Quick Wear: Crazy Fox Calm Tree

"You're right."

"So you didn't finish the story about the mountain god that you told me before?" The most handsome boy looked at Mu Qing and asked. The story was too perfect to be real.

He kept wondering, is there really such a fairy tale-like legend?

"The story is over. What I said is all true. It just depends on how you understand it." Mu Qing smiled and said nothing.

The most handsome boy's eyes were full of doubts, and he lowered his head in thought.

Mu Qing ignored him, but stood up, patted his butt, and went back to the room to rest, leaving the other person alone sitting at the door of the mountain temple, brainstorming.

After staying one night on the mountain, they packed up and went down the mountain to go home early the next morning.

After waving goodbye to everyone at the entrance of the village, Mu Qing turned back to his own courtyard. He simply cleaned the house, then took down the dried flowers at the door and replaced them with a bunch of gorgeous fresh flowers.

Seeing that there was no movement next door, Mu Qing packed up his things and knocked gently on the door next door. However, no one answered. He looked around but could not find Gui Wang.

Seeing this, Mu Qing turned and walked towards the ancestral hall in the village. The hall was very quiet. Only the village chief and an old woman were chattering inside, and no one knew what they were doing.

After Mu Qing greeted them, he bowed inside the ancestral hall and then stood up and walked to the back.

Sure enough, not long after walking, he saw Gui Wang's figure.

"I knew you were here. Why didn't you make puppets today? Are you done?" Mu Qing walked over with a smile and patted Gui Wang on the shoulder.

"Everything is ready. Did you sleep well in the mountains yesterday?"

"I slept pretty well, but I wasn't used to it. It was too lonely." Mu Qing said as he rubbed against Gui Wang's side. He was more accustomed to staying by his side. It turned out that statues were no match for living people.

"Then sleep a little longer! There's nothing to do today." Gui Wang looked at the fatigue in Mu Qing's eyes and gently touched his hair.

"Ah."

Mu Qing leaned on his shoulder and hummed.

Looking at the splashing water in the stream not far away, Mu Qing's stomach suddenly growled.

"Guiwang, I want to eat dried fish. Can you make some for me?"

Thinking of the tender and fragrant dried fish, Mu Qing suddenly felt greedy and couldn't help drooling.

"Okay, are three enough?" Gui Wang followed Mu Qing's gaze and immediately knew which one he wanted to eat. He nodded and asked with a smile.

"That's enough. One and a half is enough for me. I'll pair it with pancakes and rice later..." Mu Qing swallowed his saliva as he spoke.

Gui Wang smiled and stood up, walking into the stream. The water was very clear and a little chilly at the moment. Gui Wang stood in the stream, half of his calves were submerged, his eyes swept through the water, and he quickly determined his target.

He thrust his fingers into the water, and the next second he caught a fish and threw it onto the shore.

Mu Qing stood on the shore and clapped his hands constantly, his eyes full of joy and anticipation. With Gui Wang's help, soon all the small fish he wanted were caught, along with some other things.

"How about making three into dried fish and stewing the rest?" Mu Qing asked, looking at the remaining fish and algae.

"Don't you want to eat sausages?" Gui Wang walked out of the water. His trouser legs that were originally wet were now dry.

"It's a bit troublesome to stuff fish into sausages, so it's better to cook it. It's not too late to eat the sausages in two days."

Mu Qing shook his head. They would be worshipping the mountain god in two days anyway, and the village would definitely slaughter pigs then. It wouldn't be too late to make sausages then.

"Okay, then I'll make it for you, but you have to help." Gui Wang nodded, picked up a few fish on the ground, took two steps, and then added.

"Of course." Mu Qing followed with a smile.

……

After the boy with glasses returned to the village chief's house, he looked at Zhang Mingming, who was still absorbed in reading the picture album but had not touched the book he had found earlier, with disgust in his eyes.

Zhang Mingming couldn't help but frown when he saw the guest who had a shaky nose and eyes when he came back. He felt angry and the two of them couldn't help but mock each other.

In the end, they returned to their respective rooms disgusted with each other, not wanting to say another word to each other.

Compared to them, the most handsome boy gets along very well with Mingtian. Both of them have very good personalities and neither of them likes to talk much, so they get along quite well.

After the handsome boy came back, he said hello to Mingtian and then went back to his room to continue organizing the documents.

Just as he was watching with great interest, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of food, and then he heard Mingtian calling him to come for dinner.

"It smells so good, what's for dinner today?" The handsome boy sniffed the fragrance in the air and couldn't help but put down the book in his hand. He asked curiously while standing at the table.

"It's braised pork with preserved vegetables and stir-fried vegetables, and the dry one is rice. They're all freshly made by Grandma Wang." Mingtian said as he opened the lid on the rice.

"Grandma Wang? Are all the meals in the village cooked by Grandma Wang? I heard from my friends that the meals they eat there are also cooked by Grandma Wang." The handsome boy asked puzzledly as he sat down.

"No, we all eat our own food here. It's just that none of us can cook, and the elders who can cook are not at home, so we asked Grandma Wang to cook for us." Mingtian explained, "For example, Nanmu can cook, so they should eat the food they cook."

"So that's how it is. Grandma Wang's cooking skills are quite good. It seems she can cook all kinds of dishes." The handsome boy nodded and couldn't help but praise her. Yesterday she had Northeastern stew and today she has the same. It's really getting better day by day.

"The old man does know a lot of dishes. It seems like he can cook everything. Here's the rice." Mingtian said as he handed over the bowl of rice.

"Thank you."

The handsome boy took the rice and was planning to eat it directly, but he was suddenly stunned when he saw the pattern on the bowl.

He picked up the bowl and looked at it again and again, his eyes becoming more and more enthusiastic.

Mingtian looked at the other person's strange look and couldn't help but asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this bowl?"

"Where did this bowl come from? Do you have any more?" The handsome boy looked up and asked excitedly.

"This is the ordinary bowl we use for eating at home. We have many more of them at home." Mingtian explained.

"Can you take me to see it?"

Mingtian nodded hesitantly, and in the end, the two of them didn't even eat before walking into the back room together.

As soon as he walked into the room, before Mingtian could say anything, the handsome boy was stunned, staring blankly at the wall and the paintings on it.

"These are..." The handsome boy was so excited that he was speechless.

Mingtian looked at the other party's strange behavior with confusion in his eyes.

It was not until a long time had passed that the handsome boy came to his senses and excitedly told Mingtian about the historical value of the wall, bowl and painting in his house. It seemed that he wanted to tear down the wall immediately to study it, which scared Mingtian.

"Stop, stop, stop, calm down!" Mingtian hurriedly comforted the other party. Looking at the other party's excited expression, Mingtian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, before they finished their meal, the other party kept trying to persuade Mingtian to donate the walls, bowls and paintings, or lend them to him for research.

After being rejected tomorrow, the handsome boy did not give up. Instead, he persevered in talking to him about the value of these things and his own research on them...