The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

There was silence all around.

When that familiar voice rang in Song Ruan's ears, he didn't even need to turn his head to guess who was standing behind him.

He turned his head slightly, completely ignoring his red and swollen hands.He raised his head, and was surprised to find that Yang Yuan's appearance was a little strange, and his stature was also a bit taller. Song Ruan only needed to check with his eyes to know that Yang Yuan was already taller than him now, and the boy back then had grown to full height. It looks like an adult now.

Yang Yuan is back?How does he know what I'm doing?Had he been outside the door just now? How long had he been listening?And... these days, where have you been?

At that moment, many thoughts flashed through Song Ruan's mind.

However, at the moment when he was about to ask, Song Ruan heard Zhang Shusheng asked in a daze, "Mr. Yang... when did you come back?"

It took a lot of perseverance for Yang Yuan to look away from Song Ruan's red wrist, his tone was a little cold, "I just came back, I have been outside the door, you just didn't notice me."

wrong.

In fact, he was not outside the door all the time, he realized something was wrong through the chain of children and mothers, and rushed back in an instant.

Yang Yuan lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes drooped, and his black eyes were half covered.

"Clean up this dish."

He ordered the table, speaking to Zhang Shusheng and the others, but his eyes still stayed on Song Ruan's slightly raised face.

"..."

Zhang Shusheng looked at the shopkeeper, then at Yang Yuan, and found that the eyes of the two people were almost glued together, as if they did not exist.

He suddenly realized, holding the dish in one hand and waving to the people behind him, "All the guests are here, what are you still doing here? Hurry up, wipe the table, and stir-fry, Let's go!"

Seven or eight people in the room were kicked out by him, and a new space was instantly vacated in the small kitchen that was slightly crowded.

Now that there is no one around, Yang Yuan finally stretched out his hand and gently grasped Song Ruan's red wrist, with no expression on his face, and complained in a low voice, "I'm so delicate, I hit you lightly." It became popular right away..."

Song Ruan was still staring at him blankly at first, feeling uneasy since he hadn't seen him for so long and didn't know where to start talking, but he was so cowardly that he didn't dare to answer casually.Fortunately, Yang Yuan spoke first, although it was in a disgusted tone, but there was also a trace of subtle concern in it.

His eyes were slightly bent, and his voice subconsciously softened a lot, "It looks serious, but it doesn't hurt."

"..."

Yang Yuan looked at him fixedly, holding Song Ruan's wrist with his palm.Facing the face that didn't know anything and still showed him a gentle smile, he couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then he barely suppressed the urge to press him on the table and kiss him fiercely .

His chest and heart were hot, and the scorching heat inside almost drowned his whole body.But Yang Yuan's tone was still ice-cold, so cold that it could almost drop ice scum, "Next time, I will make you feel so painful that you will have a long memory."

This is obviously a very aggressive and threatening sentence, but Song Ruan heard a layer of worry in it. He held Yang Yuan's hand with his backhand, and there was a little flattery in his voice, "I'm going down!" Not again."

As he spoke, he squeezed Yang Yuan's hand carefully and lightly, completely unaware of how intimate this gesture was, as if he was acting like a baby.

Yang Yuan's palm was cold, as if he had just grasped a piece of ice, it was actually very comfortable to cover Song Ruan's red and hot wrist.He was lying when he said that it didn't hurt at all.

Yang Yuan appeared suddenly, probably because he was in a hurry, so he didn't pay much attention when he struck, and suddenly hit Song Ruan's wrist a little numb.But now it has been iced for a while, and the pain has gradually disappeared.

At least, it didn't hurt just now, so it's not a lie.

Song Ruan thought with a guilty conscience.

"..."

Yang Yuan, who heard it clearly through the mother-child chain, snorted softly.

One of Song Ruan's hands was held by Yang Yuan, and the other hand was on the back of Yang Yuan's hand. Those slender, white fingers with thin calluses gently stroked the lines on his joints.

He lowered his head and let out a breath on Yang Yuan's hand, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Yang Yuan was silent for a moment, not ashamed to say that he deliberately lowered the temperature and applied Song Ruanbing to his hands.He said vaguely, "Maybe he stayed in Buzhou Mountain for a while."

"Oh."

Song Ruan took his hand and asked Yang Yuan to sit on the chair beside her.He wanted to ask Yang Yuan whether he would leave after returning this time, but he was afraid that the answer he got would not meet his wishes, so he changed the subject, "You said that there is laxative in this dish, could it be Mrs. Wang who put it on?" The medicine was put in the water, and the vegetables were soaked with this medicine, so there are laxatives left on the leaves of the vegetables?"

As Song Ruan spoke, her attention was completely shifted from 'Yang Yuan ran away from home and only returned' to 'Why did Mrs. Wang frame him', and she didn't notice Yang Yuan's disappointed expression at all.

Yang Yuan withdrew his hand silently, and couldn't help sighing again, "It should be."

He let go of Song Ruan, and for some reason Yang Yuan's attitude became somewhat resistant again, so he could only pretend that he didn't notice, and continued following the topic just now, "Then why did she do this?"

"You really can't figure it out?"

Yang Yuan asked back.

This rhetorical question just hit Song Ruan's mind. He did have a vague guess. After all, what he made the most impact on was not Huang Hexian, nor other popular old-fashioned restaurants, but the restaurant just across the street. Delicious.

But this is just speculation and cannot be used as evidence in court.

Song Ruan was silent for a long time, and finally stood up holding the table, frowning slightly, looking quite troubled, "I'll go and have a look again in the afternoon, and change this one earlier."

He gave Yang Yuan a few more instructions, asking him to ask Zhang Shusheng to write a sign, and the restaurant will rest for half a day.

It is not a trivial matter to change the supplier of ingredients, Song Ruan hurried out after speaking.

Yang Yuan sat on the chair, straightened his back slightly, and could see Song Ruan's thin shoulders disappearing outside the curtain.

He half-closed his eyes, suddenly a gust of strong wind blew by, and the closed door hit the wall behind, making a loud bang.The door swayed several times, and when it finally stopped in place, there was no sign of Yang Yuan in the kitchen.

In the Liu family compound.

Shopkeeper Liu was standing in the study, struggling to stuff a piece of gold into his treasure chest.

After finally stuffing it in, he closed the box, but the button couldn't be fastened because it was too full.Shopkeeper Liu had no choice but to sit on the box by himself, pressed it hard, and took a long time to close the button.

He wiped the sweat off his face when he suddenly heard a crashing sound.

When he listened carefully, it turned out that the wind was blowing outside the window, and the sycamore tree planted behind the study shook its branches violently, and the leaves rubbed and rolled, hitting the oiled paper window, making a small, slight rustling sound.

The oil-paper windows have not been repaired for many years, and they are not so tight. The windows collide with the frame, and there is an endless rattling sound.

Shopkeeper Liu had no choice but to take some yellow paper and stuff it in the crack of the window. He complained as he filled it, "I remember it was repaired a few years ago, mother, that Sun is indeed a grandson, just casually." So I fixed it to fool me..."

He cursed and filled the gap, clapped his hands and turned around, and was shocked to find a man with black hair and black clothes sitting on his desk with his arms crossed, and a jewelry box he had finally packed under his feet. .

Shopkeeper Liu's hair stood up all over his body, his eyes stared like copper bells, and he shouted sharply, "Who are you!! How did you break into my house?!"

As he spoke, he rushed over, snatched the box under the man in black, hugged it nervously in his arms, and raised his head cautiously at the same time, but for some reason, the man's face in front of him was It was so blurry that he couldn't even see the clear edges.

Shopkeeper Liu's lips trembled, and a bad premonition rose from his heart.

"Why are you nervous? Your box is so precious?"

Yang Yuan snorted softly, with obvious malice and imperceptible joy in his tone, "Why don't you open it and see, is there... your baby in this alley?"

"..."

At the moment when his voice fell, shopkeeper Liu's uneasiness finally reached the extreme, his back was already soaked in sweat, but he ignored it completely, and roughly opened the button, and the box was packed full A small slit popped out in an instant.

Shopkeeper Liu suddenly opened the jewelry box that he had managed to clear away, and saw in disbelief that the box where he put all the gold, silver and jewelry one by one was now full of gray stones.

"..."

Beads of sweat slipped from Shopkeeper Liu's forehead and dripped into his eyes.His lips trembled violently, unable to support his body anymore, he sat down on the cold bluestone floor, his body trembling like chaff, "Impossible, impossible, impossible! I clearly—"

He frantically scratched at his hair, and before he could speak, he felt as if his collar was being lifted up, and his tongue blocked his throat, making him unable to speak.

The next moment, there was a whirl of heaven and earth, making him dizzy, and at the same time, the sound of howling wind and sharp birdsong blew in his ears.

When the wind died down, shopkeeper Liu breathed out intermittently, and slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was no longer the mud wall and bluestone road he was familiar with, but a large tree with dense branches.

He was slightly taken aback, and looked down subconsciously. It turned out that his feet were hanging in the air, and the ground that could give him peace of mind was at least tens of meters away from him!

"Shopkeeper Liu, I think you are getting old and your mind is not sober. You should hang here and be sober."

Shopkeeper Liu heard the man's voice ringing in his ears. He looked up and found that his collar was hanging on a tree branch. A man who weighed over a hundred catties was only supported by this thin branch. .

"what!!!"

He screamed, and subconsciously stretched out his hands and feet to kick back and forth in the air, with a ferocious expression on his face, begging for mercy hastily, "Help! Help! Please let me go! I, I, I will take half of my life!" I'll give you all the jewels!"

Really... a money fan until his death.

Yang Yuan shook his head lightly, and joked, "The whole box is mine when you die, why should I save you?"

He admired the despair and fear on Shopkeeper Liu's face, and the smile on his face gradually faded, "Shopkeeper Liu, there are some people who cannot be offended. Do you understand?"

He left this sentence and stood up.

The majesty blew past, and a white butterfly flew out from Yang Yuan's chest. At that moment, the man who was standing on the branch just before turned into countless white butterflies. imprint.These hundreds of butterflies are clustered together, like catkins blown by the wind, or like a slowly flowing stream, slowly flying towards the direction of the city...