Otherworld pastoral daily life

Chapter 67Celebration

"Celebration? That's great! It just so happens that our two families are back now, and the old housing area is fully staffed, and we have a big happy event like Xiao Si Ning again. It's good for everyone to have a good time together. I'll see you soon." Go call Big Brother Mi Luo and Second Big Brother Niu, let's all have dinner at our house tonight."

As soon as Rong Bai mentioned the word "celebration", Mi Le's eyes lit up, who was always happy to join in the fun.

It's fine if you haven't encountered such a fun thing, but since you have encountered it, how can he give up?

He immediately made a final decision, saying that he could provide venue and meals.

"Hey, Mi Le, and you guys, neither busy nor busy." Seeing that the two had already started discussing the specifications and menu of the dinner, Wen He hurriedly interrupted, "Don't say you haven't taken the exam yet, Even if he really passed the exam, a child like him can't afford it."

"What can't afford it? It's a happy event, so it's time to celebrate. Besides, it's not a dust-cleaning feast between our family and Brother Miro's family. Two good things, no, it's three good things and one good, definitely affordable ,Do not worry!"

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, and you can beat a teacher to death with random punches...

No, why is this metaphor so weird?

Forget it, all in all, all in all.Although Wen He evaded in every possible way and didn't want to trouble everyone, but everyone was too enthusiastic and wanted to find an opportunity to have fun together. In the end, he could only "failure"...

"In this case, all the expenses for that night's meal will be mine." Wen He compromised.

"It's yours? How do you say that?" Rong Bai retorted with a smile, "How can we let you spend money when we gather together? Besides, it's a celebration for the children, so we, uncles and aunts, should do our best ah."

"That's the reason," Mi Le also smiled, obviously standing on the same front with Rong Bai, "and it's a bit early for us to talk about this now. I just sent a smart brain text message to Brother Mi Luo, and he will answer soon Come, let's discuss together."

"Hehe~, Xiao Lele, you are fast enough~." Rong Bai winked and gave Mi Le a meaningful look.This guy, he probably sent a text message already?I didn't tell you until now... Is it because I expected this situation?

"Of course!" Mi Le immediately returned a look of "each other, knowing each other".I mean it.

In an instant, the two reached an agreement, and the battle lines were completely unified.

Wen He: "..." Well, then he will just wait.

After being robbed by the two of them, Wen He really couldn't say anything more.Although he didn't know what they were planning in private, he still felt that it was not good to take advantage of others, and planned to fight for it after Miro's family came.

It's a pity that these three families are not short of money, and they are especially, special, and considerate of their current difficulties, and they will definitely fight against the enemy on one front. One family will directly provide the venue, and the two will share the purchase of materials, and the problem will be solved.

--solved?

Wen He: "..." Is it too late for him to say he won't participate?

Everyone has been discussing hotly, but in his spare time, Mi Le found that the smile on Wen He's face was a bit forced?

Don't let this big brother feel that he has been favored by them, he feels uncomfortable and owes everyone, and he is even displeased with their harsh attitude, scaring people away, right?

No, I was kind enough to find an opportunity for everyone to get together, and I really wanted to celebrate for the children, so don't make it to the end, and kindly do something bad...

Mi Le's eyes unconsciously glanced towards Rong Bai's direction, and happened to meet his gaze. The two of them stared at each other and smiled, paying attention to each other. When the topic changed, Wen Wen, who had already been marginalized, was turned away. He La entered the battle.

"Okay, now we have the venue and materials. Brother Wen He, you will be troubled by the position of chef." Rong Bai smiled at Wen He, but touched Mi Jiajia's head with his hand, " Our little Jiajia is also the host this time, so we have to help."

"Well, I'll help!" When Mi Jiajia heard that she still had work to do, she was filled with confidence and answered in a high-spirited manner.

"That's right, Brother Wen He's craftsmanship is well-known in the whole village, so we can't be lazy this time." Mi Le sipped his tea and expressed support.

This is true. Although Mi Le's own gourmet business has flourished, in fact, the local delicacies—especially those with good craftsmanship—are not inferior.

He knows his own affairs, and he was able to become famous in the interstellar world so quickly, and even occupy a place in the virtual online food industry, not because of his superb craftsmanship, but because of the 5000-year-old cultural tradition of the earth, which is perfect and similar to here. completely different.

Therefore, one is novelty and novelty, and the other is that although Mi Le's craftsmanship is not top-notch, it is still in the ranks of young masters. This allows Mi Le to earn a fortune for himself in a short period of time.

Mi Le said that although his family business is not big, it is not a problem to support his family...for example, raising his "wife" Tang Mu!

As for Wen He, although he could not stand out among the talented interstellar, he was not weaker than Mi Le in terms of skill alone.

Hearing what they said, Wen He was still a bit speechless in retorting, and seeing the anticipation on his brother's face, he couldn't help blushing, "Okay, as long as you don't dislike it, I will accept your love."

"Hey~, that's right. Brother, hurry up and draw up the menu, so we can start big shopping!"

After drawing up the list, everyone went to Rong Bai's house.

Although Miller's is also available, and there are enough places.But he and Miro's family were more considerate when they came back from the trip, and they would not add to the burden of cleaning, so, of course, the venue was changed to Rong Bai's house.

In fact, it stands to reason that to celebrate the children of other families, it is only natural that the venue should be at Wen He's house, but...

A brother who has just been divorced and is alone with two children, but it is reasonable for them to visit the house. If they are taking a few men to a party, that would not sound good.

In order to express his gratitude to everyone, Wen He really tried his best for the dinner, and tried his best to prepare a very rich and mouth-watering dinner, and everyone who ate had round stomachs.

After helping Rong Bai clean up, Mi Le was helped home by Tang Mu, and he collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to get up.

"I'm so full..." Mi Le squinted his eyes with a satisfied expression, and patted his own stomach.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Tang Mu sat down next to him with a funny face, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and helped him rub his stomach with the other, "Why do you eat so much? You don't take it easy. I don't know. Where are you eating?"

"You won't give me food?" Mi Le was unhappy when he heard this, and when he raised his eyes, he put on a high-ranking posture, and pointed his index finger fiercely on his chest, "Have you figured it out, our chef I am the head of the house, if you don't give me food, it's because I don't give you food, okay?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong. You are the boss in our family." Tang Mu was not angry at all when he was treated like this. Instead, he felt that his husband was very cute and sensitive, and couldn't help but grab that troublesome finger, " You can be gentle, my flesh is hard, don't pass your fingers."

Miller: "..."

Silently swallowing a mouthful of pain, Mi Le reconsidered deeply that his picture was broken: In terms of shameless skills, he is still too far behind, too much...

"Still uncomfortable? Why is your complexion even worse?" Someone's tone was worried, and the dog's paw actually climbed over the mountains and groves down the belly...

With a sound of "snap", the paw of the dog with no intentions was caught out of the clothes, and it was patted aside, "Where did you touch it? Hmm~? Did you touch the belly?"

"Cough cough, wrong hand, wrong hand."

"A mistake?" Mi Le's eyes were full of suspicion, but he was afraid that someone would break the pot, so he didn't point out further. He nodded his chin and pointed to the direction of the kitchen, "Go, make me a glass of sour plum juice. The stomach is uncomfortable and needs external force to resolve."

"Okay, I'll go right away." A certain person understood the essence of accepting as soon as he sees a deal, and stopped teasing him, and got up neatly to make the so-called sour plum juice.

Anyway, if you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple.Can the meat that has fallen into his bowl still escape?It's better to solve the current small problem first, and eat meat as soon as possible...

When Tang Mu arrived in the kitchen, he found an unsealed bottle of sour plum powder from the cabinet, and poured two cups of sour plum juice into the hot water according to the proportion.

Speaking of which, this sour plum powder is a recipe that Mi Le figured out by himself when he was on earth. When he first learned to make this from his master, for some reason, he always felt that the sour taste in it was strange, and he really couldn't get used to it.He simply added some other things himself to improve the taste.

After the new recipe came out, he took it to his master to taste. Unexpectedly, he also developed a way of making money and earned a lot of pocket money.

Therefore, when Mi Le arrived in Interstellar, harvested a lot of fruit, and made juice for sale, he remembered it again, so he used the existing materials and revised it again, and now there is the sour plum powder.

Of course, it is called sour plum powder, not because there are sour plums in it, but because Mi Le misses the earth.

Coincidentally, although the main ingredient in it is not sour plum, nor is it any fruit related to plum, but a mixture of many miscellaneous fruits.On the contrary, the sour-sweet taste in this sour plum juice is very similar to a fruit called red plum in Xingji.Therefore, it is not too surprising and puzzling to call out the name of sour plum.

Drinking the moderate temperature, freshly brewed good digestion medicine - sour plum juice, Mi Le squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, "Although I drink it in summer to relieve the heat, I didn't expect to drink it in winter. It's not a good taste." ~."

"Is it good to drink?" Someone with ulterior motives induced.

"It's delicious!" He concentrated on drinking the juice.

"Is your stomach still uncomfortable?" He asked tactfully.

"It's not uncomfortable anymore." She still buried her head in drinking juice.

"That's good~." Someone heaved a sigh of satisfaction after getting a satisfactory answer.

Mi Le: "..." What's wrong?

Wait, did he just say something amazing?