“Where is, it’s very good.”

Feng Wuyou said, but was not polite, so he picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Seeing that Feng Wuyou actually started eating, Ruzhe almost jumped up in an anxious manner.

Didn't she hear the old woman?

It was clear that she would not eat these things.

He tried hard to win over Feng Wuyou.

But Feng Wuyou asked him just like he didn't see it, "Ruzhe, why don't you eat? Are you hungry?"

He didn't care much about this, and no one else was concerned about it.

But when Feng Wuyou pointed it out, others began to pay attention even if they didn't pay attention.

Ruzhe's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he only felt that this woman was simply crazy.

But looking at Feng Wuyou's calm expression and the eyes of the tribe leaders looking over, he gritted his teeth, held a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "Who said I won't eat it!"

Seeing that he had eaten, Feng Wuyou laughed: "That's right. I just said we didn't eat all morning. How could you not be hungry for such a big guy?"

Upon hearing this, Ruzhe simply wanted to knock on her head and look at what was in this woman's mind.

These are clearly dangerous to eat.

No matter how hungry he is, is it more important than life?

But as many people looked at him, he naturally couldn't eat a word.

While eating the things on the table with anger, he thought to himself: This woman knows medical skills and should have a way to deal with it, and she won’t watch him die.

Seeing that Feng Wuyou and Ruzhe had eaten, the patriarch and several officials looked at each other quickly, and immediately withdrew their gaze, but kept talking, thanking Feng Wuyou for his healing virtue.

Feng Wuyou also replied to them with a smile on his face, looking happy.

Halfway through the meal, the patriarch seemed to remember something, and suddenly slapped his forehead and shouted, "Why have you forgotten the wine? Come on, bring the wine quickly!"

Immediately someone ran over and brought a jar of wine over.

The patriarch smiled and said, "Miscellaneous Doctor, this is the sprinkler of fruits that our own tribe members picked. The taste is very good. Doctor taste it?"

As soon as the wine jar was opened, a sweet smell wafted across it.

It's not a spirit, it's like wine from a previous life.

Feng Wuyou's eyes lit up suddenly.

This taste has been a long time since.

I didn't expect to see it in the wilderness.

Of course, the wine of the wilderness is not made of grapes, but is a mixture of various fruits.

But the aroma is not inferior to wine.

"The clan leader actually has such a good thing."

She smiled and said, "Of course I have to try it."

"I'll give it to the miracle doctor."

The patriarch diligently poured a bowl for Feng Wuyou, poured it on several of his people in charge, and then raised the wine bowl: "Miscellaneous doctor, miracle doctor solves the illness for the people in my tribe, we respect miracle doctor a cup."

They all raised the wine bowl, but Feng Wuyou didn't move, but instead sighed.

"Why did the miracle doctor sigh?"

When the patriarch saw Feng Wuyou not holding up the bowl, he was a little impetuous, but he still asked.

Feng Wuyou sighed and said, "The last time I drank, I celebrated my parents' birthday at home. Now that I have been out for a long time, I smell the smell of wine, and I not only think of my parents at home."

Of course she is nonsense.

In her previous life, she had no parents.

Although this life has happened, it has been separated early.

Moreover, with a father who is as scammed as Chu Xuan, even if he is alive, Feng Wuyou doesn’t want to celebrate his birthday.

The patriarch did not expect Feng Wuyou to come like this, and he smiled dryly and said, "Miss Shantong has a good relationship with her parents, but there is no need to worry too much.
Chapter completed!