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After a busy afternoon, only a short rest, the twilight has fallen to the edge.

There are no elders in Zhazhao's family, so the little rabbit demon offered to cook dinner for everyone.

Fortunately, there are still ingredients left at home, so I don't have to go out for an extra trip.

The little rabbit demon carefully checked the ingredients, decided on the dishes to cook, and asked the two little guys to wash the dishes.

Song Yin stood aside, seeing nothing to do, was about to turn around and go back to the house, but was held back by the little rabbit demon.

"Yinji, wash the dishes."

"..."

Ok.

Song Yin nodded, unable to refuse, she simply stayed by her side and washed the dishes seriously.

When A Ling and Zha Zha came back from carrying water, they almost dropped the bucket in their hands in shock when they saw this scene.

Xiaolongren took a sneak peek at Song Yin, thinking that even the Great Demon King had to wash the dishes in front of her mother, and it was nothing worth mentioning for her to wash the dishes.

Zhazhao, on the other hand, tends to be racially oppressive. Seeing the Dragon Clan washing dishes and vegetables for itself, as an immature groundhog, it is inevitable that it will tremble a little.

Song Yin pretended not to see them, and coughed twice, waking up the two dazed little guys.

Ah Ling and Zhazhang quickly lowered their heads, as if afraid of being discovered by Song Yin, they didn't dare to look at her again.

But the little rabbit demon didn't find anything wrong. She looked down at Zhazhao, thinking that it was still in charge of managing the house at such a young age, so she couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Zhazhao, how old are you this year?"

"Me? I am seven hundred years old this year, and I will be an adult in another 300 years."

It takes a full 1000 years for most monsters to transform from consciousness to transformation.

And elves have a long lifespan, and little monsters like Zhazhao who haven't yet transformed are all counted as baby monsters in the demon world.

The little rabbit demon nodded, and then asked again: "Why did you become the manager of the housing department before you were an adult?"

"I'm a part-time job!" Zhazhao rubbed the back of his head, "There is only one golden token customer every few years, this job is actually very easy, but the pay is not high, usually only little monsters under a thousand years old compete .”

When mentioning age, the little rabbit demon suddenly thought of Song Yin, and suddenly frowned.

They spirits can live tens of thousands of years, hundreds of years is common; but human beings are different, the little rabbit demon is counting, Song Yin is probably going to call her grandma!

She pursed her lips, looked at Song Yin anxiously and said, "Yinji, I am a thousand years old this year, am I, am I very old?"

Song Yin can't laugh or cry, her rabbit has nothing to do with the word "old" no matter how you look at it.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the little rabbit demon hesitated for a while, and then said: "Compared to you, I seem to be an old lady."

Song Yin was taken aback when he heard the words, and then his smile became stronger.

She reached out and rubbed the little rabbit monster's head, and said in a low voice, "Cook well, my... little ancestor."

The rabbit's ears trembled, and the little rabbit turned her head with a blushing face, thinking that the senior sister has been getting worse and worse recently, and she doesn't respect the old man at all!

The little rabbit demon has learned how to cook for a few days, and he can only fry and season the dishes.

However, compared with the remaining three, she can be regarded as a master chef.

Not long after, she cooked a pot of mustard porridge, fried a plate of cauliflower, stewed a bowl of wild mushroom soup, and served it to the table.

Song Yin doesn't mind meat and vegetables, and likes to eat meat on weekdays, but it doesn't hurt to eat less.

But Xiaolongren is a little monster of the carnivore pie. She glanced at the vegetarian dishes on the table, and immediately hid under the table sullenly.

"Ah Ling is not happy?" The little rabbit demon pulled her out, hugged her in his arms and softly comforted her, "Could it be starvation?"

Seeing their intimate behavior, Song Yin frowned.

She pulled the little dragon man out of the embrace of her rabbit without any trace, and said instead: "It's probably because there is no meat."

Ah Ling managed to get a hug from the little rabbit demon, but was interrupted by Song Yin at this moment, and he gritted his teeth angrily: "Ho ho ho ho!"

She barked fiercely, and the little rabbit demon thought she really wanted to eat meat, so she hurriedly looked at Zhazhao and asked, "Zhazhao, do you have any meat at home?"

"Meat?" Zhazhe shook his head, "I don't have meat, can I have eggs?"

The little rabbit demon nodded, grabbed two eggs, and went to add food to Xiaolongren.

Xiaolongren curled his lips helplessly, and turned his head to face Song Yin, feeling a little weaker.

But Song Yin looked forward, although her eyesight was not as good as Xiaolongren's, she said to her: "Don't steal my wife."

"Roar!" The little dragonman was not to be outdone.

"Go to sleep with Zha Zha tonight." Song Yin said again.

The little dragon immediately shook his head frantically.

Song Yin remained silent and looked at her quietly.

The little dragon who was born less than a month old couldn't stand such stares, and after a while, he pursed his mouth and lowered his head in aggrieved silence to respond.

The onlookers watched the whole explosion, and immediately swallowed nervously.

Fortunately, it also said in the afternoon that it envied the happiness of their family of three, but it didn't expect that they really didn't quarrel. This was completely unilateral crushing.

Looking at the little dragon man who was a head shorter than himself, Zangzhang felt a little sympathy in his heart.

Portions of several dishes were modest.

Song Yin didn't move her chopsticks much, she just focused on drinking the porridge.

The rest of the food was divided among the three little monsters.

Patting his swollen belly, Zha Zha couldn't help sighing: "Xiao Bai, the dishes you cook are really delicious."

Monsters don't pay attention to cooking, and sometimes they have to make do with food that is not cooked. It has never tasted well-cooked meals.

"Really?" The little rabbit demon widened his eyes in surprise, never expecting that his cooking skills would be praised one day.

"Dang..." Zha Zang said halfway, suddenly his expression turned wrong, he stood up, puffed a few times, and ran towards the latrine as if fleeing.

At the same time, Ah Ling also turned pale. Before she could speak, she clutched her stomach and quickly ran into another hut.

"Is there something wrong with my food?"

The little rabbit demon was a little puzzled, she poked her stomach, but couldn't figure it out.

When Song Yin came back after washing the dishes, she saw the little rabbit demon sitting there blankly, and couldn't help asking, "Where are the two little guys?"

"I went to the latrine with a bad stomach." The little rabbit demon turned to look at her with a guilty expression, "I don't seem to have cooked the wild mushrooms well."

Xiaolongren just came back for a trip, and before leaving, he staggered and said that he saw a lot of people, and the symptoms were the same as those who were poisoned by eating wild mushrooms.

"Uncooked?" Song Yin raised her eyebrows, remembering that the little rabbit demon also drank a bowl, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." The little rabbit demon nodded, "I'm very sober, I just... counted the stars!"

Song Yin took advantage of the situation and looked up at the night sky. The moon and stars were sparse, and only three stars could be counted.

"One, two, three..." The little rabbit demon counted lightly, "Four!"

Where did you get the fourth one?

Song Yin counted again, but still only saw three.

"Where is the other one?"

"Here it is!"

The little rabbit patted himself on the chest and said seriously, "I am a star."

Song Yin was dumb.

"Yinji, don't you remember that I was cultivated by the stars?" The little rabbit anxiously held her face, "You won't be poisoned too, right?"

Song Yin: "..." Is this all right?

That night, the weak little dragon came back from the hut to get the quilt, and before opening the door, he heard the voice of the little rabbit demon crying from inside——

"Yinji, you can't kiss me, you can't kiss me!"

"You are an ice cube, kiss me and you will melt!"