Evil Spiritist

You don't have to get up early to work in the bar, but you are greedy for night. From [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m. every day, you can freely allocate the time during the day.

Situ Tian assumes that he sleeps for six hours straight every day, and cooks his sons' breakfast before going to bed. He has done his best, and he should wake up around [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

From the afternoon to [-]:[-] pm, besides feeding his sons, he also wanted to do something to enrich the lives of his sons.

Both the eldest and the second child should have passed the school age, but because the whole family is from black households, they couldn't follow the routine and go to school like children.

There's no way, it's all the fault of my predecessor.

He met bad people, believed the bad guys, and the secret of his power was exposed. Even with his own spiritual power, the future of his sons and himself were all ruined.

That was a matter of heaven, but he, Situ Tian, ​​was unwilling to hide like this for the rest of his life.

At least...don't let the sons suffer.

After Situ Tian woke up, he meditated for a while, and then got up quickly. The bun who had stayed up all night waiting for him was still asleep, but the fifth child was woken up by his movements because his whole body was on Situ Tian's body.

I really don't blame my father for this matter, my father's movements are already very light, but he can't stand the little nerve of the fifth child, which is different from ordinary people, it can be awakened by the wind and grass.

"I'm sorry, Slater, you can go back to sleep for a while, Dad will cook for you." Situ Tian didn't know the situation of the fifth child, and felt deeply guilty, so he gave Slater a mark on his cheek Two wet kisses.

Although this little bun's face is not as fleshy as the fourth child's, it tastes quite good when kissed.

Situ Tian kissed a few more times, but Slater was very calm about his obvious behavior of taking advantage.

Because he was already shocked by the man's words about cooking.

There is no way, the main reason is that Situ Tian's culinary skills are too lethal, and now even the boss can put on an expression that does not match his personality when he hears that Situ Tian is going to cook.

Xiong Mao, a die-hard boiled fish loyalist, has almost hated it all his life.

Dad V5~~

"No..." Finally breaking free from the magic spell of cooking, Slatter held on to the corner of Dad's clothes. He wanted to pull his arms, but the man was holding dirty clothes with both arms. His height is too limited now, except for this cuteness Full of action, nothing can be done.

"Think, drink porridge."

"Congee? Barley, glutinous rice and red dates?"

Just hearing the name of porridge is full of deterrence, Slater hastily added, "No, white porridge is fine."

White porridge, something tasteless, men can't make it too "overdone".

Situ Tian nodded, not noticing the tangled expression on his youngest son's drool-stained face, he got into the kitchen with a handful of dirty clothes, laughing and cooking porridge.

White porridge...that stuff is so nutritious.

Dad Jiang didn't intend to listen to his son in this regard, so he took the initiative to add some vegetables and meat in it. The white flowers are dotted with colors, which looks very beautiful and fresh, but the taste... makes a few steamed buns stomach ache.

Why does the white porridge smell like boiled fish? Is our family really going to hate boiled fish all our lives?

"Hi—I'm full." Long Chensi was called up to eat in a daze, but he couldn't hold it after just two sips.

Which bastard came up with the idea to drink porridge when you wake up at noon?Even if there is a bit of lean meat in it, isn't it oily and watery?

Really... how full can this thing be!Braised big hoof, big elbow and pork ribs should be served!

Although the taste is average, it has a good taste and a chewy texture.

Situ Tian was a little worried, "Is this good to eat? Is your stomach still hurting?"

"No..." Long Chensi couldn't bear such a deeply concerned gaze. He was so awkward that he wished he could smash a hole in the ground and hide in there. After hesitating for a while, he finally explained, "Yes. It’s a little uncomfortable, but it’s all right, and I’m sure I’ll be able to eat and drink spicy food at night.”

"Okay, Dad will make braised pork for you that night."

"Long live!" The child of the Long family rushed over to rub the man with great satisfaction.

Sure enough, it is worth biting the bullet and talking too much.

Si Lang sat next to him, with a bright smile on his face, drinking the vegetable and lean meat porridge peacefully, showing no reluctance at all.

It always feels like home.

Home... seems to be pretty good.

"inflammation."

"Ah."

After drinking two bowls, Si Lang rarely said solemnly to the boss, "I think you can try it." The only possibility that can make men give up cooking is for them to take over.

The second child is an experimental genius and a kitchen idiot.

The third and younger children are too small to hold a frying pan but not reach the stove.

Only the boss could completely take away Situ Tian's chance to enter the kitchen.

"Yan, you must succeed! Our stomach depends entirely on you."

"Okay, I will try my best." The boss suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavy, and there was a long way to go. It was rare for the little wolf to ask him to do something so seriously.

You must push it up!

The afternoon passed gradually as Situ Tian taught the buns how to read and sew.

The third child and the fourth child are relatively skinny, and there will always be some holes in the small socks and trousers. Many of these are sewn by Situ Tian himself, and it is really not willing to throw them away if they are even damaged.

Laundry, grocery shopping, cooking, making clothes, a lot of housework... Now that I have found a regular job, the time is actually not particularly abundant, but I still insist on taking a little time to teach the buns simple arithmetic and simplified characters.

Although all five of them knew this, none of them refuted the man's serious and calm face.

He is really for our good.

He is really giving his all, raising us.

What a strange man, he seems to have completely changed after a serious illness. He no longer treats them indifferently, with rotten food and stinky water. Instead, he really treats them as his own flesh and blood. , if someone bullies you, you will be the first to rush forward and desperately regardless of yourself...

Sometimes, intentions are more important than actions, and they can move you more.

"In the future, I'll help with the laundry." Long Chensi curled his lips and whispered.

Situ Tian was preparing to go out to work, so he didn't hear this sentence, but Xiong Mao, who was nearby, just held up the test tube and heard Xiaolong's words, and walked over with a smile and rubbed his head, using the excuse of playing with the dirt this afternoon, to go out and find someone to replace him. A small piece of meat loaf came and was fed to Xiaosi with flushed cheeks, "With the second brother here, it's not your turn to be the fourth."

"Hmph." Long Chensi pouted, chomping on the meatloaf.

Just today, let’s temporarily admit that you are the second brother...

You won't be tomorrow anyway.

When is there meat to eat, when is the second brother (*^___^*)

Xiong Mao shook his head helplessly, watching the man leave with a nest of buns.

On the balcony, Slater held up a small shovel and waved with the man.

The man downstairs was so moved that his heart trembled immediately, and he raised his arm in a silly way to greet him, which made Slater want to turn around and run back to the house, but his feet remained motionless as if rooted on the ground.

Because the people living here are not very good people, unless they are short-sighted, they will come to the criminal base camp to work as a criminal. Situ Tian heard from Uncle Hong that the security here is very good.

However, before he went out, he repeatedly told his sons that his father had brought the key, and no one who knocked on the door could open it.

All the way to the bar happily, Uncle Hong and several old people are already busy, but because there are special negotiations in some boxes today, there are more service boys to deal with, and there are a few shortages in other positions.

The foreman at the front desk got a nod from Brother Niu, and ran to the back kitchen to recruit staff.

"Situ, it just so happens that you come with me too. It's okay, you don't need to go there to help, just go for a meal with Sitong."

==The main reason for not arranging it in a special box is to worry that the itchy hands in the back kitchen will kill them.

All of them were militants, but this Situ Tian seemed quite honest, and since he was a newcomer who hadn't established himself yet, he should be able to work steadily.

Compared with the other group, the foreman was more at ease with Situ Tian.

"Okay, I'll talk to Uncle Hong."

"Okay, then you change your uniform."

The so-called uniform is actually a set of dark blue suits with rough handwork. Situ Tian thinks that the selection of materials and workmanship are not as good as his own.

It's a bit too big for the body, and the shoes don't match very well, but it can't stand my father's good temperament, and he really wears this ragged suit like an elite scholar.

"Haha, this man still has to rely on clothes. Come on, follow along."

"Okay." Situ Tian smiled, very conscious of a wage earner.

At the beginning, he followed the food and brought a cold plate of fruit, but later because of the transfer of manpower, he heard that there was no agreement in the box and a war started.

Situ Tian was transferred to the front desk again, and if he didn't have his own bartender, he would be completely insane.

"Dude, you're here, savior..." The bartender stuffed a bunch of notes into Situ Tian's hands with a full face, and said, "Serve the guests according to the table number."

As a skilled worker, he really couldn't handle the group of men and women who seemed to be on drugs.

Walking around the dance floor table, my butt was almost swollen from being pinched.

Situ Tian nodded, took his wine and plunged into the crowd, and chose places with few people. Although he took a detour, he accidentally avoided many salty pigs.

"A new recruit from the old cow over there? It's a good seed." A man flicked his cigarette gracefully, and teased with a smile in his eyes, "But Leonard, I really have you, let the prince negotiate on your behalf , in case the little ancestor is accidentally injured...hehehe."

"It's already pinched." Leonard smiled lightly, completely ignoring the man's first words.

It's nothing more than falling in love with a beauty and thinking about it a little bit.

But soon he found that his friend's eyes became straight.

Because Hao Miaozi has come over and served them wine on this table.

"Sir, the drink you ordered." Situ Tian was not familiar with the name of the wine, so it would be embarrassing not to mention it.

The man smiled and nodded, "Thank you."

Up close, he looks more refined. He is really a handsome boy, but he is a little thinner. I don't know how he feels when he holds him.

In the end, because of this familiar voice, Leonard, who originally wanted to say a few words, was also stunned.

He raised his head and just met Situ Tian's gaze, which was not clear in this dim place, but was particularly eye-catching.

It's him.

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