Strange World Little Cooking Saint

Not long after Shi Yugang packed up, Lizheng came back again.

He came back this time to deliver rice, noodles, meat and vegetables to Shi Yu and the others, These are my own things, you should use them.

Not to mention, Shi Yuzhen was a little hungry, and his stomach even growled.

She hasn't felt hungry for a long time, this place is really weird.

Suppressing her surprise, Shi Yu thanked her and said, Thank you very much. She felt that she should give something in return, but she didn't know what to pay for at the moment, so she had to send it back.

You don't need to be so polite. Lizheng waved his hand, Most of us in Xinghua Village are named Xie. I think you look young, so just look old and call me Uncle Xie.

Okay. Shi Yu nodded in response.

Uncle Xie left after saying a few words, Shi Yu only noticed the vegetables in the vegetable basket at this time, probably because of the fullness of spiritual power, the color of the vegetables was extraordinarily beautiful. She took a piece of green leaf and chewed it raw in her mouth, the spiritual power contained in it was no worse than the precious medicine in the lower heavens.

Are you... hungry? She asked Wen Heng.

Wen Heng motioned for her to give him something, People in this village think they are just ordinary people, so we naturally have to follow their rules. Today at noon, I want scones and bone soup.

Shi Yu understood what he meant.

The people in this village are not ordinary people.

But they obviously don't have spiritual roots, no matter how ordinary they are, they can't resist the attack of monsters.

But seeing Wen Heng's nonchalant look, Shi Yu had no choice but to not think about it, and let's settle the lunch first.

This family has a kitchen, but it has not been used for a long time, and there is some dust on it.

For Shiyu, cleaning and so on are just a matter of moving his fingers.

With the rice, noodles and meat dishes brought by Uncle Xie, Shi Yu stewed the big bone soup and made scones with the noodles.

As soon as the things were ready, Chu Shuang, who had been wandering around, came back, or he came here because of the smell. As soon as he saw the crispy and burnt scones on the table in front of the door, his eyes lit up, I finally have something to eat today!

he looks like this

Shi Yu knew that it was the former Chu Shuang who had returned.

This Chu Shuang has not changed at all, with a scone in one hand, while taking a bite, the one on the left is fragrant, and the one on the right is cool. It is a joy to eat.

Wen Heng was not as uninhibited as Chu Shuang, he tore the scones into his mouth little by little, and then sipped the soup slowly, compared with Chu Shuang, there was about a hundred hours of eating with a blank expression in between. Jade.

Shi Yu made a total of twenty scones, and almost half of them went into Chu Shuang's stomach.

After eating the scones and drinking two big bowls of bone soup, Chu Shuang patted her belly and leaned back on the chair contentedly, and complained to Shiyu: You don't know how cruel that bastard is, since he woke up After that, I didn't drink a mouthful of hot soup, nor did I eat a mouthful of hot rice!

Before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes, and his face changed back to his previous indifferent face.

Shi Yu probably knew what was going on, she ate the last scone in her hand, and then kindly reminded Chu Shuang, You have vegetable leaves on your teeth.

Chu Shuang: ...

The soup was full, Wen Heng put down the spoon, and kindly reminded him: Remember to wash the dishes.

Chu Shuang looked at the plates and bowls on the table, feeling a little resentful for what was going on.

So far, they have lived in Xinghua Village.

In the evening, Uncle Xie invited them to dinner, saying that he had caught mandarin fish, and he must let them taste Xie Xie's handiwork.

As a result, the dishes on the table were not only mandarin fish, but a table full of 18 dishes. Although the taste of each dish was not as good as Shi Yu's craftsmanship, it still felt like home.

There was a change of cups at the dinner table, not to mention Wen Heng and Chu Shuang, even Shi Yu drank several glasses of apricot blossom wine under the warm invitation of Xie's family.

The wine smelled fragrant at first, but after drinking a cup, the wine became stronger. After a few cups, Shiyu became inexplicably excited. She thought she was very clear-headed and talked more.

Where do you guys come from? Uncle Xie was still smiling.

Shi Yu replied loudly: I came from where I came from, and I want to go wherever I am going!

... Before the day started, I already felt unable to talk.

Wen Heng smiled and took her to his side, saying: She is drunk.

I'm not drunk! Hearing this, Shi Yu wanted to stand up to get the wine again, Just this wine still wants to get me drunk? Back then, none of the wine from Senior Wuyou could make me drunk, let alone this.

How could Wen Heng let her continue, he pressed her down hard, and said to Uncle Xie: She drank too much tonight, why don't I come and drink with Uncle Xie.

Uncle Xie readily agreed.

But soon he discovered that this young man's words were even more impeccable, and if he wanted to get out of his mouth, he might as well chat with Shi Yu who was drunk.

The meal didn't go away until midnight.

It was still Chu Shuang pushing the wheelchair, but Shi Yu was leaning on Wen Heng's body, and the three of them walked towards their residence.

Behind them, Uncle Xie frowned, wondering what he was thinking.

In the house, Wen Heng hugged Shi Yu and stood up, You find a place to sleep by yourself.

Chu Shuang left very consciously.

The stairs in the house are made of wood, and there will be a slight sound when stepped on. Holding Shiyu all the way to the room on the second floor, Wen Heng gently put her on the bed.

The bed was newly made in the afternoon, and the aroma of acacia still remained on the quilt. Wen Heng looked at Shi Yu who subconsciously retracted her body into the quilt, thought for a while, and simply lay down beside her with her clothes on.

Shi Yu admits that he is her fiancé, so it's not too much for them to behave like this.

Mingyue sneaked in from outside, but Shiyu is actually a person who doesn't sleep well, because of the effect of wine, his nature is more arbitrary. She hugged the quilt and rolled around, and when she realized that there was a heat source around her, she even arched towards the heat source...

The next morning, when Shiyu woke up, he saw that he was hugging someone...by the waist. Looking up again, Wen Heng was sitting there leaning against the head of the bed, reading a book in his hand. Realizing that she was awake, her eyes still did not leave the book, There is food on the table.

Shi Yu woke up a little bit, wrapped herself in the quilt and shrank in, hesitatingly said: Last night...

Nothing happened last night.

real?

Wen Heng put the book down, Could it be that you feel sorry for your suspicious expression?

Shi Yu sat up, she had reasoned with Wen Heng that she couldn't regret it, but now that she had regained her senses, the more she looked at Wen Heng's face, the more people couldn't look away. Further down, the delicate and beautiful collarbone is looming at the neckline, and the jade buttons on the front are fastened meticulously...

Wen Heng,

how?

Shi Yu leaned forward and whispered in his ear, What should I do if I feel regretful now?

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