"What's going on? Awesome, right? ”

Looking at Zhuo Xingyu's shining eyes, Cheng Che smacked his lips and said, "Don't you know, when I first played this game, I just played this cow for a month!" This big guy has rough skin and thick meat, and no matter how he fights, it's like tickling, and then he cleared the level because he found a magic weapon! ”

"What's the weakness of this cow?"

Zhuo Xingyu asked Cheng Che while checking.

"Weakness? How can it have weaknesses? Cheng Che shrugged.

"And how did you defeat it? Just with that magic weapon? Zhuo Xingyu asked again.

Cheng Che thought about it, and said with a little doubt: To be honest, I was really a little inexplicable when I cleared the customs at that time, but I guess I was able to win because of that divine weapon, because in addition, I had some fire attribute fire spirit fruit on my body, and when I was in a hurry, I added spiritual power and smashed it into Kui Niu as a cannonball! Later, the big guy went crazy, and I went crazy too, wielding that sword and slashing indiscriminately, so that he stabbed Kui Niu in the forehead if he didn't die, and that guy was knocked out by me! ”

"Oh? So you think you're out of shit luck? Zhuo Xingyu glanced at Cheng Che and held back a smile.

"you! It's good to win, who cares about the process? ”

Cheng Che is very unconvinced, although he still doesn't know how he won this level, but what does it matter, who cares if he has cleared the level?

Zhuo Xingyu glanced at Cheng Che, didn't speak, and continued to look at his own information.

Cheng Che stopped talking, and lay back on the sofa and squinted.

"Hey, what's to eat at night? Or I'll go down and buy some! ”

After studying for a long time, Zhuo Xingyu raised his head from the computer and looked at the sky outside, so he asked Cheng Che.

"Well, whatever! It's up to you! Cheng Che closed his eyes and waved his hand, turned over and continued to squint.

Zhuo Xingyu closed the computer, picked up his mobile phone and went out. Cheng Che's residence was not far from the market, Zhuo Xingyu went to buy a chicken, a big bag of chili peppers, two sauce cakes and two cups of rice porridge, and ran back.

Cheng Che opened the door and saw that Zhuo Xingyu was carrying a big rooster that was jumping around, and asked dumbfoundedly, "Zhuo Xingyu, what do you want to do?" You don't want to do it, do you? I warn you, I won't help you pluck chicken feathers! ”

How good is it to buy a white striped chicken, how to eat it if you don't have to hang the feathers?

"You're not going to pull a dime, are you?"

Zhuo Xingyu glared at him angrily and funny.

"You're just a dime! Don't compare me to the chicken in your hand! We are not one country! Cheng Che blew his beard angrily and glared.

"I know you're not from one country! It's the iron rooster and you're the old hen! What the hell is your name! Sleep your sleep, can't you eat spicy chicken later? ”

"That's pretty much it!" Cheng Che stopped shouting and continued to lie back on the sofa and wait for dinner.

Zhuo Xingyu carried the big rooster into the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, stepped on the two wings of the big rooster with one foot, grabbed the big rooster's head with one hand, and then slashed the rooster's neck with the knife, and a stream of blood flowed into the bowl he had placed in advance.

The big rooster struggled a few times, and soon it didn't move, and the chicken blood in the bowl was nearly half a bowl.

Zhuo Xingyu dropped the chicken, picked up the bowl of chicken blood and carefully poured it into a glass bottle, and screwed the cap.

Then he boiled water, plucked the chicken feathers, washed the chicken's belly, sliced two large pieces of chicken breast, and finally chopped the rest of the chicken into chicken pieces and put them in the refrigerator.

Spicy chicken is a dish that Zhuo Xingyu often watches his father make, and it is also the only dish he can make.

I don't know why my father has a soft spot for it, Zhuo Xingyu thought about it deeply, maybe this dish is my mother's favorite food, because every time I finish this dish, my father is as sad as his dead wife.

It's not that he curses his mother, but he hasn't seen his mother since he was a child, and he really doesn't have any feelings for this mother he has never met. But my dad is different, since he was a child, he has never left his dad a step, and it's a bit hypocritical to talk about relying on each other, but if there is one person in this world who can make Zhuo Xingyu move forward, it is Dad.

The reason why he wants to find his mother is completely because of his father, not because he wants a mother.

He is eighteen years old, and he doesn't have much to do with the term mother, and whether she comes back or not has little to do with him. It's that every time he sees his father's lonely back, he feels distressed.

For the sake of his father, he must get his mother back, of course, after finding it back, the first thing he did was to scold her.

Let her abandon her husband and children, irresponsible! Let her go for many years without any news! He also had to tell her plainly that it wasn't because of his father, he wasn't interested in recognizing her as a mother at all!

He knew that if his father knew what he thought, he would die! But he thought so anyway. No one can make him approve for no reason, if he doesn't want to pay, he will be his Zhuo Xingyu's cheap mother, even if it is his own mother!

Zhuo Xingyu thought about it while skillfully taking the diced chicken out of the pot, and the white and tender chicken and the red and bright pepper looked particularly attractive.

Zhuo Xingyu picked up a diced chicken with a shovel and tasted it, um! Not bad! There is eighty percent of Dad's fire!

"Hey! Cheng Che, it's time to eat! ”

Cheng Che was panicking with hunger, and when he heard Zhuo Xingyu's greeting, he immediately jumped up from the sofa.

"It's finally time to eat! Starve me to death! ”

"Hungry, still a dime! You don't know how much time I've wasted plucking chicken feathers, but if someone helps, the meal will be ready! ”

Zhuo Xingyu counted Cheng Che while putting all the remaining big packets of red peppers into the pot and boiling them with water.

"Huh? Isn't the meal ready? What are you doing? Yes! Isn't that Chaotian pepper? Zhuo Xingyu, what are you cooking a pot of Chaotian peppers for? ”

Cheng Che stretched out his hand and pinched a diced chicken and threw it into his mouth, looking at Zhuo Xingyu's movements with a look of enjoyment and curiosity, when he saw the red piece in the pot, he was suddenly surprised and couldn't close his mouth!

"It's okay, I'll make some supper, maybe I can use it at night!" Zhuo Xingyu smiled evilly, his starry eyes flickering.

"You're a girl! Who do you want to poison! Who the hell is this for? I warn you, I don't mind you playing tricks on people, but don't play with me! ”

Cheng Che was scared into a cold sweat, Zhuo Xingyu, this guy is the most naughty, maybe he will be a moth again.

"Did I tell you to drink it?" Zhuo Xingyu glanced at him angrily, and then said to the meal: "The meal is ready, help serve it!" ”

Cheng Che hurriedly took the plate to the living room, as if he was afraid that Zhuo Xingyu would deliberately pour him a bowl of chili water.

"Whew! Coward! ”

Zhuo Xingyu watched Cheng Che flee in the wilderness, pursed his lips, turned down the temperature of the electric pot, continued to boil chili water, and did everything before he came to the living room to eat.