Marrying a Former Supreme God
Go To Fu's House
Meanwhile, the Emperor of the Baka Realm was still sitting on his throne. He had suddenly severed the crystal ball's spiritual energy connection with the spy bird. He was shocked as Xiu Jimei stared at the blue hummingbird that was a spy bird. The girl was suspicious. Fearing to be discovered, the Emperor of the Baka Realm was instantly frightened.
Xiu Jimei's gaze as he watched the spy bird seemed to know everything. He looked at Wang Zheming.
“He won't say anything bad ‘kan?” tanyakanya.
“As long as you are honest.”
“...” Since the beginning I was dishonest, can everything be fine? Emperor Alam Baka seemed to have just committed a big sin. He had already deceived the son of the former demon god or the current king of the Upper Realm hell.
Wang Zheming seemed to know his worries. “He wouldn't care about this. If the spy bird was an enemy in his eyes, since the beginning of the race, the girl would have caught him first and put him in a cage.”
“That girl will not be interested in small hummingbirds that do not have great strength right?” The Emperor of the Baka Realm suspected that Xiu Jimei liked to nurture many spirit beasts for pleasure.
Wang Zheming sighed helplessly and looked at the Emperor of the Netherworld with sympathy. “In his eyes, the smallest bird is still a good food to be baked or made soup.”
“...” Did the girl just think of the food in her head?
Hummingbirds have very little meat on their bodies. Which body parts should be eaten?
The Emperor of the Baka Realm shook his head, not taking this matter too seriously. After making sure if the most eating race was completed, he only needed to arrange the rest.
The Baka Natural Forest will be open to winners a few days after the race. The Emperor of the Baka Realm was still worried Xiu Jimei suspected him of having other plans. So he decided to calm down for a while.
Do not let the girl enter the palace and deliberately ask to satisfy curiosity. After the eating race took place, the Emperor of the Baka Realm directly escaped from his seat and returned to the palace courtyard of the empress.
Wang Zheming saw ha run away as fast as a mouse met a cat, only able to shake his head. The prime ministers are confused. There were no emperors on the throne, of course choosing to disperse. They also have a job to take care of.
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Xiu Jimei and the others did not stay outside. They came to the Fu family home and welcomed all the existing family members. Just entering the courtyard, Xiu Jimei heard his grandfather's enthusiastic cry.
"Oh ... My granddaughter is coming! Let grandfather see if he is thin or not" he said a bit loudly until some other family members knew right away.
At first Xiu Jimei laughed with his other friends. But after hearing Fu Heng's not-so-old voice, Xiu Jimei was quite surprised. He went straight up the tree. They knew that Xiu Jimei had always avoided Fu Heng, the grandfather who had always wanted to love his granddaughter.
When Fu Heng arrived, he searched for Xiu Jimei's whereabouts. "Where is the girl?" fu Heng asked while watching around.
Wang Xuyue occasionally turned his head towards the tree, the place where Xiu Jimei was hiding at the moment. Then the little figure of the girl did not make any sound. However Fu Heng finally realized his granddaughter was deliberately avoiding him.
"Son, what are you doing up in the tree?" Fu Heng pretended not to know anything.
“I just try to calm down,” replied Xiu Jimei a little disgusted but certainly not serious.
“... Obviously, I'm still the same as before.” Xiu Jimei's voice shrunk him imagining what Fu Heng would do to him. If his mother were here, Fu Heng would not be too excited upon seeing her.
Xiu Jikai who was beside his great grandfather, was inevitably a little unhappy. “Grandfather, don't you miss me too?” tanyakanya.
Fu Heng finally looked at his grandson who bore all the resemblance of Xiu Jimei. Then grunt. “You stink boy. Boys need to be independent. Why should I spoil you?”
“...” Xiu Jikai sneered. The old man could still pamper Mei’er, but not as often as he was. He still shouldn't be jealous.
Right now, Xiu Jimei was still unwilling to descend from the top of the tree. Fu Hang looked at his female great-grandson who did not like being treated like a small anal by Fu Heng, inevitably racking his brain to think.
“Cicitku, Grandpa Besar has just caught a fat spirit chicken from the forest. This afternoon, let's make some roasted chicken soy sauce. Your mother used to love eating meat, you also eat it often. But this time your grandfather will bake it for you,”.
Before Fu Hang added many words. Xiu Jimei had already jumped down from the tree and approached Fu Hang.
“Then I want the chicken first. If it's not too big, I'll catch it again,” said the girl.
“No, no. That'sthat's enough. Big brother has caught more than three tails this morning.” Fu Hang hurriedly shook his head. How could he possibly give his great-grandson of catching spirit chickens alone? Obviously he deliberately wanted to make his great-grandson eat well at Fu's house.
Fu Hang laughed loudly and finally brought his great-grandson into another courtyard to chat. As for Fu Heng, the man was silent for quite a long time before finally realizing what his father had just said.
Xiu Jikai finally smiled in satisfaction as he saw his grandfather looked to have no expression of despair. “Grandfather, waiting for you to roast chicken soy sauce seasoning for Mei’er.”
“...” Fu Heng wanted to vomit blood from annoyance.
No kidding. In the past, Fu Heng was no good at cooking other than grilling fish and chicken without salt. How can grilling a delicious soy sauce seasoning chicken for his granddaughter? Fearing that his granddaughter would have stomach pains after eating her cooking later, Fu Heng immediately touched Xiu Jikai's shoulders.
Fu Heng gave a meaningful look and seriousness at this moment. “You are also good at cooking just like your sister, join grandfather and teach grandfather to grill chicken soy sauce seasoning!” He immediately dragged Xiu Jikai towards the kitchen without needing to hear his approval.
“...” The reluctant Xiu Jikai cannot escape after falling into the hands of his grandfather.
Meanwhile, the Cip Chip who was beside Wang Xuyue shivered. They would roast a chicken and it was still its own kind as a chicken. Wang Xuyue looked at the cowardice of the Cip Cip. He sighed and patted his hairy body.
“Do not worry. The baked ones are not you. What to fear?” He calmed.
Cip Cip wants to choke on something. “Master, you don't know the feeling of a chicken,” he replied.
“How do I know how you feel if you don't say it?”
“...” Cip Cip does not know whether he should be grateful or not for having a plain master.
