Chapter Twenty-Six: That Turtle Sun Doesn't Hurt at All When He Beats People!
Ji Nanyu watched the five scum run farther and farther, and suddenly remembered something.
She slapped her head and shouted at his frantically fleeing back, "Hey, you didn't leave our food behind!" ”
When the werewolf heard this, he staggered and ran faster.
She shouted and shouted as she suddenly noticed that the male was empty-handed, and his voice gradually weakened.
At this time, Li Niannian, who was carrying two large baskets of food, happily ran to her and shook the bamboo basket in his hand at her.
The bamboo baskets filled with food were full, and one side was carried on the arm.
"Look! Brother Mo is so powerful! After the stinky male was beaten away, he even left his own food here! We had some to eat at noon today. ”
Ji Nanyu's eyebrows bent, and there were not only pork but also coconut and breadfruit in the bamboo basket.
I only brought a bucket of water home and a basket of potatoes, but there was no staple food other than that, and I was embarrassed to trouble them to go back and pick two more breadfruits.
I thought I would eat only vegetables for lunch, but now the breadfruit is just delivered to the door, and I really thank him.
She handed the coconut to Zhao Wumian with ease: "Help drive it, I'll cook~"
Zhao Wumian had no objection and was a little happy, he showed his claws, and with a slight stroke, the coconut opened in response.
Mo Ru on the side clenched his fists.
My King!
How can such a thing be done?
Actually opened a coconut for a female!
Zhao Wumian first poured a glass of coconut water for Ji Nanyi, and then poured himself another glass.
Then he stopped his hand and glanced at Mo Ru silently, his eyes full of hints.
They have been fighting side by side for many years, and they have a very tacit understanding!
Mo Ru received the message as soon as he could, and he took the coconut and poured himself a glass.
After thinking about it, he poured another cup for Li Niannian.
Zhao Wumian sighed without a trace.
Like other males, Moru doesn't have a sweet tooth.
thought he could drink an extra cup, but he actually poured himself a cup, but also naturally poured a cup for Zhao Niannian's sister.
Didn't he receive his own eyes!?
Li Niannian has never drunk coconut water, but he heard his younger brother say that this thing is very sweet.
She took a sip, the tip of her tongue was full of sweet taste, and her brow immediately relaxed.
It's really sweet.
And compared to the viscosity of honey, this one is very clear.
I feel that I have suppressed all the anger brought by the male just now.
Ji Nanyu threw all the breadfruit into the fire below, so that the cooked rice was cooked.
The pork is all cut into large pieces, which makes it even more enjoyable to eat
Potatoes should be cut smaller, otherwise they will easily be undercooked.
The water in the pot was quickly boiling, gurgling with small bubbles.
Ji Nanyu put the pork into the pot, and because of the lack of raw materials, the steps became very simple.
Potatoes are better cooked than pork, so they are cooked only when the pork is boiled until it is white.
She put a wooden board on top of the pot and simmered for more than twenty minutes.
Wisps of white mist wafted out of the cracks, and the fragrance gradually spread in the small cabin.
Li Niannian quietly came to her side.
The tail behind him also reveals the mood of the owner.
It's fluffy, like a puppy seeing its owner who has been out for a long time, dangling happily.
"Sister Nan Yu, how long is it going to be good?"
"It's almost there, and when the potatoes can be easily inserted, the dish will be cooked."
Li Niannian, who got the right words, obediently returned to his seat and waited patiently.
The three of them didn't talk.
Li Niannian waited for food wholeheartedly, and teased his younger brother from time to time.
And his younger brother sat on a small wooden pier, immersed in the ugly little puppet.
And Mo Ru and Zhao Wumian looked at each other without saying a word, but the eye contact was very intense.
Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows at him and asked, "When are you leaving?" Do you want to leave after eating? Will you come in the future? ”
Mo Ru digested the meaning of his gaze for a while, and then cast a confident look: "That turtle grandson didn't hurt at all when he hit people just now!" ”
Zhao Wumian: "? ”
His eyes immediately became puzzled, how did he feel that Mo Ru was becoming more and more like a husky?
Even if there is a trace of husky blood, it will not be infected so quickly......
At this time, Ji Nanyu rubbed the potatoes with a spoon.
The potatoes are almost cooked, and they are a mellow dark yellow color.
With just a little effort, the potatoes were crushed into a puree and stewed very softly.
She scooped a spoonful of salt from the jar and sprinkled it with soul spices.
After stirring well, Ji Nanyu began to serve rice: "Okay! Pork stewed potatoes are done~"
When Zhao Wumian heard this, his legs moved and he subconsciously wanted to stand up and serve the food.
Fortunately, Li Niannian's movements were faster than him, and after smelling the fragrance, he stood up with a pout.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!"
Ji Nanyu put the stewed pork with potatoes in her hand and advised, "Slow down, be careful of scalding." ”
Zhao Wumian pressed his hand on his lap, lowered his head and hurriedly adjusted his expression.
A few years ago, when his parents were still around, he and his younger brother sat on a stool waiting for dinner.
After Grandma cooks the meal, she will shout that the dish is ready.
He and his brother would rush to get the meal served.
Whoever serves it first will eat an extra piece of meat when it comes to eating.
And he deliberately slowed down every time so that his brother would be happy.
He's happy, too.
The habits left over so many years are really hard to change.
......
Yang Zhiyong rushed home, and suddenly saw a woman wearing an animal skin skirt, her legs were white and slender, much better looking than her own mother-in-law.
Hmph, it's the daughter of the Liu family, coquettish!
He walked up to Liu Yuqing and touched the other party's waist with his hand: "Eh, the eldest sister of the Liu family, the waist is very thin!" ”
"Brother Yang......" Liu Yuqing pushed him in a reluctant manner, and kept looking at the other party with his eyes.
The one who delivers food to the cripple can be poisoned by his hand, which can be regarded as somewhat useful.
The two exchanged "you love me" for a while.
After a few lingerings, Yang Zhiyong glanced at the sun, and if he didn't come back, it was estimated that the crazy woman would come over.
Liu Yuqing reluctantly said goodbye and looked at him affectionately.
Yang Zhiyong returned home refreshed, rubbed his face near the door, and when he calmed down, he found that his vegetable basket had been forgotten in the little slut's house.
"Husband, are you back?"
The door opened from the inside, and a woman with a mole on her eyebrows snuggled up to his arm.
"Hmph, dead ghost, don't say a word to me when you come back!"
Yang Zhiyong swallowed his saliva nervously, and said flatteringly: "Oh, haven't I had time to open the door yet, it's still a good lady, the hard lady opened the door for me~"
The woman laughed coquettishly, but as long as her arms were thinner than Yang Zhiyong's, it would not make him feel so embarrassed.
"The husband will laugh at people."
She glanced at Yang Zhiyong's hand a few times, and asked with a smile, "Husband, where is the meat you brought back?" ”
Yang Zhiyong's back was wet.
This is a she-wolf tiger!
If she knew that she had lost all the food she had beaten for molesting the little fool, it was estimated that her skin would have been peeled off by her.
"Alas, the meat was robbed!"
"Who snatched it!?"