Disabled commander begging for a kiss in my arms every night

Chapter 60: Fireworks in the world, the whole courtyard is warm~
If there are many people eating, what can be more lively, convenient and delicious than eating hot pot?
Ye Zhan thinks not.

So when she decided to invite everyone to eat at home, she decided to eat hot pot.

Speaking of which, she really wanted to eat hot pot.

There are a lot of dishes that need to be prepared for hot pot, but washing and cutting are not particularly complicated. With the help of Phil and Niannian, it has basically been done.

The most important part of hot pot is naturally the bottom of the pot.

Ye Zhan used the bone broth that had been simmering early in the morning as the base, then fried the base by himself, made a glowing red spicy butter pot base, and took out various dry goods from his "little treasure bag" to share with him. Together with the bone broth, a pot of milky white and fragrant mushroom soup is boiled.

Maybe it was predicted in the dark that there would be such a day, Ye Zhan even found a store in the black market earlier, and made great efforts to create an authentic mandarin duck hot pot.

She didn't expect this pot to come in handy so soon, and she was a little emotional when she took it out.

When Ye Zhan came out of the kitchen with the pot, it was already calm outside.

She asked Xiaoyuan to set up a small square table outside, and Niannian volunteered to help, while Hansen and Tong Na were transporting various dishes that had been prepared earlier.

In the midst of being busy, the old man sitting on the cosplay Parkinson's sofa looked particularly unpleasant, and Xie Jin was expressing with his eyes: Why don't you leave?
The old marshal pretended to be blind with his presbyopia.

The small house, inside and outside of the room, shows a kind of lively atmosphere that is not noisy.

Ye Zhan was in a good mood again, and stepped out of the kitchen door with the pot in hand, Xie Jin immediately dropped the eye contact with his old father and went up to him.

He looked at the steaming pot in her hand, and reached out to her, "Don't carry these things by yourself..."

Ye Zhan hesitated for a moment.

She knew that Phil's arms were amazing, and sitting in a wheelchair would not prevent him from carrying a pot, but...

Just as he was hesitating, Niannian, who had been working so hard, had already rushed back. He didn't know if it was on purpose or if he really didn't know how to wink. He rushed forward and took the pot from Ye Zhan's hand, "Girl Take something lighter, I'll take this."

After speaking, he turned around and walked out.

For a moment, I felt a chill on my back, and Niannian felt a thump in my heart. When I turned around, I saw that scary Mr. Elvis slowly withdrawing his hand, lowering his eyes and staring at his legs.

Niannian: "Ah..."

A weight on the shoulders.A certain big lion's muscular arm pressed up, "Does the little doctor need help?"

Nian Nian was crushed crookedly, and the soup almost spilled out.The little temper that had been tortured by natural enemies for a long time finally couldn't hold back, and glared at him with puffed cheeks, "Are you sick!"

Hansen laughed, "That's right, how can I ask you for treatment if I'm not sick?"

Niannian: "I can't cure you, I'm just a little B-level, you go find someone else."

"Ah-ouch!"

Hansen was stepped on hard, made a pained expression, his arm was shaken off, and the little doctor walked forward angrily.

He ground his molars, and smiled sinisterly, "Hehe...I won't!"

Ye Zhan, who stayed where she was, felt Phil's loss inexplicably, turned around and brought out a jug of fruit wine, and put it in Phil's hands.

"It took me a lot of effort to make this, please help me to hold it, there is only this pot."

As if entrusting your most important things to the most trusted person, don't coax him too obviously.

Although she knew she was exaggerating, but Xie Jin... was immediately slapped down for being useless.

He was holding the pot of wine-red drink in a translucent container. His fluffy clothes and loose braided hair made him completely lose the slightest bit of hostility before. He looked very... well-behaved, and his eyelashes fluttered twice, " Hmm" sounded.

Ye Zhan couldn't explain why his heart was numb, so he quickly looked away, pretending to continue to be busy.

But he didn't see how emotional the "very good" man looked at her back after she turned her head.

His Excellency the Marshal who witnessed all this secretly clicked his tongue twice, watching with relish.

……

When the sun was setting and night was approaching, the small yard was already lit with warm lights.

Xiaoyuan arranged small strings of light strips on the plants in the yard, which made the place look dreamy all of a sudden.

A small square table was set up in the garden. The mandarin duck pot in the middle of the table was half fiery red and half milky white, gurgling and bubbling with steam, surrounded by various vegetables and meats, red, white, green, square, flat and round. , neatly cut and beautifully placed on a plate, with a dazzling array of eyes, outlining the fireworks in the world of a hospital, looking inexplicably healing.

Ye Zhan greeted everyone to sit down.

The trembling old man was invited to the main seat. Hansen was supposed to sit next to Niannian, but Niannian waved to Tong Na first, "Sister Tong, come and sit!"

Those dark eyes were full of pleading.

Tong Na glanced at the unsuspecting Hansen, smiled wickedly, and sat down next to Niannian in front of him.

Niannian smiled sincerely in an instant, her back straightened.

Hansen ground his teeth again, turned to Xie Jin, "Nephew, we..."

Xie Jin pretended not to hear, and steered the wheelchair over, and stopped beside Ye Zhan, "Zhanzhan, can I sit here?"

Ye Zhan felt a little hot when he thought about the kitchen, but seeing that he was still holding his flagon in his arms, he looked at him with a little unconscious expectation...

Forget it, it's not very convenient for him, it's better to take care of him sitting next to him.

Ye Zhan persuaded herself with 'awe-inspiring righteousness', and stretched out her hand, "I'll help you sit on the chair."

"Ah."

Hansen: "Oh..."

He went to the position opposite the marshal alone, occupying one side alone, spacious!Who cares.

Sitting down, they all looked at Ye Zhan with bright eyes.

Ye Zhan: "..."

"Wow... what is this? Sneezy, squeaky..."

Niannian has long been attracted by the bright red color, and now he can finally lean over to smell it, and then he is sneezing endlessly due to the pungent smell.

In fact, the situation of the other few people is not much better. Although they are not so embarrassed, they are obviously 'stimulated' by the smell, especially the soldiers with extremely sensitive five senses. The pungent smell is even more irritating. Their sense of smell is several times more sensitive than ordinary people, and the effect is doubled.

But each one is very bearable.

Xie Jin turned his head and coughed a few times with his hands fisted against his mouth. When he turned back, Ye Zhan found that even the end of his eyes were red.

Is it because it is too white so it is extra colorful?

"Ah... this is called hot pot, haven't you guys seen it before?"

Tong Na's eyes were full of curiosity, "No, but it looks like it's cooked, right? But it's cooked and served. Also, what is this red, pungent thing??"

The interstellar people in this book are so pathetic.Ye Zhan sighed silently again.

(End of this chapter)