The daily life of the raccoon cat

Qiu Xiaosi has imagined countless times, what is Dad like, and what is Mom like?

Will grandma make hot gnocchi for him to eat?Will Dad lift him over his head, put him on his shoulders, and quietly take him to sit on the flying sword "biubiubiu~" without telling Mom?

In countless dark nights when he couldn't eat enough and couldn't sleep, Qiu Xiaosi lay on the bed, staring at the dark door with round eyes, expecting that a tall figure would appear outside the door in the next moment, and his big and warm hands caressed him. crossed his forehead, hugged him into his arms, and said in a deep and heavy voice, "Abba will take you to eat the hot soup wontons in Dongjie Hutong."

Once, Qiu Xiaosi imagined many, many scenes, but later, Qiu Xiaosi completely stopped thinking about it.Because many things cannot be obtained by thinking about them, or even achieved by hard work.

That being the case, it's better to let yourself go and be a happy and silly Qiu Xiaosi who is happy every day.

"Qiu Xiaosi, what do you think?" Zhang Yuanshan held the long sword in his hand, and looked down at his students, but if Qiu Xiaosi was a little bit unhappy, Changfeng Saber would not let Dan Qiqiu cross the line half a step, let To hell with this damn blood tracing technique.

"Test the test." Qiu Xiaosi stretched out his finger, "It's all here."

The bright silver knife was slashed across the fingertips, and red blood drops were suspended in the air. In the eyes of everyone, the two blood drops were connected in a line, blending and converging.

Unexpected, but within expectations, after all, these two faces are so similar, they were carved out of the same mold.

"I don't know about your existence." Dan Qiqiu shot out a spiritual fire, burning the two blood beads without leaving a trace.

"Oh." Qiu Xiao was calm on all sides, but his heart was empty, and he didn't know what it was like.

Dad fell from the sky, but he no longer needs it.

There was silence at the scene, and the lips of the people who ate melons were tightly closed. They were really heartbroken after eating this melon.

"Are you going to accept the challenge or not?" Qiu Xiaosi skipped the confession scene and brought the topic back. The reputation of Longyuan Academy cannot be tarnished.

"Since you, Dan Xinshe, feel that there is something wrong with Longyon Academy's ability to develop the antidote, then why not compete openly and aboveboard."

"Is it because we have ghosts, or you are not as good as others!" Qiu Xiaosi continued to challenge.

Dan Qiqiu didn't want to compete with Longyuan Academy at first, so he lowered his style for no reason, but today he is a big boy, and this son seems to be quite dissatisfied with their Dan Xinshe.

Looking at Qiu Xiaosi's stubborn eyes, Dan Qiqiu became interested and thought, just take this opportunity to see how capable his son who grew up in Qiu's family is.

"Yes." Dan Qiqiu nodded, "You can decide the time, place, and content of the competition." Dan Qiqiu looked magnanimous and kind.

"Tomorrow, just in this post house, Dou Furnace." Qiu Xiaosi wished he could compete with Dan Xinshe on the spot, but now that everyone is injured, it's better to rest and recover first.

After finishing speaking, Qiu Xiaosi turned around and went back to the team of Longyuan Academy. It seemed that the blood tracing hadn't affected him at all.

And Dan Qiqiu didn't stop him at all. The freshly baked father and son looked completely indifferent, and after the appointment, they turned to the sky and walked on both sides.

"Xiao Si..." Back in the posthouse, Chuyi looked at the dull-faced Qiu Xiaosi worriedly, and thought, why are the fathers of all the friends so unreliable?It’s better for Tiger Papa, no matter how poor or rich, no matter how rough the road ahead is, their family will always be together.

Even though they are studying abroad now, he and Shiwu know that in this world, there is such a small nest that will always open its arms and wait for their return, and someone will always care about them who are studying abroad.No matter how far they go or how high they fly, the other end of the thread is always firmly in the hands of their parents, and they will never get lost in this vast land.

"I want to eat wontons in hot soup." Qiu Xiaosi said suddenly.

"Ah?" On the first day of junior high school, I didn't expect Qiu Xiaosi to ask for such a request, and hurriedly said, "Eat wontons? What kind of stuffing do you want?"

Qiu Xiaosi's eyes were blank, and he murmured, "I don't know what kind of stuffing it is." He has never tried the wonton shop in Dongjie Hutong.

"Then I'll have some stuffing!" Chu Yi said, scratching his fingers, "Have some black pepper beef stuffing, corn pork stuffing, mushroom chicken stuffing."

"Ah, wrap some vegetarian stuffing, celery stuffing, sauerkraut vermicelli stuffing!"

Seeing that he was about to roll up his sleeves and do a big job on the first day of junior high school, Qiu Xiaosi felt relieved, and his face finally warmed up, "Don't be so troublesome, let the restaurant deliver the food, we have to prepare for the stove tomorrow." Woke up."

Tomorrow's Doulu can only win, not lose, neither Longyuan Academy nor Qiu Xiaosi can lose.

Chu nodded, "I'll go with you tomorrow." It's okay if you don't go in the first day of junior high school. The whole Longyuan Academy, except Qiu Xiaosi, only knows a little about alchemy in the first day of junior high school, and the others have never even touched the alchemy furnace.

"Think about tomorrow's battle plan first. I'll make some wontons. It will be very fast." On the first day of junior high school, I still wanted to make a bowl of hot soup wontons for Qiu Xiaosi. His current appearance really doesn't look very good. Some delicious hot food may make people feel better.

"You don't need to go." Lang Yueming put his hands on Chuyi's shoulders and asked him to sit down, "You two discuss tactics, and we will leave the wonton to us!"

"?" Chuyi looked at Lang Yueming suspiciously. At this time, there were still some red marks on his face, as if the marks left by the cupping on his face, but look at his energetic head, the golden sand The poison has been removed.

"Do you know how to make wontons?"

"Small idea~" Lang Yueming patted his chest, "It's very simple, you can learn it once you learn it."

Ever since, on the first day of junior high school, Qiu Xiaosi and Qiu Xiaosi discussed tomorrow's bucket stove competition together, while the other friends were busy making wontons.

Dou Furnace is a competition between Danxiu, and there are three types in total.

The first is alchemy, the same kind of elixir, compare the number of elixir and the quality of the elixir.

The second is to solve the elixir. Both parties will each produce a elixir, and let the other party analyze the ingredients and refining methods of the elixir, and even restore the elixir.

The third is to modify the elixir, based on the original elixir, modify the formula or refining method, so as to improve the effect and quality of the elixir.

Qiu Xiaosi said, "Dan Xinshe must have more alchemy experience than me. It is very difficult to win a round of alchemy."

"However, it can be seen from the research and development of the antidote for Stinky Bomb that Dan Xinshe has shortcomings in the antidote, or in other words, they can't solve the potion we made."

"The third game is to change the alchemy. There are countless magical alchemy formulas in the alchemy book you lent me on the first day of junior high school. I have confidence in this game."

On the first day of junior high school, seeing Qiu Xiaosi calmly analyzing the strength of the two sides, he felt even more worried. When encountering such a major event in life, who can be calm and composed, the calmer the water, the more turbulent the current will be.

But this is not the time to struggle, the most important thing is to do our best to prepare for tomorrow's Dou Furnace Competition.

"Then we must ensure that we will win every round of Jiedan, so that the other party can't solve our prescription!" The first day of junior high school's mind was running fast, thinking about which kind of pill is suitable for the battle.

"It is necessary to abandon the elixirs refined by traditional methods." The stinky bomb is an unintentional by-product in the process of refining the fragrant pills. Neither the Qiu family nor the Danxinshe have resolved the smelly smell The composition of the bomb.

Qiu Xiaosi nodded and said, "Then on the first day of the new year, you come to prepare the pill that we will release in the pill round, and I will look through the pill book again, and try to win the round of changing pills."

The first day of junior high school and Qiu Xiaosi have worked together countless times. The two have a clear division of labor, cooperate tacitly, and are extremely efficient.Both of them instantly entered the mode of immersing themselves in research.

When Lang Yueming and the others came over with the hot wonton soup, what they saw were the two of them who were busy writing, and the manuscripts spread all over the floor, all of which were densely packed with deduction process of pills.

"It's getting dark, let's rest for a while, eat something to relax your mind."

As he said that, Bai Yin stepped forward to collect and tidy up the manuscripts on the table, and tidied up a small space for Lang Yueming to put the soup bowl.

The smell of food engulfed in the smoked heat made Chu Yi relax, put down the pen holder in his hand, rubbed his cheeks vigorously, and kneaded them into a wrinkled bun, finally regaining consciousness.

The remaining eight points of Chaos disappeared in shock when they saw the big wontons floating in the big soup bowl, refreshing their minds by [-]%!

"This, this, can this be eaten?" Looking at the strangely shaped wontons in the big soup bowl on the first day of the junior high school, they looked like floating corpses of dead bodies, and the skins of the wontons were swollen and cracked.

"Didn't I want to pack more stuffing? What's so delicious about wonton wrappers?" Lang Yueming curled her lips. The wontons he wrapped were rich, but they were delicious.

The idea is a good idea, but the result is the scene of the floating corpse in front of me, all boiled to pieces.

"Xiao Si, you eat this bowl."

Qiu Xiaosi's big bowl of chaos, although a little strange in shape, was not broken anyway, and he could barely see it. It was the "survivor" selected by Lang Yueming and the others from thousands of wontons out of the pot.

I drank a sip of wonton soup on the first day of the new year. It was unexpectedly delicious, and it could even be said to be super delicious.I took another bite of the wonton stuffing that fell into the soup. The meat stuffing is Q-bomb, and the inside is wrapped with crispy and sweet particles, like horseshoes and lotus root grains. The taste is very rich.

"Wow~ Who made this stuffing? It's amazing!" Chu Yi said in his heart that he, the chef of the team, can step down.

Lang Yueming twitched a few times, and said, "It's Grandma Hua~" Lang Yueming always thought that making wontons was not easy, but the facts proved that thinking and actually doing it were two different things.

Grandma Hua really couldn't bear to see how the kids were wasting ingredients, so she drove them all out of the small kitchen. After mixing the wonton fillings and rolling out the wonton wrappers, she thought that there would be no problem with making wontons and cooking wontons. .

As a result, the pot of floating corpse wontons directly drove Grandma Hua away, and she said that she would not come back for a few days. The fragrant and soft girls in Jinhua Palace feel happy just by looking at them, unlike these little girls. The cubs kept her in trouble all day long.

"It turned out that Grandma Hua had made the stuffing. I thought you guys were just getting better at it." Lunar New Year glanced at Lang Yueming faintly.

"This is my first time cooking! My dad would cry after eating it!" Lang Yueming put his hands on his hips, extremely proud.

Hearing the laughter of his friends, Qiu Xiaosi looked at the extremely rich hot soup wontons in his hands—a bowl as big as a washbasin, round wontons the size of a child's fist, and the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated .

The past is like the wind and cannot be pursued, and the bowl of boiling heat in the hand is not as good as thousands of thoughts.