Not too many out of four

There is no need to wait until night, Li Jia was coaxed by them to stop her tears, and very embarrassed offered to go to the hospital.

I couldn't stop crying because of such a trivial matter, and even mobilized teachers and mobilized people to work hard and everyone coaxed her.

Obviously she is the elder sister who has been taking care of the cat, but now she actually lets her cat coax her instead.

It's really a shame.

In addition to the bulge on the forehead, the recovery of the temporary loss of voice caused by the shock of the kidnapping a few months ago also required going to the hospital for a doctor's examination.

Considering that Li Jia might not want the doctor to know the reason for recovering her voice, "Mr. Nakaya" took her to the new doctor's clinic mentioned by Conan Edogawa.

The temporary loss of voice was mainly affected by psychological and spiritual aspects. Lijia's voice was not actually damaged. They can simply consult with the new doctor first, and then decide on the follow-up treatment.

"The swelling on the forehead has been dealt with." The new doctor took off his gloves and said with a gentle smile, "Can you explain in detail the reason why Ms. Fujimine caused the temporary loss of voice?"

"Li Jia was kidnapped by a group of robbers a few months ago, and she lost her voice only after being frightened that time." Following the narration of "Mr. Her shoulders stand behind her.

Those slightly red eyes looked up at him, kneading the hem of the skirt with both hands, bowing his head in silence.

"What I promised you, I will do it." "Mr. Chuya" bent down and whispered in her ear.

He will not tell the new doctor what she thinks is embarrassing. Although he doesn't think it's a big deal, in order to take care of his little girl's self-esteem, they still unanimously decide to keep it a secret.

"The loss of voice caused by fright, and the sudden recovery of speaking because of anxiety, this is also a medical possibility." The new doctor recorded Li Jia's medical records and motioned her to open her mouth to check the condition of her throat.

She opened her mouth obediently, and the feeling of the tongue depressor falling into her mouth was uncomfortable, but Li Jia also knew that this was a necessary examination process. She was not a new doctor but also a doctor who had been taking care of her at Mihua Central Hospital.

"There is no major problem, but you still need to pay more attention to your throat when you first recover your voice, gradually get used to daily speaking, and remember to yell and scream loudly." The new doctor told me with a smile.

Lijia's ears were slightly red, she lowered her head and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, okay."

She felt that the new doctor seemed to have seen that she had cried and yelled, but he didn't explain it in detail just to save her face.

After leaving the consulting room of the new doctor, "Brother Zhongye" and "Zhongye" who were waiting outside looked up and asked anxiously, "Is Li Jia okay?"

"Mr. Chuya" shook his head and said: "There is no major problem, the wound has been treated, but it will take some time to get used to the voice just recovered."

"Brother Zhongye" heaved a sigh of relief, wanted to touch her head but was afraid that it would hurt her, she withdrew her hand, and said, "I've been holding back for a few months, I'm making things difficult for you."

This is also a blessing in disguise.

Li Jia whispered in a hoarse voice: "I made you worry..."

In the past few months, she has been accommodating her to use pen and paper and lip-reading for conversations, but she has never complained about anything.

"Drink some water to moisten your throat, let's let your throat rest for a while today." Li Jia recovered her voice just when she was emotionally unstable, crying and whimpering pitifully, they didn't dare to interrupt What she said, I was afraid that she would come to her senses and feel that she should be speechless and start to hoarse again.

Now that they got the doctor's guarantee, they were all relieved.

Things are slowly getting better, and Li Jia's voice is also beginning to recover. The haze that covered everyone's minds a few months ago has finally gradually begun to dissipate.

Li Jia took the water handed over by "Zhongye", took a small sip to drink, lowered his eyes and secretly looked around but did not see "Zhongye-jun", couldn't help asking: "That, Zhongye-jun..."

When Nakahara Chuya and the others pushed her out, she didn't pay attention to whether "Mr. Zhongye" followed, and she didn't realize that they were missing someone until they left the clinic.

"That kid is packing things at home." As the culprit who cried Li Jia twice, "Mr. Zhongye" was of course not allowed to follow. "Brother Zhongye" looked at her expression and raised his eyebrows and said: "We also Let's go back together and help?"

Li Jia secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, "Mr. Zhongye" was not afraid of seeing her because of her complaints. He just stayed at home and was responsible for packing things. "Well, we have to start preparing dinner."

"Leave today's dinner to us." We can't let Li Jia be injured and take care of the four big men. The injured should have a good rest. "We can still finish some simple and ordinary dishes."

She looked at the "Brother Zhongye" who was swearing in surprise, pursed her lips shallowly, raised her first smile tonight, and said softly, "Then please."

In fact, there is nothing wrong with occasionally relying on the cats at home, right?

They are all family members who support each other, and nothing has to be borne by one person.

……

Although "Brother Zhongye" spoke with confidence, his cooking skills are limited to fried steak and simple and quick sandwiches, not to mention "Mr. zero.

He has no experience in the kitchen at all, so he can't help "Brother Zhongye" at all.

"That's fine with those two boys, why don't you know it at all?" "Brother Zhongye" asked with a headache and puzzled.

It wasn't until he entered the kitchen that he realized how hard it was for Li Jia to prepare the dishes for the five of them. Not to mention the large quantities, he had to cook fresh food for them in different ways to prevent them from getting tired of the home dishes.

In fact, Lijia doesn't need to do that at all. Zhongyuan Zhongye is very easy to feed no matter what time period it is. As long as there is enough meat, they are not as crazy as eating muffins last time. They can eat normal dishes with gusto.

In his previous life, "Chuya-kun" didn't care about the deliciousness of the food at all, he just wanted to fill his stomach as quickly as possible. Bread and rice balls were the things he ate most often. I never thought about cooking my own three meals, but "Mr. Chuya" had a period of time to cook by himself like "Brother Chuya"...

"...I haven't cooked with my own hands for many years." "Mr. Nakaya" looked at the fried eggs, and had to admit that he hadn't done something for several years. Picking it up now is almost equivalent to learning all over again.

Usually helping Lijia, it’s nothing to get some seasonings and mix the batter, but when it’s time to cook alone, he realizes that he is so unfamiliar with pots and pans that he doesn’t know where to start.

"Brother Zhongye" held his forehead with a headache, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, go out, I'll figure it out myself."

"Mr. Zhongye" took off his apron silently, and couldn't help saying: "If it doesn't work, let's order takeaway."

Occasionally eating some fast food burgers and pizza can also handle it. Although it is not nutritious, it is better than letting Li Jia follow them to eat half-baked or mushy dishes.

Li Jia doesn’t have their iron stomach to eat half-baked or burnt dishes. The little girl usually looks cute, but in fact, when she encounters something she doesn’t like, her food intake and appetite will be automatically halved. She just moves her chopsticks and pretends to eat by herself pass.

"Brother Zhongye" looked at the pile of ingredients in the kitchen and refrigerator, let out a long breath, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to bite the bullet.

"Do you need my help?" Li Jia poked her head out and asked in a low voice.

She peeked outside the kitchen for a long time, and even smelled the smell of the pot being burnt. Then she vaguely remembered that Nakahara Chuya and the others had been cats for a year. Even if they used to cook simple dishes, they might have forgotten all about it now. up.

They said it confidently just to reassure her. In fact, they had never prepared a meal for so many people.

There is a big difference between preparing the amount for a family and only being responsible for your own amount.

"Ah? No, no, it's good for Lijia to rest today." If she helps, it will definitely become Lijia's cuisine in the end. It's better for him to make enough sandwiches and fried steak for five people himself.

"I can teach Brother Zhongye how to make curry." Li Jia tilted his head and said softly, "I will guide by the side. Brother Zhongye will definitely be able to make delicious curry."

Moreover, it is very simple to make multiple servings of curry. You only need to add ingredients and curry cubes to cook in a large pot. It is delicious and easy to use. It is very suitable for novice cooking.

"Brother Zhongye" hesitated and said, "Is your voice okay?"

"It's okay, cough cough," she frowned and covered her throat, coughing a few times in discomfort, and said, "It's okay, I don't have a cold."

The weak and hoarse voice, clear and powerful when not crying, reveals a bit pitiful and weak, but the expression on Li Jia's face obviously does not want him to refuse.

She frowned slightly, raised her eyes to look over, and asked with a smile: "Is that okay?"

Suffering, pitiful and cute, she looks like she wants to help, no one in the family can refuse her, and "Brother Zhongye" naturally can't do it either.He sighed lowly, and tied the apron on her: "Do what you can, you don't need to speak if your throat is really uncomfortable, we can understand what you mean with gestures and mouth movements."

Li Jia nodded obediently, and responded softly.

Although "Brother Zhongye" is in charge of the dinner, Li Jia stays in the kitchen, so naturally she has to wear an apron to prevent the oil from splashing over and dirtying her clothes.

The corners of her eyes were still a little red, but her energy was much better, and she began to teach "Brother Zhongye" how to make curry.

Before stewing the curry, the rice should be cooked first. He took out the rice bag in the cabinet, and was about to lift it up and pour it into the rice cooker, but Li Jia took the pot away and shook his head again and again.

The rice measuring cup was turned out of the rice bag and passed to "Brother Zhongye". He looked around suspiciously and asked, "How much should the five of us put in such a small cup?"

Generally speaking, one cup per person is just right for measuring rice cups, but it does not rule out that people with large appetites need to increase the amount as appropriate and those with small appetites need to reduce the amount as appropriate.

This happened to their family, Li Jia couldn't finish a cup of rice, and Zhongyuan Zhongye couldn't finish a cup of rice.

Therefore, the amount of cooking at the beginning, Li Jia also tried a few times before groping it out, which was just right and didn't need to be wasted.

She stretched out her hand to draw a number, and "Brother Zhongye" dubiously followed her intention, "Is this really enough?"

He was eager to add some more, but Li Jia saw through in time and took the rice bag away, shaking his head vigorously: "No!"

Don't waste food at will, and she doesn't want to use leftovers to make fried rice anymore.

"Brother Zhongye" said helplessly, "Okay, I will listen to you."

No matter who makes Li Jia the real chef in their family, no one who offends them can offend the most powerful child in the family.

He clumsily washed the rice two or three times, and almost sprinkled it all into the sink. Fortunately, there was gravity to catch it in time so that the food would not be wasted.

But it also made Li Jia worry about his cooking level again.

She began to think about how simple the dishes "Brother Chuya" meant was that it was okay to handle simple dishes.

Seeing that "Brother Zhongye" was about to peel potatoes and carrots with a dagger, she turned pale with fright, held the peeler and handed it over, and said politely, "It's better to use this one to be safer?"

"Huh? No need, I use this very quickly." He didn't lie about this, and Zhong Yuanzhong is indeed very good at using knives.

And no matter which Central Plains Chuya is good at using weapons.

Although they usually prefer to rely on their bodies to fight, they know how to use knives and guns. The young two may not be so proficient in various weapons, but knives and guns are the most basic and handy weapons. yes.

With their powerful fighting talents, they will not be unaccustomed to fighting with knives and guns.

Li Jia opened her eyes slightly, watching "Brother Zhongye" peel the potatoes and carrots for the five of them with the dagger three times, then began to reach for the onions.

"Do you still want to use this cut?" She asked hesitantly.

Onions are different from potatoes and carrots...

"Is there any problem?" "Brother Zhongye" replied casually, his hand was already one step faster than his brain, and he chopped the onion into eight pieces. The irritating juice instantly made his eyes turn red, and he shed tears unconsciously.

Li Jia quickly swept the onion aside, and led him to wash his hands to clean the juice off the dagger. His eyes were hot and sour, and a stream of tears fell in the blink of an eye. "Brother Zhongye" almost cursed.

He glanced at Li Jia with red eyes before barely holding back, he couldn't help gasping, and even wanted to raise his hand to rub it, but Li Jia held her and shouted in a low voice, "Don't move!"

After washing her hands covered with onion juice, she wiped away the tears of "Brother Zhongye" with a handkerchief, and asked worriedly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's just chopping an onion without getting hurt, so there's nothing wrong with it." He said stubbornly.

If you ignore the red eyes, just listen to the tone and there is some convincing.

Li Jia was amused and helpless, put his arm around his shoulders, and said, "Brother Zhongye, can you squat down?"

"What are you doing?" He asked so strangely, but he squatted down obediently, raised his head and looked at Li Jia with eyes as red as rabbits.

"Clean your eyes." Otherwise, the eyes of "Brother Zhongye" may be uncomfortable for a long time.

She splashed clean water in her hand to rinse it, and put on a clean handkerchief to wipe away his tears and the flushed water. She carefully opened the eyelids of "Brother Zhongye", leaned over and blew on him, and asked, "Is it comfortable?" Is it on?"

"Brother Zhongye" moved his head slightly with difficulty, avoiding her sight with some discomfort, and changed the subject: "Does Li Jia feel so uncomfortable every time she makes curry?"

Just chopping an onion and the tears keep falling and my eyes are sore and sore.

"Of course not," Li Jia laughed and said, "If that's the case, wouldn't my eyes turn red every time I make dishes with onions?"

But she never made curry and onion fried meat at night, her eyes seemed to cry, right?

"Brother Zhongye" suddenly responded, "Really, how did you deal with it?"

"Soak an onion in water and cut it so you won't cry," Li Jia said softly and slowly in a hoarse voice, "There are many plants in nature that evolve armor and weapons to protect themselves."

"Cutting an onion will make you cry, and peeling a Chinese yam can make your skin itchy. Although plants can't speak or move, they also have ways to protect themselves."

"Brother Zhongye can't be so messy again next time?" Li Jia withdrew her hand, soaked the remaining onions in water to deal with them, and said softly: "Based on experience, I think onions can be dealt with like potatoes and carrots, but the enemy They're not all the same."

"Brother Zhongye" responded softly, quietly watching the girl's movements with slightly red eyes.