Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Cheng Mo stood to the side for a couple of glances, then, confirming that this wasn't his type, turned and walked away.

I haven't been back for so long. I'll go check on the chickens, ducks, and geese on the back hill, and also on the pond full of fish. I wonder how many they've fattened up.

Big Yellow immediately followed, wagging its tail happily.

The lynx, who had been squatting in the doorway sunbathing, stood up when Cheng Mo came out, stretched, and followed him at a leisurely pace.

They are even less interested in melodramatic soap operas.

Previously, only the old Taoist priest was at home, so we had to stay with him in case he suddenly passed away.

Now that the little Taoist priest is back, it's definitely more fun to wander around with him.

A person, a dog, and a cat walked towards the back of the mountain.

They hadn't walked far when they heard the sounds of poultry.

Cluck cluck cluck—cluck cluck cluck—goose goose goose—

Cheng Mo was in a good mood, and his steps became lighter.

When we arrived at the poultry shed, we watched the poultry leisurely strolling around or preening their feathers.

"Who is this man who is shining?"

"Oh, it's our most handsome and most powerful Taoist Master Cheng."

As soon as he finished speaking, the poultry suddenly froze.

The big yellow dog stopped wagging its tail.

The lynx drooped its ears, wondering if the returning creature had been possessed and become so shameless.

All heads turned to Cheng Mo, their eyes fixed on him.

Then--

Gaa gaa gaa!!

Hehehe!!

Goose, goose, goose!!!

The poultry all started chattering and came to the fence with cheerful steps.

Cheng Mo laughed heartily, squatted down, and waved to them: "Oh dear, you missed me, didn't you? I knew it! You must have missed me after being away for so long!"

He turned to Big Yellow and the lynx and said, "See? I was right, wasn't I? The chickens, ducks, and geese all admitted it."

Big Yellow lowered its head, whimpered twice, and stopped wagging its tail.

The lynx's ears drooped back, and it leaped onto a nearby tree in a few quick movements, disappearing into the woods in no time.

Out of sight, out of mind.

When the chickens, ducks and geese saw that Cheng Mo did not react for a long time, they suddenly scattered.

What are you doing here if there's no food...?

This time, it was the voice of the poultry, not just Cheng Mo talking to himself.

Cheng Mo turned around with a smile and found that the poultry had already dispersed and returned to their original positions, continuing to stroll and preen their feathers, without even glancing at him.

Cheng Mo: "...You guys are so realistic."

However, seeing that these guys were all good-looking, Cheng Mo felt relieved.

He straightened up, stroked his chin, and muttered to himself, "Pick a good day, find the fattest one, slaughter it for Duoduo. The little girl is growing, she needs to eat more meat."

The poultry suddenly felt a chill, clucked a few times, looked at each other, and without any other reaction, resumed their leisurely lives.

"Let's go, Big Yellow." Cheng Mo called to Big Yellow Dog and walked towards the fishpond.

Big Yellow wagged its tail and followed.

The water in the fishpond was still so murky. The fish were jumping around happily in the water, occasionally leaping out of the water and falling back down with a splash, creating ripples.

Cheng Mo stood by the pond for a while, then muttered to himself, "Two meals of fish a week should be enough for Duo Duo until she's eighteen."

The fishpond suddenly fell silent.

The fish that were just now swimming happily have all disappeared without a trace.

The water was as calm as a mirror, without even a bubble.

Cheng Mo shook his head: "I'll deal with you guys later." He turned and walked towards the kitchen. He'd just make something simple today; he was too lazy to bother with anything else.

Big Yellow wagged its tail and followed.

Cheng Mo opened the refrigerator and checked the situation.

The ingredients inside were quite plentiful—two pieces of pork belly, a slaughtered chicken, a few potatoes, a bunch of garlic sprouts, some greens picked yesterday, a few eggs, and half a bag of tofu in the corner.

Cheng Mo thought for a moment, then took some pork belly and potatoes, along with a few eggs and a bunch of greens.

Cut the pork belly into chunks and fry it in a pan until the oil is rendered, making a sizzling sound.

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Peel and chop the potatoes, then throw them into the pot to stew together.

Oil was heating on the stove over there, and three eggs were cracked in. With a sizzle, the egg mixture quickly expanded, and the edges turned slightly brown.

Wash the vegetables thoroughly, bring water to a boil in a pot, blanch them briefly, then remove them and arrange them on a plate.

Wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys, and the aroma of food began to spread.

It drifted out of the kitchen, across the yard, into the hall, and into the nostrils of the master and apprentice watching television.

"See? This son-in-law finally stood up for himself and said he was going to move out with his wife. His mother was so angry her face turned green!" Cheng Shou-zheng pointed at the screen and explained to Duo-duo.

Duoduo's eyes and ears were almost too busy to keep up, when suddenly...

Her little nose twitched.

He pulled again.

Gurgle.

Duoduo swallowed hard, shifting her attention from the television: "Master, it smells so good."

Cheng Shou also smelled it.

He took a deep breath, his face full of nostalgia: "It's been so long since I've had that brat's cooking. I never thought he could improve like this."

He stood up and waved to Duoduo: "Let's go eat."

Duoduo immediately jumped off the chair and followed behind him.

The TV was still on, and the argument was still going on on the screen, but the master and apprentice were already sneaking towards the kitchen.

From afar, I could hear humming coming from the kitchen.

"Hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph"

When they reached the kitchen door, the two peeked inside and met Cheng Mo's gaze as he looked up.

Three pairs of eyes met in mid-air.

The old man and his young apprentice both wore the same awkward smile.

Cheng Shou chuckled twice: "Um... is the food ready yet?"

Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Go watch TV, it's not ready yet."

"Okay~"

The master and apprentice turned and left.

After walking a few steps, Cheng Shou whispered to Duo Duo, "When did you learn to cook and sing, you brat?"

Duoduo whispered in reply, "Senior brother likes to hum a few lines all the time, whether he has something to do or not."

Cheng Shou pondered for two seconds, then suddenly realized: "Is it because Miss Xia He likes to sing?"

Duoduo nodded.

Then, sounding a little aggrieved, she said, "My senior brother thinks we sing terribly."

Cheng Shou snorted coldly: "Don't listen to that brat's nonsense, what does he know about singing! Our Duoduo has such a beautiful voice, she must sing very well too."

Duo Duo looked up at him: "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Cheng Shou patted his chest to assure him, "You'll sing it for your master tonight."

Duo Duo's eyes sparkled: "Yes, yes, I know so many!"

Cheng Shou smiled and said, "I'll sing it all for Master."

The master and apprentice happily started watching TV again.

On the screen, the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law's mother were fighting, pulling hair and tearing clothes, creating a chaotic scene.

Duoduo watched intently.

Not long after, a shout came from the kitchen: "Dinner's ready!"

The master and apprentice jumped up from their chairs at the same time, turned off the TV with a snap, and rushed to the kitchen.

The speed and the manner were as if they hadn't eaten for three days.

Once seated at the table, the two men didn't stand on ceremony and started devouring the food with their chopsticks. Seeing this, Cheng Mo quickly joined in, and the two grown men vied to serve Duo Duo some food...

After the wind swept away the remaining clouds, the dishes on the table were cleaner than if they had been washed.

Cheng Shou leaned back in his chair, picking his teeth with a toothpick, his face full of satisfaction: "You brat, your cooking skills have improved again~ It's true that all worldly pursuits are a form of cultivation, look, even your cooking skills have been honed."

"My senior brother's cooking is always delicious." Duoduo rubbed her round little belly with a satisfied smile, and added, "It's just that Sister Xiahe sometimes makes things worse."

Cheng Mo was clearing away the dishes when he heard this, and explained, "It's not that I'm making things worse. I just don't want the kids to develop picky tastes, so I asked Wang Zhenqiu and Xia He to design some unusual dishes for me."

He paused, quite pleased with himself, "After all, it's hard to find food with my skills anywhere else."

Duoduo was stunned for a moment, then showed a touched expression: "Wow, senior brother, you're so kind, you can still think about all of us."

But in my heart I was thinking: Thank goodness I came back with my senior brother; now I can eat delicious food every day!