"Whoosh!"
The water splashed everywhere, and the flying water drops shone brightly in the sun, like gems.
The surging water waves are filled with white foam bit by bit. As the water goes in and out, the purity turns into a deep color with a little bit of darkness, the dirty turns into clean, and the pure turns into pitch black.
Wearing a white vest, the man exposed his strong arms. His huge chest muscles seemed to burst the clothes. With the movement of his hands, the muscles surged like a tide. His skin showed a healthy white color in the sun and was tied into a ponytail. His hair was trembling and trembling.
"What a beautiful day."
He squinted his eyes with some enjoyment, feeling the sun hitting his face. The temperature was just right. The man said with emotion, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Roar!"
Behind the man, a monster that looked taller, stronger and more ferocious than the man nodded in approval. It clearly had protruding fangs, strong and somewhat uncoordinated muscles, and its body was covered with thick short hair, but it was wearing Wearing an oversized pink apron with a little rabbit on the chest, she was holding a sheet that was a little too small for it, and carefully hung the sheet on the bamboo pole.
"Finish!"
The man wrung out the last pair of underwear, piled the twisted clothes into a big basin, clapped his hands, and stretched out his waist with some pleasure.
"Roar!"
The monster picked up the basin full of clothes and began to put the clothes on the hangers one by one and hang them up to dry.
"Sure enough, the clothes are still clean by hand washing, washing machine and so on are all heresy!"
He buried his face in his freshly washed cotton top. The touch was a little rough and wet with a cold touch on his face. The man said some strange words in his mouth.
"Ah! Brother, you washed my clothes again, and you said I did it myself."
The girl who bowed her head several times to the man ran out of the room angrily. Looking at her hanging underwear, her face suddenly turned red and she said a little embarrassed.
"Isn't it because you are tired? Do you dislike your brother?"
The man's big hand with a cross scar covered the girl's head and said with a smile.
"No way, it's just that I'm shy."
The girl said coyly, with a blush that reached her earlobes on her pretty face.
"You are too honest, be more arrogant."
The man held his chin and looked at the somewhat naive sister in front of him. He thought this thing was really fun.
"Ah, I'm ignoring you!"
The girl shook her head left and right a few times, and finally kicked her feet, looking very angry.
"is this correct?"
After the girl finished a series of actions, she tilted her head and looked at the man and asked.
"Pfft hahaha! Let's forget it."
The man seemed to have seen something funny and covered his mouth and laughed.
“(‵□′)”
The girl clenched her arms tightly in anger at the ridicule, stomped her feet on the ground a few times, and then turned around and returned to the house. As she walked, she stepped hard on the ground and made a sound to express her dissatisfaction.
"Xiaomei will have more fun when she grows up."
Seeing the girl angrily walking back to the house, the man put his arm around the monster's shoulders and said with a smile.
"Roar!(﹁"﹁)"
The monster looked at the unconscious man speechlessly, and shrugged helplessly, "Who is that?"
...
"Don't be angry."
Zheng Yuan said cautiously as he poked the autistic Xiaomei facing the wall with a branch.
"Hmph! (*≧ｍ≦*)"
Xiaomei didn't look back, folded her arms and pouted, staring at the wall, as if there was something on it that could make her stare.
"Hey hey hey."
Zheng Yuan smiled mischievously. Although the little thing in front of her looked very angry, as long as he brought out delicious food, she would calm down on her own!
...
"It's over."
Holding a huge portion of steaming fried rice, Zheng Yuan still stared at the wall. Xiaomei, who didn't look back even though her stomach was growling, felt a thump in her heart. This seemed to be...
Really angry?
The classic Cady Egg Soufflé with a sweet aroma.
Spicy and sour scorpion beef claws sprinkled with a few drops of lemon juice.
...
More than ten dishes were placed on the table behind Xiaomei. Zheng Yuan confidently put the white towel on his hand. With such delicious food, anything he thought about was forgivable!
"How...how is it possible!"
When he saw Xiaomei who kept hunching her shoulders and wiping her hands on her face without looking back, Zheng Yuan's eyes widened in shock.
"Can you actually tolerate such delicious food? It seems that I have really done something too much."
Zheng Yuan smiled bitterly, put the towel on his shoulders, and walked out desolately.
...
"Suck."
Swallowing, Xiaomei kept wiping the corners of her mouth, resisting her appetite.
"smell good!"
Looking at the white walls, the anger in my heart towards Zheng Yuan teasing me has long disappeared. It is not a big deal, it is just the anger caused by being treated like a child by my brother and being teased. That anger is in the offensive of delicious food. The desire has long since subsided, and now what I am holding on to is just a little girl's face and a little bit of shame.
"Hey, don't leave!"
When she heard Zheng Yuan's sigh, Xiaomei felt happy in her heart. As long as Zheng Yuan apologized or gave him a step, she could borrow a donkey to go downhill. However, she didn't even wait until Zheng Yuan heard the sound of the door closing behind her. Xiaomei's eyes widened as she apologized.
"Smelly brother! Can you say I'm sorry for doing this?"
With another burst of anger, Xiaomei continued to shut herself up while smelling the fragrance.
...
"It's over, Pochiko! Xiaomei is really angry."
Holding Bo Qizi's waist, Zheng Yuan said in a low voice with a sad face.
"Roar?"
Pochiko, who had just turned on the food TV with the remote control, let out a confused roar.
"..."
Looking at the autistic Zheng Yuan, Bo Qizi scratched his head, took a small remote control, and amplified the sound of the TV.
"...Recently, a high-level food monster has been rampant in the Sunset Sea, causing many tsunamis. Please pay attention to the surrounding ships..."
The autistic Zheng Yuan's ears stood up quietly, and then he squinted at the TV. There was a blurry picture on it that looked like it was taken by a satellite.
In the photo, there are circles of surging white rings, which should be violent waves. In the middle is a blurry monster that looks to be extremely large. The only thing clear in the photo is the unique ring in the sunset sea area. The shape of a mountain seems to be out of focus.
"This stuff... looks delicious!"
Zheng Yuan, who had moved closer to the TV at some point, touched his chin and looked at the TV, his face full of longing.
...
"Stupid brother!"
He carefully opened the door a crack and stuck his head out. He expected that cheerful and smiling face to suddenly appear and occupy his field of vision, but what he saw was the same look he had when he didn't come back, deserted and lonely.
"Brother...are you angry?"
Xiaomei opened the door, and the "sizzling" sound she was used to on weekdays was now so harsh and irritating. Xiaomei walked to the sofa with a little regret, and then sat down in a daze.
"Shouldn't I be a little angry...My brother is usually very tired...it's rare to come back..."
At this time, Xiaomei no longer felt ashamed, and only felt uneasy regret in her heart. She could not help but hug her head and lower her head.
"Roar!"
Boqizi, who appeared out of nowhere, sat next to Xiaomei and made the sofa dent, causing Xiaomei to move closer to it.
"What's this?"
Leaning next to Boqizi, looking at its open palm with a piece of white paper on it, Xiaomei picked up the paper curiously.
"Let's go out, I will definitely catch the ingredients that will make you forgive me!"
Written on the white paper was Zheng Yuan's unique, straight, printing-like font, with a smiley face after the exclamation mark.
"...Idiot brother, please apologize."
Looking at the note, Xiaomei rested her head on Pochiko's chest, murmured to herself, and then couldn't help but laugh.
"Stupid brother!"
PS: Ababa (dementia)
