Duanmu Ya looked at her only basin on the ground, raised her eyes to meet his eyes without any smile, "I respect you as an elder, I just ask casually, if you don't want to say it, don't tell me, why did you throw my stuff? ?"

"you……"

"Well, love to say nothing!"

Over the past few days, Duanmu Yawang can naturally find that the old man's temper is getting more and more naive, the original feeling of weirdness is much less, and her fear of him has also diminished.

Is he fierce?

Then she is fierce too!

See who is afraid of whom!

The old man stared at her fiercely: "You dare to talk to me like this, you are looking for death!"

"You come to kill me!"

Duanmu Yawang sneered, her blue eyes were bright and clear, like stars, dazzling.

"..."

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

Duanmu Yawang looked at his back and rolled his eyes.

After rolling her eyes and looking at the vast green fields in front of her, she still couldn't help but sighed: "Hey, is there really no way to go back?"

Sitting and waiting for death is not Duanmu Yawang's character.

She definitely couldn't ask anything from that old man.

There must be another way.

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

So, the next day, Duanmu Yawang packed up her things, put the basket on her back, and was ready to go.

As soon as she was about to leave, she heard a bang from Shimen, and the old man's body appeared not far away.

The old man also saw her for the first time, seeing the basket she was carrying, what light flashed in her muddy old eyes, followed by more shady birds, staring at Duanmu Ya for a few seconds, snorted, He flung his sleeves and left.

Duanmu Ya looked at the bottom of his eyes without any fluctuations. In his eyes, this old man was nothing but a stranger who had a strange temper and was difficult to get along with. He wanted to get news from him, but could not find anything.

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

Duanmu Yawang thought so, turned and continued to move forward.

At this time, the sky over her head snatched a rough voice inexplicably, and the voice implicitly warned: "I advise you not to go casually. When the time comes, you really want to go back and can't go back."

Duanmu Ya looked at her footsteps suddenly, and was about to raise her head, but the voice said: "If you dare to raise your head, I will let you die now!"

"..."

Duanmu Yawang took a deep breath, held back her temper, and asked: "What did you mean by this just now? In other words, you actually have a way to get out?"

"..."

The voice on his head never spoke again.

Duanmu Yawang stood there, hesitated, and looked up at the sky.

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

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

Going forward, she is not familiar with it, she doesn't know the way to go, and she doesn't know the danger.

As for staying, the old man's attitude is obviously loosened. If he stays, maybe he can grind some important words out of his mouth?

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

Duanmu Yawang immediately chose the latter.

She carried the basket, returned to the place, took out her own things, took out the pot, and cooked something to eat.

She was half cooking, and suddenly there was a handful of vegetables in front of her.

She raised her head and met the old man's eyes that were not as cloudy as before.

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

Duanmu Yawang pouted: "I also have wild vegetables."

"What wild vegetables are you!"

Seeing that Duanmu Ya looked uncomfortable, the old man jumped his feet with anger, "How can your wild vegetables be better than mine, do you know my wild vegetables, you can..."

At this point, he didn't know what to think of, and he closed his mouth suddenly.

"What?" Duanmu Yawang suddenly became a little curious, "How are your wild vegetables?" It is strange to say that Duanmu Yawang has never seen these wild vegetables before.

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

Such wild vegetables seem to be only found in the old man’s vegetable garden.

And this old man is very stingy. After eating with him for so many days, he has never given her a leaf of vegetable, let alone a little bit of vegetable soup.

Moreover, after the old man prohibited her from entering his vegetable garden, he did not pick the vegetables by himself.

These days, she has eaten the wild vegetables that she has found everywhere. Now he finds the vegetables for her by himself, which is really a surprise.

"nothing!"

The old man hummed twice and threw wild vegetables on the stone in front of Duanmu Yawang, leaving a sentence: "Do you like it or not?" After that, he turned and left.

Duanmu Yawang is inexplicable.

However, looking at the wild vegetables in her hand, she feels that it feels very good. It doesn't have the hard feeling of picking wild vegetables, but tender and tender. The leaves and stems are fleshy, and she knows that it will be very delicious.

During this period of time, I had eaten a lot of wild vegetables, and suddenly saw such beautiful vegetables, Duan Muya looked a little excited.

Hastily processed the dishes, and then fried them with the skins.

The fleshy skin is fat and meaty, and the green and oily fried wild vegetables makes one's index finger move at a glance.

Duanmu Yawang wanted to drool as she watched, stretched out her hand to pick up one to taste, and a cough appeared next to him, and Duanmu Yawang's hand that was just about to reach out shrank back.

She looked up and smiled: "Grandpa, are you here?"

"Humph!"

The old man snorted, and said unhappily: "You said that you are a young man with so many thoughts, and even if the old man is not there, you will eat first by yourself. It's too shameful!"

"Isn't this looking at the food delicious?"

Duanmu Yawang smiled and pointed to the dishes in the bowl: "Grandpa, try it. This dish is fried with only pork skin, surely better than the broth dish?"

The old man's eyes were already staring at the dish, but his mouth was stiff: "You have to taste it to know."

Duanmu Yawang didn't open him up, and smiled: "Okay, grandpa, try it first."

The old man took a bite and narrowed his eyes. By taking the second bite and the third bite, the appearance of eating seriously, he didn't mean to talk to Duanmu Yawang at all.

Duanmu Yawang thought it was funny, did not say anything, and started eating with his chopsticks.

This time, she couldn't help but sighed, "It's delicious!"

Wild vegetables are not the same as those grown by humans. This guess is crispy and tender, and tastes delicious and sweet. It is not comparable to the wild vegetables I picked everywhere.

"You seem to have never eaten vegetables in your life." The old man was full of disgust.