The female supporting system of the rebirth of the last world is too calm

Chapter 246 Playing
Although the courtyard is built with earthen tiles, it is not as full of traces of time as the ancestral hall.

After Ling Yi followed Si Qingcang into the courtyard, he discovered that there were many traces of modernization inside.

"Nuo, Yiyi, this is where we will live tonight." Si Qingcang took Ling Yi to a room, and he pointed to the closed door inside.

The sandalwood scent in the room was very weak, but Ling Yi could still smell it.

She looked around the house where they were going to spend the night, but saw no one but them.

Ling Yi asked, "Is there no one else here?"

Thinking about it carefully, since they entered the old house, she seems to have never seen anyone other than Si Qingcang.

"Yes, there are only two of us here today."

Si Qingcang hung up his and Ling Yi's down jackets, then took Ling Yi's hand and led her to a place.

After passing through a door, Ling Yi realized that she had left the east wing room where they were staying and entered another room.

Ling Yi looked at the rice noodles and meat dishes in front of them, then at Si Qingcang, "This is..."

Si Qingcang grinned at her, showing his big white teeth, "Yiyi, these are our meals for lunch and dinner today."

Ling Yi: ...

She now has some doubts that Si Qingcang drove away the other people in the old house just to let the two of them cook together.

Si Qingcang rolled up his sleeves, and found out two smocks from nowhere. He handed the beige smock in his hand to Ling Yi, and then put on the black smock of the same color as the clothes on his body.

Seeing his actions, Ling Yi also put on the blouse he handed over.

After putting it on, she straightened her sleeves and then looked up at Si Qingcang.

Ling Yi: ...

Even the smocks are made into couple styles, he really has enough.

Looking at the pile of dishes on display in the kitchen, Ling Yi asked, "What should we make for lunch today?"

"Dumplings." Si Qingcang replied without the slightest hesitation.

On the first day of the new year, according to their customs, they eat dumplings at noon.

Do you want to make dumplings?
"Yiyi, do you want to knead noodles or chop stuffing?"

Ling Yi thought for a while, and then replied: "Let me chop stuffing, you come and make dough."

"it is good."

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In winter, the snow-white light hit Ling Yi who was carefully chopping the stuffing, making her even colder.

Looking at her expressionless face, Si Qingcang had an idea, raised his hand and quietly grabbed some flour, and wiped it on her face.

Ling Yi, who was concentrating on stomping stuffing, felt her face turn cold, and she raised her head quickly.

Looking at someone's mischievous hand, Ling Yi wiped the place he just touched with the back of his hand.

Ling Yi looked at the flour on the back of her hand, was silent for a second, then gritted her teeth and called someone's name word by word, "Si, Qing, Cang!"

"Hey~" The vivid expression on her face made him laugh happily.

In Ling Yi's eyes, this smile was a typical schadenfreude. In his bright smile, Ling Yi raised his hand and grabbed a handful of flour placed next to him and wiped it on his face. Si Qingcang reflexively Hiding to the side, Ling Yi became agitated and directly sprinkled the flour in his hand on his head.

Si Qingcang blinked his eyes dully with a face that had turned two degrees pale.

"Pfft, hahahaha..." Ling Yi couldn't hold back his silly look, and laughed out loud.

Seeing himself reflected in her eyes, and seeing her laughing heartily, Si Qingcang wiped his face with his hands, then grabbed a large handful of flour and sprinkled it on his black suit under Ling Yi's astonished gaze. superior……

"You..." Before Ling Yi could say anything, she saw him trying to pounce, and she hurriedly hid elsewhere.

"You, calm down!" In order to prevent someone in white from rushing over, Ling Yimao moved away with his waist bent, and at the same time, he still looked at Si Qingcang vigilantly.

You know, when she came here today, she didn't bring a change of clothes. If she was thrown by him, then...

"Wow..." At the same time as he rushed over, Ling Yi quickly ran outside.

However, she was caught by Si Qingcang before she could even take two steps.

Her flustered expression made Si Qingcang show an obscene smile in response to the occasion.

"Hey! Little beauty, don't be afraid, brother just wants to put on makeup for you."

Seeing the expression on his face, Ling Yi said out of nowhere, "Nonsense! I'm clearly older than you, so you should be called sister."

Si Qingcang's face darkened instantly, and he quickly made Ling Yi's clothes the same as his own.

Although the white flour sticking to the white clothes was not very conspicuous, but when she thought that she was going to wear this clothes for the night, Ling Yi showed a look of lovelessness.

If she takes off her clothes to sleep tonight, she estimates that there is an [-]% chance that she will be eaten and wiped out by someone who is very angry; if she wears this clothes to sleep, then...

When she thought about that situation, Ling Yi felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking at someone who rubbed all the flour on her face, Ling Yi gritted her teeth. Since she is destined not to sleep well tonight, can she let go of the culprit who made herself like this?

The answer is of course: no!

She looked at Si Qingcang expressionlessly, until the expression on her face froze when she showed him, then she walked slowly to Si Qingcang's chopping board.

"Yiyi—"

Si Qingcang, who was caught off guard, was again covered in flour by Ling Yi.

Seeing the corners of her lips curled up because of her successful revenge, Si Qingcang wiped the flour from her face on her hands, and pounced on her again...

So, the two of them were chasing and hiding, wasting all the flour in the kitchen.

When the two agreed on a truce, they looked at the empty flour sacks and then at the white cloth all over the room, and they rubbed their noses at the same time.

Ling Yi asked with some embarrassment: "What should we do now?"

It's Chinese New Year, they can't let the suppliers come to this wild place to deliver flour to them, can they?

Si Qingcang tentatively said, "Why don't we only eat dumpling fillings today instead of dumpling wrappers?"

The corners of Ling Yi's mouth twitched. Dumplings can be cooked and eaten, but can the dumpling fillings be cooked and eaten?

Looking at the pot of soybean oil on the seasoning table, Ling Yi said, "Shall we fry the dumpling stuffing into meatballs?"

She thought it was a good idea.

Si Qingcang nodded in agreement with her proposal, "Then I'll make croquettes, and you light the fire?" The courtyard still maintains the kind of hearth that burns firewood.

The two looked at each other and reached a consensus.

Black Box: Under his subtle influence, she has really changed a lot, hasn't she? ——by Si Qingcang

(End of this chapter)