The metaphysical mother returns, and the villain son stands at attention

Chapter 245 I wish I had it then

"It's a small puddle on the mountain. It should be left behind after the stream dried up. If we follow the traces of the stream upwards, we should be able to find it." Huo Yunjing finished explaining and looked at her. "Shall I go look for it?"

Gu Qingyin sighed, "No, there's still water in my backpack, enough for now, let's go find some tomorrow."

Huo Yunjing silently followed her back, carrying two pheasants.

On the way, everyone who passed by stared at the two chickens with shining eyes, but due to Huo Yunjing's tall and strong physique, they wanted to snatch them but did not have the courage, and could only watch them go further and further away.

Then, someone who heard the conversation between the two people withdrew his gaze and looked towards the mountains and forests.

They have lived at the foot of Ailao Mountain for generations, and they know the legend of Ailao Mountain very well, and are therefore full of awe. Even at this moment, they still dare not cross the invisible barrier and go up the mountain to find food.

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer...

As for how long they have to wait, only they themselves know.

When they returned to their temporary residence, Huo Xingchen had already woken up. He was still lying listlessly in his sleeping bag, looking listless. But when he saw Gu Qingyin coming back, his eyes brightened up a little and he called out "Mom". His little appearance was particularly heartbreaking.

Gu Qingyin went over and picked up the child, put her hand on his forehead to test his temperature, and it felt a little hot. She frowned and pulled the backpack next to her over, took out a box of fever-reducing patches, tore off a piece and put it on Huo Xingchen.

Huo Xingchen shrank his neck out of fear, and glanced upwards, feeling somewhat unbelievable, "Mom, what did you bring in your bag?"

Gu Qingyin continued to flip through the books, "Of course, it's something you need to go out with."

Huo Xingchen was confused. Is it necessary to have a fever-reducing patch when going out?

"Found it." Gu Qingyin took out a packet of cold medicine, "Wait a minute, I'll make you some medicine." When you're injured, your resistance will decrease. This place is dirty and messy, with a lot of viruses and bacteria. You have to take medicine.

Zhang Qiuyan, who was standing next to him, saw this and said quickly, "Let me go, you stay with Xingchen."

Gu Qingyin was not polite and nodded with a smile, "Thank you."

Zhang Qiuyan went out with a bottle of mineral water and cold medicine. After a while, she came back with a porcelain bowl. "Drink it while it's hot."

As soon as the bowl was brought over, the strong smell of Chinese medicine rushed into Huo Xingchen's nose. Huo Xingchen frowned immediately, but he still took the bowl obediently and drank the half bowl of medicine in one breath.

After drinking it, he took a breath, and the smell of Chinese medicine spread through his mouth, irritating him so much that he couldn't help but dry heave.

Gu Qingyin was startled and quickly patted his chest to calm him down.

Zhang Qiuyan also handed over the remaining water and said, "Rinse your mouth."

Huo Xingchen smacked his face, took a sip of water, and felt the taste in his mouth become much lighter, but it was still lingering, as if it had been marinated in a few seconds.

At this time, Gu Ziqian walked over and handed Huo Xingchen a lemon candy, "Hold it in your mouth."

Huo Xingchen's eyes lit up and he quickly took it and ate it. The rich lemon flavor instantly overwhelmed the smell of Chinese medicine, and his little face finally relaxed.

Gu Qingyin looked at the candy and felt that it looked very familiar. She couldn't help but glance at Gu Ziqian in confusion.

Gu Ziqian looked at her with a sense of something, and suddenly smiled, "Yes, it's the kind you used to eat."

Gu Qingyin blinked, "This candy has not been in your storage bag for decades, has it?"

Huo Xingchen's body stiffened, and he suddenly felt that the candy in his mouth was no longer sweet, and there was a strange taste.

Gu Ziqian comforted him, "Don't worry, sugar has a long shelf life and won't go bad." Huo Xingchen's face turned green, and Gu Qingyin was speechless. She looked around for a tissue, wanting her son to spit out the candy. How could something be edible after decades? It would become an antique!

At this time, Gu Ziqian laughed out loud, "I was just teasing you guys, how could it last that long?"

The mother and son were both stunned, and then showed helpless expressions, wondering how could a person of such age still be so naughty.

Seeing Huo Xingchen nestling in Gu Qingyin's arms again and relaxing, Gu Ziqian didn't say anything. Although this candy is not decades old, it is still a few years old. He bought it when he passed by a convenience store when he went down the mountain last time.

Well, it is indeed many years old, but it should not be bad. As for sugar, you can eat it even if it is not melted.

Not long after, Huo Yunjing prepared the meal. He stewed one pheasant into soup and roasted the other. Fortunately, they prepared a lot of seasonings before coming out, otherwise they would not know how to cook the dish.

As for the staple food... Dongfang Lingjun still had a few steamed buns, which were the war food prepared by Butler Qiu before he left. They came in handy now.

The rice bowls were found in the kitchen and could be used after being washed clean. The chopsticks were freshly carved from bamboo and you could smell the fragrance of bamboo when picking up food. It was quite special.

Huo Xingchen drank two bowls of soup, ate some roast chicken, and half a steamed bun before going back to rest.

Gu Qingyin checked his temperature again and felt relieved that it had dropped slightly.

When I came out of the house again, I looked up and saw several little heads sticking out from the low wall. They were all children who had come here following the smell. They didn't realize they were seen. There was only food in their eyes. They stared at it blankly with their saliva almost flowing out.

Gu Qingyin sighed and sat back to continue eating. After finishing the steamed buns her son had just left and drinking the soup in the bowl, she put down her bowl and chopsticks and said loudly, "I'm so tired. I'm going to take a nap first. Leave the bowl and chopsticks here and I'll come out to wash them later."

Hearing this, Zhang Qiuyan also quickened her eating pace and followed Gu Qingyin back into the house.

The remaining three men looked at each other, finished the food in their bowls, and left the table one after another.

Dongfang Lingjun was a little reluctant to leave. He was just an old child. As he got older, he couldn't control his appetite and always wanted to eat something delicious. Before leaving, he hesitated for a while, but still broke off the roast chicken leg and took it away.

I have to admit that the cooking skills of the head of the Huo family are simply amazing. I can’t get enough of it.

The yard became quiet, but soon there was a rustling noise from the other side of the wall, and then with a "bang", a child fell from the top of the wall.

Zhang Qiuyan, who was lying by the window observing, couldn't help but scream "Ouch!", and the frightened child froze before he could even get up.

After waiting for a while and finding that no one came out, he relaxed and moved cautiously. He didn't dare to stand up straight, so he crawled on the ground, rubbed against the edge of the table, and raised his hand to grope carefully.

But his arms were too short, and he couldn't hook the roast chicken after searching for a long time. He was so anxious that a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Gu Ziqian sighed softly and hooked his finger gently, and the roast chicken on the table suddenly moved towards the child's hand.

A puzzled expression flashed across the child's face, and he grabbed the roast chicken and began to retreat.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyin and Huo Yunjing put down their hands at the same time.

After the child escaped over the wall with the help of his companions, voices were finally heard from inside the house.

"It would have been nice if someone could have given them some food at that time."

Outside the illusion, the Ghost King remained silent for a long time.

(End of this chapter)