The next day, at four o'clock in the evening.

Shao Zeyang was still lying comfortably on the sofa watching TV, and Gu Xing had already placed two pots full of freshly cut meat on the coffee table in front of him.

"Eh, what are you doing, don't block my TV!" It seemed that the performance was at its most exciting, Shao Zeyang looked at the two huge stainless steel basins that suddenly appeared in front of him, and jumped up from the sofa suddenly.

"It's your mission." Gu Xing took out two packs of unopened bamboo skewers from his pocket and threw them into the latter's arms.

"I'm relying on so much, you're trying to exhaust me!" Shao Zeyang glared, looking at the slowly two pots of flower flesh in front of him, "Are you sure that if I die of exhaustion, will you still remember me?" ”

"Well, it will, and we'll stick leftover bamboo sticks in your grave, and they'll grow meat again when spring comes." Wu Yu rolled his eyes on the side and responded, "Okay, hurry up and work, or you can choose not to do it." ”

"If not, will I have dinner in the evening?"

"No, but if you're willing to strip naked and crawl over and wag your tail while we're eating, maybe we'll throw you two pieces of meat that can't be chewed on, too."

"So, you're squeezing labor." Shao Zeyang took out a bamboo skewer from the bag with a sad and angry face and began to thread the strings.

"No, I'm helping you prevent Alzheimer's." Wu Yu saw that Gu Xing and the others had already taken out the cut things from the kitchen and put them on the table, except for the roasted flower meat, what was left was some chicken wings and lamb chops and the like.

"Why do I have to wear so much alone?" Shao Zeyang compared the two large pots of flower meat in front of him, as well as the rest of the messy things, and cried out with a sad and angry face.

"Then you can change it." Wu Yu glanced at the latter, "You can choose to wear these and give us the flower meat." ”

"Can I just change it?" Shao Zeyang glanced at the vegetables and mushrooms that had been washed on the plate and asked.

"Of course not."

"Forget it then." Shao Zeyang pursed his lips, raised his head to watch the TV, and began to skewer meat on bamboo skewers.

Hou Yuchen was indeed the earliest, he didn't bring anyone, not even his own car, but chose to call a car over, because he also knew very well that the actions of Wu Yu and the others should be kept secret, so he came this time as much as possible to prevent anyone from discovering his whereabouts.

There are no outsiders, Hou Yuchen naturally does not have so many restraints, although there may be a difference between each other in their twenties, but when Hou Yuchen stays with this group of people, he always seems to be just a young man in his early twenties.

Hou Yuchen threw away his coat and sat down with Shao Zeyang in mind.

"Damn, I haven't seen you for a month, how do you feel like you're fat again." Shao Zeyang felt the sofa next to him sink suddenly, and glanced at the latter's slightly protruding belly with some surprise, and poked it twice with the bamboo stick in his hand.

", you're just getting fat, don't you see I've been losing weight lately?" Because of his health value, although Hou Yuchen is now in his forties, he doesn't feel old at all on the surface.

"Lose weight? Are you telling jokes? Shao Zeyang looked Hou Yuchen up and down, and asked with a look of disbelieving.

Finally found a person who was willing to play a poor mouth with him, Shao Zeyang had an expression of enjoyment and Hou Yuchen muttering boring questions there. Of course, most of the time, Shao Zeyang blew Hou Yuchen's beard and glared at him angrily, but he sighed at the beauty of life.

At half past five in the evening, the work on hand was almost completed, but Shao Zeyang had been playing poor with Hou Yuchen, although more than half of it had been completed, there was still a small half of the pot left that had not been skewered.

"Hey, you guys can help too, I've been skewering so much by myself." Shao Zeyang looked at the half pot of meat in front of him, if he wanted to finish the skewering, it would take at least half an hour, and by that time, it was estimated that Wu Yu and the others had already roasted and started eating.

"Huh? No, I see that you were chatting quite happily just now, you shouldn't need help, of course you don't have to worry, we will leave Hou Yuchen to you and let him continue to chat with you. Wu Yu rolled his eyes next to him and began to apply the seasoning he had prepared earlier to the chicken wings.

"Don't, brother, I know it's wrong, and I won't dare to do it again." Shao Zeyang looked at Wu Yu with a pitiful expression.

"Get out, it's late, hurry up and skewer, you are not allowed to eat until you finish skewering." Wu Yu glared at the latter angrily, and then continued to apply seasoning to the chicken wings.

"Old Wu, Uncle Kan, they're here, you come out and pick them up." Outside the door, Feng Xuanxuan did not come in, but the voice had already come in.

"Okay, here, by the way, Heyuan, you can help me touch all the seasonings on the chicken wings and coat them evenly." Wu Yu took out two pieces of paper and wiped his hands, then threw the work at hand to He Yuan.

"Damn, I still need to go out to greet me, why did you shout inside and let me in when I came." Hou Yuchen looked at Wu Yu, who had already walked out, clutching his chest with a heartache expression.

"Because we're familiar with it." He Yuan squeezed his eyes on the side.

"Of course, if you say something ugly, it's not good enough, it's too vegetable." Shao Zeyang hummed softly on the side.

"Fuck your uncle, I'll go out to see Brother Kan too." Hou Yuchen got up from the sofa, obviously he couldn't stay here anymore, if he continued to stay, he would most likely be killed by the latter.

"By the way, Lao Hou, I want to ask you something, do you know what Uncle Kan's real name is." As if he suddenly thought of something, Shao Zeyang suddenly stretched out his oily hands and pulled the latter, and asked curiously.

"This... I don't know, anyway, I just know that people who seem to be younger than him call him Uncle Kan, and those who are about the same age as him call him Brother Kan, and those elders generally call him Xiaokan, as for what his name is, I don't know, you can ask for yourself when the time comes. ”

Although Shao Zeyang is curious, it doesn't mean that he is stupid, no one knows about this kind of thing so far, so it means that maybe the latter doesn't want others to know about it, and if he asks stupidly at this time, then he is probably a real fool, so after hearing the latter's words, he just nodded lightly and didn't continue, but sat there honestly wearing the skewers in his hands, and shouted something Wu Yu I don't share the sky with you.