In the hot summer, the dry wood is high and burns vigorously, and it doesn't take long to boil a pot of broth.

But for the hungry, the waiting time for the broth to cook is always extraordinarily long, almost as long as a few seconds.

Yu Sinian's temperament jumped, and he couldn't stand the feeling of waiting for this slow knife and blunt flesh, which was really more uncomfortable than stabbing him or beating him.

He babbled, because he was dishonest by nature, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to pass the time.

When I finally sat down, my face was flushed with firewood, my face and body were covered with sweat, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water.

In the summer, around the firewood, who can stand it?

He was annoyed in his heart, he knew that he would not agree with the suggestion of the fooling ghost, and he should have taken his share of the pork knuckle and left at that time!

If he had taken someone away at that time, he would have already finished eating and lying down to rest, which is like now, not to mention it, and to accept the "roasting" of firewood.

He's really going crazy!

I don't know what he thought at the time, he agreed as soon as his head was hot, and he also put on a handful of wild vegetables, and now the pork knuckle and wild vegetables are mixed in the boiling pot, and it is impossible for him to fish them out and stop the loss in time.

What a loss.

The "long" wait, full of chagrin, coupled with the firewood roasting, was uncomfortably hot, which made Yu Sinian more angry and impetuous the more he thought about it.

He couldn't control his temper, and shouted at Xiao Chanhuan: "I said that your iron pot won't be bad, why hasn't it been cooked well for so long?" If I don't cook it well, I'll either starve to death or die of heat! His grandmother's, this weather is really hot and evil, God still doesn't let people live. As he spoke, he kept making a fan with his hand, fanning his own face, trying to absorb a trace of poor coolness, but unfortunately because the weather was too hot, the wind he fanned out was also hot, and it was not much cooler.

If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Chanhuan was a girl, he would have wanted to take off his clothes and come directly to a dew, bird and cool.

However, although he is a bear, he still has a bottom line, and when there are women (although Xiao Chanhuan is still a little girl in his eyes, she is not up to the level of a woman at all, but who calls her a female gender o(╯□╰)o), resolutely do not do anything that hurts customs!

Another gratifying thing is that after the double hot and cold violence "education" of Xiao Chanhuan and Niu Dali, Yu Sinian finally learned to use "I" instead of "grandpa" to speak to them.

Xiao Chanhuan selfishly felt that this was also a lot of "progress".

Yu Sinian can also be adjusted, the key is to use the right method.

However, they are not ready to make great progress with him, as long as the three of them are still together, he will stop making people angry when they hear it.

In view of his "progress", Xiao Chanhuan felt that she could lift the cold violence and give him a little response as a reward.

"Hurry, hurry, don't you see that the broth is already starting to bubble into small pieces? When the small blisters turn into large blisters and start tumbling, we can start eating. Xiao Chanhuan pointed to the iron pot and explained to Yu Sinian.

This is common sense, but unfortunately Yu Sinian doesn't know.

It seems that he used to be a person who didn't care about cooking.

"Really?"

The person who was about to die just now and was full of chagrin, listened to Xiao Chanhuan's words, and immediately felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood, full of energy, looking at her with bright eyes, full of desire for food.

Xiao Chanhuan was slightly embarrassed, and wanted to say: Please, don't look at me, look at the iron pot, I'm not food! You look at me like this, I'm Alexander, o(╯□╰)o

The broth began to boil, and Niu Dali was afraid that Xiao Chanhuan would be scalded by the splashing soup, so he took the wooden spoon and replaced it with him.

Yu Sinian wanted to stop him and didn't allow it, but after thinking about the reason, he couldn't help but say nothing, only said indignantly, and said, "When the food is distributed later, the fool must be in charge." ”

Compared to Mighty Scarface, he still believes in fooling ghosts a little more.

The fooling ghost he said refers to Xiao Chanhuan.

When it comes to nicknames, he's insistent enough.

Obviously, he already knew the names of Xiao Chanhuan and Niu Dali, but he didn't know what state of mind he was in, so he insisted on calling the nickname he gave them.

The Fool Ghost is a reduced version of the Short and Thin Fool Ghost, which is the result of his forced force to shrink due to the power of the ox.

Xiao Chanhuan didn't have any opinion on this nickname, anyway, if he called him, she just didn't hear it.

With a middle two bear child, it is unreasonable, and it feels like a waste of physical strength to beat him, so it is better for him to develop in a brutal direction.

As for Niu Dali's nickname - Dali's ugly scarface, Xiao Chanhuan resolutely did not allow him to shout, as long as he dared to shout, she would dare to kill him and show no mercy.

After coming and going, he didn't dare to touch Xiao Chanhuan's bottom line again, and originally wanted to change Niu Dali's nickname again, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't fit his heart, so he could only be aggrieved and removed the three words "ugly scar face", and only retained the original "Dali", which not only refers to Niu Dali's name, but also implies that he has a lot of strength, and he is unwilling to complain in his heart that it is a pity that "why Niu Dali has the surname Niu, not Xiong, Xiong Dali, that is appropriate!" ”

As for the nickname of Mighty Ugly Scarface, he didn't give up, he couldn't shout it, he just shouted it in his heart, and being self-respecting was also a kind of entertainment.

The broth in the iron pot was about to be cooked, Xiao Chanhuan and the three of them abandoned their previous suspicions, sat in a group, three pairs and six eyes glowing green, staring at the iron pot tightly, just waiting for the moment to eat.

As the broth gradually boiled, the aroma of pork knuckle mixed with wild vegetables rushed into Xiao Chanhuan's nose without warning.

Oh my God, (╯▽╰) It's so fragrant~~

Xiao Chanhuan was seduced by the fragrance of the broth, her saliva flowed, and she swallowed wave after wave of liquid, and her stomach, which was originally quite honest, began to "gurgle" and scream non-stop.

If it was in the past, when she heard her stomach calling, she would blush and touch it to appease, but at this time, she didn't care about it, and let it keep calling.

Call, call, I know that you are pitiful, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and I can comfort you immediately.

(*^▽^*)Happy~~.

Maybe the stomach "gurgling" is contagious, following Xiao Chanhuan, Niu Dali and Yu Sinian's stomachs also "gurgling".

"Gollum ......"

"Gollum ......"

"Gollum ......"

Three people, three different voices, loudness, rhythm, timbre...... It's different, like a symphony.

In the quiet night, listening to the "symphony" played one after another, smelling the increasingly rich fragrance of the broth and wild vegetables, and the occasional sound of one or two "thorns" bursting with firewood, it feels very wonderful and enjoyable.