[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

In a few days...

Emmanuel pushed open the wooden door, stepped barefoot on the wooden floor and soft carpet, and walked out yawning.

He walked into the kitchen while rubbing his sleepy eyes, and glanced at the retro clock hanging on the wall as he passed the living room.

It was almost ten o'clock.

Emanuel is half sighing and half amused.

Since he lived with a talented and wealthy businessman, his living habits have become more and more unhealthy.

He opened the refrigerator, took out some ingredients from it, took out all kinds of kitchen utensils with ease, and was thinking about what to do for lunch, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure from the back through the glass window.

The man was sitting by a clear lake with a small folded bench and a fishing rod by his side.

Through the sparse trees blocking them, Emanuel could even clearly see the wind-blown ripples on the lake, as well as the occasional snow-white egrets flying by.

Emanuel reached out and opened the glass window, and the wind with the fragrance of grass and trees brushed against his cheeks as if greeting him.

The man turned his head as if sensing his gaze, and waved at him.

Emmanuel smiled and continued to lower his head and do his own thing.

He stirred the flour, eggs, and butter together, and poured it into a container after mixing well. He took out a can of powdered sugar from the spice rack, dug a spoon and sprinkled it in.

After thinking about it, he added another spoonful of sugar.

Then he was about to put the sugar bowl back on the rack, glanced at the container in his hand, thought for a second, and added another spoonful of sugar.

"It should be almost the same?" He muttered softly.

Then he took out a large pile of messy molds from the cabinet, and took a chinchilla-shaped one. He was about to take all the molds back, but he found a heart in the colorful moulds, out of the corner of his eye. shape.

Emmanuel:

He pondered for a second, then decisively threw back the chinchilla in his hand, and picked up the heart-shaped mold.

- After the cut was ready, he put the plate into the oven, set the time, and then took an apple from the refrigerator, - while holding it in his mouth - pulled - a windbreaker from the hanger, and walked out of the building. A cabin in the woods by the lake.

It's late autumn now, - pushed open the door, and Emanuel felt - a burst of coolness.

He stepped on the fallen leaves, hearing the sound of egrets flapping their wings, the chirping of tits, the sound of wind blowing dead leaves, and the crisp sound of leaf veins being crushed under his feet.

He walked behind Tony and put the windbreaker in his hand on him.

"It's not that cold." Tony said, wrapping the windbreaker tightly.

"If you have a cold, don't eat at my table," Emanuel said while chewing an apple.

"Are you still afraid of infection?"

"I'm afraid that if you sneeze, the table will be covered with snot."

Tony: No, bro, really not.

"If you don't eat with me, you won't be able to eat the fish you caught today."

Tony lightly kicked the bucket on the side with his toes, and Emanuel took a look, and there were actually a lot of fish in it.

"The technology is good." Emanuel praised him, and picked up a fish from the bucket.

It was an unrecognizable fish species, but it was lively and slippery, and Emanuel's face was covered in water by flicking its tail.

Tony: "Hahaha!"

Emmanuel:

Tony: "Actually, not only my fishing skills are good, but other skills are also good. You will soon experience it."

Emmanuel hooked his lips and smiled, very kindly: "Oh is it? How did you practice it?"

"Ah, this..." Tony was struck by lightning, and was immediately hit at the death spot, groaning, huh, huh, huh, huh, he couldn't find any good reason for a long time, so he quickly changed the subject: "This apple looks good, you Why don't you get me one too?"

Emmanuel took a bite of the apple in his hand: "Want it? I won't give it to you..."

Tony said very generously: "It's okay, I forgive you."

Emanuel: Who forgives whom!

"Well, I'll grill fish for you at noon today." Tony raised his chin and said, "This is the first time I've grilled fish for others."

"Oh, that must not be delicious." Emanuel didn't appreciate it.

Tony was angry: "Then don't eat it."

"That can't be done." Emmanuel said with a smile, "No matter how bad it tastes, you made it. How dare I not eat it."

"You're smart." Tony snorted softly, the corners of his mouth almost raised to the sky.

The two laughed again for a while, and Emanuel knew that the biscuits were ready when he heard a ding from the cabin not far away.

"Stop fishing, these are enough to eat, let's go into the house." He said.

It's still a bit windy outside.

"Okay, I'll clean it up. Hey, don't touch..."

Before he finished speaking, Emanuel picked up the fishing rod he had put at his feet, and he pulled out a portable fishhook with automatic water area scanning and precise piercing directly from the water.

Emmanuel: Co-author These fish are all caught by machines.

"Skilled?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Technology for inventing and creating is good." Tony said confidently.

"Shameless." Emanuel cursed in a low voice, and couldn't help laughing.

After the two of them took their things back, Tony - while nibbling small biscuits - set up a barbecue grill at the door of the house.

"Hmm!" He exclaimed with the biscuit in his mouth, "What kind of earth-shattering and delicious biscuit is this, is it because I haven't eaten it for a long time or is it because you added two spoonfuls of sugar?"

"Maybe it's just because you've lost your sense of taste."

"I love you so much." Tony looked at Emmanuel with those big shining eyes, "I didn't expect you to remember that I prefer sweet cookies after all these years, although this cookie is sweet It was so hot, and I'm on blood sugar control lately...but still, it's the best cookie I've ever had."

Emanuel: "Are you controlling your blood sugar? Diabetes?"

Tony: "Can't it just be that the blood sugar is high - a little bit?"

Emmanuel reached out and pinched his stomach, felt it - lowered his belly, and nodded seriously: "Indeed..."

Tony was caught off guard by pinching his lower abdomen, and his voice suddenly became hoarse: "Honey, it's easy for us to misfire with you."

Emmanuel smiled: "Your weapons have been confiscated, and you still went off fire."

Tony was furious: "I'll let you see if I've been confiscated!" After finishing speaking, he was about to pounce on him, but the cookies on his lap almost spilled on the ground, and his anger disappeared immediately after being frightened- Half, continued to eat biscuits indignantly.

"You haven't used this grill for many years, it's so rusty." Emanuel took out an iron grill from the box, and the palm of his hand suddenly turned red with rust.

"The cabin by the lake was damp when no one lived in it, and it wasn't maintained in the past few years... Shall I send someone a new one?" Tony asked vaguely with a cookie in his mouth. road.

"Could you stop eating and working, the rust is going to fall in the cookie plate."

"What! Where did it fall!"

"..." Emmanuel smiled helplessly, reached out and knocked on the iron frame, directly reverting the state of the iron frame back to when it was just bought, it was as clean as new, almost shining brightly in the sun.

"Iman, you are so useful." Tony marveled.

Emmanuel was suddenly alert: "I warn you, don't let me repair your broken equipment infinitely!"

"Just kidding, those broken devices are not as important as you." Tony said unhurriedly.

Emmanuel was choked and said: "Stop flattering me, I won't eat this."

——Actually, I like this set the most.Tony looked at his reddened ears, and laughed in his heart.

Two people who had never done this kind of work hurriedly set up the barbecue grill. Although it still looked a little shaky, at least the charcoal could be put in firmly.

The next job is much simpler. Emanuel rubbed a small flame to light the charcoal, and Tony's small fish-killing robot also processed the fish. The two sat by the grill, waiting While grilling the fish - chatting.

"A lot of things in your house have to be updated." Emanuel said, "The fourth layer of the refrigerator is broken."

"Well, is it?"

"Yeah, I checked it, and it probably has been broken for a long time, haven't you noticed it?"

"I usually live here alone, and I don't need the fourth floor of the freezer," Tony said.

"..." Emmanuel was silent for a moment, "You are still the same."

"same as usual?"

"I can imagine you alone wandering around in an empty mansion, and you don't feel lonely."

Tony was stunned for a while, and said after a while: "It's actually not bad, and I have you now, don't I?"

Emmanuel smiled, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a soft "meow" not far from him.

Both of them turned their heads in unison and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

-A young-looking tabby cat is squatting not far from their grill, -with big round black eyes staring at the fish on the grill.

"Is this a wild cat nearby?" Tony lowered his voice for fear of scaring the kitten away.

"It's cute," Emanuel said.

Before the two had time to say a few words, the tabby cat meowed and jumped up on the spot, as if trying to grab the fish that was only on the grill.

However, the distance was too far and the height was too high, the theft failed, and Maoruan's body froze in the air, and then fell down covered in fur.

"Meow!!" The tabby cat stopped doing it immediately, and roared at the snickering dog-man who was hiding under the tree.

"Wow, it's angry, it's angry." Tony smiled even more happily, "Do you think it looks like you when it's angry?"

The tabby cat was covered in frayed hair and exposed two small fangs. It looked at him fiercely, its black eyes were wide open, and its two furry ears were also erected, looking soft.

Cute, think rua.

"It's not like me, it's obviously like you." Emanuel rolled his eyes, stretched out his finger, and the smallest grilled fish on the grill floated up, and slowly flew towards the tabby cat.

The tabby cat glanced at him with special disdain, turned his head away, and continued to pluck the big fish on the grill persistently.

Tony chuckled and said, "It's so like you, looking at this little disdainful look, it's almost like a god!"

Emmanuel snorted softly: "I'm sorry to say, isn't this little cat's appearance of not liking to take things from others is a copy of you?"

"like you!"

The two three-year-old childish ghosts were still arguing there, and the tabby cat let out a fierce growl, and leaped violently. This time, it finally didn't miss out. It slipped under its feet, and its furry body hit the iron frame.

-In an instant, the landslides and earth shattered, the sky and the earth changed, the grill fell apart, and the ground collapsed. Tony's face was blue, and Emanuel rushed over subconsciously. Woe to the tabby cat, the red-hot coals burned a hole in his white shirt.

"Hey! Dangerous!" Tony stood up quickly, wanting to go to Rae Emmanuel, who stood up directly, slapped off the red-hot coals on his body, took the kitten by the back of the neck, and used a kind of Tony The very familiar gloomy expression before getting angry said: "It's time to teach this slippery little wild cat a lesson."

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