That's great! I tapped and ran to the kitchen. When I opened the refrigerator, there were carrots and garlic sprouts, God help me. An egg. I opened each compartment and looked at it, and there was no ham sausage. Forget it, it's going to be a minute.

I closed the kitchen door. Wash the vegetables and cut them into cubes. Beat the eggs in a pan and serve them in a small bowl. Add a little more oil, add diced carrots and stir-fry for a while, then add diced garlic sprouts, stir-fry for a while, and then add rice. After a while, the rice grains are evenly coated with carrot yellow, add eggs, stir-fry for a while, and add a little salt. Remove from the pan.

The worst thing I do is put salt, and I always can't grasp the amount, so I usually have to help my mother take a look at it. I first scooped a small spoon and tasted it, and it was not bad. I put all the rice on a large plate, enough for both of us.

Then I took another egg and shredded half a cucumber. Of course, the silk is not very fine, and the knife work is limited. Wash the pot, add clean water and turn on the heat. While the water boiled, I beat the eggs in a small bowl to form a mixture. When the water boils, add the cucumber shreds, wait for the cucumber shreds to soften, pour the egg mixture into the pot, turn off the heat and add salt before the water boils again.

I was just about to bring the rice out when I looked up and saw my brother standing in the doorway. He opened the door for me, took the plate from my hand, and turned to walk towards the table. I served the soup in two small bowls and served it carefully. He had already brought two empty bowls, spoons and chopsticks.

We sat at opposite ends of the small dining table. Isn't this a little heartwarming? As the third brother said, I have the potential to be a good wife and mother. Remembering that he said that he would take me down from within the system, I was secretly proud in my heart.

What are you laughing at?

The so-called mutual birth comes from the heart, and the heart will be proud and the face will smile.

No, I don't. Brother, I'll serve you dinner.

I spooned a bowl of rice for my brother and pushed it to his hand. Then I served more than half a bowl myself.

Senior brother looked at me kindly. Yes, that's the expression.

I took a sip of the soup first, and it seemed a little light. I was about to add some more salt, but my brother took a sip with me.

Very good.

Then he scooped up a spoonful of rice and put it in his mouth. I looked at him inquiringly.

It's also good.

It's true?

Well.

Then brother, you eat a little more.

I lowered my head and dug a spoonful of rice into my mouth, feeling that my heart was about to bloom a flower. I diligently refilled the soup for my brother, and I finished the rice in the bowl and drank another bowl of soup. Seeing that I didn't add any more rice, my brother simply ate all the rice on the plate.

I watched my brother eat up the food I cooked. Then I put my face on my face with both hands, and waited for my brother to praise me.

It turns out that I really found a treasure.

My brother put down his chopsticks and praised me calmly.

I pursed my mouth so hard that I was afraid that one mouth would grin behind my ears. My brother put his arms on the dining table and looked at me across the table. We just sat across from each other, looking at each other. The sound of the wall clock reached my eardrums clearly, and I could see the time converging into colorful quicksand around me, like a streamer. If this moment could stay forever, I would do anything to exchange it.

It seemed like after a long, long time, and we started to giggle relatively well, not laughing at anything, but just wanting to laugh. My elder brother reached over, pulled down my hand, pressed it on the table, and gently stroked the back of my hand with his thumb.

You look like you're going to drool over me.

Senior brother, you are really handsome.

You've said it a long time ago.

Yes?

You confessed first.

No way. I didn't even dare to think about it.

Wine is intimidating.

I can't drink either. Can't.

It's not that you don't dare. You are particularly daring. Any idea how long I've been waiting for you today?

I've confessed my sins. Killing people is not enough.

I'll save it for you.

Senior brother cherishes words like gold and has a poisonous tongue, and every time I talk to me, I vomit blood.

That brother, I'll go wash the dishes.

I'll do it.

I was about to get up and rush to go, but my brother pressed me to a chair across the table.

I got it.

So I sat down obediently and watched my brother collect the dishes and wipe the table by himself. Wash the dishes, brush the pots, and all kinds of utensils are put in place. When he came out again, he took a plastic fruit bowl and a large apple.

Watching TV?

Well, okay, there's Happy Camp today!

I quickly went over to the couch and sat down, holding the remote control to the base camp. I like He Jiong and Xiangxiang very much.

The senior brother took the fruit bowl and placed it on the small table next to the sofa. Slender and bony hands began to peel apples. The peel is uniform and continuous. I looked at my brother for a while, and I was amused by the game part of the show for a while. Women have a sixth sense, and I feel as if my brother has been staring at me for a while. Turning his head, he saw a piece of peeled apple stuck in his knife, as if he had been waiting for me to finish laughing. I turned my head and handed it forward. I opened my mouth directly and bit it down, and I was satisfied with it. While I was watching TV again, he went to the kitchen. When I came back, the knife was gone, and I had a few toothpicks in my hand. I saw him carefully stick a toothpick on the sliced apple and push the small table in front of me. Then he leaned over me and took me by the hand and leaned back into the couch. To be honest, his actions affected my mood when I watched the base camp. I was stiffly encircled in his arms, I didn't dare to lean on, and I felt my pores tingle. But only for a moment. This cheerful show made me forget about the atmosphere around me. I smiled in his arms, leaning back and leaning on his shoulder, which was extremely natural. I turned my head to look at him happily, and it turned out that he was also looking at me. The repeated changes of color on the screen shine on each other's faces, which is wonderful. The senior brother naturally lowered his head and kissed me.

Who invented kissing? But I love it.