So lazy, how can you become a fairy

Chapter 148

"Here, Xiaoyun."

Hongli handed the storage bag in her hand to Xingyun, patted Xingyun's shoulder, and smiled: "Total, ah, I forgot again, anyway, it is the spirit stone that owes you, um, bring the storage bag that owes you together Give it back to you!"

"Uh... ah this..."

Xingyun was stunned for a moment, showing a puzzled expression: "Ah, I have lent money to the senior sister, but there is no storage bag..."

"Have."

Hongli nodded affirmatively: "You remember wrongly."

"Ah, is that so?"

A few greetings appeared on Xingyun's head, and he frowned and recalled: "It seems..."

"It doesn't seem like it!"

Hongli slapped the memory bubbles off Xingyun's head, misleadingly said: "If there are so many spirit stones without a storage bag, how did you lend them to me?"

"Well, I remember like..."

Xingyun tried to think again, it seems that she used Aunt Hongling's storage bag...

"Crack!"

Xingyun's memory bubble was once again broken by Hongli: "That's right, you remember right, you just lent it to me for storage!"

"is that so……"

Looking at Hongli's determined face, Xingyun was confused: "Could it be that I'm not sober yet, did I remember it wrong because I was drunk?"

"Yes, it is like that!"

"But I didn't lend that much to Sister Hongli, did I?"

"That's interest!"

"Ah le le?"

"You need to pay interest for borrowing money. At least this is the rule in our area. I don't know about other places!"

Hongli continued to fool around: "If calculated according to the interest, it is these amounts!"

"real……"

Xingyun's eyes were full of doubts: "Really?"

"When did your Hongli sister lie to you!"

Hongli waved her hand: "Okay, okay, don't worry about those details, tonight...

Uh, no, you and Gaga can stay at my house these few days, anyway, your house is burned down..."

"But, it's really possible..."

Before Xing Yun finished speaking, she was interrupted by Hong Li, who turned her head and walked into the kitchen: "Okay, okay, don't refuse Miss Hongli.

Besides, let's have dinner together tonight, I will cook myself..."

"Sister Hongli cooks herself..."

As if some button had been triggered, Xingyun's eyes widened suddenly, Jiu Jin'er finally woke up completely, turned his head and stretched his legs: "Sister Hongli, goodbye, I suddenly remembered that I'm fine sleeping in the ruins, ah, sister Hongli, hurry up!" let me go!"

"You guy."

Hongli grabbed Xingyun's back by the collar, watching the latter frantically trying to escape, with a displeased expression on her face: "You reacted quickly enough."

"Dad said so!"

Xingyun exclaimed in horror: "As long as you practice martial arts to a certain extent, you can form instinctive muscle memory!

Therefore, survival is also a human instinct, Sister Hongli forgives me for not being able to accompany me..."

"Okay, okay, just kidding."

Hongli rolled her eyes: "The family has enough food reserves, and I won't let you eat the meals I cook. Someone else will eat them."

"There are other victims!!!"

Xingyun's eyes widened: "Senior sister, killing too much will cause a burden on the road of cultivation!"

Hongli: "..."

Well words popped out of Hongli's head one by one, and the fists hardened involuntarily: "Why don't you eat it for him?"

"But proper killing and decisiveness are also necessary!"

Xingyun looked at Hongli solemnly: "Come on senior sister, I support you!"

"whispering sound."

Hongli let go of her hand, and gave Xingyun a look: "I said it all, last time it was just an accident, really, don't give people a chance to change, do you want to beat the senior sister to death with a stick?
I don't know how to treat each other with admiration after three days of farewell? "

"Senior Sister is right!"

Xingyun showed shame: "It's my fault, I shouldn't show that attitude."

"Oh, good to know."

"So where are the food reserves?"

"Climb for me too!"

Hongli slammed the kitchen door tightly, her face full of displeasure.

"It's so weird, whether it's my aunt who cared about me at the beginning, or Xiaoyun, who was silly and sweet before, why do I always feel...

They seem to be influenced by someone... Forget it, it can't be me anyway! "

"Ah this..."

Xingyun looked at the tightly closed kitchen door, showing a guilty expression: "Senior sister Hongli, you won't be really angry...but I just want to live...

Oh, by the way, what about Quack, I need to remind Quack..."

Xingyun suddenly realized that her child didn't know where to crawl again, and hurriedly looked around in a panic, for fear that the other party would climb onto sister Hongli's chopping board or something...

Then, she saw that Quack was placed on a small cushion, and Xiaohuo was standing in front of him with a serious face, waving his wings.

"As someone who has experienced it, my sister must teach you some things, so that you can avoid many detours and grow up safely."

Xiao Huo thought for a while, jumped up and down, flew to the red glass desk, dragged a big book over, leaned against the back with a stool to make it stand upright, then held a pen with his wings, and tapped the book.

"Well, you may not be able to read yet, but it doesn't matter, just listen to me. I made this book mainly to find the feeling of being a teacher."

"quack?"

Little Quack tilted his head.

"Ahem, okay, don't interrupt, don't look around, class starts."

Xiao Huo slapped his notebook: "First of all, if you want to survive, you must have food and drink, which is very important.

So, the first point, you have to learn to cry and call your mother, and call out when you are hungry. If you don’t tell your mother, how will she know that you are hungry! "

"quack!"

Little Quack's eyes lit up, and he nodded half-understood, he learned it, Mr. Xiaohuo's opening talk was dry stuff!
"It's good to know that it's dry goods. This is the experience of those who have experienced it. I'm not afraid that you can't do it, but I'm afraid you won't listen!"

Xiaohuo shook his head and continued: "Secondly, our mother is the one who depends on us for life and gets along day and night. In many cases, we can rely on our mother to solve difficulties, but there are exceptions.

You have to know that mothers are actually children in their homes, and it is also the first time to take care of children. If you are not careful, you may be raised to death, so you have to learn to protect yourself when you are full ! "

"quack?"

Raising... Raising to death...?
Little Quack was taken aback for a moment, why, the topic suddenly became scary.

"Wow, don't you believe it!"

Xiaohuo glared at Gaga: "I'm telling you something very serious, do you know how lucky it is to be taught by my words and deeds now?!

You are like me, no one taught you back then, you crossed the river by feeling for the stones, and almost lost your life, even so, you still have the scars of years on your body, let’s say the corner of my eye...

Oh, I don’t have any scars on my body, so I’m fine. In short, you have to be self-protective. I will divide it into the following points: playing tricks on the wind, smooth tongue, sweet talk..."

"What are they talking about..."

Xingyun tilted her head, watching Xiaohuo waving her wings with a serious face, while her own Quack looked like she had benefited a lot.

But because what they speak is not a human language, but a group private chat voice, so from Xingyun's point of view...

Xiao Huo: "Chirp, Chirp, Chirp! Chirp? Chirp!"

Quack: "Quack! Quack! Quack!"

Xingyun: "..."

Damn, curious, really want to know what they are talking about!
……

"Hmph! You all think I can't make delicious food, right?"

Hongli brandished the kitchen knife with a murderous look on her face, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction: "The more you don't believe me, the more I will seriously make a delicious dish, so that Hei Yang will be so greedy that he will still want to eat it. Saliva, the kind that swallows your tongue if you want to eat! Hmph, get to work!"

As a master of both guns and swords, it is more than enough to use a kitchen knife. The red glass is used to remove hair, remove impurities, cut into pieces, and clean...

"Wait, after the last battle, it seems that my equipment hasn't had time to replenish..."

Hongli frowned, looking at the pots on the shelf: "Well, there are four more pots, last time, how many pots were used, thirteen? Fourteen?
These four pots may not be enough, after all, it is normal for beginners to waste ingredients...

Well, rounding it up, kitchen utensils are also considered ingredients! "

(End of this chapter)