"Ding, the host sends an invitation to the characters of the plot..."


    "Ding, Feng Qingxue accepts the invitation to establish a (dry) relationship with the host. Rewards: attribute points × 50, Cape papaya × 300.”


    "Note: Cape papaya, a specialty of Youdu, has the wonderful function of beautifying and supplementing the canteen."


    ……


    Ten Years From Now.


    Wahuang temple, a secluded courtyard.


    Feng Qingxue, the saint of Youdu in Miao style clothes, is sitting in front of the kitchen stove and adding fire to the stove from time to time. Maybe the fire is too big, the pot ash floating from the stove from time to time sticks to the tip of Feng Qingxue''s nose, adding a bit of playful color to her.


    Outside.


    Han Yunxi, who was in charge of chopping firewood, suddenly split a log, stopped and peeped at the "niece" who added fire to godfather in the kitchen. When he was a child, he didn''t think his name was niece Qingxue.


    But now my niece has grown up, people have become beautiful and tall, and the canteen has become big.


    Han Yunxi also gradually gave birth to a different kind of careful thinking.


    But


    I''m fengqingxue''s uncle!


    Although he did it, he was also an uncle. Han Yunxi always couldn''t get through this barrier, so he only dared to steal his niece every time, rather than appreciate it openly.


    When I was a child, I shouldn''t listen to Godfather and call Feng Guangmo''s nephew and Feng Qingxue''s niece.


    How good each theory is!


    Like now, I dare not say I like it.


    Sin!


    "Pa ~ ~"


    Han Yunxi was patted on the back of his head.


    He looked back.


    No one!


    But he was not surprised. Godfather''s skills emerged one after another. It was not once or twice that he was beaten for no reason.


    "Also see, quickly chop the firewood for me and pile it in. The light snow is almost out of firewood."


    "Do you still want to eat juntun pot helmets?"


    Hearing his godfather''s scolding, Han Yunxi quickly took back the fool''s eyes and cut firewood with bare arms and dark, a tool man alive.


    "Puff ~ ~"


    Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "Grandpa, uncle Han is so interesting."


    "It''s not that he''s funny, it''s that you''re too charming."


    Pan Haodong said as he was busy making peace.


    Juntun pot helmet, also known as butter thousand layer cake, selects high-quality fabrics, then tears off the surface film of pig raw board oil, mixes with anise, fennel, naphthalene, pepper, ginger, refined salt, monosodium glutamate and other spices, chopped and peeled, smeared on the elongated dough, rolled and shaped, fried in a frying pan, and finally put into the furnace for crispness.


    He made the oven privately.


    It burns charcoal.


    Feng Qingxue makes a fire in the stove. He cooks steamed stuffed buns. All kinds of steamed stuffed buns are very high. There are ten layers in a steamer. There are hundreds of steamed stuffed buns in a steamer.


    They are all steamed stuffed buns that Xiaoxue likes to eat.


    You can''t finish a meal, but it''s good to put it up as a snack.


    Mr. Pan made a heaven and earth bag for his lovely granddaughter. It is tied around his waist. It is only larger than his purse, but it can hold a lot of things. 3 × three × 3. There is no problem with more luggage and dry food.


    "Grandpa, don''t tease me. How can people be as good as you say?"


    The beautiful face of Feng Qingxue climbed into the rosy clouds, adding a bit of charm to her. There are women in my family who have just grown up, and it''s the picking season.


    What a pity!


    Mr. Pan can''t pick it and doesn''t have that mind.


    Because he is fengqingxue''s grandfather. Although he is dry, he has always loved fengqingxue as his granddaughter in the past ten years. The main reason is that Xiaoxue ten years ago is too small. When he grows up, he has the feeling that his grandfather loves his granddaughter. It is impossible to have that kind of mind. It is too abnormal.


    Therefore, Mr. Pan doesn''t mind that his dry son Han Yunxi pursues Xiaoxue and prevents young people from calling together from time to time. It''s purely the old father''s mind. He doesn''t want his granddaughter to be harmed so early.


    "I didn''t tease you. I don''t believe you look in the mirror and see if Cinderella is beautiful."


    Finish.


    Pan Haodong opened the furnace cover. The steam on the cover dropped into the charcoal and burst out an attractive aroma.


    Feng Qingxue immediately threw away her tongs and ran to her grandfather. She looked at the juntun pot helmet that was about to be baked and drooled greedily.


    "I''ll try it for you first."


    Feng Qingxue couldn''t wait to stretch out a hand, ignored the high temperature in the stove, grabbed a hot pot helmet, and ate happily.


    "Don''t wash your hands!"


    "How can I get married after being so sloppy?"


    Pan Haodong said silently.


    The heroine of the ancient sword world seems spoiled by him.


    Gentle and virtuous?


    Does not exist.


    He only saw naughty, mischievous and arrogant in Feng Qingxue. Except that he could restrain this crazy girl, Youdu mother-in-law and Jianling Han Xiuning couldn''t.


    Let alone Han Yunxi.


    Yunxi was brought up by light snow. One day pan Haodong patted his ass and left. Han Yunxi definitely suffered.


    However, seeing this guy''s obsessed attitude towards Xiaoxue, he should not mind being bullied by Xiaoxue.


    Of course, it''s more likely to be bullied by Godfather.


    Pan Haodong not only taught Han Yunxi''s sword technique, but also taught his cousin a Xing''s "Tathagata divine palm". The teaching method is very simple. He plays several times a day until he gets through Ren Du''s two pulse and soars to the sky.


    Although hanyunxi is not immortal, but the hard work of the hand of God has achieved a lot. It is absolutely no problem to collapse a small mountain in one hand.


    Hearing pan Haodong''s words, Feng Qingxue said while eating: "it''s best not to marry. In this way, Xiaoxue can pester grandpa and let you give it to me below. Grandpa''s below is the best!"


    Pan Haodong rolled his eyes and said, "it''s beautiful. Grandpa will go back to heaven after this meal. How can I have time to take care of you smelly girl all the time."


    "Don''t take care of it. You just need to be one more person when you cook..."


    Feng Qingxue blinked playfully: "if not, I can wait for you in Youdu! The storage bag you gave me is refined. There are thousands of steamed stuffed buns in it. Save it and you can eat it for several years! "


    Pan Haodong said with a smile, "what about a few years later?"


    "A few years later?"


    Feng Qingxue thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa, how many years do you have the heart to separate from my lovely granddaughter? Certainly not, right? "


    "Maybe."


    Pan Haodong didn''t dare to promise Xiaoxue that he should be honest. He can''t promise anything he can''t do.


    He has been in the ancient sword world for ten years. In three or five months, Han Xiuning can refine the resentment and evil spirit in burning the silent sword and fulfill sister Nuwa''s wish.


    I''m sure to leave then.


    The biggest crisis in the world is the uncontrolled burning silence, followed by the demoted Prince Changqin.


    ***


    Prince Changqin will not have any idea of destroying the world and reshaping Penglai at all.


    Now the days are happy!


    Aunt Tong gave birth to a baby for him and nursed him at home every day.


    Mr. Pan has inadvertently changed the overall trend of the ancient sword world