"Here, Xiaoyun."
Hongli handed the storage bag in her hand to Xingyun, patted Xingyun's shoulder, and smiled: "Total, ah, I forgot again. Anyway, it's the spirit stones I owe you. Well, I'll take the storage bag with you." Gave it back to you!”
"Um...ah this..."
Xingyun was stunned for a moment and showed a confused expression: "Ah, I lent money to senior sister, but there is no storage bag..."
"have."
Hongli nodded affirmatively: "You remembered it wrong."
"Ah, is that so?"
Several greetings popped up on Xingyun's head, and he frowned and recalled: "It seems..."
"It doesn't seem like it!"
Hongli slapped the memory bubble off Xingyun's head and misled: "With so many spirit stones, how could you lend them to me without a storage bag?"
"Well, I remember it was..."
Xingyun tried to think again, it seemed that she was using Aunt Hongling's storage bag...
"Paji!"
Xingyun's memory bubble was broken again by Hongli: "Yes, you remember correctly, you lent it to me for storage!"
"is that so……"
Xingyun looked at Hongli's confident look and was confused: "Is it because I'm not sober yet and I remembered it wrong when I was drunk?"
"Yes, it is like that!"
"But I didn't lend that much to Sister Hongli, right?"
"That's interest!"
"Huh?"
"You need to pay interest when you borrow money. At least that's the rule in our area. I don't know about other places!"
Hongli continued to fool around: "In terms of interest, this is the amount!"
"real……"
Xingyun's eyes were full of doubts: "Really?"
"When did your sister Hongli lie to you?"
Hongli waved her hand: "Okay, okay, don't worry about those details, tonight...
Um, no, you and Gaga can stay at my house these days, your house was burned down anyway..."
"But, it's really possible..."
Before Xingyun could finish her words, she was interrupted by Hongli, who turned around and walked into the kitchen: "Okay, okay, don't refuse Sister Hongli.
Also, let’s have dinner together tonight, I’ll cook it myself…”
"Sister Hongli cooks herself..."
As if a button had been triggered, Xingyun's eyes widened suddenly, Jiu Jiner finally woke up completely, turned around and kicked out: "Goodbye, sister Hongli, I suddenly remembered that it's okay for me to sleep in the ruins, sister Hongli, hurry up let me go!"
"You guy."
Hong Li grabbed Xing Yun's collar and looked at the latter frantically trying to escape, with a look of displeasure on her face: "You actually reacted quickly enough."
"Dad said that!"
Xingyun exclaimed in horror: "As long as you practice martial arts to a certain level, you can form instinctive muscle memory!
Therefore, survival is also a human instinct. Sister Hongli, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you..."
"Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you."
Hong Li rolled her eyes: "There is enough food in the house. I won't let you eat the food I cooked. Someone else is eating it."
"There are other victims!!!"
Xingyun's eyes widened: "Senior sister, killing too much will put a burden on your cultivation path!"
Hongli: "..."
Tic-tacs popped up on Hongli's head one after another, and her fist hardened involuntarily: "Why don't you eat it for him?"
"But appropriate and decisive killing is also necessary!"
Xingyun looked at Hongli solemnly: "Come on, senior sister, I support you!"
"whispering sound."
Hongli let go of her hand and glanced at Xingyun: "I told you, it was just an accident last time. Is it really true that you don't give people a chance to change? Do you want to beat senior sister to death with a stick?
Don’t you know that after three days of separation, you should treat each other with admiration? "
"Senior sister is right!"
Xingyun looked ashamed: "It was my fault, I shouldn't have shown that attitude."
"Oh, it's good to know."
"So where is the food reserve?"
"Climb for me too!"
Hong Li closed the kitchen door tightly with a look of displeasure on her face.
"It's so weird, whether it's my caring and loving aunt at the beginning, or the silly and sweet Xiaoyun before, why do I always feel...
They seemed to be influenced by someone... Forget it, it couldn't be me anyway! "
"Ah this..."
Xingyun looked at the tightly closed kitchen door with a guilty expression: "Senior Sister Hongli, you can't really be angry...but I just want to live...
Oh, by the way, Gaga, I have to remind Gaga..."
Xingyun suddenly realized that her child had crawled somewhere, and she quickly looked around in a panic, fearing that the child would crawl onto Sister Hongli's chopping board or something...
Then, she saw Gaga was placed on a small cushion, and Xiao Huo was standing in front of him with a serious face, waving his wings.
"As someone who has been through this, my sister must teach you some things so that you can avoid many detours and grow up safely."
Xiaohuo thought for a while, jumped up and down, flew to the red glass desk, dragged over a large notebook, leaned it back with a stool to stand up straight, then held a pen with its wings and clicked on the notebook.
"Well, you may not be able to read yet, but it doesn't matter. Just listen to me. I made this book mainly to get the feeling of being a teacher."
"quack?"
Little Gaga tilted her head.
"Ahem, okay, don't interrupt, don't look around, class has started."
Xiaohuo patted the notebook: "First of all, if you want to survive, you must have food and drink. This is very important.
So, the first point is, you must learn to cry and call your mother when you are hungry. If you don’t tell your mother, how will she know that you are hungry? "
"quack!"
Little Gaga's eyes lit up, and he nodded as if he understood something. He learned what he learned, and what Teacher Xiaohuo said at the beginning was really useful!
"As long as you know it's something practical, it's all based on the experience of people who have been there. I'm not afraid that you can't do it, but I'm afraid that you won't listen!"
Xiao Huo shook his head and continued: "Second, mom is the one who depends on us and gets along day and night. In many cases, we can rely on mom to solve difficulties, but there are exceptions.
You have to know that mothers are actually children in their own homes, and it is their first time to take care of a child. If you are not careful, you may be killed, so you have to learn to protect yourself while filling your stomach. ! "
"quack?"
To raise... to raise to death...?
Little Gaga was stunned. Why, the topic suddenly became scary.
"Wow, don't believe it!"
Xiaohuo glared at Gaga: "I'm telling you something very serious. Do you know how lucky you are to have my words and deeds to teach you now?!
You are like me. No one taught me back then. I almost died when I crossed the river by feeling the stones. Even so, I still have scars from the years on my body. Let’s just talk about the corners of my eyes...
Oh, I don’t have any scars on my body, so that’s okay. In short, you must have a sense of self-preservation. I will divide it into the following points: adapting to the situation, glib tongue, sweet talk..."
"What are they talking about..."
Xingyun tilted his head and looked at Xiao Huo waving his wings with a serious look on his face, while his own Gaga looked like he had benefited a lot.
But because they are not speaking human language, but the private chat voice of an open group, from Xingyun's perspective...
Xiaohuo: "Chirp, chirp, chirp! Chirp? Chirp!"
Quack: "Quack! Quack! Quack!"
Xingyun: "..."
Damn, curious, seems to know what they are talking about!
…
"Hmph! You don't think I can make anything delicious, right?"
Hongli waved her kitchen knife, with a murderous look on her face, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction: "The more you don't believe it, the more seriously I have to make a delicious dish that will make Hei Yang want to eat it and make him want to eat it. Saliva, the kind that makes you swallow your tongue if you want to eat! Hum, let’s get to work!”
As a master of swords and guns, he is more than capable of using a kitchen knife. He can use red glass three times to remove two, remove hair, remove impurities, cut into pieces, clean...
"Wait a minute, after the last battle, it seems that I haven't had time to replenish my equipment..."
Hong Li frowned and looked at the pots on the shelf: "Well, there are four more pots. Last time, how many pots were used in total, thirteen? Fourteen?
These four pots may not be enough. After all, it is normal for beginners to waste ingredients...
Well, to round things off, kitchen utensils are also considered ingredients! "
