The end of the world: With unlimited supplies, I can fly

Li Chef Yi Yi is now online.

He moved the table in the living room in front of the window and set up a simple cooking area.

There is no way, there is no range hood in the house, so it can only be placed next to the window, which can at least provide ventilation and exhaust.

Li Yifan started preparing today's lunch. Li Xin'er had no "consciousness" about helping, and went into the bedroom to hide from the fumes.

Li Yifan was selecting among the pile of ingredients that Li Xiner took out. When he saw onions and spring onions, he moved his hands.

His long, curled eyelashes covered his thoughtful eyes.

Then he picked it up as if nothing had happened and handled the ingredients quickly. At first glance, he looked like an experienced cook.

After a while, three dishes and one soup were placed on the table, steaming hot, and he shouted towards the bedroom:

"Xinxin, let's go out to eat."

Li Xin'er had changed into light yellow home clothes. As she walked out, she grabbed her hair and tied it behind her head, fixing it with a large black clip.

"So fast."

Li Xin'er walked to the living room and saw steamed eggs with shrimps, beef with onions, braised tofu, and vegetable meatball soup on the table. She stared at it for a moment, then complimented as if nothing had happened:

"Hey, it looks good."

Li Yifan gave her a bowl of rice and handed it over.

"I haven't done it for a long time. I was too busy abroad and ate at the canteen."

Li Xin'er couldn't wait to taste it. When the food came into her mouth, she squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

It was really delicious, delicious, and Li Yifan’s cooking skills were no worse than what she had eaten at restaurants outside before.

Li Yifan smiled and gave her a chopstick of onion and beef.

"You can eat more if it's delicious."

Li Xin'er glanced at the food in the bowl and curled her lips. The original owner didn't eat onions, only onions and garlic. Was he testing her?

She has always let nature take its course and be herself, no one will notice, she will not take the initiative to say anything, and if anyone suspects, she will silence others, but the person in front of her is probably the most important one among the few people the original owner cares about.

Now that he had noticed, she had no intention of pretending anymore.

Someone else’s is always someone else’s.

Li Xin'er didn't refuse at all and started eating with big mouthfuls.

"Well, the onions you made are delicious."

Li Yiyan, who was sitting opposite her, watched her take the food into her mouth without any reaction. The veins in her hands holding the chopsticks wrinkled, and the corners of her eyes began to glow red.

Li Xin'er smiled and said:

"What's wrong? You eat too."

Li Yifan hurriedly buried his head in his hands, holding the rice bowl and started eating in big mouthfuls.

"Hmm...Xinxin eat."

The nasal sound is very strong, like crying.

Li Xin'er continued to eat unaffected, and seemed to prefer onions and beef, one chopstick after another.

Li Yiyan, who had his head buried, suddenly said in a hoarse voice:

"When I was in junior high school and lived on campus, every week when I went back to the orphanage during the holidays, you would pull me and ask me to open a small stove for you, saying that the rice I cooked was more delicious than the school's cabbage stewed with tofu."

She knew he could cook.

"The first time I cooked for you was when I was in the third grade of elementary school. I learned tomato scrambled eggs in life class. When I returned to the orphanage, I couldn't wait to cook it for you."

"I couldn't find tomatoes. I heard Grandma Liu say that onions can also be scrambled with eggs, so I made scrambled eggs with onions."

"If you didn't do it well, you pinched your nose and closed your eyes, as if you were looking forward to death. It was like taking poison."

Later, when he got older, he learned that Xinxin didn’t eat onions, garlic, or onions.

When he said this, he raised his head and looked at Li Xin'er, his red eyes filled with tenderness.

"Xinxin is a picky child."

So since he was in junior high school, he would go back and learn to cook from Granny Liu in the orphanage whenever he had time.

Li Yixiang was still rambling and reminiscing, but Li Xin'er did not interrupt him, pretending not to hear the changed address in his words, and listened quietly while eating.

When I was studying, my classmates all knew that they were sent by the orphanage free of tuition and miscellaneous fees. They often laughed at him in private and called him a bastard that no one wanted.

He heard one fight after another, but never hesitated to fight. They fought every day. If he hadn't always been at the top in his studies, he probably wouldn't have stayed in school to graduate.

Others said that he was mentally twisted and sick, had a bad temper, was irritable and irritable.

Only he knew that all his good temper was reserved for Xinxin alone.

"Xinxin found out about my fight. It was Xinxin who grabbed my ears and made me swear to be a good and law-abiding citizen."

"Xinxin said she didn't want me to step on the sewing machine. She also said that without me, no one would be able to operate a small kitchen for her in the future."

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On a midsummer night, in the small courtyard of the orphanage, you can see the sky full of stars, and the surrounding cicadas and frogs chirp like a symphony orchestra.

The two of them sat on the threshold. 11-year-old Xinxin took a cotton swab dipped in iodine and carefully cleaned the wounds on his face.

The 14-year-old grinned and shouted deliberately,

"Xinxin, it hurts. Please be gentle. Be gentle."

Xinxin's eyes were full of distress, her lips pursed, without her usual smile, and she said fiercely:

"During the fight, why didn't I see you shouting about pain? Now I know? You can endure the pain!"

He pulled the injured corner of his mouth and smiled showily:

"I'll beat five of them one by one. Your brother and I are very powerful."

Xinxin bit her lip and didn't answer, but the pearls in her eyes were popping out one by one as if they were free of money.

Tears fell on the floral dress he bought for her with his scholarship. Every drop fell out and hit his heart, making it difficult to breathe.

It never hurts so much when I was blocked in the toilet by a dozen people and beaten.

At that moment he panicked and was at a loss.

"Xiao Xinxin, I was wrong. I will never fight again. Please stop crying. I feel uncomfortable when I cry."

"I promise you whatever you say, okay?"

"Brother promises not to fight in the future, not to get hurt, and not to worry Xinxin."

He said a lot of nice words and finally coaxed Xinxin into good health. Seeing Xinxin burst into tears and laughing, he seemed to be alive.

Xinxin returned to her usual fierce look, grabbed his ears, and threatened fiercely:

"You swear to never fight again and to be a good, law-abiding citizen, otherwise I will never pay attention to you again, and I will never call you brother again."

He raised his hands in surrender and begged for mercy,

"Okay, okay, I swear, I will not fight in the future and be a good citizen who abides by the law. Otherwise, Xinxin will not recognize me as a brother and will follow them and call me one yuan."

One Yuan was the nickname given to him by the children in the orphanage, and it was also his embarrassment. He was outraged every time he heard it. He was really sincere when he said it.

After he swore, he looked at Xinxin flatteringly,

"Are you satisfied, little Xinxin?"

Xinxin wiped away her tears, nodded with satisfaction, and chirped aggrievedly:

"That's more like it! You don't know how worried I am about you when I hear you fight. What if someone beats you up?"

" I···"

The young man never admits defeat. He wants to say that he has experience and will not be seriously injured.

Xinxin grabbed the words and did not agree with the preaching.

"Even if you are powerful! What if you beat someone else up? If you win, you have to go to jail!

They said that if you were in jail, you would have to step on a sewing machine every day. Do you want to go?

Also, if you go to jail, who will turn on the stove for me? "

"Yeah, it's my brother who knows he was wrong and listened to Xinxin. He won't do it again."