After lunch, the two of them worked in the shop for a long time, and finally put the things that should be placed, all the same, and by the way, made a list of the things that still needed to be added, and stored them in Chang Dieyu's hand.

Chang Dieyu's cooking skills are obviously more than a step higher than Gao Zhihao, so that the whiteboard, a foodie, eats and eats, and he is reluctant to stop when he can't eat, so he simply becomes the size of a thousand fat people before and continues to eat...... I ate it all the time, and my belly was round, so I was unwilling to stop my mouth, and as soon as I lay down with my four paws facing the sky, I didn't get up!

"You foodie, sooner or later, you will have to be strung to death!"

glanced at the whiteboard lying on the ground, stretched out to lie sideways and squeezed the stomach uncomfortable, the helplessness on Gao Zhihao's face was more than a half, he took out the rune paper from his sleeve, made two rune paper villains to clean up the dishes and chopsticks for Chang Dieyu, sat on the ground in front of the whiteboard, and reached out to help it rub its stomach, "You say, if your father sees this cowardice now, will he be so angry that he will slap you to death?"

"I'm my mother's sweetheart, my father doesn't dare to make my mother angry because he is angry!"

The whiteboard snorted comfortably, and Gao Zhihao's "threat" was not taken seriously at all, "My mother said, good boy, you should eat well, eat well, you will grow up, you will become powerful, those stupid spirit beasts with not enough brains need to get up early and practice dark, like me, who are born with good qualifications, just need to eat and drink well, and wait for evolution!"

"Your mother's heart is really big! Just a little waste snack like you, I dare to call it a good qualification, and I dare to say that I don't need to practice!"

Poked the head of the whiteboard, Gao Zhihao stood up, handed over the work of rubbing its belly to Chang Dieyu, who came forward, washed a rag by himself, and dusted the newly sent cabinet, "If you are so greedy and lazy, sooner or later, you will have to become the fat rabbit raised by my mother, and you can't walk a single step, so you need to jump!"

"That's the ...... Rabbit, yes, it's a rabbit, how can it compare with Uncle Ben! Uncle Ben is...... But in the future, I want to become, more powerful than my father and my mother, the first in the world, and the existence of a great spirit beast that is unparalleled in the world!"

Being squeezed by Gao Zhihao like this, the whiteboard instinctively wanted to jump up from the ground and protest with him, but he ate too much, his stomach was too round, and a "carp fight" failed to succeed, only leaving the ground less than an inch high, and then fell back to the ground, turning back to the appearance of four feet facing the sky just now.

Can't climb up, protest...... Gao Zhihao didn't listen to it, the whiteboard simply came to a broken jar, and Lao Tzu was lying on the ground and couldn't get up!

Go someone else's way, let others have no way out, lie on your floor, so you can't mop the floor, huh!

"The tabula rasa is still a little spirit beast, it's normal to be a little greedy, don't be too harsh on it. ”

For the "cook", the best praise is that he can make the dishes that others like, and he can be eaten cleanly, like a tabula rasa, not only the dishes are eaten, the soup is drunk, and even the plates are licked a shiny "diner", how can you not like Chang Dieyu?

Before Gao Zhihao could speak again and squeeze the whiteboard, Chang Dieyu, the "cook" who had won praise, began to help it start a round, "When it grows up a little more, it should be sensible, and when it is sensible and knows that learning is important, you just look at it, don't let it learn, and it will not agree!"

"Yes! Butterfly girl is right! Since I was very young, my mother taught my father not to always try to force me to learn!"

With the support of Chang Dieyu's "backstage", the attitude of the tabula rasa suddenly became even more hardened, while burping, he told Gao Zhihao about the "theory" he heard from his mother at some point, "My mother said that I want to force the child to play from a very young age, so that when the child grows up, he will develop the habit of secretly learning, and he will become a powerful spirit beast!"

"It is estimated that only such a strange spirit beast as your mother can raise such a strange child as you!"

Glaring at the whiteboard lying in the middle of the room blocking the way, hindering his walking, Gao Zhihao simply threw the rag in his hand on the table, took out the rune paper from the placket, folded two rune paper people out, and worked on his own, he walked to its side with a wicked smile, squatted, suddenly made a move, grabbed its two front paws, and tickled it with a "squeak".

The soles of the whiteboard's feet are itchy, and that's how it used to be when it was not an adult.

At this moment, being scratched by Gao Zhihao like this, he suddenly couldn't hold on, screaming, and rolling all over the ground.

You, you bastard, rascal, let go, let me go, no, don't scratch my feet!

The whiteboard protested and struggled, rolled on the ground, and scolded Gao Zhihao, but he couldn't get rid of Gao Zhihao's claws, and in the end, he really couldn't bear the "torture", so he had to admit that he softened, "Butterfly, butterfly girl, help, help, itch, itch me, help, save ......"

At first, Chang Dieyu only thought that Gao Zhihao was playing with the whiteboard, and didn't take it seriously, but now, after listening to it and asking for help to himself, he realized that it was not like that!

"Oh, Zhihao, just spare it! It's just a little spirit beast that has just grown up, like a child, why bother, why do you have to see it like it!"

There is a tabula rasa pitiful begging for mercy, Chang Dieyu, a soft-hearted person, where can he still see it? Busy while helping it beg for mercy, while making his own hand, help it block!

Gao Zhihao is "tidying up" the whiteboard and "tidying up", how can there be so many special thoughts, scruples about others?

So, one makes trouble, the other blocks, and the focus is on the "unlucky" whiteboard...... Noisy, noisy, blocked, blocked, four hands stacked together!

Quiescence.

After the silence, both of them blushed in an instant, withdrew their hands in unison, and hurriedly dodged backwards without daring to raise their heads...... Then, when he looked up almost at the same time, he saw that the other party was also cautiously looking at him, and the other party was also blushing like a monkey's ass.

Finally got rid of Gao Zhihao's clutches of the whiteboard, belly up, rubbed his back on the ground for a while, and finally "escaped" to a safe position, turned around, and looked in the direction of the two people who suddenly disappeared.

Whew?

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then, they stuck out their tongues, struggled to get up from the ground, and went upstairs upstairs.

His mother said that the insects that get up early are easy to die, and the candles that are lit are disgusting, and if you want to live a good life, you should get out of the house when it's time to get out...... After the fuss just now, it has digested a little, and it can get up, move somewhere, and not disturb the "people" to talk about love!

Without the "annoying" spirit beast of the tabula rasa to disturb, Gao Zhihao and Chang Dieyu began to squat on the ground after laughing, "talking about life, talking about ideals, and thinking about what they will experience and life in the future", until the person who came to deliver them the medicine cabinet knocked on the door of the shop.