【Lotus Root Cake】Sour, Sweet, Bitter, Spicy, Salty

After Zhou Shan left, Sang Rou found a book for the orphan, and then asked him to choose a word he liked as the name, even if he didn't know it, it didn't matter.

As a result, the abandoned child clicked a few times and clicked on a "Zha". Sang Rou looked at this word and thought it was not easy to name it, but the abandoned child liked it, so he asked for this. Let’s call him Zha’er for the time being.

And the little lotus flower, which looks very beautiful and immortal, was packed in a small cloth bag by Zha'er, and then hung on his waist every day.

From Luoyi all the way to the west, it entered the Weishui River. As a rabbit spirit, Sangrou didn't like water, but Zha'er thought it was very good, so she swam by the boat every day, so that she could swim along the Weishui River. After entering the land of Shu, Zha'er pointed to the original boundary marker of the East China Sea and read it aloud.

"You know these characters?" Sang Rou also felt strange, isn't this kid illiterate?

"I don't know you." Blinking her eyes and innocently returning to the other party, Zha'er swaggered into the city with her little hands, and Sang Rou walked behind for a while before she couldn't help pulling the boy who didn't look back. .

"Where are you going? You don't know this Chentang Pass, why are you running so fast?"

"I don't know." Wrinkled his nose and shook his head blankly, Zha'er didn't understand why he wanted to move forward, he always felt that there was something he knew ahead.

"Hey, boy, you didn't drink the Mengpo soup in your previous life, so you kept your memory."

"Then do you think the immortal is someone I knew in my previous life?"

Holding the small cloth bag at her waist, Zha'er held her face and smiled foolishly. Sang Rou felt that it was over. This kid might have fallen into the opponent's palm. Probably will also remember for the other party for a lifetime.

"You run so fast, even the rabbit can't catch up, come here, give you my hand."

As a rabbit, Sang Rou's words were well-founded, so Zha'er bit her lip, and finally took the other party's finger.The two staggered forward, and when they reached the largest military mansion in Chentangguan, Nezha suddenly stopped, and then pointed to the plaque on the door.

"How do you pronounce that word?"

"Ah, Gongyang Mansion."

"ram?"

"correct."

The two people, one big and one small, looked at each other for a moment, and Zha'er suddenly wrinkled his face unhappily, then grabbed Sangrou and walked aside.

"Why, did this ram offend you?"

"No."

"Then why are you losing your temper?"

"do not know."

After walking around the city defense, Zha'er was finally too tired to walk, then he took out the lotus flower in the cloth bag, tore off a petal and swallowed it in his mouth.

Sang Rou, who was standing by the side before she could stop her, turned her head and saw Ao Bing's tall figure, who seemed to be coughing, because Zha'er was screaming so urgently that he didn't even catch his breath, and then just ran like that come over.

"Immortal!" Standing up with a smile on his face, Zha'er quickly ran a few steps, and then hugged Ao Bing's thigh. Seeing the appearance of this little kid, Sang Rou even had the illusion that the other party was in love .

"Didn't you call me only if there was something urgent?"

"It's urgent, it's urgent."

"Oh, tell me and listen."

"I want a name, and I need the immortal to give it to me."

"Me?" Ao Bing rubbed his eyebrows and sighed distressedly as he wiped away the blood stains on his lips with wide eyes wide open, "The one I took is not suitable for you."

"why?"

"Because that name can't keep you safe for the rest of your life."

"Actually, I have chosen a word, which is this, and I will write it for you."

Holding Ao Bing's finger, the boy drew a crooked "Zha" character on the ground with a branch. When the strokes were completed, Sang Rou saw the opponent's thin body shaking slightly, as if he was about to fall down against the wind.

"This word is very good."

Just like a hundred years of time flies by, that immature child was so innocent back then, and then I pulled myself to tell him his name, tell him the address of Li's residence, and tell him that he would come to the birthday banquet.

It's a pity that there is no good banquet, that's what fate should be.

"Then you can add these two words."

Twirling the branch with plain hands, Ao Bing wrote two strokes in front of "Zha". When Zha'er squatted down to look, the figure of the other party disappeared like a cloud of smoke, leaving only one sentence in the boy's ear.

"From now on, you must call me urgently, or I will take back the lotus flower, so you can do it yourself."

Squatting on the ground and looking aside blankly, after confirming that the other party had really left, Zha'er pointed to the ground aggrievedly, and then asked Sang Rou to tell him how to pronounce the word.

Staring at the words with jagged handwriting on the ground, Sang Rou pressed Zha'er's head and said:

"Yes, Nezha Li."