Mother and son were connected. Xiaobao suddenly turned his head and saw the tears streaming down Qiuying's face. He immediately became anxious, jumped up like a little old man, rushed into the kitchen, and punched Yin Dong.

"Bad dad, if you dare to bully my mother, you will be beaten!"

Xiaobao was born with a Taoist body. When he was young, his body had too much spiritual energy and his muscles were blocked. He was taken by the old Taoist master and nursed back to normal for a long time, but he also left some sequelae.

For example, Xiaobao doesn't speak very fluently, and his words are always very clear.

But at this moment, the boy felt that his mother was being bullied, and he became anxious, so he spoke fluently.

Yin Dong had just cut open and cleaned a grouper, put it in the oil pan, and was about to fry it, when a black pan fell from the sky. He was a little confused: "You brat, which one of your eyes saw me bullying your mother?"

"I saw it with both eyes, and my mother was crying!"

Xiaobao glared at his father and asked angrily: "Tell me, why did you bully my mother?"

Yin Dong became anxious after hearing this.

Qiu Ying cried?!!

She is not the kind of woman who cries at the slightest trouble. She is cold and arrogant, and has a strong temper. If a woman who can become a female CEO can cry, she must have encountered something big!

He flashed out of the kitchen and saw the beaming Qiu Ying. Then he looked at his angry son and was speechless.

"My son has wronged me, but you don't even say a word?"

Yin Dong felt helpless and sighed, his eyes falling on her pretty and cheerful face. His eyes suddenly became deep, as if he wanted to devour her whole body.

Qiu Ying glanced sideways, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with emotion, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

Silence is better than sound at this time.

Yin Dong was drunk. The charming look in her eyes made him tighten his fingers unconsciously, and he let out a sigh in his throat, feeling resentful.

Why isn't it dark yet?

Qiu Ying understood his little thoughts, and a sly smile flashed in her almond eyes,

Yin Dong felt his old face heat up, and the next second, she suddenly attacked him and pressed a kiss on his face, which immediately made his throat tighten.

"Why don't you go cook some food quickly? My son is starving!"

Qiu Ying rolled her eyes at Yin Dong and turned to look at her son with a smile on her face.

This is really his biological son. At such a young age, he already knows how to protect his biological mother. Sure enough, his son is better than his own and more reliable than a man.

Yin Dong didn't know, so he was labeled as unreliable again. When he found out... he felt helpless!

He retreated to the kitchen silently and decided to make one more braised chicken to bribe his son, the snack foodie, so that the brat would not take the blame for him.

The chicken was a pheasant he had caught before, and had been raised by the Caishi Lake. It ate a lot of colorful rice and drank the water from Caishi Lake. The meat was tender and smooth, and it also had the fragrance of colorful rice.

Taking the prepared chicken, Yin Dong spread soy sauce evenly on the surface, hung it aside to dry out the water, put enough oil in the pot to cover half of the chicken, and after the oil was hot, put the dry chicken in

, fry until golden brown on both sides.

After frying the chicken, add the seasonings and simmer over high heat to thoroughly absorb the flavor of the chicken.

In the yard.

With Xiaobao's little mistake, Qiuying's sadness and melancholy were all swept away. She was in a good mood and sat under the eaves, watching the sun set in the sky and the clouds filling the sky.

Before the Blue Star disaster, time always flew by so fast. It seemed like a year had passed after getting up every day and scrolling through her cell phone. She didn't even remember seeing the sunrise or sunset, let alone the changing clouds in the sky.

In my memory, there are concrete jungles lined with skyscrapers, crowded streets, and thousands of lights at night, with flashing neon lights...

At that time, the hustle and bustle of the city filled the entire field of vision, and the whole person was impetuous. Who would notice the setting sun and sunset on the horizon?

At this time, the braised chicken was almost done. The meat was rotten and fragrant, and even the bones were cooked crispy and fragrant. The aroma wafted out, and the whole yard was filled with an alluring aroma.

Not only the children were greedy for the scent, but also the people outside the yard couldn't stand it.

That tease from Yu Yang rushed in and said, "Hey, Xiaojun, what kind of food is this? It's so fragrant. Can I come and have a meal?"

Xiaojun is usually very generous, but when he heard that he was protecting food, he became furious: "That's not possible! Uncle Dongzi hasn't cooked for a long time, and we don't even have enough to eat!"

"What did you say?" Yu Yang was shocked, thinking it must be an auditory hallucination, and asked again: "Which uncle of yours...is cooking in the kitchen now?"

"How many Uncle Dongzi do I have?" Xiaojun looked at him strangely, wondering if this man suddenly lost his mind?

"Ahem, I mean, is it really your uncle Dongzi who is cooking in the kitchen?" Yu Yang asked.

"Uncle Dongzi is the one who cooks when he has time. What's so strange about men cooking? Not all men are like my dad, who can't even cook a dish."

Xiaojun thought Yu Yang was too verbose and gave him a disgusted look.

"I've provoked you, and you're just going to kill me like this?"

Ling Fan was also shot while lying down. He heard his son slandering him in the side room next to him, so he laughed and cursed, and then threatened: "You brat, if you dare to act like this again, I will whip you!"

"I'm telling the truth. I can't blame you! I've been eating the food cooked by Uncle Dongzi all these years. Have you cooked for me once?"

After Xiaojun finished speaking, he added with a look of disdain: "As a father, you can't even cook, but you can only eat. How dare you say that I will kill you!"

…

When Ling Fan was bickering with Xiaojun and his son, Yu Yang sniffed hard. The smell of braised chicken was really mouth-watering. Well, no matter what, he must have rice today!

Yu Yang had a meal as he wished, and returned to the house where he stayed with Jiang Yu and the others, still feeling a little unfinished and a little angry.

"The braised chicken cooked by Master Yin Dong is so delicious!"

He entered the room and sighed to several people in the room, causing Jiang Yu and others, who were originally solemn, to look at him with incomprehensible expressions.

"I'm afraid you haven't woken up from the dream!" Lian Jiang Yu laughed, not believing what Yu Yang said.

How many men in this world can cook?

What's more, if Yin Dong, a peerless and powerful man like a god, works as a cook? What a joke!

Yu Yang knew they didn't believe it, so he wiped the non-existent oil on his mouth and said with a smile: "Oh, I know you don't believe it, and that's why you can only eat dry food here without my taste."

The buildings in the city were all in ruins or dilapidated, and restaurants and restaurants were all closed.

Now, if there are crystal coins, there is no place to buy food. Even if there is, they are afraid of being contaminated with death energy and plague, so Jiang Yu and the others eat the dry food they bring with them.
Chapter completed!