I was the best old lady in ancient times

It has to be said that the expression change on Ning Yongkang's face was too obvious.

The little old man on the opposite side could guess what this kid was thinking without even asking.

He rolled his eyes involuntarily, and sneered again.

"Where did the stinky boy dare to scold the little old man for hiding his head and showing his tail?"

Originally, seeing that the other party was an elderly person, although the laughter just now was obviously mocking himself, but Ning Yongkang thought about respecting the elderly, so he naturally thought that it would be fine.

Unexpectedly, the other party directly scolded him for being a brat, and Ning Yongkang's anger suddenly rose.

The two of them fought for almost [-] rounds about Ning Yongkang's poems, whether they did something good or not.

The mouths of the two people were dry and tongue dry, and finally they could only stare at each other angrily.

The little old man originally had the wine in the gourd at his waist to quench his thirst, but in the end, the last drop of wine in the gourd was consumed, so naturally he had nothing to drink.

People who drink alcohol have a dry mouth and are much thirstier than those who have not drunk alcohol.

At this moment, a pheasant flew towards them from the top of the mountain and landed directly between the two of them.

The eyes of the little old man and Ning Yongkang suddenly lit up, especially Ning Yongkang, who was already a boy and a half at the age of a poor old man.

I got up too early this morning, and the rice porridge and pancakes in the inn were completely digested on the way.

Now there is a pheasant throwing himself into the trap, his eyes are naturally shining.

The same goes for the little old man, who came here when he got up in the morning, and there was nothing else in his belly except wine.

Seeing this pheasant now, my stomach can't help crowing.

The two people, one old and one young, looked at each other, and each saw from the other's eyes the meaning of calling for gold and withdrawing troops before catching the pheasant.

When Ning Pengpeng and the others finally climbed to the top of the mountain, they saw the little old man and Ning Yongkang, who were fighting together like cross-eyed eyes, were actually sitting together.

You have a chicken leg, and I have a chicken leg. It can be said that the two of them can share and eat with relish.

"Huh, Han Shu?"

Climbing all the way up from the foot of the mountain, Mu Qingcheng detoured all the paths that could be walked on both sides.

Thinking that since the other party is hiding in the Crescent Mountain, even if he doesn't come out again, he has to go to the city to buy some oil and salt for daily use, right?

Therefore, it can be said that Mu Qingcheng just drilled when he saw the road.

This is also the reason why it took so long for Ning Pengpeng and the others to reach the top of the mountain.

I had already made preparations, but this time I am afraid that I will return in vain.

Unexpectedly, there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and they meet Han Shu on the top of Crescent Moon Mountain.

The little old man whose name was called looked back subconsciously, holding a chicken thigh in his hand, and his mouth was greasy.

However, after seeing Mu Qingcheng, he who had been chatting happily with Ning Yongkang in a speculative manner suddenly pulled his face down.

"Mu Xiaobailian, what are you doing here?"

When the little old man named Han Shu yelled these words to Mr. Qingcheng, Ning Pengpeng almost didn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

However, I took a sneak look at Mr. Qingcheng's face. When he was young, this face deserved to be called a little boy.

Now, he can only be regarded as an old boy!

Hearing Han Shu's nonsensical words, Mu Qingcheng shook his head helplessly.

"Old man Han, how many years have passed, why do you still hold grudges like this?"

Hearing Mu Qingcheng's words, Han Shu replied angrily.

"That's how I hold grudges, and it's not like you don't know.

Now that you know that I hold grudges, what are you doing here? "

This is not the first time that Mu Qingcheng has come to Yueya Mountain. Han Shu secretly avoided after knowing about the previous few visits.

Unexpectedly, with such a back this time, he was actually hit by this little boy.

Thinking of this, Han Shu couldn't help but glared at Ning Yongkang who gave him the roast pheasant.

Sure enough, seeing Ning Yongkang looking at Ning Pengpeng and Mu Qingcheng, he stood up and shouted at Ning Pengpeng.

"Grandma, come and try my roasted pheasant."

After finishing speaking, he pulled off a large piece of the chicken wing of the grilled pheasant in his hand, and handed it to Ning Pengpeng.

Seeing Ning Yongkang pulling off such a large piece of pheasant meat, Han Shu cried out in distress.

"No, it was agreed before, after we are caught, we will be half of each other.

You...you have been grilling like this now, how much of this pheasant is left? "

Pheasant chicken was scarce, and after two people divided one leg, there was only a little meat left on both sides of the chicken wings.

Now that Ning Yongkang had torn off such a large piece, Han Shu felt that there was too little meat left on the chicken wing.

"Hey, old man, it seems that I hunted down this pheasant alone?
And, I baked it too.

You don't seem to be doing anything other than standing aside and shouting cheers, right?

That's it, I'll give you a chicken leg too!

Why in your mouth, it becomes half of one person? "

Ning Yongkang didn't expect that he was stopped by this little old man just to tear a chicken wing for his grandmother to eat.

Seeing the distressed look on the little old man's face, he couldn't help laughing angrily.

"What do you mean I didn't do anything?
If it weren't for me standing here, could this pheasant fly here?
No, you already took away one chicken wing, and the rest are all mine. "

After finishing speaking, Han Shu didn't wait for Ning Yongkang to refuse to object, and directly grabbed the wooden fork he was holding in his hand. On the top of the wooden fork was the one that Ning Yongkang roasted just now, and there was still a chicken wing left. pheasant.

Ning Yongkang was angry when he heard the little old man's nonsense words!
One was unprepared, and the little old man actually snatched away the pheasant with one chicken wing roasted in his hand.

"Hey... return it to me quickly, the young master is not full yet!"

Seeing that the little old man was so shameless, Ning Yongkang couldn't help but stepped forward to snatch the pheasant back.

But old man Han would not give Ning Yongkang a chance. He ran in front and took the chicken wings off the wooden fork, gnawing back and forth.

One who saw him in the back with such a shameless appearance, kept chasing after him while still talking about the output of blah blah blah.

The actions of these two people directly stunned Ning Pengpeng and Mu Qingcheng and the others.

Finally, Ning Pengpeng remembered that Mr. Qingcheng called the little old man's name just now, and the words that the little old man called Mr. Qingcheng, it seems that the friend Mr. Qingcheng is looking for must be this little old man.

"Brother Kang, come back to me."

Ning Pengpeng made a sound, even if Ning Yongkang didn't want to, he could only stop resentfully.

But he didn't realize that no matter how much he chased the little old man Han Shu, he still couldn't catch up.

Moreover, the other party was still very flexible, teasing him from time to time, and Ning Yongkang was so angry that one Buddha was almost born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

"grandmother."

Ning Yongkang, who returned to Ning Pengpeng, called out to her with an aggrieved face.

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