Just outside, Long Ao felt that Hu Ling'er's method of eating crabs was too cumbersome and he couldn't learn it at all. Now when he saw the way of eating crabs, he suddenly realized that he also took a big bite of the crab's claws.
After a crisp sound, Long Ao swallowed the shell and meat of the crab, and then said: "Well, it's quite delicious, but the meat is a bit lacking."
Upon hearing Hu Roar, he pulled off a roasted leg of lamb from the roasted lamb and put it on Long Ao's bowl: "That's right, I have always said that there is little meat, Ling'er has to eat it, let them eat it, you can eat this leg of lamb
."
Long Ao was a little embarrassed. He saw that everyone was cutting meat from the roasted lamb, and then he started eating the lamb leg.
The meal was full, and in the end, Lu Yunxia served everyone a bowl of fruit noodles. No matter what time, fruit noodles are always popular in the Hu family.
Long Ao felt that the food had reached his neck. He couldn't eat any more and had to stop.
After finishing their meal early, Fourteenth, who was watching outside, quietly said to Fifteenth: "Did you see it? I have never seen the young master eat so much. It's all because we have too few people to accompany the young master to eat every time!"
Fifteen understood clearly: "It's not just the problem of few people. Who in our tribe can make such delicious food? The young master doesn't like to eat it. If we hire two cooks here to cook,
After this, the young master will definitely eat more than before."
The two of them whispered, and Long Ao, who was feeling uncomfortable, walked out. He hadn't eaten so full for a long time, and he needed to take a walk to help digestion.
Hu Laosan also walked out of it and said to Hu Ling'er: "Ling'er, there happens to be a performance tonight. You can take Long Ao around."
In the past, when Hu Ling'er wanted to go out at night, Mrs. Hu always asked her brothers to accompany her. Although she was in her own tribe, what happened before left too many shadows on everyone, so everyone was worried.
Hu Linger went outside alone.
Now that Long Ao is here, the Hu family is all relieved.
The habits developed over the years have not changed at all. In everyone's hearts, as long as Long Ao is around, Hu Ling'er must be safe.
Long Ao knew that Hu Ling'er was very interested in Baoshan Market, and thought that the performances they mentioned were the same as those at Baoshan Market, which were simple silk and bamboo playing, singing and dancing.
After arriving, I discovered that a large stage had been set up here for performances.
The stage was decorated with irises, and red lanterns were hung on the two corners.
There were old and young orcs performing above. Finally, two females wearing cool gauze clothes slowly descended from the top of the stage. Along with them, countless pink petals fell, this kind of dreamlike flower.
Not only was Long Ao stunned by the scene, but it also took a long time for the orcs below to react. After the dance, there was a roar below, and everyone kept clapping and stamping their feet to express their excitement.
"It's so beautiful! Such a delicate idea must have been thought up by Ling'er." Long Ao exclaimed in admiration.
After listening to the first half of the sentence, Hu Ling'er thought he was saying that the two dancing females were so beautiful, but the second half was praising herself. It turned out that he was saying that the dance was so beautiful.
Who doesn't like to hear compliments? Hu Ling'er felt relieved when Long Ao said this.
However, Long Ao's next words made Hu Ling'er's heartbeat almost slow down by half a beat: "If I hadn't known that you were born here, I would have really thought that you, like my mother, came from another world.
Come."
Ever since he was young, Long Ao would believe whatever Hu Ling'er said. Why did he start to think this way now?
Is it because he found out that his mother is human?
Long Ao's next words cleared up her doubts: "I have heard my father talk a lot about my mother's past recently. Although you and her are not the same at all, I always feel that you two are somewhat similar. I thought about it, maybe
It's because you are all equally smart."
Hu Ling'er watched the performance on the stage and said to Long Ao: "Your mother has done so many things, she must be smarter."
"Actually, I have always been curious about what the human world is like. Their bodies are so fragile, how do they face cold and hunger? In this world, are they like us, there will always be some fights and struggles?
There is nothing you can do.”
Listening to Long Ao's somewhat sad words, Hu Ling'er knew that a lot of unpleasant things must have happened to him in the Namu tribe, so he comforted him: "Wherever there is life, there are wars. If you want to have enough food, you have to fight for it. In fact, life
It's the same there, except that orcs can rely on their own sharp claws to fight, while humans, although fragile, can rely on some weapons."
Long Ao listened quietly to what Hu Ling'er said, and the sadness in his heart was smoothed away.
Since life is not easy for either orcs or humans, he no longer has to worry about his mother. He sighed: "I really want to see the human world."
Hu Ling'er was a little impulsive. She actually wanted to say, if you want to see it, I can take you to see it.
But when I thought that time in my own space stood still and that the orcs would not be aware of what was happening after entering, I gave up this idea.
At this time, the last program had been performed on the stage. At the end of the program, countless Kongming lanterns were put into the air. Those lanterns carrying fireworks flew farther and farther in the air, and the orcs watching below couldn't help but click their tongues.
I don't know who shouted: "This is the wishing lamp. Make a wish to the wishing lamp, and it will bring your wish to the beast god."
The orcs who heard this sentence all clasped their hands together, lowered their heads and made wishes silently. They had never seen such a wishing lamp before, and they didn't know that besides the great witch of the tribe, there was anyone else who could communicate with the beast god.
Methods.
"Gold coins, gold coins!" A little orc took out a shining golden coin from his pocket and shouted excitedly: "My wish has come true. The beast god heard my wish. I want a gold coin. Kabuto
It will be available immediately!”
After hearing this, the other orcs also hurriedly searched their pockets, but they were empty and there was nothing inside.
"It must be that I didn't make such a wish just now. Damn it, if only I had the same wish just now." Some orcs complained.
As soon as these words came out, the orcs next to him were also affected, and they all regretted not making a wish for gold coins just now.
Looking at the lights flying farther and farther, another orc shouted: "How did you sell this wishing lantern? You must have extra wishing lanterns to sell to us. I want to make my wish to the beast god alone." This chapter has been completed!
