“It’s simple, do it yourself.”

I called my brother to come down to take charge of the chef, wouldn’t the chef be there?

Under the secret peeping of the common people nearby, the two men with foreign accents and wearing martial arts armor entered the kitchen one by one. The common people hiding in the dry well could still hear the conversation between the two brothers.

"Why are all the kitchen utensils gone?"

Gong Xiqiu said: "For the common people, these instruments can also be self-defense objects, so they should be taken with them when they escape."

Jimo Qiu can only use martial gas to make it out of the pot spatula.

“Luckily the ingredients are still there.”

What kind of ingredients are missing? The high priest germinates on the spot.

After a while, the fragrance spread in the air. Gong Xiqiu sat in front of the stove and watched the fire. He sniffed it and found that they were all the food he liked to eat. The smile on the corners of his lips also became a little bigger: "Brother, you haven't seen anyone in the past month, why are you busy with?"

Jimo Qiu spoke bluntly.

"You can't see me because you always stick to Adou. With Adou, you can still see my brother in your eyes?" After saying that, "But, I'm really busy lately. The end of the year is approaching, and according to the old rules, I have to prepare for the dance and practice."

"Dance? Why didn't you prepare to see you in previous years?"

“In a war.”

I may not be able to do this during the Chinese New Year this year.

The so-called sacrifice dance is a sacrifice dance that pleases the gods. It is a major event within the clan. The high priest will dance sacrifice dance at the ceremony, communicate with the gods through dance music, and listen to the oracles. At the same time, he wishes and prays for peace and prosperity for the next year. Gong Xiqiu liked this day when he was a child, and he would queue up early to wait for the ceremony.

Thinking of the lively moments back then and the loneliness now, even Gong Xiqiu couldn't help but sigh: "Only we are a little shabby, and I guess the gods are not willing to come. There are many people in Fengluo, should we spend money to find someone to join in the fun?"

Jimo Qiu is frying dishes neatly.

From time to time, I picked up the wooden stick and sprinkled something into the pot.

"It's not that God decided not to come if he sees the heat or not... But your proposal is not unreasonable..." His Highness once liked the excitement very much, "It's time for the victory, and it's the New Year again, so it's really better to be more lively..."

"What does it have to do with winning a battle?"

"Pray that my God will be successful in everything and that the martial arts will flourish."

Gong Xiqiu didn't care about these things, he only cared about a little.

"How have you practiced?"

Jimo Qiu sighed: "I haven't practiced for a long time and I'm unfamiliar."

Gong Xichou comforted him: "What are you afraid of? Practice makes perfect. If the elder brother doesn't do it alone, I can do it for you."

Wearing the costume of the high priest and performing the sacrifice dance was his biggest dream when he was a child. Even now that he has grown up, his desire has not completely disappeared. Brother, he will go!

Jimo Qiu did not answer here.

But there was a dish that almost made Gong Xiqiu's soul so spicy that he didn't dare to open his mouth, for fear of his throat spitting out!

"Why is it so spicy?"

Jimo Qiu calmly handed him water: "Your martial arts totem is too heavy, and you are a person in the sun after all, and you must not be too close to death. Eating some chili will help you eliminate the death energy as soon as possible."

Gong Xiqiu had a drink and felt a little better.

"Ahem, I won't be like this every time, right?"

Then he will not dare to fight with all his strength in the future.

Jimo Qiu opened his eyes that were similar to Gong Xiqiu but were very gentle, and said, "No, this time it is a temporary emergency."

Gong Xiqiu then put his hanging heart down.

Both brothers have no appetite. They swept all the ingredients in the kitchen. Jimo Qiu left behind silver when he was leaving. The sound was not heavy but it could clearly reach the ears of the hiding people: "These should be enough to buy them. If there is not enough, I can find me to make up for it."

After saying that, he bowed and left.

Left uneasy people looked at each other.

Jimo Qiu could still open fire by himself, but other martial arts soldiers did not light up this skill. Some people were waiting for the logistics to start their meals, while some people directly pulled out the chef: "Serve the food quickly, you have enough money, I'm going to starve to death... I'll have two meals in the past two days!"

One of the meals was eaten while rushing.

Although I was not so hungry that I couldn't help it, I was still holding my anger.

Break through the city gate as soon as possible and have a meal!

|ω`)

Alas, the more I look at the examples around me, the more I feel that the relationship between parents and children is "subtle". There may be karma in the dark.

Wenzhou is going crazy these days.

A relative (a close relationship) had a conflict with his parents. The 60-year-old parents took their elders to nowhere to go, so they had to live on the mountain (the old house on the mountain belongs to my family. Last year, my family paid tens of thousands to build the collapsed old house to use to store the elders' licences). It was super hot there, and the old house had no air conditioning. I went there once, and I was sweating all over when I stood still.

In fact, both sides have big problems, and there is no one standing there.

Just looking at them with all white hair, they lived on the mountain with a pair of elderly people (old parents are in their early sixties, and a pair of elderly people are in their eighties). In their later years, they could see uneasiness in their naked eyes, and they felt a little sigh in their hearts, which reminded them of themselves.

What is the relationship between children and parents?
Chapter completed!