On the way home, Yang Haixia was always silent.

Yang Danxi took a section of Carambola Creek, then changed Cheng Cuijuan to take Yang Danxi for a section, and finally Yang Danxi took Cheng Cuijuan, how the three of them tossed, he never said half a word.

When I got home, the half moon was already in the treetops.

Cheng Cuijuan went into the house and took some eggs and mountain goods in two baskets, and went to return the bicycle with Yang Haixia.

"Big sister!" Yang Yanxi came out of the kitchen, his face black and gray, and smirked at Yang Danxi.

"Eldest sister, second sister. Yang Jinxi also followed from behind, he was even more embarrassed than Yanxi, his face was almost like a black cat, and the blue cloth cotton jacket on his body was also rubbed with a lot of black ash.

"What are you two doing?" Yang Danxi looked at his two younger brothers in amazement, "Did you drill the chimney or kill the coal seller?"

"Eldest sister, it's great that you're back. Yang Yanxi smiled and reached out to snatch Yang Danxi's bag, and said enthusiastically, "We are all dying of hunger, but Jinxi is so stupid that he hasn't lit the fire for a long time." ”

"......" Yang Danxi was dumbfounded.

"......" Carambola Creek raised her hand to cover her face.

Obviously, these two stupid boys didn't want to come back, so they thought about making a meal, and then, they didn't even light the fire.

"I'm stupid, and you're not smart. Yang Jinxi blushed and retorted.

"Go wash them all and give me the food. Yang Danxi raised his hand and gave the two younger brothers a burst of chestnuts, and rolled up his sleeves into the kitchen.

"Is the meal ready, I'm going to starve to death......" Yang Qingxi shouted unhappily and came down from upstairs, just turned out of the hall, and saw Yang Danxi and Carambola Creek, the words behind him suddenly seemed to be choked, and he froze for a while before shouting, "Eldest sister, second sister." ”

"It's good to eat for a while, bear with it first. "For Yang Qingxi, Yang Danxi's attitude is much lighter.

Yang Qingxi nodded, turned around and ran back upstairs.

"Sister, I'll help you. Carambola followed Yang Danxi into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, it was like something had swept away.

There are a lot of messy dishes on the board, a handful of rice is placed in the pot, a large pot of clean water, a bamboo drawer is horizontally on it, and a bowl is steamed, and the eggs in the bowl are scattered, the color is black, and there is a smell of soy sauce.

The stove was stuffed with large wooden blocks.

"......" Yang Danxi looked at the kitchen, crying and laughing.

"It's so late, you might as well make it easy tonight. Carambola wiped her face again and stood in front of the stove, "Sister, come and light the fire." ”

Her dishes are good, but for more than 30 years, she used the best kitchen, the stove was voice-controlled, and the side dishes had a professional nutritionist.

Pushing back further, in the days when she dropped out of school and stayed at home, she helped Cheng Cuijuan burn the fire a few times, but at that time, it was also the kind that Cheng Cuijuan lit the fire first and then watched by her.

In comparison, she is still better at cooking.

"I'll do it anyway. Yang Danxi hesitated.

In her impression, her sister was so spoiled by Cheng Cuijuan that she never cooked at all.

"Sister doesn't believe that I can cook?" Carambola Creek knew it and said with a smile, "The dishes I cook are still good." ”

Sooner or later, her changes will be known by her family, so she has to let her sister adapt to the fact that she is really different from before.

"That'...... All right. Yang Danxi paused, but still chose to believe.

My sister is older, and she always has to learn to cook, but it's a big deal, she just points to the side.

Carambola Creek bent her eyes, rolled up her sleeves and began to move.

All the rice in the pot is filled, the water is re-put into the pot, covered and burned.

The side dishes of different sizes on the table were all changed...... cough, I chopped it directly with a knife and put it in a big bowl.

Yang Danxi removed the excess firewood in the stove, quickly lit the fire, looked up at the chaotic knife technique of the star fruit stream, his brows knotted again, and he wanted to shout to stop, but he felt that it was not good to hit his sister's enthusiasm to learn to cook, so he was entangled.