Perhaps it is because of the tolerance of the elders towards the younger ones, Do Minjun ignores the children who appear in his living room and especially like to roll around on the carpet.

This led to the bad habit of Cui Xiaoxiao Children's Shoes unscrupulously going to the door after class and going downstairs before going to sleep.

Professor Du was watching a shopping guide on TV that day, in which he was teaching male compatriots how to use the simple vegetables left in the refrigerator to cook a fragrant and delicious miso soup.

Cui Xiaoxiao clamored to let her try it, but Professor Du couldn't scratch her temper, so she had to let go of the kitchen knife.But he stood on the side with his chest folded, watching Cui Xiaoxiao's knife-wielding career with a blank expression.

It stands to reason that when Cui Xiaoxiao moved to Jincheng Apartment by herself, the professor usually went to school or didn't come back in time. She called for takeaway.Or go to Cui Yingdao's side to harm Nawa to eat at a roadside stall.

In Dou Minjun's consciousness, Cui Xiaoxiao's cooking is definitely fork, fork, and fork.

NG, NG, and then NG.

But what surprised him was that the girl cut the vegetables with a knife that was extremely precise, and every slice of potato was very even, and it was completely impossible to tell that she was a child who never did housework.

"Where did you learn your knife skills?" Professor Du finally asked depressedly after she finished cutting four potatoes. He remembered that the first time he cut potatoes, they were all of different sizes.

Cui Xiaoxiao raised her head and was surprised to see Dou Minjun frowning.It's just that the shopping guide lady on TV began to explain the next step, and Cui Xiaoxiao followed the steps slowly. "When my brother washes the dishes in the kitchen, I sometimes help as a chef's assistant, cutting a lot of things, but at first I cut food for the employees, although now I can only cut materials for the employees' restaurant."

Even so, Cui Xiaoxiao's knife skills and craftsmanship are much better than those of his peers.Du Minjun patted Cui Xiaoxiao's head with his hand, he liked to touch this child's head more and more recently.

It feels very good.

After seeing her quickly follow the program through these steps, Dou Minjun stood by and couldn't help at all.But according to his personality, he couldn't learn to help such a thing at all.Even though he has "slight" cleanliness and a sense of conceit, he has been weak in cooking since 400 years ago.It seems because of the diners around.The constant beautification of food, as well as the introduction of new dishes from the far west and east, are all cravings.

"Will you cook traditional Korean cuisine?" Do Minjun suddenly asked. He remembered the food he often ate when he was an astrologer more than 300 years ago.

Cui Xiaoxiao shook her head doubtfully, "Nowadays, hotels don't know how to make this kind of thing. Dad's hotel is full of Michelin chefs. If the professor wants to eat authentic Korean beef patties, I can give it a try."

When Dou Minjun heard this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he was in a particularly good mood.After thinking about it again, a series of food burst out. "Kimpap, rice sausage, beef stew, pumpkin porridge, bibimbap, vegetable buns..."

Cui Xiaoxiao's face darkened the more he heard it. Who told the professor these things?Why did she have a feeling of walking into the snack street. "Should we add potato cakes, carrot cake? And kimchi?"

Dou Minjun felt that he had talked too much, so he shut up obediently, and put the snack made by Cui Xiaoxiao on the table.

"Professor, actually... you can buy these outside." You don't need to make so many at home, you can eat them all outside.Cui Xiaoxiao's face was full of hot beef, "Professor, are you really Korean? There are quite a few small clam soup restaurants closest to the apartment, and there is what you want to eat, Professor."

It's a pity that the professor is not, but the professor has a deep influence on Korean culture and history, so he never eats roadside stalls, never stays in snack bars, let alone cook at home.

In addition to the fact that only Zhang Yingmu has known his non-human physique for 400 years, Do Minjun also does not want to eat other people's saliva outside.

In short, he vowed to die that he would not reveal his obsession with cleanliness.

"Really?"

Cui Xiaoxiao looked at his disbelieving or indifferent appearance in his clothes, and sighed, "Actually, if you want to go, Professor, we can go to eat on weekends. There are more companies near Dazhidong, so there will be fewer people on weekends. And I am underage. , Professor, you don’t drink alcohol, so we can pack what we like to eat and enjoy it slowly.”

Overcome the basic functions of professors: understand the life habits of professors.

Dou Minjun thought about it, and thought it was not bad, so he readily agreed.

As everyone knows, the trouble started when the two entered the shop.

Of course, at this time, the two of them were reading and talking about the latest news while eating.

It was around ten o'clock before Dou Minjun drove Cui Xiaoxiao back downstairs.But his hearing is super good, even in a compound apartment, he can hear Cui Xiaoxiao singing Aliee's "Heaven" while taking a bath in the bathroom. The ultimate song was sung by her with no five notes, joyful and unrestrained.

"Tomorrow is Monday, so let people not sleep." He clutched his forehead, feeling the urge to rush downstairs to silence the girl's singing.But... how strange, such a voice sounded particularly tempting at night.

She is obviously the most ordinary girl, and she won't stand out in the crowd of tens of millions. Even if her family is rich and her prospects are bright; there are many more tough, intelligent, and beautiful girls than her, but her voice, Coming across the wall boundary.

Can't escape.

This kind of feeling makes Du Minjun return to the heartbeat of meeting Yihua 400 years ago in an instant, full of uncertain emotional factors.Such an uncontrolled way of thinking is not Dou Minjun's usual style, even if he is indifferent, he is a little caught off guard when faced with this outburst of emotion.

After thinking for a long time, the singing sound was still in his ears, he sighed, turned on the light, and walked slowly towards the study.

With some thoughts, after trying it once, I dare not touch it again.

After losing Yihua back then, I spent a lot of aimless days, and when I think about it, it can be regarded as a waste of time.In the past 400 years, I have also understood the reason for such feelings.

He came to the earth knowing nothing, and during the short time when Yihua wandered with him, was chased and even died at the end, he finally understood the jealousy, curiosity, lust, even pity and wrong love of human beings.

The Keplers in Cygnus are too simple, and they don't understand the malice from the earth at all.That's why in the end, he chose to take her to escape. Even if he was forced to walk on the cliff, he was unwilling to hurt the fragile human beings, he was unwilling to violate the law of protection of the cosmic star sea, and he was even unwilling to admit that the girl's death was because of him.

I turned halfway through "Edward's Wonderful Journey" in my hand, and what I saw was such a narrative.

Until he met a doll that lived 100 years,

Tell him, "You must be full of anticipation and hope,

You have to think in your heart,

There must be someone who loves you,

And who will be the next person you want to love? "

Who will be the next person I want to love?

Dou Minjun put the book on his chest, looking at the stars full of windows in his heart.

Then, he heard the girl muttering beside the pillow: "Professor Du..."

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