Outside the kitchen, there was a sudden roar, followed by the banging of a stainless steel basin. Just by the sound alone, you can instantly imagine a scene of a fight between chickens and eggs.
Gou Yu, who had black lines on his forehead listening to the movement outside, was speechless with cold sweat on his forehead, and smiled helplessly at the three women around him:
"Sorry, I made you laugh..."
"Yeah...it's okay, don't worry about the handsome guy~"
Ming Ling, who followed a few people into the kitchen, waved her hands with a smile, and then looked around at the new kitchen that the Magical Boy's House had just built last night.
This is no ordinary kitchen, this is a three-in-one kitchen created by demolishing the kitchens of Meng Lang and Gou Yu.
"Oh~ your kitchen is quite beautiful."
Ming Ling looked at the large kitchen, which was bright, clean and tidy, and had all the kitchen utensils comparable to a Western restaurant.
"Well, it was all done by Brother Meng."
For this reason, not only the kitchen of my house was demolished, but also the captain's bathroom was demolished.
Listening to Ming Ling's compliment, Gou Yu smiled slightly and replied. Only Fang Xiaoran next to him frowned slightly in confusion...
This kitchen...did it look like this a few days ago...?
"Actually, there is nothing to prepare, but just in case, let's bring out some more things. Senior Sister Ming Ling, Xiao Ran, do you have anything you like to eat?"
Opening the refrigerator with four large bags in it again, Gou Yu looked at a large pile of good food and didn't know what else to take out. He asked Ming Ling and Fang Xiaoran, and then vaguely heard his voice outside the door,
There were two wolf howls that were not forgotten during the busy schedule of fighting and fighting.
"Xiaoor!! I want to eat meat#￥%!"
"Xiao Or! I want it too...Pfft!￥%@#!"
Okay, okay, I know, I know...
Faced with these two foodies who were obsessed with eating meat whenever it was mentioned, Gou Yu looked at the women present and asked for their opinions.
Then he looked at Ming Ling looking at him with a strange and curious expression.
"Um...Senior Sister Ming Ling, is there anything strange on my face?"
Facing Gou Yu's puzzled question, Ming Ling nodded frankly and said:
"No, I just suddenly felt that you are quite virtuous, Gou Yu. You should be very profitable if you marry you."
Gou Yu: "..."
(;￣-￣) Ming Ling-senpai, can you please stop saying this in the same style as the captain?
"Ha, you're just kidding,"
Seeing Gou Yu's expressionless face as he was talking about it, Ming Ling couldn't help but laugh, jumped to him briskly and patted his shoulder, and then couldn't help but asked curiously:
"By the way, I can ask why they call you Xiao or Mo. Is there any special meaning?"
special meaning....
"Yes, Gou Yu. Speaking of which, junior fellow students and Brother Meng have always called you Xiaoyou. Is this a nickname between you?"
Hearing this topic, Xia Yao, who was on the other side just like her sister, tied an apron from the back of Fang Xiaoran, who was much shorter than herself, also became curious.
Even Fang Xiaoran, who was not used to being cared for so closely, looked away.
Gou Yu fell into silence.
Why are you all looking over here...
Gou doesn't want to talk about the fact that his name was pronounced as Gou by those two mentally retarded people.
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"Huh...huh huh...old...brother, it's almost time for you to give up..."
At the small table outside, two exhausted guys were supporting each other in their positions, breathing heavily and looking at each other.
"No...no, if I don't bite you today, brother...my brother, your surname is not Meng!"
Just when he was about to make a cup of black wheat citrus from the water dispenser behind him, he suddenly realized that there was no water. Meng Lang, who was too lazy to move downstairs, tore open the packaging bag and poured it into his mouth. He rolled his eyes and glanced at Fangran.
speechless,
Brother, do you dare not say it so shamelessly when you give up...
And... (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, huh)... Well...it tastes the same as directed...
Fang Ran, who was holding the gluttony doll on the small table and wrapped in a quilt, looked at Meng Lang, who was rolling his eyes and chirping, and the corner of his mouth twitched in silence.
Brother... I have never chewed Xuanmai citrus granules. You are too wild...
"Speaking of which, even if I suddenly want to eat hot pot, do we have a hot pot pot in the house?"
Fangran's whole face was pressed against the gluttony doll, making its face look a bit scary. He glanced at a certain troublemaker who was chewing black wheat citrus granules and said speechlessly.
"Ha, didn't I buy a stainless steel basin? It's not like I don't have an induction cooker in the kitchen."
Meng Lang looked at Fangran with disdain and sneered that he had already considered this problem.
"What!? Use an induction cooker!? Brother! How can you say such a dreamless thing!"
After listening to Meng Lang's answer, Fangran, who was huddled in the quilt, suddenly exclaimed in unacceptable exclamation, then stretched out his hand from the quilt and slammed the table hard, as if shouting in anger:
“Do you know that hotpot made with induction cooker has no soul!!!”
"The supermarket doesn't sell those kind of 'chimney pots'!"
Listening to Fangran's well-founded and convincing point of view, Meng Lang also slapped the table and shouted:
"Brother, if you are capable, you can conjure up a special hot pot basin for me!"
"Here, here you go."
"..."
The words suddenly stopped...
Watching Fangran take out a hot pot pot with a small chimney from the quilt, Meng Lang was silent for a second, took it silently, and then silently placed the hot pot pots on the small table.
emm...
"Brother, your ability is really convenient."
"Yeah...sometimes I feel the same way."
Looking at the big brass pot (Mandarin Duck version) that was set up in the center of the small square table, the two magical boys and the second of the three heroes felt that there was something incongruous about the Buddha-like silence.
After staring thoughtfully for a while, the Chocolate Box Masked Man spoke first:
"Um...brother, can you tell me the brand of the small table..."
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"For seafood, just clean it without leaving any sediment, like this..."
In front of the kitchen chopping board, Gou Yu explained softly and demonstrated to Xia Yao. Ming Ling next to him enthusiastically picked up a tied hairy crab and asked with interest:
"What about this? What about this? What should the crab do?"
"The crab is a little troublesome. You have to put it in clean water and wait for it to excrete naturally. Then use a toothbrush to brush both sides...Senior Sister Ming Ling, that is the live crab bought by Brother Meng Lang. Please don't loosen it out of curiosity...
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"ah.....!"
While Gou Yu was still explaining how to make live crabs, Ming Ling, who was following the kitchen and was actually fully paddling, was already ready to untie the rope, and was startled by the hairy crab that immediately raised its pliers and jumped back.
"Although you can also rinse it, it is not suitable to eat crabs in hot pot because they are incompatible with ingredients such as mutton. One is cold in nature and the other is warm in nature, which hinders warming and nourishing, and also hurts the spleen and stomach."
Gou Yu sighed softly, and then gently pressed down the hairy crab that was about to domineering on the chopping board. Gou Yu tied it up again while continuing to speak.
Looking at his popular science piece, which seemed to be describing something very common, Ming Ling blinked, then quietly came to Xia Yao's side and asked in a low voice:
"Um...Xiaoyao, did this handsome guy graduate from New Oriental before? Why does he feel like he can do everything in the house...? Haha, I'm a little excited~"
Hearing her words, Xia Yao was dumbfounded and just about to speak, Fang Xiaoran, who was slicing the potatoes behind him, raised his eyes and spoke:
"So, senior, are you setting the same criteria for choosing a mate as a way out for yourself who can't cook?"
Ming Ling: "..."
My beloved Xiao Ranran actually learned to complain about me!?
And it hurts my heart to say this with that ethereal and clear expression...
"Huh? What's wrong?"
After stuffing the bundled hairy crabs back into the refrigerator, Gou Yu looked at the three women who were all looking at him and asked in confusion.
Seeing Gou Yu's confused look, Ming Ling felt a little heartbroken and sighed softly,
"It's nothing, I just suddenly feel like I've failed in some aspects of being a woman..."
Gou Yu: "..."
What on earth were you talking about just now...
The simple preparation work was quickly completed with the help of Fang Xiaoran and Xia Yao and Ming Ling's soy sauce. All kinds of delicacies were neatly placed on the plates, waiting to be cooked.
After wiping his hands and making sure that there was nothing forgotten, Gou Yu opened the kitchen door and shouted to the two people outside without thinking:
"Captain, Brother Meng, everything is ready. Can you come over and help me get the pots and tableware?"
Then I saw the small table on the carpet. A large brass hot pot was placed in the center, making bubbles. The tableware for six people had been neatly placed on the table.
The two people who were pulling something like a tablecloth that would not stain the carpet when they were suddenly called out were each biting a pack of Genmai tangerines.
Gou Yu silently glanced at the two of them who were biting Xuanmai oranges for some reason, and then looked at this scene with tangled thoughts.
Should I praise you for preparing everything to start eating? Have you even boiled the water?
Also, is this table too big?
"Xiaoyou! Is dinner ready!?"
As soon as he saw Gou Yu appear, Fangran immediately became energetic. He raised his neck and poured all the remaining Xuanmai tangerines into his mouth, and then looked at Gou Yu with bright eyes.
Wait... Captain, did you eat something just now... (Speechless)
"Yeah, right away."
Gou Yu, who originally planned to call them to get the pot, silently retreated to the kitchen.
"Ah, it's finally time to eat. Dad is starving to death."
Meng Lang winked, looked at Fangran with joy and asked:
"Brother, are you already looking forward to it?"
"Wait, there's one more thing."
Unexpectedly, she didn't answer his words. Fangran stretched out his hand to signal with a serious look, then silently took out the book of creation, turned a page and wrote under the hot pot basin, tableware and large square table,
[The energy core of the dark world is smaller than a tiny fragment...
After thinking about it, she still felt a little uneasy, so Fangran added another sentence silently at the end.
crumbs of...]
Then he activated the ability of [Creating Cards], pinched a few millimeters of shavings like pencil shavings, and sprinkled them into the invisible corner between the bed and the bedside table.
"Brother, what are you going to do?"
Also...that is the magic pen Ma Liang!?
Meng Lang looked at Fangran's magical operation that was almost in the field of occultism with a confused look on his face, not understanding what he was doing.
"Brother, you'll know it just by looking at it."
Fangran didn't answer Meng Lang's question, but stared at the little 'pencil shavings' intently.
Then...
The next second, in the dark corner between his bed and the cabinet, a soft cat ball with ears squeezed out, and then the moment it discovered the 'pencil shavings', its chubby body jumped forward in surprise.
go!
“☆(≧?≦*)=-La Meow!!!”
Snapped!
Then Fangran grabbed him with quick eyes and quick hands!
"La~burp~"
F-233, which had licked the crumbs clean in an instant, dragged its cat tail and burped softly in Fangran's hand. If this guy hadn't been covered in black, Fangran would have probably had some bruises on his face.
Something like a lump of red.
"Don't · appear · suddenly · appear · do · not · know · you · exist · in · people · face · still · have · · not · allow · eat · thing randomly
·Have you heard that?”
Rubbing F-233's soft body vigorously, Fangran pressed his face against it and warned him word by word.
"(?≧?≦?)Lameow!" (Tail flicking)
"You know what I mean..."
Seeing that the cute cat ball in his hand seemed to understand what he said, Fangran snorted coldly and expressed his satisfaction, but Meng Lang next to him looked at him speechlessly with a cold sweat on his face.
Brother...are you waiting for the ball...?
"It's time to eat, ready to cook, ready to cook~"
The glass door of the kitchen suddenly opened, revealing a bright and stylish young female figure holding a plate in both hands, smiling like a waitress at a Chinese restaurant, shouting cheerfully and lightly.
Fangran was so frightened that he quickly stuffed F-233 into his quilt.
"Junior, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. Are you hungry?"
Xia Yao, who was following Ming Ling and carrying two plates, smiled at Fang Ran and spoke.
"No...it's okay...I'm not hungry..."
Fang Ran, who had just hidden the cat ball in his arms, immediately replied with a sneer. Fang Xiaoran, who was walking behind Xia Yao, looked at him huddled in front of the table around the sheets, and said directly in a clear voice:
"What are you doing around the quilt?"
"Uh(；￣д￣)....a little cold, a little cold, haha...hahaha..."
"Cool? Is the air conditioner turned on too high, captain?"
Gou Yu, who was walking at the end, carrying the remaining plates and placing them on the bar at the door, asked strangely when he heard Fang Ran's words, and looked up at the central air conditioner above his head.
Xiaoyou, please don’t cause trouble at this time!
Cups and plates collided, and more and more dishes filled the small table around the central brass hot pot. From common vegetables and fruits to fresh meat and seafood, the soup base in the hot pot began to boil.
Laughter and laughter floated in the air just like the scene of people sitting around the table, and the lively atmosphere was generated out of thin air without any chemical reaction.
Watching the various ingredients being rolled into the pot and the steam rising, there is a magic that makes people unable to help but feel happy.
"Yo Xi! Before dinner starts, in order to warmly celebrate the beautiful girl Xia Yao's move into the local area, I think it is necessary for everyone to raise their glasses and cheer!!"
"Brother, do you only use such crude rural slogans as 'Warmly celebrate XXX'?"
"And...we can't just celebrate me alone today. It's a party when we all come together."
"Hmm...how about celebrating the end of my 20th year as a bachelor?"
"Brother, I'll bite you to death..."
"Fangran, why are your arms bulging?"
"La..."
"Uh, cough!!!... Pillow, this is the pillow I sleep with every night..."
"Captain, do you want bean curd and hoisin sauce?"
"I want it, I want it. By the way, handsome boy, you are so good at cooking... Do you need me to introduce you to a cute little girl (temptation)?"
"No need, Senior Sister Ming Ling, I don't have any ideas in this regard yet."
"Hey, how is it possible~ Don't you have someone you like?"
"...(Senior Sister Ming Ling, please don't call me that too...)"
"Ahem... Sister Xiaoran, you have to believe that the meeting a few days ago was really just a misunderstanding. Brother Meng, I am by no means an unreliable person like you!"
"Well, that's it."
"Uh...(I felt the indifference and was hurt again)"
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"Junior,"
He hid a certain Lamiao in his arms in a panic. Fangran, who was inexplicably lost in thought while listening to the conversation on the left and right, suddenly heard Xia Yao's soft and gentle voice coming from the opposite side.
The bright figure looked at herself and blinked, smiled softly and asked softly:
"What's wrong? Is there anything you can't catch?"
Fang Ran was stunned for a moment, and just when he was about to open his mouth to answer, Meng Lang, who was once again greeted coldly by his 'brother and sister' on his left, had a look of fake surprise on his face:
"Yeah, brother, what's wrong with you, you're a foodie? Did you just chew up the black wheat tangerine and hurt your stomach?"
Gou Yu, who felt a little regretful about being teased by Ming Ling, was sitting here. He glanced at Fang Ran, who had not yet moved his chopsticks, and still asked in a soft voice.
"Captain, doesn't the dipping sauce suit your taste?"
Ming Ling, who deliberately sat next to Gou Yu, raised her eyebrows and teased him meaningfully.
"It's not good to be picky about food, little boy~"
Seeing through the reason for his trance at a glance, Fang Xiaoran raised his clear eyes and picked up a plate of his favorite food. The girl looked as if she had been there for years.
"What are you thinking about?"
Suddenly, it was as if a spring breeze was blowing, and all the worries and fears in his heart about the night battle world were thawed and melted at this moment. The warm current flowed through the gaps in his heart, filling his desire and giving him the peace of mind he wanted.
This is what he wants....
The people in front of me gathered around the small table in the hut, and they all looked at me with concern.
In addition to the elder brother who has been quarreling and fighting with him, Xiao Or, who has always been gentle, tolerant, caring and helpful to him,
There are more seniors in the cabin that he once met and separated from and thought he would never see again, Xiao Ran, who has been missing for almost a year but is always worried about him, and a senior he just met who seems to covet his childhood but has a good heart.
best friend,
Although it seems strange to say it, he also has a cat now,
If this soft and adorable cat ball in my arms could be considered a cat...
Even though the daily life of the three of them was originally disrupted, it did not develop according to the worst plan that Fangran had been worried about.
His daily life still exists, but new figures have been added to it.
The world is still moving, and his daily life of only three people has also been slightly disturbed.
But just like in the future, if you don’t know the way forward, you will encounter things and meet people,
After the storm, he met a new figure,
Reconstructed his daily life.
That's right....
After thinking about everything clearly for a moment, a voice in his heart whispered softly. Fangran scratched his head and sighed helplessly, and then immediately cheered up and said loudly:
"Brother, what are you talking about in your sleep? As for the sauce, hum! Senior Sister Ming Ling has agreed first, and Xiaoor is mine!"
"If you can't clip it...Um, senior, can you pass me the Fat House Happy Water over there...Huh? Ah, Xiaoran, have you already clipped it for me?"
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2018, the year of greatest change in my life,
Thank you for always accompanying me and supporting me till now.
