Tomb Robbery: The ancestor of Yiling was dug up

What Xie Yuchen thought was that Wei Wuxian would give him a bowl, which means that in the future he can treat this as his own home, come here whenever he wants, and have his own things. These words are enough to move Xie Yuchen's heart.

Xie Yuchen has been in charge of the head of the Xie family since he was six years old, and the life and death of his only uncle is unknown. Surrounded by countless wolves, tigers and leopards, he just thinks about how to peel off a layer of skin or get a piece of meat from the Xie family. Then he lived up to his expectations and became the head of the understanding family. At a young age, he acted vigorously and fiercely, and he dealt with many people who were cheating inside and out.

No one else has ever come to help Xie Yuchen, he has always been independent, and Xie's house is so large and empty that it can hardly be called a home, it can only be called a place to live, and now Some people say that he has a family and can stay as long as he wants.

"Yuchen, what are you thinking?" Wei Wuxian looked at Xie Yuchen who had been motionless for a long time, wondering why this person was still in a daze.

"I didn't think about anything, are you feeling better now?" Xie Yuchen skipped that topic and asked the question he cared most about. Once this person got sick or disaster, he would feel panicked.

"It's much better. Sit down first. The soup on this table is made by fat people. Come on, drink this to replenish your body." Wei Wuxian took Xie Yuchen to sit by the table very naturally, and pointed to the table For the tonic soup served, he even picked a soup that looked good and put it in front of him.

"Shouldn't you make up your body? Why did you drink it for me?" Xie Yuchen smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at Wei Wuxian, and saw the man touching his nose, which seemed to be right.

"Is this tonic soup, anyone can tonic, right? I didn't say that people who are not ill or suffering can't drink it, and let me tell you, this taste is very good, and the fat man's craftsmanship is absolutely outstanding." Wei Wuxian felt guilty. He rubbed his nose, how come everyone knows that he is sick and still drinks soup every day, patriarch, Xie Yuchen comes every few days, can he not know?

"Pfft! Ah Xian! Alright! The tonic soup that the fat man made for you is for your own good. He has worked so hard so don't waste his kindness." After watching the farce, Wu Xie interrupted Wei Wuxian's continuation To sell, the fat man has already gone to the kitchen to bring him soup. It seems that none of them can escape the fate of being fed.

"Okay, my patriarch did it." Wei Wuxian didn't want to waste other people's thoughts when he heard this, so he took a few mouthfuls of the bowl and finished it. Although the taste was indeed a little weak, it was delicious.

"Axian! Drink slowly! Don't worry!" Wu Xie watched Wei Wuxian gulp down a cup of soup. Fatty is very delicate and good at cooking, let alone soup. .

"Hurp" After Wei Wuxian finished drinking the soup, he didn't want to move anymore. He drank too much and was full. He wanted to eat spicy, extra spicy, boiled pork slices. Drooling.

"Yo~ Patriarch, I'll give you a reward after you've finished drinking! What kind of reward do you want!" The fat man just came out with the soup and put it on the table, when he saw that the cup in front of Wei Wuxian had been completely drained. .

"I want spicy food! Boiled pork slices! And wine!" Wei Wuxian now only wants to drink and eat meat, and nothing else. Drinking and eating meat is one of the great pleasures in life, who cares what? Well, when he said this, his big watery eyes were still staring at the fat man, which means that if you don't do it for me, I will cry.