4 Unmemorable Meal (1/2)
While Ye Jing was in mid-air, she was guilt stricken and whispered to Yu'Er, ”Am I too harsh to the boy? He has just lost his mother and now he is all alone. Is he able to take care of himself?”
But Yu'Er did not reply to her and happily soared in the heavens, happy to get away from that place.
Ye Jing was annoyed and she slapped Yu'Er back hard, ”Are you even listening? We are now going back.”
And she issued a stern command, ”Let's turn back.”
Yu'Er shrieked unhappily but she made a U-turn anyway.
When Ye Jing returned to the hut, the lad was staring at the pavilion where his mother was last seen, ”Hello…”
Xiaofang was delighted and he immediately ran to her, hugging her tightly…
Ye Jing was startled and flustered. It was because she had never been hugged in this manner by a man before.
She gently pushed him away, ”That's enough. Today is your birthday, am I right? Why don't I cook something nice for you?”
Xiaofang had tears rolling on his cheeks, ”Thank you Big Sister Jing…”
Ye Jing smiled gently, ”But I must warn you. I will still be leaving afterward. I am really buzy, you know.”
Xiaofang nodded many times in appreciation.
She patted him gently on his head and marched to the kitchen, ”Wait for me in the dining hall. In the meantime go prepare some good wines. Don't tell me you don't have many. I've already seen your collection.”
She pushed Yu'Er gently to the side, ”Stop following me. Go one side and find some worms to eat.”
Yu'Er shrieked unhappily but when she caught sight of a fish in the pool, she immediately jumped into the pool and started to play in the pools delightfully.
She said exasperatedly, ”Don't drown while I am away, you stupid bird…”
She ignored Yu'Er and went into the kitchen.
She made a quick search. The kitchen was ordinary but there were many vegetables hanging around.
She had even found a few big ruby eggs, ”Good. Eggs with vegetables. How excellent!”
She quickly made a fire with the woods that she had found.
In no time she had whipped several delicious dishes, ”Who says that cultivators don't have the time for the kitchen?”
When she had entered the dining hall, Xiaofang had already prepared several jars of aromatic wines.