entertained Gu Zheng and others with his own wine.

The quality of drinks is not good. People who can drink are very simple. Gu Zheng also drank a large bowl of drinks.

While everyone was drinking and chatting, a different smell of meat came from the kitchen, which made people move their fingers.

The younger sister of the Yang family was still intoxicated at the beginning, but she soon frowned. She looked at Gu Zheng and whispered, "ancient leader, should this boiled meat be?"

"It seems so. Ordinary meat won't have such a delicious taste."

Gu Zheng doesn't think it's a pity, but it's a little fun! Originally, he came after the turtledove, but who wanted to be a hospitable host, even cooked the turtledove first.

On the other hand, sister Yang's face is full of meat pain. At the thought of ordinary quality turtledoves, she was stewed by Aunt Cheng. She really has a feeling of crying and laughing.

After a while, aunt Cheng brought all the food.

Two turtledoves stewed soup, and two turtledoves were fried with potatoes. In addition, there was a pheasant, a hare and some wild vegetables in the mountains.

"The food is ready. Today, I specially stewed some turtledoves in my family. I hope your guests, Xiaoling and Xiaoyue can eat and drink enough!"

Uncle Cheng's words were very real. Another bowl of wine collided with everyone.

With a sense of bewilderment, Yang's sister filled a little turtle dove soup and a little turtle dove meat. After tasting them all, her face was more disappointed.

Gu Zheng also tasted the same thing. Because Aunt Cheng put some herbs in it, the turtledove soup was very tonic, but the dosage was wrong, so that it should have been a very delicious soup. In addition to a trace of bitterness, the medicine taste was also very strong.

As for the fried turtle dove meat, there are also some things that should not be put in it, so that the taste of ordinary ingredients has not burst out at all.

"Eat more. Although it's not delicious, it's someone else's heart."

Gu Zheng whispered not only to meow, but also to the disappointed Yang sister.

Meow, who had put down his chopsticks, was obedient. He not only picked up his chopsticks, but also ate very sweet.

As for Yang's sister, although she is obedient, she can't do the kind of investment! After all, she was really looking forward to the turtledove cooked by Gu Zheng. What's more, unlike Miaomiao, she really passed the village and didn't have this store.

"Ancient leader, you said that the original turtledove was an ordinary level of food. What level of food should the current turtledove be?" the younger sister of the Yang family whispered.

"It's pretty good. It belongs to the second level." Gu Zheng whispered.

Seeing that sister Yang was still depressed, Gu Zheng whispered again: "Although the common level turtle dove meat was degraded due to Aunt Cheng's incomprehension and unreasonable cooking methods, I can feel that Aunt Cheng did it very carefully! What's more, aunt Cheng, as a peasant woman, is already very good at this meal! You are a cook and I'm good at cooking. If you have to compare aunt Cheng with us, you'll be at the tip of an ox's horn! Man How can life be so perfect? People have to die than people, and goods have to be thrown away! "

"Dear guest, don't just talk and touch another bowl with me!" Uncle Cheng raised the bowl to Gu.

"Good!"

Gu Zheng held a bowl to greet each other, and the two bowls collided.

"What? Did my husband say you were enlightened?"

Meow stabbed the dazed Yang sister.

"I understand the truth, but I'm a little disappointed! After all, unlike my sister, I can't often eat the delicious food made by the ancient leader."

Sister Yang smiled bitterly, picked up a piece of rice cake on the table and took a hard bite.

"Eh, this rice cake is delicious!"

In fact, Yang's sister is also careless. The delicious rice cake seems to make her forget her previous loss.

"Xiaoyue, the reason why our family moved here is that we found that the rice planted by the spring in the mountain here tastes particularly sweet. Grandma Cheng likes it very much. If you like to eat this rice cake, eat more. When you leave, my aunt will decorate rice for you."

"Thank you, aunt!"

The younger sister of the Yang family quickly thanked her and then said, "grandma Cheng really doesn't want to eat with us?"

"No, she can eat in the back room." aunt Cheng smiled.

"Well, why don't you eat?"

Yang's sister suddenly found that Xiaobao looked at the table and looked like she was about to cry.

"My turtledove and my turtledove are gone. They won't play with me in the future."

When asked, the wronged Xiaobao cried. Although the voice was very small, all the people in the room heard it.

"Didn't my mother promise you? Next time I go out of the mountain, I'll bring you some chicks to play. As for those turtledoves, Xiao Bao will forget them!"

Aunt Cheng touched Xiaobao's head, but Xiaobao was still very lost.

"Originally, those turtledoves are Xiaobao's playmates. I'm really sorry, Xiaobao!"

Looking at Xiaobao's wronged appearance, Yang's sister also feels guilty.

"Xiaoyue, it's all right. It's for children. It'll be fine in a while."

Aunt Cheng was apologetic and looked at the people who didn't eat anymore.

"The children are so old that it's not a way to keep away from the outside world. I heard Lao Cheng talking to Yang Daoyou before. The reason why you chose to live in the mountains is because Xiaobao's grandmother is ill! I don't know what's wrong with Xiaobao's grandmother?" Gu Zheng asked.

On the way, Gu Zheng listens to Yaojin say something to Yang Zhenling. Yang Zhenling has asked about their family, but Yaojin seems too sad to say more about his mother's illness.

Gu Zheng took the initiative to ask, which made Yang Zhenling smile gratefully at him first, and then the whole person seemed to have confidence.

"Uncle Cheng, the ancient Taoist friend is a distinguished guest of Tianxin sect, but a very capable person. Tell us what disease grandma Cheng has! Maybe the ancient Taoist friend can cure it?"

Yang Zhenling looked at Uncle Cheng, who was only drinking, and his tone was quite complaining.