If you have been away for a short time, the fire will naturally remain warm; if you have been away for a long time, you may even have spider webs.
While he was thinking about it, Nangong Haotian had already walked to the kitchen door. He raised his hand and pushed it open. The door opened and a burst of warmth rushed out.
Nangong Haotian was overjoyed and hurried in. Seeing the ashes still under the stove, he opened the lid of the pot on the stove and a fresh fragrance came out.
There was ready-made dry rice cooked in the pot, only half of which was eaten, while game and vegetables were steaming on the bamboo basket.
Seeing this situation, Nangong Haotian immediately felt relieved and guessed that his master, Master Tianwai, had probably gone to the foot of the mountain or elsewhere and could return in the evening at the latest.
"Eat something first!" Nangong Haotian said to himself, so he took the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen shelf, filled a bowl of dry rice and started eating.
"Hmm, the rice is very delicious. The meat is neither salty nor bland, and the vegetables are even more delicious. I never thought that Master Tianwai could cook delicious dishes." Nangong Haotian praised him while eating.
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The kitchen is very clean, and the dishes and chopsticks are arranged neatly and orderly. Smoked and marinated game meat is hung in the corner, and a porcelain pot, sprinkling cup, and two large jars of wine are placed in another corner.
Although I really wanted to have a few drinks, I still held back because drinking would be a waste of time.
After eating two large bowls of wheat rice, Nangong Haotian felt refreshed. It turned out that these vegetables can be made so delicious, which is really good.
After washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, Nangong Haotian closed the door and left.
As soon as he walked out of the kitchen door, the first thing he saw was the three thatched huts opposite, and a sense of familiarity and familiarity suddenly arose in his heart.
"This room must be the place where my father practiced martial arts back then!" Nangong Haotian couldn't help but smile and walked to the hut involuntarily.
As soon as I pushed the door, it was pushed open.
Nangong Haotian walked in and saw bamboo chairs and wooden tables placed in the open space inside the door, and the two inner rooms on the left and right were hung with sky-blue curtains, giving people a fresh feeling.
"Eh?! Why is there a delicate fragrance? Could it be that the founder was unbearably lonely and found a female companion?" Nangong Haotian thought with an evil smile. It was normal to fall in love at dusk, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"That's it. Let me tell you, a big man like the founder can actually cook such delicious food. It shouldn't be. It turns out that it was cooked by my grandmother. Hehe, it seems that the founder is quite blessed by everyone!"
Nangong Haotian was envious for a while and decided that he would do the same thing and find someone who could cook. Hey, my wife would cook during the day and I would be my wife at night. It was so comfortable and so unrestrained!
"Master...Master..." At this moment, a hearty voice suddenly shouted from the courtyard.
Nangong Haotian's heart moved when he heard this, and he flew out of the door.
Just when he exited the door and his feet had not yet landed, someone suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
Nangong Haotian turned around and looked back, and found a short, fat old man in the shape of Maitreya Buddha standing in front of the door of the hut in the upper room.
Although the short, fat old man had a bald head, a fat face and a big head, and only wore a gray coat with his chest exposed and his belly exposed, and he could not see white hair or eyebrows, Nangong Haotian was sure that he was an old man at first sight.
"They all call the Patriarch the Master. It seems that they should be the Patriarch's friends!" Nangong Haotian thought in his heart, so he bowed his hands and said respectfully: "Junior Yulin Henan Gong Haotian, meet the old senior."
I saw the short, fat old man in the shape of Maitreya Buddha, with a look of surprise on his face, his big eyes narrowed into slits, and then he laughed happily and said: "Ah! It turns out that your kid is Nangong Haotian, the youngest son of Nangong Shuangjie.
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As he spoke, he hurried over, stretched out his thick, short fat hand, and patted Nangong Haotian on the shoulder.
"Uh..." Nangong Haotian looked at the short fat man speechlessly. No one dared to call his father, Nangong Shuangjie, like this, but seeing that you are a friend of the founder, forget it and spare you.
The short and fat old man said with a smile: "My old man and your master have heard about all the things and legends you have done in the martial arts in the past few years..."
Hearing this, Nangong Haotian suddenly felt a strange feeling. He didn't know that the Patriarch would say this about him. He felt a little embarrassed. What if the Patriarch felt that what he did was wrong?!
Nangong Haotian doesn't know why he cares so much about other people's opinions. Is it because he is his ancestor? Or is it because he is his last relative in this world?!
"Old senior..." Nangong Haotian scratched his head in embarrassment and asked sheepishly: "Well... what did my master say to him?"
"Of course I was very angry at first, but then I gradually got better!" The short, fat old man chuckled and looked at Nangong Haotian with admiration, nodding his head.
"You always say that the old man is still angry with the younger generation?" At this moment, Nangong Haotian was like a child waiting for punishment from his parents. He wanted to know what his parents were thinking.
The short, fat old man waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, kid. Thanks to your smart fiancée, your master has finally extinguished his anger after her explanation."
"Uh..." Nangong Haotian was suddenly happy. So Shangguan Xiaowan came here and explained these things clearly to the ancestor? How great!
"Senior, I really didn't expect this. This is great. Where is she now?" Nangong Haotian asked excitedly. At this time, he really wanted to hug Shangguan Xiaowan and kiss her hard.
"Well, she lives in this house!" The short, fat old man was startled for a moment, then pointed to the hut on the east side as if he had some understanding, and said in confusion: "What? Didn't you just go into the house to see her?
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"Uh!" Nangong Haotian shook his head and replied with a disappointed look on his face: "My master and she are not at home, and I don't know where they went."
"Huh?" The pudgy old man was stunned and asked, "Did they not tell you where they were going when they went out?"
"Junior has just arrived..." Nangong Haotian said with a smile.
The short and fat old man was stunned, pointed to the east hut with the door still open, and asked in confusion: "Then you just..."
Nangong Haotian looked in the direction of his finger and explained with some nostalgia: "That's the house where my late father lived when he was studying with his master here..."
"Hahaha..." The short and fat old man laughed, patted Nangong Haotian on the shoulder, and praised: "Okay, okay, your filial piety is appreciated... Then have you gone in to see it?"
"I didn't go in. Your old man came as soon as I walked in!" Nangong Haotian knew that Shangguan Xiaowan lived inside, so he couldn't help but blush in a rare way and shook his head.
After hearing this, the short and fat old man smiled happily and said: "It just so happens that your unmarried wife is not in the room, otherwise I wouldn't have shocked you!"
"This junior came to Guandong this time just to find sister Xiaowan..." Nangong Haotian nodded and said.
The short and fat old man was stunned when he heard this and asked in surprise: "Sister Xiaowan? Who is sister Xiaowan?"
"Uh..." Nangong Haotian pointed to the room and asked in confusion: "Is that what you said just now, she is the younger generation's fiancée?"
The pudgy old man asked in confusion: "Isn't your kid's fiancée Bing'er?"
"What?!" Nangong Haotian suddenly exclaimed, what is this? Why did he have another wife? One wife is not enough for him. If there is another one, Shangguan Xiaowan may have to divorce him.
"You old man are talking about Xue Bing'er?" Nangong Haotian suddenly remembered the girl named Xue Bing'er that Xiao Ji and others mentioned. Could it be her?
"Yes, you know it, but you still ask me?" the short, fat old man replied somewhat sullenly.
"Actually, I don't know!" Nangong Haotian explained with a wry smile: "This is what I heard someone say to me early yesterday morning..."
The short, fat old man frowned and asked in surprise: "You didn't know that your master had already found a beautiful lady with pink makeup and jade for you?"
"Uh..." Nangong Haotian shook his head speechlessly, and even smiled bitterly in his heart. What kind of thing is this? A mother, Li Yunji, and a founder, Master Tianwai, both of them got themselves a fiancée, allowing them to fall in love freely.
I have lost all my qualifications, which is so frustrating.
When the short and fat old man saw Nangong Haotian's expression, the smile on his fat face suddenly faded away. Then he looked at Nangong Haotian and pointed at the chessboard stone bench under the giant pine tree. He said solemnly: "We, old and young, have arrived.
Talk over there!”
Nangong Haotian nodded and walked behind the short and fat old man.
Walking to the stone bench, the short and fat old man sat down and pointed at another stone bench and said, "Sit over there!"
"May I ask what your surname is?" Nangong Haotian remembered at this moment that he still didn't know the name of this short, fat old man. In the martial arts, this is a very important matter.
When the short and fat old man asked, he smiled, waved his hand and said, "People call me Fat Maitreya, so just call me...Call me Fat Grandpa!"
"Fat...fat grandpa..." Nangong Haotian shouted, cupping his hands, but his heart was extremely weird. A fiancée had appeared out of nowhere, and a fat grandfather had appeared out of nowhere. At this time, the world was too crazy.
Fat Maitreya did not smile anymore, but solemnly waved a sit down gesture, and asked with concern: "Did you find the girl Xiaowan you mentioned in the world on your own in the past two years?"
Nangong Haotian looked at the sky with nostalgia, going through all the events with Shangguan Xiaowan in his mind, and then shook his head and said: "No, it was arranged by the younger generation when my late mother was dying!"
"Isn't that right?" Fat Maitreya was stunned when he heard this and said, "Has your mother already known that your master has chosen a future wife for you?"