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The coconut rice prepared by Fu Ge is made of semi-finished products brought to the island. It is very convenient to steam it in a small steamer before cutting it.

He didn't know when the two children would come back, so he kept it warm in the steamer, and it was still steaming when he opened it.

With a knife, the steaming coconut is split in half like a watermelon, revealing the sweet rice stuffed with the coconut shell. The crystal clear rice is mixed with rich coconut milk and filled in the coconut shell. The yellow heart pomelo meat, with candied dates and sweet red beans inside, is sweet and glutinous, and the mellow coconut fragrance bursts in the mouth immediately after one bite.

"Fuck...it's delicious!"

Meng Yi's mouth was puffed out, both cheeks were stuffed, and his eyes were squinted, eating very deliciously.

He is very focused when eating, his shiny dog ​​eyes are always on the food, but he doesn't gobble it up, he eats small bites obediently and happily.

Fu Juehan couldn't hold back and rubbed his head a couple of times, messing up his little curly hair, which had no image at first, "Like this?"

Meng nodded while chewing, and after he swallowed it, he put the coconut rice in his hand to Fu Juehan's mouth. He specially left the candied dates for his brother.

In fact, Fu Juehan doesn't like to eat these sweet and glutinous things, but he will never refuse Meng Yi's kindness, because he knows that these are the things that Meng Yi likes to eat, and he subconsciously thinks that they are the best, so he deliberately eats them. Keep it to yourself.

"Is it delicious?" The child blinked and asked expectantly, "Is it sweet?"

"Well, sweet."

Meng Yi laughed contentedly, "I'll learn how to do it for you when I go back."

Fu Juehan pinched the tip of his nose lovingly, "Let me make it for you, I'm afraid you'll knock all the scum into the coconut milk."

"Hey! Why do you still look down on people! Daddy taught me just now, and now I'm the best driver in the world!"

"Okay! Hello, you are the best!" Qi Han put a pile of crab meat piled high in his hands, and the top layer was full of yellow and dense crab roe. What do you think, it’s not tiring to be beaten by dolphins all morning.”

For the first time, Meng Yi didn't bother to choke him, because Qi Han had already peeled three covered crab meats by his hand in such a short time, and the peeled crab shells were as high as a hill.

He has already taken a cover for Fu Juehan and Meng Yi, and now he is carefully picking out a whole crab leg and bringing it to Fu Ge's mouth, "Come here obediently."

Meng Yi was a little stunned, "Daddy, your speed is too fast, even faster than the old lady."

Qi Han didn't even bother to raise his head, and scolded him with a smile: "Little bastard, I'll beat you up in a while."

Meng snorted fearlessly, "But why are you so good, I can't peel as fast as you can eat."

"Because I have raised two ancestors. They love to eat and can't peel them. Both father and son belong to cats." It's disgusting to say, but the expression clearly shows that they are enjoying it.

Meng Yi gave an exaggerated "Oh" and looked at Fu Juehan: "Brother, do you like this?"

The latter smiled casually, "It's okay, I don't think it's troublesome."

"You heard what he said, when he was five years old, he ate more than 20 by himself, and he ate himself to the hospital directly."

The black history was picked up, and the three of them couldn't help laughing at him. Small problems like greedy mouth and bed rest appeared on Fu Juehan's body, which had a kind of contrasting cuteness.

Fu Ge smiled and covered Qi Han's mouth with a chopstick of fish meat, "It's alright, you can say that he has been with this for the rest of his life."

He was still not happy, "Originally, I was right."

"I think you're quite angry. Shall I peel one for you?" Fu Ge went to get the crab as he spoke, but Qi Han hurriedly grabbed the crab in the next second, "Hey ancestor, don't mess with you." Make it! I prick you again, there are so many thorns."

While talking, he turned Fu Ge's hand to check it twice. The battle was so big that it seemed that it was not a crab, but a forest of swords and swords full of dangers.

Fu Ge took a look at him, peeled Xiaodie's oysters and fed them to him, Qi Han ate while playing hooligan: "Hint me?"

"That's all right, you are not in shape at all, and the children are here."

"You don't care about them, what are the boys in their twenties doing?"

It took Meng Yi a long time to react with the coconut rice before he realized the efficacy of oysters, and he also peeled a small dish for Fu Juehan in a similar manner, "Brother, eat it!"

Fu Juehan looked at him and smiled: "What's going on?"

Meng Yi blushed and raised his eyebrows: "Hinting you!"

Eating crabs tends to cause a cold stomach, so it's best to go with a little wine. Fu Ge finally showed mercy and allowed the two patients to drink a little too.

He had been prepared for a long time and brought red wine up. Qi Han suggested to boil it and drink it slowly. He didn't want these ancestors, big and small, to drink it cold.

Fu Juehan is the best at making wine, and he has researched more than a dozen kinds of special cocktails, large and small, in Wangjiang, so this important task should fall on the eldest son.

Pour red wine into a small stewpot, then cut pears and oranges and put them in. Finally, add tremella, wolfberry and rock sugar to cook together. Within a few minutes, the stewpot was bubbling and bubbling.

Lunch was late, and they kept fighting, and it was nearly dusk when all the crabs were dealt with.

The setting sun is dyed all over the sky, and the evening wind blows the waves making gentle tidal noises. The two couples cuddle up to each other, chatting casually while taking advantage of the setting sun.

Family and loved ones are by their side, chatting and laughing one after another, and as the sun slowly sets, they lie on the beach mat in a daze without any scruples, hugging, kissing, and falling in love.

This is the happiest time and the most comfortable state.

Fu Ge baked some small cakes to go with the wine. The lid of the wine cup was lifted, and as the warm heat lingered on his face, the air was filled with the rich and mellow aroma of wine.

The fermented smell is always intoxicating. Meng Yi took a sip and his eyes lit up instantly. He immediately went to find Fu Juehan and found that the other party was also looking at him.

"Remember this smell?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

"It's the one you cooked for me when I first went to Regal! Orange sherry! I finished a cup by myself. I was so drunk and anxious at night that I almost wet the bed, so I didn't dare to drink it anymore."

As soon as the words came out, the two fathers were all happy, and they lined up with their shoulders on their shoulders to laugh at him.

Only Fu Juehan knew that he had difficulty urinating when he caught cold, so he pinched the tip of his nose lovingly, pulled him into his arms and said softly: "Don't be afraid, open it tonight and drink it, if you can't pee, I will Here you go."

Meng Yi's cheeks flushed, and he was so small that he nestled in his broad arms, like a shy child, his bright eyes were covered with mist, and the sweet smell of red wine filled his mouth when he spoke: "That's so embarrassing!" Ah, young gay guys in their twenties like us all have idol baggage."

Fu Juehan smiled, pinched his waist and rubbed him into his arms, "Then what should I do? How can I maintain your burden?"

When he said this, his voice was very soft, with a drawn-out tone. The already hoarse voice was made even more charming by the red wine, and the tip of Meng Yi's ears seemed to be engulfed by someone. hot and humid.

So he raised his head from the embrace in a daze, watching Fu Juehan's tough face melt into the dim twilight, the night wind gently brushed their cheeks, the ambiguity and warmth blended just right.

He wrapped his arms around Fu Juehan's neck and leaned forward, rubbing it like a little drunk cat. He was so cowardly and dared to say anything: "If you still urinate, you don't have to worry about it, brother let me... come out... "

Fu Juehan didn't hear the verb clearly, so he pressed his forehead and asked: "How do you get out?"

Meng Yi rubbed his face, leaned close to the tip of the ear, blushed and said a word.

A plant was quietly planted.

The author says:

I really really like this kind of quiet time after suffering (ˊˋ*)