818 The actor who was raised by my milk

The few hairs on Xiaojiu's head trembled at the same time, as if it had encountered the static electricity of winter specials, but it was not the friction between fur and plastic, but brought out from the chirping sound.

This man is simply a foul, why is he talking so softly all of a sudden while shopping in the supermarket?

Xiao Jiu was originally nestled in the lapel of Chi Ming's clothes with her face facing out, half of her body was hidden in it, only her head and wings were exposed, now she decided to satisfy Chi Ming's petty capriciousness, so she pecked at the fabric and turned around clumsily. Standing tall, spread out a pair of small wings, and stick them face to face in Chi Ming's arms. Because the wings are too short, in order to create a "hug" effect, he stretched the wings as much as possible, stretching all the muscles and bones of his body, and finally looked like a piece of paper. The flattened sticky beans wrapped pia on Chi Ming's body.

Chi Ming was wearing a soft cashmere sweater in his overcoat. Originally, he didn't like to wear sweaters in winter, but this one was specially worn as a cushion. Xiao Jiu buried his head in rubbing, and the hair on his face immediately became a little rough, maybe it was Encountered real static electricity.

"Are you being cute?" Chi Ming wiped Xiao Jiu's face and smoothed out his messy hair. Although what he wanted was not such a hug, but after all, it was impossible for Xiao Jiu to be blatantly distorted outside. , he just talked about it, and occasionally willful.

Xiao Jiu took a pair of chicken wings and imitated the action of gently patting his shoulders after a hug, but the effect was like a big butterfly that was frozen and unable to flap its wings. In the end, he resigned to his fate and gave up trying, "It's not the right kind of hug. ?"

Before he finished speaking, the four light tubes in a row above his head flickered at the same time, and then went out, and then the adjacent light tubes also went out one by one, but a cold purple light glowed in Chi Ming's arms, and when the light faded, All the lights were muted, as if being bitten by a greedy snake.

The supermarket relies entirely on lighting, and it was completely dark. After a few seconds, the emergency lights came on slowly.

The cold white light shone from afar, outlining two figures.

Yan Jiu hugged Chi Ming, rubbed against his cheek, and quickly kissed him on the lips.

Chi Ming's heart was beating wildly, and before he had time to think any more, he felt his chest was empty again. Almost at the same time, the lights in the supermarket were restored, and those lights were spit out by the snake again.

A staff member murmured from a distance: "What's going on? This is it? Why is it all over again?"

Chi Ming lowered his head, and saw that the culprit was still a yellow ball of hair as if nothing had happened, tucked safely into his clothes, probably feeling Chi Ming's gaze, and looked up at him as if nothing had happened.

The lighting was restored, but Chi Ming was almost short-circuited by him. At this moment, he just wanted to squeeze him back into a human form from a chubby bird, and then ravage him, but he could only think about it, and there was nothing he could do about it.

With a thousand words in his heart, he could only let out a slow breath in the end, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips, "Are you happy to be skinned?"

Xiao Jiu propped up his chin, and the domineering president seemed to be looking at him, squinting his eyes.

Chi Ming was helpless, how could a parrot have so many expressions?

After shopping in the supermarket and storing the spoils, Chi Ming walked around the mall with a few hairballs for a while, pretending to stop by "Hen", and collected all the daily necessities that he hadn't bought in the supermarket before, pajamas and bath towels Needless to say, I even bought new sheets and pillows in the end.

Xiao Jiu: "Buy so many?"

Chi Ming intuited that the hairball finally understood something, but he was very thick-skinned, "It's Chinese New Year, change to something new."

Xiao Jiu let out a long "Oh".

Chi Ming's face was a little hot. Thick skin is one thing, but the heat conduction effect is very good.

After this afternoon of tossing, the originally empty hardcover apartment finally became popular.

From the living room to the bedroom, from the kitchen to the study, many pairs of items silently appeared, many of which were not directly the same style, such as pajamas, Chi Ming bought himself a check, and Yan Jiu bought the same color and texture stripe……

Chi Ming has been living independently for a long time, and his cooking standard is far above the average level, but he is usually busy. Firstly, he has no time, and secondly, he is too lazy to do it. To cook a meal, he needs to prepare all the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, onion, ginger, garlic and rice, and buy fresh The ingredients need to be washed, cut and cut. Frying and cooking are comparable to 10 martial arts, but it is only one dish and one bowl of rice for one person. It takes less than [-] minutes to eat a meal, and you have to wash it after eating. Put the pots and pans back to their original positions. When I am busy, I often buy food and leave it alive in the refrigerator before I finish it.

But it's different now.

Chi Ming made a few plates of fruit and snacks and put them on the coffee table, turned on the TV to pass the time for the three furballs, and went to the kitchen full of interest.

Considering that the three outside are all birds, all of his materials today avoid cannibalistic ingredients such as chicken, duck and goose. After roughly categorizing, he starts to operate according to the length of cooking time. The first thing is to make soup.

The meat is yellow beef that is suitable for winter. After cutting into pieces, wash them carefully with clean water. Slowly heat up, and then use this time to put in ginger and green onion, add a few whole grains of black pepper, peel and wash the yam and soak in water for later use...

After about half an hour, the smell of beef soup gradually soaked out, and with the warm water vapor drifting into the living room, the kitchen door was only ajar, and three dumplings were caught without any surprise.

Now, starting from the ground, they are stacked neatly from big to small. At the bottom is a pitch-black swan, in the middle is an owl with its chest raised up, and on top is a red-faced fur ball.

In front of food, whether it is a protected animal, a migratory bird, or a divine bird, their movements and expressions are surprisingly consistent, and there seem to be four big characters on their faces - waiting for food.

Chi Ming was chopping vegetables, and couldn't free his hand, so he walked over directly, leaned over the black swan's throne and the owl's cushion, and kissed the little parrot high above him, "Go outside and wait, it's not that fast."

Although it was agreed that Chi Ming would cook by himself, Xiao Jiu still wanted to help, looking left and right, looking for a job that would not cause trouble for him.

Chi Ming: "I don't need your help, give me a chance to show off, and I will replace you next time."

"Then I'm here to accompany you?" Xiaojiu swayed the long hair on the top of his head. He understood better when he was a bird than when he was a human. When he was in a good mood, the hair on the top of his head always wobbled, like three dog's tail grasses.

Chi Ming tilted his head, pointed his chin at his shoulder, and Xiao Jiu fluttered up, flew up and squatted down.

"Stand still, don't move around, and be careful not to fall into the pot later."

"Then what if you fall?"

"I'll eat you."

At the door, the two were still stretching their necks to watch, Xiao Jiu glanced over, and the two of them shrank their heads and ran away.

After the other meals are ready, Chi Ming lifts the lid of the casserole and sprinkles a layer of finely chopped chives, and dinner is now ready.

He went out to clean up the dining table, ready to put away the dishes and set the table, only to realize that something was wrong when he was done, and when he turned around, he saw three figures.

That's right, three, not birds, but people.

The first one from the left is "son" Xiaojiu, the second one is a boy with a wheat complexion, he seems to have never seen it before, but he looks familiar, and the third one...

Chi Ming: "Dongfang Xiaoxin?"

Dongfang Xiaoxin: "Um...well, good, hello."

Meimei: "I'm Meimei, I actually met you once, in the store, and my father was there, when you and His Highness the Ninth Prince..."

With a lollipop in her mouth, Xiao Jiu patted each of them on the head and pointed to the kitchen.

Dongfang Xiaoxin and Meimei stood at attention at the same time, then turned to the right, walked hand in hand, and went to help in the kitchen.

The corner of Chi Ming's mouth twitched, and he pulled Xiao Jiu into his arms and rubbed his head, "Be honest, how many birds are there beside me? Are you arranged?"

Xiao Jiu tilted her head, as if thinking, then dragged Chi Ming to the balcony, snapped her fingers, a small purple flame burst out from her fingertips, blown by the wind, like fireflies scattered, a moment later, more than ten An owl flew over, circled around, barely landed on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner, squeezed one by one, and soon squeezed into a cage of brown sugar buns just out of the pan, and then heard chirping birds from the green belt downstairs , The sparrows and magpies quarreled together.

Xiao Jiu flipped his palm and took the little flame back into his palm, and the birds below immediately stopped singing, "In this community, there are hundreds of them. Those downstairs are blind at night and dare not come up. Call anytime."

Chi Ming: "..."

The lollipop in Xiao Jiu’s mouth rolled from left to right, squinting his eyes and smiling, “I know that’s not what you’re asking, but that’s about it. Black Swan, my second uncle is Qing Luan from the dead house, you haven't seen his original body, have you? Shen Danqing is a mixed blood Suzaku."

"Can you still mix blood?"

"Well, but this is rare, and I don't know who the other half is."

Over there, Xiaoxin and Meimei had already put the food on the table, and they stood beside them straight, only their eyes were fixed on the dishes on the plate, and their Adam's apple rolled up and down suspiciously, as if they were swallowing saliva.

Chi Ming pulled Xiao Jiu to the table, "Does the mixed blood also bear fruit on the Vientiane tree?"

"It's a phoenix egg."

"After all, the fruit on the tree should be egg-shaped fruit."

"It's a phoenix egg."

Chi Ming rubbed Xiao Jiu's head with a smile, and gave him the rice spoon to help serve the rice.

Xiao Jiu glanced at the food, and crunched the sugar in his mouth.

Huaishan beef soup, sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy crab with rice cake, pan-fried small yellow croaker, three fresh vegetables, sweet-scented osmanthus wine glutinous rice balls... There are so many delicious things waiting, there is no time for him to eat sweets slowly.

If he was in the form of a bird now, he might be so happy that he would blow his hair. Fortunately, it is more convenient to maintain a human form and pretend to be calm. was born on the Vientiane tree."

After Chi Ming set the table and chopsticks, he sat down and poured a few glasses of low-alcohol bayberry wine.

Xiaojiu sat down next to him, looking around the dishes calmly, Chi Ming signaled Meimei and Xiaoxin to sit down, but they didn't dare, and finally couldn't bear the temptation of food, so they bite the bullet and sat down In the corner, as far away as possible from Chi Ming and Xiao Jiu, hugging a bowl each, hugging each other like Siamese twins.

Chi Ming was like a kindergarten principal, serving soup for them separately, and picking a small yellow croaker for Meimei alone.

Xiao Jiu glanced at the little yellow croaker with cat-like eyes.

Chi Ming grabbed his chin and turned his gaze back, "Happy New Year." He touched him with his cup as he spoke.

"Happy New Year." Xiao Jiu picked up the cup and took a sip. As soon as he put it down, Chi Ming scooped up the soup with a wooden spoon, blew it cool and brought it to his mouth, "Taste."

Maybe it was soaked by the hot fireworks on the table, a layer of crimson color appeared on Xiaojiu's face, she took Chi Ming's hand, drank the hot drink, and found that there was a small piece of Chinese yam in it, which was soft and delicious, and at the same time had The fragrance of beef and the refreshingness of yam.

He thought that Chi Ming was just feeding him a symbolic mouthful, but he didn't know that just after taking a mouthful of soup, another piece of soft white rice cake was sandwiched over there.

Xiao Jiu: "Do you want to feed me the whole time?"

"Otherwise, you are my son now."

The implication is that if you don't want to be raised as a son, you should obediently turn back into an adult.

Xiao Jiu pretended not to understand, took the rice cake with confidence, and said confidently: "It's delicious, I really should keep you."

Knowing that he did it on purpose, Chi Ming temporarily put down his chopsticks and dialed Professor Chi's phone number. The opening remarks were particularly neat: "Happy New Year, Dad, ask my mom to come over too, and show you my future daughter-in-law—"

As he spoke, he pointed the camera at Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu has always been fearless, but now he shrinks back suddenly, and under the cover of the table, he turns back to Yan Jiu in a blink of an eye. When Chi Ming pointed his phone at him again, he saw him pointing the phone at him. He has a serious face, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth is also extremely well-behaved.

The phone was on speakerphone, and only now did I hear Professor Chi's voice from the opposite side, "How do you see it? Where are you looking? I can't see it."

Chi Ming: "Oh, I forgot, this is not a video, wait a minute and take a photo for you."

It was only then that Yan Jiu realized that he had been tricked, but the phone was on, so he only stared at Chi Ming, still maintaining a cute smile on his mouth.

Over there, Chi's mother asked, "Is that the little boy you mentioned last time?"

Chi Ming: "Who else is there? How are you two, when will you be back? I'll take him to see you."

Professor Chi: "Fifteen, I will definitely be back before the fifteenth. What kind of child is that... Can I get along well with you?"

Chi Ming: "You will know when you see each other."

Chi's mother: "Photo, hurry up and take it, don't talk about it, hang up first, take a picture quickly."

Even if Chi Ming wants to take pictures now, Yan Jiu will definitely not cooperate. Fortunately, he has a stock, and he has already backed it up today. He sent a few photos, and then picked up food for Yan Jiu, nonsense: "Actually, my parents are fierce. gone."

"I didn't hear it."

"It's all fake."

Yan Jiu narrowed his eyes, "Will it be more fierce than my dad?"

Chi Ming leaned over and finally fulfilled his wish and kissed him on the mouth, "I'll find out when we meet, so do you agree?"

The author has something to say: Xiao Jiu: What is this dish?

Chi Ming: Sugar hot pot.

Xiaojiu: delicious?

Chi Ming: It’s not important, as long as it’s sweet enough, open your mouth, ah——