Reserved food, he has cubs

Mingyi's face turned pale again, he couldn't make a sentence, and he denied in a panic: "No, no... I don't know him, no..."

He Chen saw that his complexion was not right, as if he had suddenly fallen into some nightmare, and began to feel frightened again.So He Chen also stopped, not continuing this topic.He thought about what the carp spirit had said before, and Mingyi's attitude towards monsters was weird...it was really weird.

After that, Gu Di stayed here and chose a small courtyard to live in.Fortunately, he was quite sensible, he chose a very remote courtyard, and there were hardly any people showing up, Ming Yi didn't show any discomfort, and He Chen didn't do anything to him.

But after Mingyi, he really began to resist going out, as if he would encounter many bad things if he went out of this way.Carp Essence ran out and volunteered to go grocery shopping, so he really started shopping for them.

When she went, He Chen didn't say much, just thought about it, and told him to buy the expensive ones.

When it was time to cook, Mingyi came to the kitchen confidently.

When he is at home, not to mention the food that people eat, he can even prepare the bran that pigs eat, and feed the pigs at home so that they are smooth and smooth, which is amazing.

But when he really stood in the kitchen, he stared blankly at the set of utensils and ingredients in front of him.

I don't know any of them.

He picked up what was in front of him, barely recognizing this.This big white piece, translucent, and silky, is probably a vermicelli?It's amazing how the fans in the capital all look different from them.

When they used to be at home, it was rare for them to have this.Occasionally, my mother would tacitly allow him to take out a small stick and slowly roast it under the stove until it was white and crispy, and then the children would gather together and eat it.

It smells so delicious, he likes it.

Ming Yi squinted his eyes to recall, then tentatively reached out to pick up the "fan", trying to stuff it into the stove.If you want to give He Chen a taste of such a delicious food, he will definitely like it too.

His hand was caught by He Chen who was beside him.

He Chen looked over with a frown, his expression a little bewildered: "What are you doing?"

Mingyi looked up at him innocently: "I want to cook it and eat it. Burn the vermicelli on the fire and eat it. It's delicious. He Chen, can you try it?"

He Chen closed his eyes.

The bird's nest, which is as expensive as gold, probably never thought that one day it would receive such a noble treatment in this life.

Mingyi touched the "fans" cherishingly: "I didn't expect to be able to eat it again in the capital... Roast it, it's delicious. Roasting this is also very difficult, and it will be burnt if you are not careful, but every time The ones I bake are the best, white and crunchy, not sticky, and my younger brothers and sisters love to eat them."

He Chen was silent for a while, and slowly let go of the hand holding his wrist, and didn't stop him anymore, and didn't say anything anymore.

Ming Yi laughed: "He Chen, you wait." Then, he peeled off part of the bird's nest, carefully put it under the stove, and roasted it on the fire.

He Chen looked down at him, his eyebrows and eyes were warmed by the warm firelight from the open stove, and the fire light was jumping, his eyebrows and eyes looked more lively and warm, and a faint shadow hung down his eyelashes.

"You used to eat vermicelli every day?"

Ming Yi was startled, he didn't expect He Chen to ask such a thing.He shook his head frankly and said: "No, it's rare to eat them. Usually, they eat glutinous rice flour, steamed corn bread, and beans."

He Chen was startled and frowned.He looked at Mingyi, silently for a while.

After a while, when Mingyi took out the "fan" again, he was stunned.

The "fans" were not confused, but turned into something soft, Ming Yi looked at it for a while, but couldn't understand what happened.

He was a little at a loss, and went to look at He Chen: "He Chen, this..."

He Chen was silent for a while, then shook his head lightly: "This kind of...fans are quite special, so we probably have to do it differently."

"I'll do it." He lowered his eyes lightly.

He took the rest of the bird's nest and recalled some ways of making bird's nest that he had seen.He first fetched some clear spring water, soaked the bird's nest, then took the bamboo shoots and mushrooms, and shredded them into slices.

As he cut and cut, he became a little lost in thought.What is he doing now, cooking for a food reserve?

Ming Yi walked around, busy helping him wash the vegetables and deliver things, very well-behaved.Seeing He Chen looking over, he raised his face, bent his eyes and smiled at him: "He Chen, what's the matter?"

He Chen paused, then slowly shook his head, turned his gaze back, and continued to chop vegetables.

In the past, he would never have thought that he would do such a thing.And I didn't feel a little irritable when I did it, even...

Even, it seems to be pretty good.

It's... so weird.

After a while, the two brought the finished things to the table.One bowl of bird's nest per person, soaked in light golden chicken soup, served with shredded bamboo shoots and sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms.

"Try it." He Chen looked at Ming Yi without moving.

Mingyi picked up the small silver spoon, scooped up a little seriously, and ate it slowly, looking very cherished.

After drinking it, he narrowed his eyes with a smile: "It's so warm."

He Chen looked at him for a while, then lowered his eyes, and took a spoonful to drink.It is still bland and tasteless, but I always feel that it seems to be different from the taste I have eaten before.

He Chen raised his eyes to look at Mingyi again, and saw that he had a satisfied face, he really thought it was delicious.Forget it, as long as you like to eat this reserve grain.It's just that he eats it.

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At night, He Chen had already cleared away the fog in the house.

The last time the food reserve almost ran out, it was really...

After that time, He Chen vaguely realized that although he didn't know why, the grain reserve really wanted to come to him at night.

After the fog intensified, he couldn't find himself, and he seemed to have touched the door of the house.

So from then on, He Chen no longer set up a fog.

He... doesn't hate being in contact with this food reserve either.

Sure enough, when the moon was in the sky tonight, He Chen was still sitting in the pavilion.I saw the grain reserve walking over unsteadily.

There was also a small tail following behind, biting the trousers of the food reserve worriedly, and barking "Wow, woof, woof".

Mingyi went around a few times, but he seemed to be unable to find his way again.He Chen lowered his eyes, quietly raised his ring-wearing finger, and nodded around.

The surrounding thick fog almost condensed into a solid body, and soon Mingyi walked along the path to the pavilion.

The puppy was stopped not far away by the fog, barking anxiously.Ming Yi seemed to be able to hear something vaguely, and paused in his steps towards He Chen, hesitating to turn back.

"Tsk." He Chen was a little irritable. For some reason, he suddenly felt that it was not a wise move to bring such a little thing in.He raised his hand, and the puppy finally ran in happily.

Only then did Ming Yi turn his head and walk towards He Chen step by step.

He Chen looked at him for a while, only to realize that he was actually barefooted, with one pair of feet directly stepping on the ground, almost glowing in the night.

He Chen glanced at it twice, a little lost in thought, and then came back to his senses after a while, frowning deeply.

He Chen didn't wait for the food reserve to come over, so he stood up, walked in front of him, then bent slightly, and hugged him directly.

At that moment, Mingyi's eyelids seemed to move.