Chapter 1101

Duanmu Ya looked at his only basin on the ground and raised his eyes to his eyes without any smile. "I respect you as an elder. I asked casually. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Why did you drop my things?"

"You..."

"Well, love doesn't say!"

Over the past few days, Duanmu yawang can naturally find that the old man's temper is becoming more and more childish. At the beginning, her strange feeling is much less, and her fear of him is also reduced.

He's fierce, isn't he?

Then she's fierce!

Look who's afraid of who!

The old man stared at her: "you dare to talk to me like this, you want to die!"

"Come and kill me!"

Duanmu looked at her with a sneer. Her blue eyes were as bright as stars.

“……”

The old man's turbid eyes narrowed slightly, and his anger accumulated at the bottom of his eyes. However, when he saw the broken basin on the ground, he snorted and left with his sleeves.

Duanmuya looked at his back and turned his eyes.

After turning her eyes and looking at the green fields around her, she couldn't help sighing: "Alas, is there really no way to go back?"

Waiting to die is not Duanmu's character.

From the old man, she certainly couldn't ask anything.

We have to find another way.

She felt that if she continued to stay here and didn't go anywhere, it would be impossible. The best way was to walk around and see if there was any breakthrough.

So the next day, Duanmu yawang packed his things, put on the basket and was ready to go.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard the sound of the stone gate, and the old man's bent body appeared not far from her.

The old man also saw her for the first time. He saw the basket on her back. What light flashed through her turbid old eyes, followed by more yin and prey. He stared at Duanmu Ya for a few seconds, hummed and left with his sleeve.

Duanmu Ya looked at the bottom of her eyes without fluctuation. In his eyes, the old man was just a stranger who had a strange temper and was difficult to get along with. He wanted to get information from him, but he couldn't find anything.

Whether he is angry or not has nothing to do with her.

Duanmu yawang thought so and turned to go on.

At this time, the sky above her inexplicably grabbed a rough voice, which implied a warning: "I advise you not to go casually. If you die at that time, you really want to go back and can't go back."

Duanmuya looked at her footsteps and was about to look up, but the voice said, "if you dare to look up, I'll let you die now!"

“……”

Duanmu yawang took a deep breath, restrained his temper and asked: "what do you mean by this just now, that is to say, in fact, you have a way to go out?"

“……”

The voice on his head never spoke again.

Duanmu yawang stood in place, hesitated and looked up at the sky.

The sky is still gray, there is no old man at all!

However, she hesitated because of the old man's words just now. She considered whether she would continue to stay or move forward.

She didn't know her way, nor did she know the danger.

The old man's attitude is obviously relaxed when he stays. If he stays, he may be able to grind out some important words from his mouth?

The former is unknown, and the latter is very likely.

Duanmu yawang immediately chose the latter.

Carrying the basket, she went back to her place, took out her own things, took out the pot and cooked something to eat.

Halfway through the cooking, she suddenly had a handful of dishes in front of her.

She looked up and looked at the old man's eyes, which were not turbid before.

The old man coughed softly, turned his head and said in a cold voice, "after eating your meat, I can barely give you a order."

Duanmu yawang glanced: "I also have wild vegetables."

"What wild vegetable is that!"

Seeing Duanmu yawang ungrateful, the old man jumped with anger, "your wild vegetables are not as good as mine. Do you know my wild vegetables can..."

At this point, I don't know what he thought, he suddenly closed his mouth.

"What?" Duanmu yawang suddenly wondered, "how are your wild vegetables?" he said strangely. Duanmu yawang hadn't seen these wild vegetables before.

Moreover, she lived here for more than half a month and didn't see the same when she walked around.

It seems that only the old man's vegetable garden has such wild vegetables.

The old man was very stingy. After eating with him for so many days, he never gave her a vegetable leaf, let alone a little ordering soup.

Moreover, after the old man banned her from entering his vegetable garden, he didn't pick vegetables himself.

These days, she made do with the wild vegetables she found everywhere. Now it's a surprise that he found them for her himself.

"Nothing!"

The old man hummed twice, threw a handful of wild vegetables on the stone in front of Duanmu yawang, and left a sentence: "do you like to eat?" then he turned and left.

Duanmu yawang is inexplicable.

However, looking at the wild vegetables in her hand, she felt very good. She didn't have the hard feeling of generally picked wild vegetables, but tender and watery. The leaves and stems were full of meat. She knew it would be very delicious at a glance.

During this period of time, I ate a lot of bad wild vegetables. Suddenly, Duanmu yawang was excited to see such a beautiful dish.

He quickly treated the dishes and fried them with the meat skin.

The meat skin is fat and fragrant. It's green to fry wild vegetables. It makes people move at a glance.

Duanmu Ya looked at it and wanted to drool. She stretched out her hand to pick up one and taste it. There was a cough next to it. Duanmu Ya looked at the hand she was about to stretch out and retracted.

She looked up and smiled, "Grandpa, are you coming?"

"Hum!"

The old man snorted and said unhappily, "you say you are a young man. Why do you have so many thoughts? It's outrageous to steal food yourself while the old man is away!"

"Isn't it delicious?"

Duanmu yawang smiled, pointed to the dishes in the basin and said, "Grandpa, try this dish fried with meat skin. It must be better than broth?"

The old man had been staring at the food for a long time, but his mouth was hard: "you have to taste it to know."

Duanmu yawang didn't expose him either. He smiled and said, "OK, Grandpa, try it first."

The old man took a bite and narrowed his eyes. He took the second and third bite. He ate seriously. He didn't mean to talk to Duanmu yawang anymore.

Duanmu yawang felt funny. He didn't say anything. He also ate with chopsticks.

This time, she was moved and couldn't help sighing: "delicious!"

Wild vegetables are different from ethnic dishes. I guess they are crispy and tender. They taste delicious and sweet. They can't be compared with wild vegetables picked everywhere.

"You seem to have never eaten food in your life." the old man despised it all over his eyes.