kiss the beast world

Chapter 62 Advanced Lazy Cancer Patients

Lang Ye and Lang Tian were already sitting on the stools in front of the table at this time, and they hadn't moved their chopsticks yet. It looked like everyone was waiting for her to come over before eating. Wen Yue saw it and suddenly felt warm in her heart.

Seeing Wen Yue approaching, Hai Lan was just about to pick up her special bowl to help her fill the fish soup. Unexpectedly, Wen Yue immediately walked two steps faster, picked up the bowl before her, and said embarrassingly: "Aunt Lan, I Just come, go and eat."

When she came to eat, she should have come to help earlier, but now that everyone's food was ready, she was late, and she already felt sorry for it, if Aunt Lan had to serve her a meal.

Then the master will have to beat her palms with a small ruler across time and space!
Wen Yue often eats at Hailan recently, but she always arrives early every time, so it doesn't appear that other people help to serve meals, except for... Lang Ye.

For him, Wen Yue has always enjoyed it with peace of mind, no matter who told him, he insisted on bringing her to dinner.

In fact, in the beginning, every time she ate, Lang Ye forced Wen Yue to come over, otherwise, according to Wen Yue's thin-skinned characteristics, she would never be able to shamelessly come here to eat by herself.

Moreover, Wen Yue is still a late-stage patient with lazy cancer!
If no one is staring at her, she can only eat a few fruits a day to fill her stomach, and the fruit has to be the kind that doesn't need to be peeled or spit out seeds, just wash it...

Since three days ago, the Southern Wolf Clan has implemented a new policy: cancel the big pot meal, and each family will cook after each meal.

Wen Yue has been out of food since then, and has been dawdling since the first day, procrastinating and not getting her share of food, and will not appear around the sight of the tribe when it is meal time.

But if she doesn't show up, people won't forget her existence.

The tribe who divided the meat wanted to send the meat to her, but for some reason, the patriarch who "coincidentally" appeared every time coldly blocked him back.

He also confessed that from now on, there is no need to leave food for Wen Yue, and she will go back to Priest Hailan's house for dinner with him.

Although the clansmen who shared the food were a little surprised, they still truthfully followed the instructions of the patriarch.

But when Lang Ye finished explaining everything and came back to "invite" Wen Yue to dinner, she was desperately unwilling to go!

Of course Wen Yue is unwilling to go. Although she occasionally goes to Hai Lan's house to have a meal, but that is really just an occasional... Now that the family has canceled the big pot meal, how can she do it, grow a thick-skinned city wall? Eat every day?

The most important thing is that Wenyue is afraid of getting used to it, afraid of becoming dependent. Habit and dependence are terrible enemies, she... can't beat it.

Can!
If she doesn't go, how can the patriarch agree? The following scene immediately follows:
"It's okay if you don't go, then you can cook for me now." The patriarch's face was very ugly, and his voice was cold and swishing.

After finishing speaking, he just stood there and did not leave, his godlike handsome face gradually cooled down, and his deep eyes stared directly at Wen Yue.

"..." Wen Yue was embarrassed and said nothing.

What to say, nothing to say, she didn't get the ingredients, what to do, use the northwest wind?
Her stubborn appearance of not speaking and refusing to leave really made Lang Ye so angry that she wanted to arrest her and hang her up!
But, it was just thinking about it, after all, he knew in his heart whether he was willing to part with it or not.

He couldn't bear to beat her, and if he didn't beat her, he couldn't cure her. Lang Ye shook his head helplessly. He could only hug her up and walked towards Hai Lan's cave.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yue was startled instantly, and slapped Lang Ye's arm vigorously, struggling to get down.

Unexpectedly, Lang Ye suddenly hugged her even tighter, and slowly lowered his head, put his cool lips close to her ear, and said, "Do you want your mother to deliver it to you personally?"

"Or, I can deliver it in person, but..." The patriarch's eyes with unknown meaning suddenly fell on Wen Yue's red lips, and he stared scorchingly.

Wen Yue raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and just met his scorching gaze, her heart skipped a beat, she suddenly had a bad premonition, she immediately stopped covering her face with her hands, no longer struggled, no longer moved around.

Shameless, count you... amazing!
Since that time, Langye would come over to "invite" Wenyue to dinner every day when it was time for dinner. No matter where Wenyue was hiding, he could find her.

"Don't go?"

"Then hug and go."

Every time Wen Yue shied away, Lang Ye would say this.

She was so scared that she could only move silently and go to Hailan's house for dinner with him.

After all, she doesn't want to be lucky enough to be baptized by the fiery eyes of the people of Xiti Road.

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back to the front.

"..." Wen Yue shook her head violently, flicked away the memory picture that suddenly appeared, and walked to fill the fishball soup with a bowl.

This fish ball, speaking of it, was two days ago. Wen Yue personally taught the people how to make it, and when she was teaching people, she would cook it several times diligently. Besides, she looked at the spatula like a jackal, Can not get started, absolutely do not move.

It is not easy to make fish balls, the fish used must be fresh and tender, otherwise, if the bone spurs of the enemy suddenly visit while eating, the throat will suffer a lot!

After selecting the fresh and tender fish fillets, she had to chop up the fish meat and hammer it into a meat paste. Wen Yue couldn't do this process well, so she had to ask others to do it for her.

Hammer the minced meat, add an appropriate amount of egg white commonly known as 'Littlefoot' and stir evenly. After stirring evenly, add various seasonings, marinate for a while, then wash your hands, grab the fish mud with one hand and squeeze it into a fist , letting its chubby body roll out from between the fingers.

At last.

Then pick up the small wooden spoon, throw them into the pot one by one, let them boil and roll, boil and roll, roll and roll, it's done, how simple.

Except for the most important process in the middle: hammering the meat paste, which couldn't be done by hand, Wen Yue did everything else by herself.

"Awesome, my aunt is the smartest!" Wen Yue, who was eating fish ball soup, smiled very proudly at the corner of her mouth, and secretly gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

(End of this chapter)