[Comprehensive British and American] Self-cultivation of trans-wearers

In the second half of the afternoon, there was a moderate amount of rain, and the clouds that had finally accumulated in the sky evaporated, and the residual heat of the setting sun was trying to evaporate the slippery ground.

The air carried a rare damp smell in this season, and the comfortable smell made the corners of Nancy's mouth curl up unconsciously, and the plastic bags filled with all the big and small bags in her hand didn't feel so heavy.

Fruits and vegetables to fill the vacancy in the refrigerator are the main goal of this shopping trip. She buys whatever she likes. Nancy never feels picky about her food, because the ones who buy and cook will never buy or burn what she doesn’t eat. favorite dishes.

Well, there is a discount on the seafood special today...?Buy buy buy!

Has the price of mushrooms dropped recently?Buy buy buy!

So this is how the big and small bags in my hand come.

"woke up?"

Taking out the key and opening the door quickly, Nancy casually greeted Charles who was picking up the glass debris on the ground, and got a smile from the latter.

The large fragments of the wine bottle had already been picked up and put into the garbage bag. The fine fragments were much more troublesome. After squatting there for a long time, Charles felt a little dizzy.

Probably hungry?For lunch, he ignored Hank's repeated warnings and only filled a few mouthfuls of bread. Alcohol made his thoughts even more disordered.It wasn't until after falling asleep all afternoon, and now that he was awake from the wine, that Charles realized that there was such a person who was always concerned about his work, rest and life, and he was always indifferent, what an asshole.

"I'm sorry for making a mess here." Charles pursed his lips, stepped back and sat on the sofa, and pressed his fingers on his temples, "But you have to pay half of the responsibility, dude, what the hell am I doing now? Where is it?"

"Believe me, I'm also a victim in this matter." Nancy dumped all the bags in her hand on the rectangular dining table, and put them into the refrigerator or cupboard, "I can tell you the location, It is also in the northern hemisphere and your home is separated by a Pacific Ocean, Huaxia, the magic capital."

"...I thought the technology in your country hadn't advanced to this point?" Charles pointed to the wall-mounted TV hanging on the wall, "I don't mean anything else, but I only want to use this style of display Saw it in the Pentagon, and apparently you're just an ordinary apartment here."

Except for the TV, there are many doubts about many other things after careful inspection, but the TV that Nancy left on when she went out gave him the most intuitive experience.

"It would take some time to explain, um, but I'm not in the mood to make up stories for you now." Nancy said with a smile, not at all like the mood she said, "In about a day you can Go home, I can guarantee this."

"...You're quite straightforward." Charles rolled his eyes blankly, stood up and went to the wall to pick up the broom, "In the past..."

"Huh? What do you think before?" Nancy still held the hot pot ingredients that were going to be cooked together at night, "I'll have hot pot for dinner, and I don't accept any objections."

"Can I still get a bite to eat?" Charles rubbed his chin, which was not even shaved, for a while, a little surprised, "It seems that the situation is not bad?"

After Charles cleaned up all the gaps on the floor where there might still be glass residues, in the stew pot placed on the induction cooker on the dining table, the red chili oil was bubbling happily, and the soup bottom was already steaming. up.

The ingredients that are not easy to simmer or boil are rolled together with the soup, and other ingredients are also chopped and placed on the plate, which is placed around the induction cooker.

It just so happened that the rice cooker also turned off the light, and it was estimated that the rice would have to be stuffed for a while to eat, so Nancy first served two empty bowls and chopsticks for the two of them, and after thinking about it, she did not replace the chopsticks with forks for Charles. .

Sitting at the table on the other side with ease, when Charles saw the tableware that Nancy had prepared for him, the action of picking up the chopsticks was unexpectedly smooth, and it was more vividly reflected in the subsequent use.

"Huh—is it Sichuan hot pot?" The fresh ingredients and rich soup base are of course very delicious. Even if it can't be too spicy, it will be quite hot. Charles still feels that this meal has refreshed his understanding of Chinese food. poor awareness.

To hell with the sweet and sour dishes, the spiciness and umami are the real flavors.

"Hotpot can be found everywhere in our place, not to mention that I have already said that this is a magical city." It may be addictive to be angry, dissatisfaction and malice all gave way before the food, and everything disappeared, Nancy picked up He took a piece of boiled rotten potato and put it into his own bowl, "Could it be that Alzheimer's is ahead of schedule, you?"

"Are you kidding?" Charles replied with a provocative smile, "Even if people all over the world get Alzheimer's disease, it's not my turn."

"According to research, it has been proved that this symptom will not reduce the probability of disease risk because the patient is a carrier of the variant gene. In fact, it is also closely related to genetics."

After being silent for a long time, Jarvis, who had checked all his components, finally went online. Once he went online, he successfully joined Nancy's camp and scored a point first.

"I wanted to ask you a while ago, who is this guy?" Charles looked around, and couldn't help but have that thought that turned around again.

If only his abilities were still there, many things would be much easier to solve.

"Why don't you guess?" Nancy stirred the sauce that was added once in the bowl, and threw a lot of vegetables into the pot that was about to be eaten, and took a real-time photo of her netizens A photo was sent.

[N!You, you, this is a foul! ] He quickly responded with a plaintive reply, 【Did I come to such exciting food when I was still in class in the morning?It's not that you don't know that I still have two classes to go to the cafeteria after class! 】

[You still say?Who pinpointed my sleep time last time and sent me late-night benefits... By the way, are you playing with your phone in class? 】

[This is not the point, didn't you say that if you have the opportunity to come to New York, I will take you to that restaurant for dinner! 】

[I have no plans to go to New York in the short term, P, how can the money I saved be enough for such a trip! 】

[That's right... I haven't saved enough money for that new camera yet :(]

"Hey!" Charles glanced at the screen, feeling very helpless at the scrolling messages on it, "It's disrespectful to food not to concentrate on eating."

"...Do you believe this?" Nancy's thoughts were pulled back as soon as she heard it, she looked up at his standard smile, and almost choked a mouthful of rice cakes in her throat.

"Is it strange? Food gives us the energy to survive, which is worthy of respect." He slowly wiped the corners of his mouth with the napkin at hand, following Nancy's example, and put down the tableware in his hand to indicate that he had finished eating, " By the way, that's what I remember from the prayer."

"...Okay, I'm done eating. The cooks don't wash the dishes. Please respect these dishes and clean them up?"

Looking at the bright red in the pot and the oil stains on the wall of the bowl, Charles felt a little nervous, otherwise why would his temples be throbbing and hurting?

"...I guess you have a dishwasher in your house?"

"You guessed it?" Nancy didn't intend to embarrass him. Even if Charles accepted the job, she would tell him to pour the leftovers into the machine.

"Bingo, I get a point this time?"

"...I think hand washing is clean, what do you think?"

"I don't think so."

After such an interruption, the living room with scattered pillows and empty fruit plates is a bit messy. Of course, the dining table is also in urgent need of tidying up.

Charles had just poured the soup in the pot into the kitchen waste bin, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Nancy standing in front of the kitchen sink with large and small plates.

"What do you want for an after-dinner activity?" Nancy asked casually as she turned on the faucet to rinse the dishes. Her words were very natural, without any inappropriate emotions.

"I found that you change very quickly." Charles opened the cabin of the dishwasher, put the pan in his hand into it, and then helped to neatly stack several porcelain plates into the card slots standing there .

"Are you saying that I'm fickle?" Nancy's eyes looked a little dangerous to Charles, and she flicked her foamy hand into the air. It landed accurately in the pool.

"Nothing." He shrugged, feeling as if he had returned to the past a few years ago.

Without Eric, without other mutants, it was his and Raven's day alone.

After all the tableware that needed to be cleaned and disinfected had been stored and packed tightly inside, Nancy raised her waist and set the time required for cleaning.

Charles had already sat down on the sofa familiarly, and his long legs crossed his legs in front of her, unruly and free-spirited.

"Since you haven't answered my question, it's better for me to choose." Nancy poured a glass of fresh orange juice and handed it to him as an after-dinner drink. cupboard.

The poker cards that have been unpacked but look brand new are smooth enough to reflect the light, and the mahjong tiles in the sackcloth bag are rattling in their hands. Chess Monopoly and other board games, finally Nancy pulled out a wooden chessboard from the bottom.

"Okay, shall we play chess?"

The chessboard with the borders of Chu River and Han Dynasty clearly spread out on the table, and the red and black chess pieces are also in their positions.

Charles raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and took the handsome soldier who was placed in the most prominent position.

"Chess?" He played with two pieces, "Of course."

"No, no, what are you thinking?" Nancy smiled and took the chess piece in Charles's hand, and along the way, replaced the chessboard on the table with another colorful chessboard.

She asked Professor X to play a game of strategic planning?

Why use your brain when you can win by luck?

"Flying chess, simple and rude, do you want to play?"

The author has something to say: I will start to do things in the next chapter.