When the trees brought back the water, Yunting found that he had brought back a whole lamb.

The sheep were killed, the guts were removed, and the skin peeled off. Yunting has a bag with some waffles in it.

As the sheep lay aside, Yunting was setting up a fire.

“Are you going to roast the whole sheep? How dare you!” The trees looked at Yunting and erected the whole sheep with an iron shelf and stuffed things in the belly of the sheep, immediately knowing what he was going to do.

“Good boy, wait for this to taste my craft.” Yunting was in a great mood, with a smile on his face:

“I came to Xijiang once six years ago, when my brother refused to see me, I went to a number of places myself, and this whole roasted sheep, that's when I learned, should not have forgotten.

Aunt Emmann is fine, I bought her sheep, she borrowed a lot of seasonings for me, and this onion. It's very useful to wait for greasy things. ”

“Mm-hmm, I'll wait to eat.” The trees saw a whole sheep being roasted on fire, and it was beautifully inside.

The whole sheep was roasted, and she had eaten it just before when she arrived in Oogway, and she thought it was delicious.

But they sell it, and they bake it, and it doesn't feel the same.

And Yunting said: "The sheep here are kept by their own families. They go out every day to exercise. They eat green weeds and drink mountain spring water, which is much more beautiful than the sheepmeat they raise. ”

“Ah, stop it, I'm hungry. Let's wait till it's done!” The trees stared at the iron grill on the fire.

“Little cat.” Yunting smiled helplessly and with the trees always made him feel particularly relaxed and wanted to spoil her as a child.

The trees lean beside the clouds to eat tangerines and tomatoes, and the buns lie down beside the trees on the grass, eating tangerines as well.

It is not easy to find some fruit this season in Xijiang Province.

Although tuna fruit is sweet with a little sourness, some of it is good to eat.

After about half an hour of roasting, the scent of meat has flowed out. I can't wait for all the trees in the woods. How can I ask Yunting:

“Isn't that good? Ready to eat?”

“Morning. Wait a little longer."

“I'm almost done eating my tangerines.” Wood's grudgingly little eyes, it hurts to see people.

Roasting whole sheep is delicious, but the roasting process really takes patience.

Fortunately, Yunting began to tell the trees about his last visit to Xijiang Province, distracting the attention of the trees to roasting the whole sheep.

But that scent, it's tempting.

Perhaps attracted by the scent, a man and a woman came far from the river, holding hands towards them.

Wooden frowns frowned, and as they approached, she was in a worse mood.

What do you really hate? It's really Karl Jo, with that young Ha girl, who was supposedly crushed by him by the river before.

They were so thick, they pretended that nothing had happened, and they were moving towards the trees.

“Are you roasting the whole sheep? Can I help you? I bake well.” Karl came and sat next to the trees with the young girl.

The trees immediately rose and hid on the other side of the cloud like a plague, with a little face in the dark.

Looking at how angry the trees are, Yunting is a bit funny, he doesn't know what he saw before the trees.

However, since the trees did not like it, Yunting also intended to stay here for a long time. There was no need to have a good relationship with them, so he opened his face coldly.