This house is similar to other houses in the Apocalypse clan, but it is even more broken and worse, as if it is uninhabited.

There is a hole on the roof of the dilapidated house, and you can see the black clouds and two or three stars in the sky.

It's sunny this time, but what should I do if it's raining and snowing?

As soon as Lan Xin walked in, she felt a cold wind echoing in the house, and the wet floor gave people a very depressing feeling.

However, on the dining table, four dishes and one soup have different colors and are steaming, making people feel very comfortable and warm.

"Come on, sit down, I'll go and serve you food." The elderly man said with a smile, put the herbs in his hand directly into the storage room and went to the kitchen.

The old woman in Mai also followed into the storage room to place her herbs she had cut. Lan Xin thought that she was not that delicate, so she ran to the kitchen to serve her meal.

But when she walked to the door, she couldn't get in. It seemed as if there was something invisible blocking her, so she had to stand at the door and look inside.

The elderly man walked out with a plate containing three bowls of rice. Seeing Lan Xin at the door who wanted to enter the kitchen, he smiled and said, "The Apocalypse tribe stipulates that women are prohibited from entering the kitchen. What are you doing here? Go and sit down."

When Lan Xin heard this, she obediently walked to the stool and sat down. Looking at the dirty kitchen, she suddenly felt that the food on the table didn't seem so fragrant.

The old woman in Mai put the things on her back and walked out, patted the dirt on her body and sat on the stool, picked up the chopsticks and picked up food for Lan Xin.

Lan Xin hesitated for a moment, but still didn't take the chopsticks, and said to the old woman in Mai: "I've been busy for the afternoon and went to collect herbs again. My hands are a little dirty now. I don't know where to wash it?"

The elderly man was stunned for a moment, then stood up: "I'll bring a basin of water to the young customer."

The old woman in Mai also said, "Your Excellency should mention it if you need it, and don't treat yourself as an outsider. OK, it's okay to wash it."

"As the saying goes, illness comes from the mouth. Washing hands before meals should be a good habit. Otherwise, eating dirt and food on your hands may lead to illness." Lan Xin saw that the old woman in Mai was not angry about her little things, so she said seriously.

"Haha, you are still young and weak, so you should indeed eat some clean food. However, in the eighth generation of the next ancestors, they were all from rural schools, and they got used to it, and they all made do with it all their lives!"

The old woman in Mai nodded with a smile and said.

"Come on, little guest, come and wash your hands." The elderly man brought a basin of water and put it on the stool beside him.

Lan Xin went to wash, and she spent the afternoon trimming the branches, and then went to play with the black-skinned wild boar and then collected herbs. At this moment, her hands were covered with green grass marks.

I washed it several times and felt cleaner. Although there were no cleaning supplies such as pancreas and the green marks were only lighter and had not been washed clean, I had to do so.

The elderly man handed over a hard towel in time with some ice chips on it.

Lan Xin took it and said thank you. She soaked the towel in water and took it out and wringed it out, and spread it flat on one side of the basin.

When he saw that the two old men had no intention of washing, Lan Xin couldn't speak anymore, so he sat down to eat.

Although she had seen a dirty corner of the kitchen before and felt her mood was affected, if she didn't eat, she would be a little rude and she started eating.

I picked up a light yellow scallion pancake, and the aroma of wheat and scallion lingered in my nose. I took a bite and it was so delicious.

“Delicious, delicious!”

Seeing Lan Xin praise, the elderly man also smiled and said, "It is rare that the little guests like to eat the scallion pancakes I made. When they leave, they pack some for you."

"Thank you, Grandpa!!!" Lan Xin thanked quickly and took some back. She could still eat it as a midnight snack at night. It was so delicious.

"Didn't you say you should be polite to us, and don't call me grandpa. We are older than your great-grandmother, and you are from a famous family, so this title is not suitable."

The old woman in Mai pressed her thick big hands on Lan Xin's hand holding the scallion pancake and said kindly.

"Ah, then what do I want to call two?" Lan Xin looked at the two old men carefully again and found that she was indeed old, but her mental state was pretty good.

"The following is Ma Yi, and my wife's name is Fusang. You can just call me by the name directly. As for us, we were also blessed by the Holy Lord of Qilin, so we were able to survive until now." The old man Ma Yi looked at his wife beside him, and his eyes revealed a little nostalgia.

"The wife's owner is right, and the little guest's eyes contain the light of stars. It can be seen that he has also practiced the secret art of stars and is the direct descendant of the Yuqilin clan. Since he is the benefactor, he naturally has a noble status and can just call me Fusang."

The old man Fusang also said with a smile.

"It's better to obey orders than respect, old man Mai and old man Fusang." Lan Xin also said with kindness.

I thought that when I arrived at the Apocalypse tribe, no one knew me and just let me go!

Unexpectedly, I met two old men with a deep connection with the Yuqilin clan where the teacher was.

Although both of these two old men are ordinary old men, the old man Mai's skills just revealed is not like ordinary mortals.

Moreover, the knowledge stored by the elderly who live longer than her grandmother's social experience is also a treasure. If you meet these two, you will really be very blessed!

While eating, the old man Mayi brought a bottle of wine over. The old man Fusang glared at her, but because there was a guest, there was no attack.

"Come on, I'm here to pay a cup of wine." The old man Mayi poured a glass of wine and handed it to Lan Xin.

Lan Xin did not refuse and took it directly: "Thank you for the entertainment of the two old men today, and invite you to my house to take a guest next day."

The two of them drank it all in one go, and Lan Xin felt that the wine was warm, although it didn't taste much.

"Another day? When? Our husband and I mainly came to see the legendary flying white tiger, how graceful it is. When we saw it today, we will set off to return to Xuzhou tomorrow." The old man Fusang seemed to be unable to see a woman drinking, and suddenly laughed.

When Lan Xin heard this, she thought that she would not be able to repent what she said just now, so she said, "Then let's go to noon tomorrow. I'll invite you two to my house as a guest."

"Okay, we will definitely arrive." The old man Fusang was just talking casually, but unexpectedly, Lan Xin talked about time directly, his eyes lit up, and he looked very excited.

Lan Xin also smiled. The old man Fusang was so interesting that he looked approachable!

The old man Mayi was also very happy and continued to pick up food for Lan Xin. The three of them ate and chatted. Lan Xin took the initiative to ask about some things about the farm, and the three of them had a great time talking.

The old man Ma Yi also put forward some suggestions for improvement on pruning branches in Longyuan Fruit Tree, which made Lan Xin look admiring to her.

It turns out that he is an experienced long-lived old man!

Lan Xin also noticed that the two elderly people also paid special attention to etiquette when dining, and they picked up food and chewed them very gently...
Chapter completed!