Wake up, your vest is off [Live]

Xiao's kitchen became a mess.

The meat had been burnt to a charcoal color, and the pot was clearly out of order, as if it had just undergone a chemical explosion.

Sitting in the living room, He Yuan and He Jian could still smell the lingering smell of paste.

"Let's drink tea." Xiao Guangming changed his clothes and washed his face clean, with an obvious tiredness in his expression.

"Why did it burn black? Didn't you watch the fire?" He Jian asked.

Xiao Guangming frowned slightly, and said a little angrily: "My wife is on duty at the hospital. I was processing some materials on the third floor, and asked my younger son to watch the fire for me, but he ran out to play."

"Hey, children's paper, it's all like this." He Jian laughed, "I wish Goose would go out to find friends more, it's so fun to have friends."

He Yuan sat beside him drinking tea, kept silent and pretended that he didn't exist.

This kind of chat between the elders, most of the younger generations can't get in their mouths, but they have to sit by the side to accompany them.

"Hmph." Xiao Guangming was very upset, "His friends are not in good shape, they fool around every day. I think tonight, he must be drunk again to go home."

"Wow." He Jian showed a very interested expression, "This is youth, kids should run like puppies, and come home sweaty and dirty, how fun it is."

"It would be great if he could be like your son. He is mature and down-to-earth, and he will definitely become a great weapon in the future." Xiao Guangming looked at He Yuan with a bit of envy in his eyes, "If my son leaves home, he can only I went to perform under the flyover."

He Yuan reluctantly met the other party's eyes, and then looked away again.

Xiao Guangming looked to be over 50 years old, about the same age as He Jian.Wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, his hair is neatly combed, and there is little smile on his face, he looks like a cold-faced elite.

If it wasn't for just seeing him nearly blow up his own kitchen.

"My goose is dripping from wood, and I can sit still all morning." He Jian said.

The two old fathers took a sip of tea at the same time and thought, "If only his son were my son."

The two sat opposite each other, and sighed deeply from the bottom of their hearts.

Half an hour later, Xiao Guangming got up to see off the guests, and politely sent the He family father and son outside the gate.

The last bit of drunkenness left by He Yuan had completely dissipated, and on the way back, he remembered that he hadn't returned any news from An'an, so he took out his phone again.

"Who are you chatting with?" He Jian rarely saw him looking down at his phone while walking.

This kind of behavior is in line with the characteristics of young people, and Dad is very satisfied.

"It's not who." He Yuan didn't want to answer in detail.

If He Jian knew that he had made friends, he would definitely be very interested and ask endless questions.

He Yuan clicked on the dialog box with An An, and saw that the other party sent him a few more photos of fireworks.

After a while, the venue was changed. Judging from the photos, it was probably an entertainment venue such as a bar.

It seems that this little boy is quite playful, he spends his time outside on New Year's Eve, and it's almost ten o'clock now.

He Yuan sent a message "go home early".

The other party returned a voice message.

He Jian was right next to him, but He Yuan didn't dare to listen, so he clicked to transfer the text.

Two words come out: don't.

He Yuan sent a question mark, and An An sent a few more voice messages.

They just arrived home at this moment, He Yuan changed his shoes and went straight to his room.

He Jian looked at his son's back suspiciously.

He Yuan locked the door upside down, then hung up the earphones and listened to An An's voice message.

There was a lot of noise over there, and An An's voice sounded unhappy and a little drunk.

"If you don't go home, my dad just scolded me and asked me to sleep on the street tonight."

"I was asked to learn from my brother before, and now I am asked to learn from other people's sons."

"What's so good about someone else's son? Maybe he looks like a human outsider, but he secretly picks his feet when he returns home."

He Yuan thought of his sister uncontrollably, and typed to agree.

Wall: Indeed.

An An sent another message: "It's so annoying, brother, so annoying, so annoying."

He Yuan was not very good at comforting others, so he replied with an emoji of "touch the little yellow bird's head".

"I don't want to be scolded." The other party's voice was melancholy with a bit of grievance, hoarse and hoarse, as if he was about to cry: "I don't want to sleep on the street, it's so cold outside, bro, I'm sure to be frozen hard tomorrow morning. "

The boys' laughter can be heard in the background sound, probably laughing at him for drinking and talking nonsense.

Wall: Looking for a hotel to make do for one night?

This time the other party didn't reply right away, and He Yuan waited for a while with his phone, but he didn't get any new news.

He Yuan wanted to make a voice call, but remembered that the other party seemed to have a lot of friends around him, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

Finally, after hesitating for a while, he still sent an extra message.

Wall: Call me tonight if you can't find a place to stay.

If they really lived closer, He Yuan might be able to take him in for a night.

He Yuan didn't turn off his phone when he slept that night, and put his phone next to his pillow, but he didn't hear from An An all night, and he didn't know if he finally returned home.

The first day of the Lunar New Year arrived, and He Jian bombarded the two children early in the morning, and stuffed a red envelope into the sleepy He Yuan.

There is not much money in it, just to get a good fortune for the Chinese New Year. Anyway, it is difficult to spend cash these days, and it is like a commemorative banknote in your hand.

Three guests came to the family today, all of them are high-level executives of He Jian's company, one legal officer and two general managers.

I didn't talk about business when I came here, I gathered a table with He Jian to play mahjong from dawn to dusk.

He Jian was grinning the whole time, but in the end he was very cunning and cunning, he would always win if he knew how to count cards, and piled up a hill of chips.

He Yuan couldn't stay in the living room, the sound of mahjong was too loud, so he stayed in the room all day, and ate the New Year's goods at home in the evening.

The time at home was really too slow, mainly because there was nothing to do, so He Yuan opened the V station to watch others build glass houses in the game.

After watching it for 10 minutes, he found it boring, and when he exited, the home page just refreshed.

On station v, the homepage of the video is a metaphysical event. Sometimes it is because of the high popularity, and sometimes the website intends to support newcomers and increase their exposure.

He Yuan slid down, and the content on the homepage was varied, most of which were funny videos, such as "Visiting relatives with a wig and women's clothing during Chinese New Year".

There are also food videos that record the New Year's Eve dinner. He Yuan felt that the cover didn't attract him much, until the picture of a muscular man broke into his sight.

The picture is not a real person, but an anime character with a very muscular body.

I thought this was also a funny video, but it turned out that the tag was a food live broadcast.

The title of the live broadcast is "Learn to Cook from Scratch", and the main ID of the up is "One Bite Man", which is indeed the same as the cover.

He Yuan wasn't full from the New Year's goods, and happened to be a little hungry, and wanted to see people painting cakes to satisfy his hunger, so he ordered in.

There are not many people in the live broadcast room, only a few dozen. The up master is obviously a newcomer, and the number of fans is still in single digits.

The camera is facing the cooking table, the pattern of the slate is very unique, it should be specially ordered.

The anchor is wearing gloves at the moment, checking the chicken wings that are being marinated in the stainless steel pan.

[Look hungry, my family never let me eat chicken wings, saying that hormones are too much qaq]

"Half an hour has passed, it should be marinated." The anchor said in a particularly rough voice.

Sounds like a real muscle man, but there is something weird about it.

[Why do you deliberately use this voice to speak (scratching your head.jpg)]

The anchor opened the fire confidently, skillfully poured a circle of oil into the pan, and then put in only one chicken wing.

"Fry it." After the anchor finished speaking, the oil jumped up and crackled.

I don't know if it's He Yuan's illusion, but he always feels that the host's methods are somewhat familiar.

Very similar to Ann.

He Yuan suspected that this person quietly opened a new account, didn't tell him, and pretended to be a macho.

[The fire can be lowered, it will burn if it is cooked like this]

[Why just put one, you can fry them all together]

The anchor turned the chicken wings with chopsticks, the bottom was already a lot mushy, and the chicken wings were not held firmly and fell back into the pot hard, splashing a lot of oil.

【Wow, it won't splash people (cover your eyes.jpg)】

[It’s really learning to cook from scratch, cheers, anchor]

There were a little more people in the live broadcast room, and the anchor left for a second or two before returning with a bottle of blue Coke.

He Yuan was stunned, watching the blue coke being poured into the pot, the chicken wings were gradually dyed green.

【I am really scared】

[Don't dare to speak, as if poisoned qaq]

"The first one is finished." The host said roughly again, putting the blue-green chicken wings on the plate, "The rest of the steps are the same."

The anchor put the second chicken wing into the washed pot, this time pouring red wine.

[As if I guessed the ending (shocked.jpg)]

[666 anchor really knows how to play]

He Yuan actually stayed in this live broadcast room for half an hour. The anchor used Mirinda and other soft drinks to dye each chicken wing in a different color.

As soon as the plates are arranged, there are green, red, purple, yellow, and even white ones, which are boiled with condensed milk.

"It's done." Joy emerged in the anchor's voice, and brought a plate of five chicken wings to the camera. "This is colorful chicken wings. I wish you all a happy new year and peace."

He Yuan was stunned when he heard this sentence, and through this colorful plate of chicken wings, he was basically convinced of his guess.

This person is An An.

[The anchor is very cute, add attention]

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I just started learning to cook too, it's so kind to watch the live broadcast of the anchor, let's work hard together! ! ! 】

[I'm so greedy for this plate of chicken wings, I'm afraid there is something wrong qaq]

The anchor finished the stuff and started broadcasting it. He Yuan didn't pay attention to him, and was thinking about whether he should expose him in private.

He didn't do that in the end, and decided to observe quietly for a while.

He Yuan pursed his lips, feeling hungry after watching the live broadcast, so he got up and went downstairs, ready to cook some noodles for himself.

The mahjong players downstairs hadn't stopped, so He Yuan went straight to the kitchen and smoked a handful of dried noodles.

His cooking skills are actually not very good, but his performance is much more stable than that of An An, at least the food he cooks can be eaten.

The pots in the kitchen of Kagaki’s house are facing the window, and you can still see a corner of the garden outside while cooking.

He poured some water into the pot, and while waiting for the hot water to boil, his eyes stayed on the window sill.

The stove extends out in an arc shape, which is the original design of the house.

But this shape...why does it seem so similar to the one in the live broadcast just now?

To be precise, it should be exactly the same.

The water in the pot was already boiling, but He Yuan's thoughts drifted away, and he didn't have time to pay attention.

In his memory, when he went to the neighbor's house to fight the fire last night, he vaguely saw the cooking table in the other's house.

Just like the one in the live broadcast.

He Yuan was stunned, he couldn't digest it all at once, he could barely think of the neighbor complaining angrily about his son going out to play last night.

An An ran out last night and was scolded by his father.

There are various indications that An An actually lives next door to him and is his neighbor.

With a bang, the boiling water in the pot overflowed, pouring the flames below into the air.

He Yuan was forced to come back to his senses, quickly turned off the fire, and instantly didn't want to eat noodles.

This world must be too amazing.

The author has something to say: continue tomorrow.

Gakigaki probably didn't expect that there was something even more miraculous.

An An: I was recognized as soon as the broadcast started [Little Yellow Bird Flapping Wings.jpg]

-感谢在2020-08-2323:56:28~2020-08-2423:55:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: There are songs in the cloud, is tc together today, and Mo Xuanyi is one;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：锑貂拉面20瓶；墨轩逸10瓶；橙子粥6瓶；一只啾啾、40766569、溪上青青草、易于行舟5瓶；闇月2瓶；兰芷、云羡秋、木瓜黄不长很短、俞千风、南小息1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!