The sky has darkened, and the courtyard that has been busy all day has returned to its former calm. After coming out like this, everyone lost all thoughts and went back to their houses early.
Yingping was lying sideways on the bed. It was already night, but the lights in the room had not been turned off. He was a little sleepy, but his back was full of scars. Every time he moved a little while sleeping, he would wake up in pain. Even the medicine given by Zichun didn't work.
Therefore, Yingping had no choice but to sway sleepily in the dim candlelight.
In this daze, he suddenly woke up with the sound of pushing the door, as if someone had come in. Yingping was still facing the wall sideways at this time. He was just about to turn around to see who was coming in the night, but before he could turn around, he suddenly felt a slight chill on his back, as if a corner of his quilt had been lifted up.
Yingping quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
After a while, the quilt was gently put down again, and he tidied it up a little for himself. Then, a slight and unnoticeable sigh came from the man's mouth, as if he was afraid of waking up the "sleeping" Yingping. Finally, the man seemed to bend down, then straightened up with difficulty, and walked out slowly step by step.
After the man left, Yingping carefully moved his body and climbed up. He looked around the room and suddenly found a new set of clothes at the foot of the bed, and a new pair of shoes underneath. The clothes that were beaten to pieces and stained with blood were gone, and the pair of shoes that were covered in mud from the fight were gone. Shoes were also missing.
Yingping curiously changed his clothes and walked out of the room. He saw a lantern hanging next to the water tank. Next to the weak light of the lantern, a somewhat stooped figure was bowing and not knowing what he was doing.
Yingping quietly walked over and took a closer look. The familiar figure was none other than Wen Junchen.
The mountain wind is biting at night. Master... He is not resting in the house to recuperate. Why is he here...
Yingping poked his head curiously and found that Wen Junchen seemed to be scooping water and brushing something. If he looked carefully, wasn't he holding his own pair of dirty shoes?
"hiss--"
Suddenly, Wen Junchen let out a groan, as if he had received some strong stimulation. He didn't know whether he was frozen by the cold water or hurt by the injury behind him.
Yingping felt very uncomfortable. He stood blankly in the darkness, staring at the only remaining light in the darkness, even though the night was extremely cold...
...
The smoke from the kitchen was still rising, but Ye Changshan was sitting at the dinner table honestly this time, like a well-behaved baby waiting for the food to be served. Master Wen Junchen and Yingping made excuses today that they were not feeling well and wanted to sleep a little longer, so no one bothered them.
The hot meal was brought to the table, and Ji Yangyu's figure kept flashing in the mist. He was still wearing the same blue clothes, unchanged for thousands of years.
Looking at the colorful dishes on the table, Ye Changshan twitched his index finger, and secretly admired in his heart: Third senior brother is really an all-rounder, he can even cook and cook, awesome, awesome... ...
Everyone had taken their seats, and Zichun watched Ji Yangyu running up and down with great interest, his eyes full of curiosity and appreciation. People who are new to the kitchen are always in high spirits. The dishes on this table can be said to be extremely rich, with several more dishes than usual when Ye Changshan is in charge.
After Ji Yang and others took their seats, everyone picked up their bowls and chopsticks.
"Third Senior Brother, these dishes you fried look delicious!" Ye Changshan said with admiration.
Ji Yang snorted inaudibly, as if he felt that it was just easy to create such a table. In the past, either the second senior brother cooked or the younger junior brother cooked. He always felt that cooking - although he had never been involved in it, it was a simple job after all. Cooking... is actually a bit of inexplicable fun. It seems that I will try it more in the future.
Ji Yangyu said calmly: "It's just a small show, eat it quickly, don't let it get cold."
"Hey, okay!"
Ye Changshan picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to pick them up before putting them in his mouth. It was the first time for everyone to taste the craftsmanship of the third senior brother, and they all raised their chopsticks with some anticipation.
Ji Yangyu sat steadily at the table without moving his chopsticks. At this time, he simply closed his eyes and looked sure, as if he was waiting for something. Listening to the sound of everyone clinking bowls and chopsticks, the corners of Ji Yang's mouth slightly raised slightly without any trace, and then quickly and without trace returned to normal.
But after a while, Ji Yangyu suddenly found that the sound of "ding-dong-dang-dang" gradually slowed down. He frowned slightly, and when he listened carefully, he not only slowed down, but also seemed to miss a few sounds.
Ji Yangyu opened his eyes and found that the expressions of his junior brothers and sisters were a little strange. Among them, Yuyin had already put down the bowl and chopsticks, while Zichun looked at him with an intriguing smile, and Ye Changshan kept eating his rice. There was no food in the bowl, only Cheng Daliang and Qilang were eating silently—— Especially Cheng Daliang seemed to be eating hard.
"What's wrong? Junior brothers and sisters?"
Everyone seemed not to hear Ji Yang's words and ignored him.
Cheng Daliang and Qilang were still eating silently without saying a word. Yuyin picked up the bowl and chopsticks and tapped it lightly, making a pleasant sound. Then he picked up the bowl and looked at it, as if it was the bowl he used every day. But there is something special about today. Zichun didn't speak when he looked at him, but the smile in his eyes grew stronger. Ye Changshan raised his head and glanced at Ji Yangyu, then picked up some vegetables from the plate, not forgetting to shake it on the plate, and then picked it up. Put it into a bowl, take a few bites of rice randomly, and put the food into your belly.
"What's going on here?"
Everyone was still silent for a while.
"I've been busy for my brother for half a morning, why don't you give me a 'good' word?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked up and stared at Ji Yang and—did you hear that right? This is so unlike Third Senior Brother. When has he ever 'begged' others to praise him when he is so arrogant? Although this meal is unpalatable, it seems that it is not too much of a loss if this meal can be exchanged for the words of Third Senior Brother...
...
“So hot”
Qilang suddenly spat out a large piece of meat from his mouth, breaking the long silence.
Zichun covered his mouth and snickered. It was better not to smile. With this smile, Ye Changshan and Yuyin also laughed. Even Cheng Daliang also smiled naively, leaving Qilang to raise his head and look at it in confusion. Everyone.
Ji Yangyu was very frustrated. He was very frustrated. He had never been so frustrated since he was born. He claims to be omnipotent, and showing off his skills today is just a small test of his skills. But at this moment, seeing everyone hesitate to speak... He is really frustrated!
Is there something wrong with this dish? Ji Yangyu picked up the chopsticks, quickly picked up some vegetables and threw them into his mouth. He chewed quickly, but as he chewed, he slowed down. Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly picked up the bowl from the table, filled up half a bowl of soup and drank it.
"cough…..."
Ji Yangyu cleared his throat. He didn't know whether the food he just ate was salty or hard. In short, his throat felt a little uncomfortable.
"..."
"Junior brothers and sisters, please eat these dishes."
"..."
"Just give me some face"
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