[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

After one person and one snake left, the stage fell into calm again. Hannibal sat next to Dana, facing Sherlock and Watson. There was a bowl of rice in front of each of them, and two large bowls of boiled fish in the middle.

"Can you use chopsticks?" Dana first asked Watson next to Sherlock. He liked the latter very much, so he was naturally willing to be more considerate.

"Uh, I can use a little." Watson raised his head in a little panic when he heard this, and he looked more like a cute teddy bear.

"You can go get help!"

Dana raised his eyebrows, implying that the other party could seek help from cohabitants.After the two Holmes brothers ate the dishes he cooked, they naturally learned to use chopsticks.

"It's okay, I think I can do it!" Watson sighed, and he tried to pick up the chopsticks in his hand. Although the posture was not natural, he was able to pick up things.

Sherlock heard the conversation between the two, especially after Watson rejected Dana's proposal, his light-colored eyes flashed a calm expression, he was not ready to help, of course, it would be a different matter if the latter asked for help .

Things became like this now. Sherlock skillfully used the chopsticks to keep putting the fish in the bowl into the bowl, while Watson on the side was a little rusty, and the chopsticks in his hand caught the fish loosely, and finally reached his own When the bowl came, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Watson didn't want to be faux pas when he was a guest in someone's house.

When the chopsticks clamped the fish into the mouth, an indescribable spiciness exploded in his mouth, and Watson couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The fresh and tender fish melts in the mouth, the taste is similar to crab meat, with a slightly sweet taste, and the lips seem to have the numb feeling of the fish sliding over it.

At the bottom of the bowl are bean sprouts, juicy and juicy, and the red sauce accompanied by the white stems just rightly relieved the greasyness just now.

At this time, the doctor finally understood why Sherlock didn't let him cook, and even brought him here. If it was him, he would probably make the same choice.

Really delicious!

What about Sherlock?

Watson turned his head to the side, trying to catch a glimpse of the disrespectful behavior of the cohabitant. Although this is a bit excessive, it is also worth admiring when thinking of the cuteness of a usually proud man.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Sherlock still had that lazy expression, but the focus in his light-colored eyes betrayed him. The man was carefully selecting fish with chopsticks, while he turned a blind eye to the bean sprouts on the side.

"Sherlock, you should eat some vegetables!" Watson also noticed this. He had corrected his cohabitant more than once, and now he might add it again.

"No!" Sherlock replied in a muffled voice, he didn't like vegetables, let alone eat them.

"Proper Vegetables Are Good For Your Body!"

Watson glanced at the awkward Sherlock next to him, cleared his throat, and spoke in a much more relaxed tone.

……

Sherlock looked back at Watson in displeasure, but saw an unquestionable look in those blue eyes as clear as the sky, and he was defeated.

The man first glanced at the porcelain bowl containing boiled fish, then at Watson next to him, pursed his lips, and finally stretched out his chopsticks in disgust to grab the bean sprouts below.

Watson withdrew his gaze in satisfaction. Although he felt that Sherlock was a bit like a child, he was willing to be more tolerant.

"Unexpectedly, doctor, you can actually make Sherlock eat vegetables!"

Dana completely witnessed the development of the whole thing, his gray-blue eyes were full of amazement, and he felt that maybe he had underestimated the other party's position in Sherlock's heart.

Perhaps this can be added to the message to Mike, and there can be one more person in the Holmes family for Christmas!

"???"

Hearing this, Watson raised his head to look at the owner, his blue eyes looked very docile, full of doubts.

"That guy hasn't liked vegetables since he was a child, and he likes to frown whenever he sees them. Except for Mike who can force him, even his mother can't make him take a bite."

The owner put down his chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the remaining sauce from the corner of his mouth, and made the final conclusion: "Like a wayward child!"

Watson nodded involuntarily, and he very much agreed with the other party's words.

He will never take a look at things he doesn't like, he is self-centered, like a willful cat.

Sherlock rarely looked away from the fish, and focused on the two people who were discussing him. He frowned and retorted, "I've eaten!"

Although he doesn't like vegetables, he has proper control over his swallowing to keep the body absorbing the proper vitamins.

"That's what Mrs. Holmes fed you!" Dana ruthlessly exposed his lie.

If it is said that the two Holmes brothers are most afraid of people, the top of the list must be their mother, the old lady Holmes, and the rest depends on the situation.

Sherlock snorted inexplicably, turned his head, but did not continue to argue, obviously he had acquiesced.

"Hello, hello?"

Watson widened his eyes in disbelief, and looked at the cohabitant next to him. In his impression, although the other person had a weird temper, he was a man who could do anything. To be sure, this man who had been to Afghanistan He asked worriedly: "Is it feeding food into your mouth?"

"Hmm!" Dana nodded happily, and very excitedly shared his friend's dark history with the other party: "Because he directly disobeyed his mother's words and only focused on playing with his mobile phone, which eventually caused the lady to come to him to be tough." put food close to his mouth."

Although Sherlock had been struggling desperately, it didn't work, because beside him was his nemesis - Mycroft Holmes.The 'Daying zhengfu' never took his eyes off the whole process.

"What a great mother!" A voice came from behind, and the two turned their heads involuntarily to look at the person coming.

Hannibal took out a gray striped handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped the corners of his mouth. Seeing the eyes of two people looking at him at the same time, he just smiled.

"The most important nutritional function of vegetables is to provide the body with vitamin C, carotene, minerals and dietary fiber. Obviously, the lady is thinking about the health of her youngest son."

"That lady was a great mother indeed!"

Dana was very satisfied with Hannibal's words, and his tone was full of pride. It seemed that he liked the lady very much, and the joy in his gray-blue eyes was almost overflowing.

"Charles, you have to thank your aunt."

"How's the taste?" Probably because the other party's words pleased him very much, it was the first time that Dana asked the man politely about the taste of his own dishes.

Although he is very confident.

Sure enough, the man's gray-brown pupils moved, and with a slight smile, he glanced at Dana next to him, and made a conclusion: "Very delicious!"

Indeed, as the man said, there was almost no fish meat or even bean sprouts in front of him, only the red soup remained.

"Thank you!" Dana was also very satisfied. He decided to temporarily decide to treat the long-term worker in the store better in the future. Such supportive guests are really a great motivation for the chef.

"How's the case?" Sherlock on the side swept away the fish in front of him, and then asked lazily on the chair.

"case?"

"It's about the disappearance of homeless people on this street!" Sherlock snorted impatiently, a little annoyed at Dana's knowingly asking, but his eyes were fixed on the smiling Hannibal.

He always had the feeling that he couldn't get away from this man!