Chapter 677 (1/2)

”Ding, the host sends an invitation to the characters of the plot...”

”Ding, Feng Qingxue accepts the invitation to establish a (dry) relationship with the host. Rewards: attribute points × 50, Cape papaya × 300.”

”Note: Cape papaya, a specialty of Youdu, has the wonderful function of beautifying and supplementing the canteen.”

……

Ten Years From Now.

Wahuang temple, a secluded courtyard.

Feng Qingxue, the saint of Youdu in Miao style clothes, is sitting in front of the kitchen stove and adding fire to the stove from time to time. Maybe the fire is too big, the pot ash floating from the stove from time to time sticks to the tip of Feng Qingxue's nose, adding a bit of playful color to her.

Outside.

Han Yunxi, who was in charge of chopping firewood, suddenly split a log, stopped and peeped at the ”niece” who added fire to godfather in the kitchen. When he was a child, he didn't think his name was niece Qingxue.

But now my niece has grown up, people have become beautiful and tall, and the canteen has become big.

Han Yunxi also gradually gave birth to a different kind of careful thinking.

But

I'm fengqingxue's uncle!

Although he did it, he was also an uncle. Han Yunxi always couldn't get through this barrier, so he only dared to steal his niece every time, rather than appreciate it openly.

When I was a child, I shouldn't listen to Godfather and call Feng Guangmo's nephew and Feng Qingxue's niece.

How good each theory is!

Like now, I dare not say I like it.

Sin!

”Pa ~ ~”

Han Yunxi was patted on the back of his head.

He looked back.

No one!

But he was not surprised. Godfather's skills emerged one after another. It was not once or twice that he was beaten for no reason.

”Also see, quickly chop the firewood for me and pile it in. The light snow is almost out of firewood.”

”Do you still want to eat juntun pot helmets?”

Hearing his godfather's scolding, Han Yunxi quickly took back the fool's eyes and cut firewood with bare arms and dark, a tool man alive.

”Puff ~ ~”

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, ”Grandpa, uncle Han is so interesting.”

”It's not that he's funny, it's that you're too charming.”

Pan Haodong said as he was busy making peace.

Juntun pot helmet, also known as butter thousand layer cake, selects high-quality fabrics, then tears off the surface film of pig raw board oil, mixes with anise, fennel, naphthalene, pepper, ginger, refined salt, monosodium glutamate and other spices, chopped and peeled, smeared on the elongated dough, rolled and shaped, fried in a frying pan, and finally put into the furnace for crispness.

He made the oven privately.

It burns charcoal.

Feng Qingxue makes a fire in the stove. He cooks steamed stuffed buns. All kinds of steamed stuffed buns are very high. There are ten layers in a steamer. There are hundreds of steamed stuffed buns in a steamer.

They are all steamed stuffed buns that Xiaoxue likes to eat.

You can't finish a meal, but it's good to put it up as a snack.

Mr. Pan made a heaven and earth bag for his lovely granddaughter. It is tied around his waist. It is only larger than his purse, but it can hold a lot of things. 3 × three × 3. There is no problem with more luggage and dry food.

”Grandpa, don't tease me. How can people be as good as you say?”

The beautiful face of Feng Qingxue climbed into the rosy clouds, adding a bit of charm to her. There are women in my family who have just grown up, and it's the picking season.

What a pity!