In the living room, my father, who seemed to have been concentrating on reading the newspaper, silently put down the newspaper.
He looked at An Xin's back and pondered.
The translucent saliva flowing slowly from the corner of his mouth had completely betrayed him...
"You're back?
Where's the vinegar?
Bring it quickly, I will remember to use it..."
In the kitchen, a middle-aged woman wearing a floral apron was busy in front of the stove.
As soon as he turned around and saw An Xin, he couldn't wait to say it.
Then……
I turned off the natural gas stove, put down the cooking spoon in my hand, and silently grabbed a kitchen knife...
[An Xin: ...You are too impatient...
Can't you just pretend for a little longer?
Looking at this posture, I won’t be the ingredient tonight, right? 】
Mom looked at An Xin.
An Xin looked at her mother.
For a while...
Relatively speechless...
[Mom: ...According to the usual practice, as long as she can't show jealousy, I can chop her to death with a knife...
Are you having barbecue today?
Or eat steamed brain flower?
Or stir-fried kidneys are also good...
etc……
This mouse is so strange. Why is her aura so scary?
Why are my hands trembling? ...]
Mom grinned, and her mouth, which was originally pretty and pretty, became bigger and bigger, and it was already split under the ears on both sides.
Rows of bright fangs were also exposed, and a long blood-red tongue hung unconsciously from the mouth, flowing with thick translucent liquid...
[An Xin: ...These ghosts are so disgusting. If they don’t become so ugly, they won’t fight! 】
The more my mother looked at An An, the more scared she became.
But she still suppressed the discomfort in her heart and showed the appearance of a ghost, hoping to scare An An's courage first, then chop her to death and enjoy the delicious meat.
After all, for ghosts, the taste of gall is very exciting.
Once frightened, bile will flow throughout the body along with the blood, and the meat will have a particularly pungent taste.
It tastes just like Sichuan’s spicy beef!
…
My brother also walked towards the kitchen, changing as he walked.
I saw his neck getting longer and longer...
It was as long as a thick python, twisting and turning in the air.
He walked into the kitchen and pulled out a boning knife.
…
[Anxin:...Hey!
You little ghost, you still dare to do something to yourself?
It’s really a tiger that doesn’t show off its power. You think I’m a sick cat! ...]
In An Xin's opinion, the level of these ghosts was as low as dust.
If in her previous world of immortal cultivation, she wouldn't even have the desire to devour ghosts of this level!
An Xin was not polite at the moment, snorted coldly, and looked at the two people in front of him displeased.
In an instant, a powerful coercion emanated from her body.
It feels like the emperor is angry and his corpse is floating thousands of miles away...
The aura of a superior person cannot be described in words...
Although An Xin has no cultivation level now, she has practiced to the stage of transcending tribulation several times, and it was not in vain.
The power of her soul is really extraordinary!
[Mom:...so scared...
Brother: ...so scared...]
The father in the living room was also ready to move, with his buttocks halfway raised...
I want to come over and give it a try.
Feeling this powerful momentum at this moment, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sat down again.
Pretending to know nothing, he grabbed the newspaper just now to cover up the panic in his heart.
It's just that he didn't pay attention at all and held the newspaper in his hand upside down...
…
Mom's mouth returned to its original shape, and my brother's neck quickly retracted.
"Well, Xinxin, why don't you go back to your room and take a rest?
When the food is ready, I'll ask your brother to call you! "
Mom put down the kitchen knife, reached out in panic, picked up the spatula, opened the lid and started scooping out the soup...
My brother also put down the boning knife in his hand, randomly grabbed an onion on the chopping board, stuffed it into his mouth, took a bite, and said while chewing: "Yes, yes, yes!
Mom, cook faster!
I am starving to death, and my heart must be hungry too..."
"Oh, good, good!"
As her mother answered, she turned around and busied herself randomly.
The brother seemed to be aware of what he was eating.
His eyes were sore, and he cried bitterly while holding the trash can, "Bah, bah, bah!" and kept vomiting...
…
An Xin didn't bother to pay attention to them, turned around and walked towards his room.
She had no interest in eating the dinner her mother cooked.
Looking at the ingredients on the chopping board, she clearly saw a gold ring on a white finger!
How to eat this?
An Xin looked at the three rooms side by side.
There is a small pink bear hanging on the door of the last room.
She made a quick decision, opened the door and walked in.
As soon as the door is closed...
The three people in the room who pretended to be extremely busy all stopped what they were doing.
Mom and brother immediately complained to each other, saying that the other was too timid, so why didn't they strike first with a knife?
…
Dad said nothing, still looking thoughtful.
The momentum just now was so scary!
He was trembling all over and still couldn't calm down.
Inexplicably, it feels like An Xin is their natural enemy, born to restrain them.
They want to surrender from the bottom of their hearts and cannot resist at all.
…
In room 201.
Zhang Qiongqiong was trembling all over and sat at the dinner table with trepidation.
Sitting next to her was the little girl who brought her up just now, her sister Xuanxuan.
Mother Zhang walked out of the kitchen, holding a pot of steaming porridge and placing it on the dining table.
"Xuanxuan, go get a bowl and fill a bowl for your sister first."
Xuanxuan simply agreed and walked into the kitchen.
Zhang Qiongqiong's eyes were immediately attracted to the pot of porridge.
Speaking of which, she was indeed a little hungry!
This porridge smells really delicious!
Xuanxuan quickly brought the bowl, and Zhang's mother filled a full bowl for Zhang Qiongqiong and placed it in front of her.
Zhang Qiongqiong picked up the spoon, feeling a little grateful in her heart.
Needless to say, since arriving in Room 201, the mother and daughter have really not felt sorry for her.
Acting like a normal mother and daughter...
Zhang Qiongqiong picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge, put it to his mouth and blew on it.
The aroma is overflowing, and the finely chopped green onion on top exudes a unique aroma.
Zhang Qiongqiong was about to drink, but felt something was wrong.
…
Something seems to be floating in the bowl?
Zhang Qiongqiong looked sideways into the soup bowl.
The milky white balls are floating in the soup bowl. This is actually...
Zhang Qiongqiong was immediately stunned!
The hand holding the spoon kept shaking, and I didn't dare to put it in my mouth.
"Sister! What's wrong with you? Eat quickly!
The porridge made by mom is delicious..."
Xuanxuan also filled a bowl herself, sat next to Zhang Qiongqiong and drank heavily.
While drinking, he also made chewing sounds.
That voice sounded exactly like the bald old security guard in the hall when he was eating Liu Dong...
"Yes! Qiongqiong, what's wrong with you?
Drink quickly!
Don’t you like the porridge made by your mother the most? "
Beside her, Mother Zhang also spoke slowly.
She sat upright at the table, put down the large spoon in her hand, and silently picked up the knife for cutting steak on the table.
Zhang Qiongqiong suddenly broke into a cold sweat...
There are no steaks or other dishes on the table at all!
"Eat!"
"Eat quickly!"
…
