The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

Peanut candy is very quick to make. Song Ruan first fry the peeled peanuts with slow fire and divide them into two pieces.Then pour the sugar into the hot oil pan and stir fry continuously. After the sugar is completely melted, pour the peanuts into the pan and mix with the sugar.

After the frying is almost done, put the mixed peanut candy into the mold and flatten it tightly. After it is shaped, turn it upside down, cut it into thin slices, and wait for cooling.

Before Song Ruan had time to put it on the plate, Yang Yuan couldn't wait to come over, squeezed a piece into his mouth, took a bite, chewed it seriously for a long time, and finally spit out a word, "sticky. "

"Sugar is sticky."

Song Ruan smiled softly, with anticipation in his eyes, "Is it delicious? It's my first time making it."

"It's delicious, but it's hard to eat."

After Yang Yuan ate one slice, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, then squeezed another slice, but this time he put it near Song Ruan's mouth, motioning him to open his mouth, "Ah."

"How about I do it myself?"

The boy was half a head shorter than him, and Song Ruan was a little embarrassed to feed him himself, but Yang Yuan looked serious, as if he didn't hear it at all, and he was embarrassed to say it again, so he had to eat it with the boy's hand One piece, "Well..."

Peanuts are fried and mixed with sugar, sweet and crispy.Song Ruan considered that boys don’t like sweets very much, so he specially put in less sugar. Now the sweetness is just right. The aroma of peanuts and the sweetness of sugar are mixed together, not only will not be boring, but will Addicted to eating, can't help one piece after another...

When Song Ruan came back to his senses, he found that Yang Yuan had already handed him the second piece, and he subconsciously leaned over to grab it.

The moment he realized it, the tips of his ears couldn't help but get hot: it's a bit shameful to be fed by a child who looks younger than him.But thinking that Yang Yuan may not be younger than him, or even older, it is even more embarrassing...

"By the way, why did you use the handkerchief?" Song Ruan coughed, and quickly changed the subject.

Fortunately, the stove was still on, and the flames made everything red, so the color on his face should not be visible, right?

he thought guilty.

So cute.

Yang Yuan, who had a panoramic view of everything, had some unknown emotion in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, pretending to know nothing, "Last time I saw you had a handkerchief, so I want it too, just Got it."

Song Ruan was slightly taken aback, and suddenly remembered that he should bring the osmanthus candy to Yang Yuan to eat.Since it was inconvenient for the sugar to stick to his hands, he took out a handkerchief embroidered with camellias.

Yang Yuan also spread the handkerchief on the palms of both hands, and there was a bit of complacency hidden in his voice, "Take a look, are they exactly the same?"

Song Ruan turned her head to take a look, then took out her own piece from her bosom, compared it, and found that even the direction of the camellia petals was exactly the same.

He put away his handkerchief, and asked helplessly, "So you conjured this up yourself?"

"..."

Yang Yuan coughed slightly, his eyes wandered here and there, but he didn't look at Song Ruan, "I made this the night before the two of us agreed, isn't it a violation?"

Song Ruan saw that he was trying his best to find a loophole, it was really funny, he couldn't help but raised his hand and patted his head, "I know, so I didn't plan to argue with you. It's just not an example. If you want, come Just ask me."

He paused, and tapped the little red stars under his feet, "Put away the candy after eating, and remember to clean up, don't be lazy. I'm tired, so go back and lie down for a while."

Yang Yuan finally ate the candy made by Song Ruan that he had been thinking about tonight, and now he felt comfortable physically and mentally, and nodded obediently upon hearing this.

After Song Ruan found a reason to go back to the house, he opened the system panel.

After he completed the mission just now, the system did not refresh the next mission goal immediately. He thought it was because of cache or something, so he deliberately waited until now to look at it again.

But what surprised him was that not only did no new tasks appear on the system panel, but all the data on the entire panel disappeared, leaving only a row of solitary bold characters hanging on it: The system is undergoing maintenance and upgrading for three days, please host wait patiently~

Song Ruan swiped the panel several times, but there was no response, and the words just now were still displayed.Only then did he confirm that the system had really entered the maintenance period.

It has been almost a month since he bound this system, and this is the first time he has encountered maintenance and upgrades.But it took so long, I don't know if the system will send some compensation or something.

Song Ruan thought regretfully.

On the other side, Yang Yuan squatted on a small bench, holding a plate of peanut candy in his hand, and slowly ate all the candy inside, leaving no piece left.

The fire in the stove has been extinguished, but the remaining heat is still there, and the kitchen is warm, like a small greenhouse.

After eating, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, folded the dirty handkerchief carefully, and planned to go out and wash it well later.The red stars on the ground fell on the yellow-brown land, but lost their original beauty.

Or that person goes better with red.

After cleaning, he went out for a stroll, picked a few fruits to quench his thirst, and when he came back, the candles in Song Ruan's room had gone out, but the lights in his cubicle were still on, probably because Song Ruan knew that he hadn't Come back, so I specially left the light for him.

Although Yang Yuan can see things without light, at this moment, his heart was accidentally touched.

He cautiously opened the door and walked in. The room was so quiet that he could clearly hear Song Ruan's shallow breathing.

Song Ruan, no matter in appearance or character, resembles his name, even his breathing is the same.Soft, like a feather, scratching back and forth on your heart without knowing it.

Finally, you can't stand being scratched, and you want to reach out to grab him, but at this moment, this person who has no self-knowledge runs away shyly, his palm is empty, and only his fingertips still remember the softness of touching it a feeling of.

Yang Yuan sighed imperceptibly, and couldn't help listening for a while longer.

At this moment, the oil drum in the corner let out a very soft grunt.

"..."

Yang Yuan's mood was interrupted, and she glanced at the oil drum impatiently, but in the end she lifted the edge of the drum with one finger in disgust, and tiptoed towards her small room.

The light from the compartment shone through the paper window on the door and onto the floor of Song Ruan's house. Yang Yuan worried that the light would disturb the sleep of the little idiot, so he blew out the candlelight.He carried the oil barrel to the moonlight, lowered his voice, and said in a tone that couldn't be considered happy, "If you have nothing important to do, don't blame me for tearing you apart."

The oil barrel trembled slightly in fright, and then made strange noises of gurgling and gurgling, but this time the movement was much quieter than before, like a child who was telling the truth.

Yang Yuan was a little impatient at first, but after listening, he stroked his chin thoughtfully. After thinking for a long time, he stretched out his hand and patted the edge of the bucket very perfunctorily as encouragement, "Next time there will be such a situation, come and tell me.”

He paused, then lit the oil barrel again, and warned, "Don't let him find out."

The barrel trembled slightly again.

Only then did Yang Yuan nodded in satisfaction, and carried it back to its original position.

When he came back, he looked outside, and saw that the moon had risen to the top of the tree, and the moonlight slid down like silk and fell right in front of his window.Yang Yuan raised his hand lightly, and scooped up the moonlight.

He lay quietly in front of the window, bathed in the light, looking lazy and comfortable, his eyes were passionate and clear, as if the stars fell into his gaze along the moonlight ladder.

"Hiding in the house alone and dancing?"

Yang Yuan murmured, tilting his head and imagining the scene, he was still cute by the way Song Ruan sat on the bed and danced with his hands up.

How can it be so cute?unacceptable.

Very cute. I got up early the next morning. Seeing that there was no movement in Yang Yuan's room, he deliberately relaxed his washing movements and planned to go to the store to have a look again.

He was delayed for a day yesterday because of the mission and the oil barrel.Although the eldest brother told him that the tables, chairs, and counters were all ready for him, there were still many small things that were not prepared.

He also specially wrote a list, folded it neatly, put it in his arms, and planned to go out.

Just as Song Ruan was about to leave the yard, he suddenly saw Yang Yuan walking in from the outside, holding a black jar in his hand, and greeted him when he saw him, "Come to have breakfast? There are delicious pickles here. "

"Why did you get up so early?" Song Ruan was a little surprised. If Yang Yuan wanted to leave, he had to pass through his house, but he didn't hear any movement, "I thought you were sleeping."

"Well, I wake up very early, maybe I'm used to it." Yang Yuan smiled softly, "Come and eat porridge."

"I……"

Song Ruan originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it carefully, he still felt that skipping breakfast would be bad for his health, "Okay. Where did you get the pickles?"

"Uncle Zhang's house at the entrance of the alley made it himself. I tasted it and it was delicious, so I bought a can."

Happiness was written in Yang Yuan's eyes, he held the jar in one hand, grabbed Song Ruan's sleeve with the other, and said in a rambling manner, "By the way, today's white rice porridge was also bought by me at his house, it was last time The one that bought the tofu nao. I told him specifically that green onions are not allowed in the porridge..."

How can you put onions in ordinary porridge?

Song Ruan was dragged by Yang Yuan amusedly, he was just about to explain to the other party, when suddenly he was inattentive when he crossed the threshold, his foot tripped, his center of gravity was unstable, and he knocked down to the ground!

Fortunately, Yang Yuan reacted quickly, grabbed his waist, and easily brought him back.

Song Ruan leaned on Yang Yuan's body, and Yang Yuan's hand was also clasped around his waist, the two of them tugged and touched intimately.

"Feel sorry……"

Song Ruan blushed instantly, and stood up with his hands on the wall.It wasn't because of any other reasons, after all, Yang Yuan looked young, and Song Ruan was a straight man, so he didn't realize that at all.

He was shy purely because such a big person was walking and fell, and he had to be supported by a junior, so he was a little embarrassed.

"Oh it's all right."

Yang Yuan let go of his hand, not very happy.

His brain circuit is different from Song Ruan's, what he thinks is:

Just now, I obviously wanted to hug my shoulders, so that I could put my cheek to my cheek.Why are you hugging your waist...

angry.