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◎I did it on purpose◎

The reason why fate is fate has always been because it is so wonderful.

Lucky rolled up his shirt sleeves, stood with his hips akimbo in front of the stove, ready to do a big job: "It looks like I haven't used a firewood stove for more than ten years."

Ying also took out the ingredients he bought lucky and put them on the desk one by one.

Lucky looked around and didn't see the fire wood: "Is there any waste paper? Or is there any stick bones?"

"Cobs, bones? Dried cobs?"

"That's right, it's a good fire starter in my hometown."

"Yes, wait a minute, I'll get it." Ying Ye went out to the east room, and soon brought a basket of waste paper, firewood, and corn cobs.

Lucky asked: "Can you make a fire? Can you pull a bellows?"

Ying also nodded: "Yes."

Lucky asked again: "Can you cook?"

Ying also thought for a while, thinking about the muddle that was born in his own hands, and replied seriously: "If the definition of cooking is to fill your stomach, I will, if you ask for sex

The fragrance is complete, no. "

"Well, it can be counted." Lucky did not deny Ying Ye: "Let's clean the ingredients first, and then I will cook later and you will light the fire and blow the bellows, OK?"

The two of them divided their work and chatted with each other while cleaning the ingredients.

"Director Shen asked me to convey my thanks to you."

"Hands up."

Lucky asked intentionally, "Why did you go to Tanxi in the middle of the night?"

"I dreamed about some bad things."

-dream?Lucky half-joked: "Dream, I thought you could predict the future?"

"I can indeed see something."

"Foresight? Could it be that you are an emperor?"

"It's a genetic mutation." Ying Ye said calmly.

Lucky was stunned, and the hands that washed the vegetables stopped in mid-air and let the water wash away for ten seconds. "Gene mutation", a taboo word that few people dare to talk about in public, is as common as "eating and sleeping" when it comes out of Ying Ye's mouth, without any emotional ups and downs.He just wanted to catch Ying Ye's words, but he didn't expect Ying Ye to blow himself up in the beginning.

Ying Ye glanced at luck from the corner of his eye, and raised his hand to turn off the faucet in front of him: "Save water."

"Are you a mutant?" Lucky asked knowingly.

"When I woke up, Mr. Guo told me that I don't remember which gene is wrong. Is it shocking?"

"Of course." Lucky raised his voice an octave on purpose, and his acting skills were exquisite.

"So you're afraid of me?" Ying also stared at Lucky, without any emotion in his eyes.

"I respect every life." Lucky raised his hand in affirmation, and the water flowed down his arm and fell to the ground.

"Modern society has always been full of hatred for mutants. It is understandable that everyone is afraid of unknown forces stronger than themselves, but genetic mutations

It is a necessary stage in the evolution of every life.No matter how fearful normal human beings are, they will experience it sooner or later, it's just a matter of time. "

"Are you so straightforward with everyone?"

"Mr. Lucky, I did it on purpose."

I did it on purpose, if you can accept mutants, I will accept you as a friend.

Ying also finished speaking, with a lucky face, and twitched.He didn't know whether to be angry or annoyed or laugh, and he was being played around by a child when he didn't make a routine. 40 years, 40 years no one has played him like this.He hesitated to speak, gestured with both hands for a long time, and finally slapped himself on the face, holding back a sentence: "You are amazing."

"Congratulations on becoming one of my friends. I didn't know before I lost my memory, but at least I was the first one after I lost my memory." Ying Ye seemed to have a smile in his eyes, but there was still no expression on his face. He mentioned the mandarin fish on the chopping board and asked : "Can you cut a flower knife?"

As if nothing happened.

— first friend.Facing Ying Ye's indifferent, haughty, and innocent face, thinking of his poor life experience, it was hard to get angry because of luck, so he grabbed the mandarin fish and said, "Yes."

Bone removal, knife modification, tail pulling, seasoning, and marinating are all done in one go.Fortunately, he put the pot of salted fish aside, took the white striped chicken, "Ka Ka Ka", raised the knife with his hand, and cut the white striped chicken into evenly sized chicken pieces.Afterwards, a bag of base prawns is chopped and threaded.One operation, clean and quick, effortless.

Ying also consciously moved a small horse and sat by the stove to start a fire.

As luckily said, the corncobs are indeed flammable, and the stove was warmed up in no time.Lucky turned to look at the stove and said, "The fire is not big enough, it can be regenerated."

"OK." Ying also pulled the bellows, and the flames reflected his cold and pale face rosy.

Lucky swept the pot with a cooking broom, started cooking with oil.Braised prawns in oil, stir-fried chicken with fragrant sauce, squirrel mandarin fish, boiled cabbage, mustard cabbage, tomato eggs, delicious dishes come out of the pan one after another.

The lucky shovel rolled up and down, and Ying Ye's eyes were never idle for a moment. He estimated the duration of all the steps and the amount of ingredients for all the dishes and recorded them in his mind.While thinking about it, he mechanically pulled the bellows. Luckily, when he lifted the pot, the flames almost hit his face. He let go and threw the pot back, shouting: "Fire, fire, fire."

Ying also came back to his senses and stopped his movements: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lucky discussed with Ying Ye: "Please bring the dishes to the restaurant, and I'll make the soup?"

"Okay." Ying also took down a huge wooden tray from the top of the cupboard, and put the vegetables into the tray one by one.

"Did your family run a restaurant before? How could there be such a big tray?"

"Maybe there were many people in the family before, and it was inconvenient to serve food back and forth."

"What kind of soup would you like to drink? Sixi meatball powder skin soup?"

"It's all right, I'm not picky. Can I have steamed buns as a staple food? I don't like rice."

"Of course, I bought steamed buns specially. By the way, are you from the south?" Lucky couldn't help but question Ying Ye's eating habits.

People don't like rice?

"Maybe I stayed in the north for too long, so I don't remember." Ying also picked up the tray and walked out.

If it hadn't been for Ying to say "I'm full" at the last moment when the dishes were being cleaned, Lucky would have doubted that he would go to the kitchen to cook a few more dishes.The two each showed appetites that did not match their bodies.

"I want to grow up." Ying also put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Lucky laughed and looked up and down: "You have 185, right? Is it still long?"

"183, look tall and see far."

"Makes sense. Makes sense."

"You eat so little at 188?"

"You have to keep in shape during work, otherwise you will be nagged by Xiao Mo. It's really enviable that you can't get fat."

"Yes, people tend to gain weight in middle age, their basal metabolic rate decreases, their hormones change, and their adipose tissue increases. If OB, MC4R, LEPR, POMC, and PC1 have mutations, it will definitely make things worse."

Lucky leaned forward and asked, "What major did you graduate from?" Knowing medicine, first aid, genetics, Spanish, and kung fu, he is a young all-rounder.

"It's said to be molecular bioengineering. I don't remember it. Maybe I will remember it later." Ying Ye wiped his mouth and began to clean up the dishes: "Play by yourself, I'll clean the pot."

If you have already troubled the guests to cook, you can't bother the guests to wash the pot.

Lucky sat on the sofa in the living room, the afternoon sun shone goldenly on him through the verandah, the yard was full of flowers and trees, there was no reinforced concrete and no roaring cars, it was really lazy and comfortable, he yawned and leaned on the sofa in a daze Asleep on the back.

Ying didn't see the tall nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and perfect jawline under the sunlight. He only noticed Lucky's lumbar disc that was about to protrude due to incorrect sleeping posture, and he woke Lucky up without hesitation.

"Mr. Lucky, Mr. Lucky, wake up."

"Huh? I fell asleep?" Lucky stretched sleepily.

"Stay in this position for another hour and you should have a herniated disc."

Lucky supported his waist: "Don't scare me when I'm old. What time is it?"

"01:30."

"It's still early at 01:30, is there anything interesting for you?" When I go back to the crew, I will either sleep or listen to their gossip and gossip, which is boring.

"A game suitable for middle-aged people?" Ying also thought for a while and said solemnly: "Chess, Go?"

"Go, just go."

Take a look at the tricks of rotten woodcutters, and the flowers of the grass and mountains in a flash [1].The two of them played a game of chess until 04:30. It was not until Pan Lin called that Lucky realized that his

It has been almost a day since he disappeared.

"You can pick some tomatoes and go, I can't finish them." Ying Ye said.

Lucky, who disappeared for a day at [-] o'clock in the evening, returned to the crew with two bags of tomatoes.

"It's delicious, these tomatoes are sweet and glutinous, and there's a lot of juice, Mr. Lucky, where did you buy them?" A staff member asked.

"It's delicious, eat more." Lucky smiled.

He began to look forward to his retirement days, building a house in the mountains, planting flowers and fields in his busy hours, and sitting and watching Yunjuanyunshu in his free time would be nice.

The author says:

[1] Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty, "Title of Wang Zhilan Ke Tu"