233. The fruit of the story

With the active labor of Xiaobai, the ingredients were quickly processed. At this time, even the fire in the kitchen stove was burned.

After processing the last fish, Leng Yan looked at the extremely burning fire on the stove, and couldn't help but open his mouth and drove out the few people around the kitchen, "I'll come here, you guys go out first." ”

"Let's go, my brother doesn't like to have people around when he cooks, that will affect his performance." Leng Ling sensibly pulled Xiaobai out of the door, Leng Yan turned around and closed the kitchen door.

"Why does he have to close the kitchen door when he cooks, isn't it stuffy?" Xiaobai was puzzled.

"Probably...... Is it my brother who doesn't want to ruin his image? Leng Ling touched his chin and thought slightly.

Well, that's a fair thing......

But isn't it true that you can't suffocate in the kitchen with the door closed?

Back then, Tang Wei cooked with the doors and windows open, and there was smoke billowing from the room.

Later, he tried to cook it himself, and when he fried the eggs, he almost burned himself to death!

Since then, Tang Weixiaobai has never tried to cook easily, as the saying goes, not all foodies can cook!

Perhaps, most foodies don't.

This is what Tang Wei said, and Xiaobai feels very reasonable.

"Let's go, let's go play with Fairy Tang Wei!" For Leng Yan's cooking habits, Leng Ling has long been commonplace, she grabbed the fruit flying in the air, jumped into the house, and shouted crisply as she walked, "Sister, fairy sister, what are you doing?" ”

No one answered in the house.

Pushing the door to see, the whole room was empty, it seemed that Tang Wei had already gone out.

"Don't look for her, let's go play!" Seeing that Tang Wei was not there, Xiaobai couldn't help but fly to the door of the kitchen again, constantly wandering, Leng Ling hesitated for a moment, but still followed, "But, didn't we say that we were looking for Fairy Tang Wei?" ”

In the kitchen, there was a "clattering" sound of stir-frying, and then a burst of food aroma wafted out from the crack in the kitchen window.

"Fragrant, so fragrant!" Smelling this fragrance, Xiaobai's saliva and tears flowed down uncontrollably, and the window was closed by the cold flame, and at this time, Xiaobai almost the whole thing was pasted on the blurry frosted window on the kitchen wall.

"It's not a point!" Leng Ling stood on tiptoe with a huff, reached out and gently twisted its ears, "Let me ask you!" ”

Xiao Bai woke up from the delicious edification, stretched out his paw to wipe the saliva at the corner of his mouth, his face was pasted again, and asked Leng Ling vaguely, "Ha, what did you just say?" ”

"I said, didn't we say we were going to find Fairy Tang Wei?" Leng Ling pursed his lips and asked again patiently.

"Ah......hh Tang Wei is not here, it must be a cultivator, we don't have to worry about her. Xiaobai replied copingly, trying to inhale the strong fragrance in the air, and couldn't help muttering, "Big ice cubes, when can we have dinner!" ”

"Bang dang ......" Suddenly, Xiao Bai seemed to hear something drop in the kitchen, and then Leng Yan's angry voice followed, "Get out, don't eat at the door tonight." ”

"Idiot, let's go, my brother is angry, let's go!" Seeing this, Leng Ling hurriedly pulled Xiaobai and walked towards the house.

"Hey, you're back?" In the house, Guoguo was holding a handsome little brush, writing and drawing, with a serious expression.

"Wow, your handwriting looks so good!" Leng Ling jumped up and ran in front of Guoguo, and then she saw what she had written:

Once upon a time, there was a deserted royal palace, and a little princess lived in the palace.

The palace has been abandoned for nearly a hundred years, and the flowers and plants in the palace have spread wantonly because no one has repaired them.

The little princess has loved to sing since she was a child, and her singing voice is crisp and melodious, like a nightingale.

The princess never stepped out of the closed palace, and every day, she could only be accompanied by flowers and birds, day after day, year after year, spring and winter, alternating between cold and summer.

The little bird came and went, but the little princess never grew up, and always remained five or six years old.

Until one day, a down-and-out hunter accidentally broke into the palace. It was winter, most of the flowers and plants in the palace withered, and the birds flew to the warm south for the winter, and the little princess was the only one in the palace, roasting sweet potatoes in the kitchen. 】

This is the end of the story.

Obviously, this is a fairy tale. And it's a fairy tale written by Guoguo himself. At this time, about two-thirds of the paper in front of Guoguo had been written, and the rest of the place, where it was seriously illustrating the story.

Guoguo's painting skills don't seem to be very mature, but it will be very serious about painting every stroke. At this time, it is sketching a picture of a little princess baking sweet potatoes.

"Wow, look good, I'm looking forward to the next article, Guoguo Elf, is this a story you wrote yourself, when will the story continue to be written?" After reading the page of fairy tales written by Guoguo, Leng Ling's eyes lit up, and he looked at Guoguo who was quietly drawing pictures on the table.

"Did you like the story? This is the first time that someone has read a fairy tale I wrote, and I have been worried that I can't write it well......" Seeing that Leng Ling liked it, Guoguo was extremely excited, and hurriedly stopped the pen in his hand and flew into the room.

After a while, it took out several pamphlets and carefully handed them to Leng Ling, "This is what I wrote before, they are all fairy tales of my own imagination, I don't know if you like it or not." ”

"Wow, that's a lot!" Leng Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly reached out to take the booklet in Guoguo's hand, and opened it to see that it was all some fairy tales, which were also illustrated.

It can be seen that Guoguo has put a lot of thought into it. Leng Ling sat on the bench with the book in his arms, and read it with relish, exclaiming as he read it.

"Wow, princess, she's escaped!"

"Damn, she's been caught by a witch."

"Wow, the prince is finally here, woohoo, they kissed, it's so sweet~"

"Ah, this description is so realistic, if I can go to this place with my brother in the future, oh no, and Tang Weiguoguo and them......"

………

In the room, Leng Ling's excited voice kept coming out, and Guoguo on the side couldn't help but stop his pen, looking at Leng Ling happy, it also felt inexplicably happy.

Maybe it's the feeling of being liked by others for your story, and it's wonderful.

"Ah Ling, what are you looking at? Time to eat. Unconsciously, Leng Yan cooked the meal, and when she saw Leng Ling reading seriously, she couldn't help but gently shake the plate in her hand in front of her. Soon, the whole room was filled with the smell of the food.

"Oh Huo, it's time to eat, it's time to eat, it's finally time for dinner!" Xiao Bai hurriedly jumped onto the table, looking at the dishes in Leng Yan's hand with watery eyes, his eyes constantly moving with the movements of his hands.

"Well, you eat first, I'll finish here first." Leng Ling replied in a low voice, and actually buried his head in reading the book again.

"She doesn't eat us, big ice cubes, you're hungry too, let's eat~" Xiaobai slowly flew to Leng Yan's side, and his whole face was almost on the plate.

"Walk you, it's all hair." Leng Yan glanced at Xiao Bai with disgust, and decisively threw it away.

"Leng Ling, you still say that your brother is not fierce......" Xiaobai began to look at Leng Ling with teary eyes, aggrieved and accused.

Leng Ling continued to turn the pages without raising his head, "My brother is naturally the most gentle, he is just gentle to those who deserve his tenderness!" ”

"So, why hasn't Xiao Ling come over to eat yet?" Facing Leng Ling, Leng Yan immediately changed into a gentle big brother, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously put on a warm smile.

(End of chapter)