The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Leng Zheng'ao turned his head and gave him a disgusted look: Can you do it? Just help.

Jun Mo Yao didn't care about his dislike, and said with a calm smile: Is it possible, you have to try to know.

Watching the two equally handsome men enter the kitchen, Si Lingling smiled lightly but said nothing.

Si Chao asked in a low voice: Sister, why did I see that Brother Zheng'ao was at odds with His Majesty Jun?

Well, let's not get involved in the matter between them.

Si Lingling reminded her younger brother, and looked at her father: Dad, please sit down and rest for a while, let Zhan Yi and the others take care of the outside affairs.

Dad is not tired.

Hearing his daughter's concern for him, Si Chongzu was very happy.

With a gentle smile on his face, he explained: It was Jun Zun who came up to say hello to me just now, so I accompanied him in.

I didn't expect Zhengao to come back with him.

Si Lingling: It's okay, they had some grievances in the past, we don't need to get involved, they can resolve it themselves.

That way Dad can rest assured.

Listening to his daughter's answer, Si Chongzu relaxed secretly, Ling'er, Fengying, then you go on, I'll go out and help.

Drink some hot water before going.

Ding Fengying quickly brought a cup of hot water, It's too cold outside, be careful, don't catch cold.

Know.

Si Chongzu took the water from his wife, drank it in one gulp, nodded to Mrs. Cheer, then turned around and went out to help with work.

After all, there are a dozen houses to be built, and there are still many places that need help.

As soon as Si Chongzu went out, Leng Zhengao and Jun Moyao came out of the kitchen wiping their hands.

Huh? Where's Dad?

Seeing that Si Chongzu was not there again, Leng Zheng'ao asked curiously, What's Dad up to?

Ding Fengying smiled happily: He, he went to help us build a new house.

new house?

Just now he was only focused on coming back quickly to see his elder sister and nephews, but he really didn't pay attention to the labor scene outside the courtyard.

Hearing Ding Fengying's answer, he didn't understand.

Ding Fengying and Si Chaochao quickly introduced Xiasi Lingling's arrangement to him and how beautiful the drawings of the new house were.

Really? That would be really cool.

Hearing that Si Lingling planned to build this place into a base of friendship and coexistence, Leng Zheng'ao was overjoyed.

If he was not still thinking about the dumplings tonight, he would have wanted to go out immediately to see what the house that was about to be built looked like.

Jun Moyao listened to the conversation of several people, without showing any curiosity on his face.

Instead, he took a stool, sat beside Si Lingling naturally, and asked her in a low voice how to make the dumplings.

After Si Lingling taught it in detail, he started to practice.

I have to say that it is not too difficult to make a dumpling.

Therefore, Jun Mo Yao soon got started.

But the ear collects the conversations with several other people, and understands what happened to them these days.

Leng Zheng'ao was helping roll out the dumpling wrappers while talking to Ding Fengying's mother and son.

Yeah, the skin rolled by Master Zheng'ao is really good too, isn't it?

Mrs. Chill looked at the round, uniform thickness of the dough, and couldn't help but praise, Have you ever done this before?

That's, I think back then when I was rising...

Once Leng Zheng'ao was praised, he got a little carried away, opened his mouth and almost slipped up, telling about the life in the Nijue base.

After the words were produced, he realized to his surprise that these people in front of him didn't know about the reverse rise.

So he quickly changed his words: In short, before my sister and I wanted to eat dumplings, we would make them ourselves.

Si Lingling looked up at him and smiled dumbly, but she didn't blame him for talking too much.

But the word reverse rise that Leng Zheng'ao said still left a mark on everyone's hearts.