The deep sleepiness was taught by Yasha and it was completely distracted, especially Xie Bi'an and I. He seemed to be targeting us, and we didn't have time to refute it, but he turned around and walked into the room angrily.

"Uncle Xiaobai, what did we do wrong?"

Xie Bi'an was about to say, but Fan Wujiu said, "It's just that you can go into the house and sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left us. Xie Bi'an and I looked at each other, and we made our left foot together with a tacit understanding, following Fan Wujiu.

In the early morning, I opened my eyes slightly, hesitating whether to get up or go to the bathroom, and turned my head to see Xin'er's enlarged face.

"Sister Zou Zhou, get up quickly, can we go and catch crickets?"

Xin'er was extremely playful and I couldn't handle it at all. After running through a few grasslands, I was so tired that I lay on the ground motionless, and my mind was just thinking about sleeping.

"Sister Zou Zhou, look, that's Grandpa Cheng." Xin'er said happily, pulling up one of my arms and pointing at a black dot in the distance, "Sister Zou Zhou, the green grass cake he made is delicious. Do you want to eat it?"

Speaking of eating, I remember that I had not had breakfast yet, so I got up and nodded, and looked at the place she pointed at. The voice of the person who came was just like the old man Cheng I saw last night.

He walked up to me and looked at me a few times. After listening to Xin'er's introduction, he showed a little surprise on his face. In just one second, it disappeared completely.

Xin'er said she wanted to eat green grass cake, so he nodded and said yes, and went back to make it immediately. I walked behind, pretending to see the scenery on both sides, and now that he occasionally turned his head slightly and looked at me.

The kitchen is spacious and simple. The stoves, pots and pans built with soil are made of wood. The ingredients you see are fresh and fragrant. A few goldfish are raised in a tank of water.

Xin'er and I were waiting outside. There was not much time, so Mr. Cheng came out with a plate of green soft cakes.

I tasted it, it was fragrant and refreshing, and it was very suitable for my appetite.

Mr. Cheng said that it is not advisable to eat too much green grass pastry. When we finished eating, we did not prepare any more, but brought out two cups of green tea.

His eyes fell on me more and more times, and I felt a little panicked, thinking, could he recognize me as the one who lay on the grass last night?

I took the initiative to open up the conversation.

"Mr. Cheng, you have such good skills. Is it possible for you to learn it yourself or to be taught by others?"

His eyes were slender, and when he heard me speak, he suddenly widened his eyes slightly, "Oh, it was taught by a friend of mine, and his skill in making green grass cakes is even more exquisite."

"Yes, yes, Grandpa Wang cooks delicious."

"Grandpa Wang?" I looked at Xin'er, "Is it the old man Wang we met yesterday?"

"Yes, sister Zou Zhou, the relationship between them is very good, just like my sister-in-law and brother."

I smiled, touched Xin'er's head, and looked at Mr. Cheng in a blink of an eye, "Haha, Xin'er's words are so funny." I silently doubted in my heart that they were really a couple.

"Hahaha, it's time, and the young master must be looking for you now."

I didn't understand, Xin'er held my hand, was a little anxious, and told me to go back to the main house as soon as possible.

As he said, Qiuhe, Xie Bi'an and others were looking for us everywhere.

After entering the table, I saw the table full of delicious food and wine, and the hills were talking about it.

There is a rule in this ghost village that if a guest comes to his family, no matter whether he is superior or inferior, he should be welcomed and entertained as a distinguished guest.

You must not be stingy if you have anything at home.

This is to pray for blessings. In the coming year and even in the future, the weather here will be good, and their lives will be stable and harmonious.

After the lecture, Qiuhe invited two old men, Wang and Cheng, to have a meal with us.

After the meal, I saw that the atmosphere was not active enough and said with a smile: "I ate the green grass cake made by Mr. Cheng before, but now there is still a fragrance in my mouth."

"Oh?" Qiu He was shocked, "I didn't expect that Zou Zhou, you are lucky to be able to eat the pastry made by Mr. Cheng."

"Good luck? Hahaha, I also have the blessing of Xin'er." I said, "Just what I think, since Mr. Wang and Mr. Cheng are good friends, I wonder if I can reveal something about this to me?"

Xie Bi'an raised the corner of his mouth, pulled out a smile that was hard to see, and turned his head and blinked at me quietly.

In an instant, the dining table became a sniffle, and under Xie Bi'an's table, he secretly stepped on my feet.

I paused and continued, "Actually, we are in a very anxious situation now. We have been here for almost two days and there is no news at all. If we continue to do this, we may not be able to go back and report."

"Ahem," Qiu He pointed to the table with his hands, "Since the two old men don't know, I don't want you to be aggressive."

What does this mean? Qiuhe, who had spoken in a quiet voice before, frowned and looked unhappy at this moment.

"Uh, sorry, we don't have this intention at all. We just thought that if we find out something, we don't have to continue disturbing you."

"This is not a big deal."

Xie Bi'an: "If you say that, we will still be unable to get over it. Since Brother Qiu He feels that we are aggressive for our own purposes, we have no reason to stay." Seeing that Xie Bi'an, I stood up, and then Fan Wujiu and Yasha were the same.

We turned around and walked to the door, shouting at us with a hoarse voice: "Several adults, stay!"

Xie Bi'an turned his head and stared at Mr. Wang, hesitating for a few seconds, "It's not suitable to say serious things now. If you really want to tell us, it's not too late to say it then." After that, we left Qiuhe's mansion together.

The grassland is so big that we just lie there, without restraint, looking up at the static blue sky and white clouds, but waves in our hearts are swaying against the shore of our hearts.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening and the sun set. I lost the sunshine and felt cold.

The four of us walked side by side, preparing to find a place where we could sleep for one night. At this moment, Qing Cang came.

"Several adults, the young master invites you back."

Yasha took the lead and said, "Don't go."

"grown ups!"

"You go back and tell him that we don't have no place to go."

"But……"

Xie Bi'an responded, "Why don't you discuss it with us?"

Qing Cang blushed and immediately buried his head and said nothing. Seeing this, Yasha glared at Xie Bi'an with anger, "Okay, let's go back now."

This change made me admire him.

When we go back, it's already dark outside.

It was still a big round table, Qiuhe sat on the top mat, staring at his wife and children, and the two old men sat on both sides, their eyes dull and silent.

As soon as we walked in, Qing Cang behind us closed the door gently. At this moment, there were only us in the room, and there were no more idle people waiting.

Qiuhe did not look at us and said softly: "You guys sit down."
Chapter completed!