Broken Night

Chapter Thirty-Five - Food

Compared to walking, the Nalaima's speed is indeed much faster.

In just over half an hour, they have come to Bharatiya.

Lan Ming pointed in the direction of the home, and the old coachman walked along the road.

In just a moment, he arrived at Lan Ming's house.

Xu Yan and Lan Ming got off one after another.

Lan Ming digs something out of the big burden. It is really not easy to find something from a burden that is bigger than himself. It took him a long time to find something.

That's a big bag.

The bag is bigger than usual, like a flatbread.

Because it was made by himself, and it was originally used as food for the journey.

"You talk too much, old coachman. You need to eat, and so do the horses. I'll give you the steamed buns. Can we be cheaper next time?"

Xu Yan and the old coachman looked at each other and laughed at each other for a moment.

"Little Brother Xu, your friends are so interesting! Hahaha! Good! Next time you will be cheaper, hahaha!" The old coachman took the buns and laughed, and then left along the road. While eating the steamed buns, he tutted his tongue in admiration: "This steamed bun is so delicious... uh... it's cheap but not too much..."

Xu Yan also laughed, maybe this is Lan Ming's solution.

Well, it's very Lan Ming style.

...

The two children continued to walk.

But in a blink of an eye, he saw the house in front of him.

This isn't a village, it's more like... Hidden?

The house is deep into the woods, there is a lake in the woods, and the lake is the house.

The house is not big, and the whole body is made of wood.

On the periphery of the house, all kinds of flowers and plants are blooming and colorful.

Among the flowers and grasses, there is a long and slender road, with some fine white gravel on the road, it is interesting to step on it.

This made Xu Yan a little surprised.

He turned his head and looked at Lan Ming's poor and sour look, and the generous and beautiful house in front of him, there was an extreme sense of conflict between the two.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Lan Ming was carrying a large burden, but he was walking like flying, stepping on the white gravel to the door. Xu Yan was slightly surprised by the speed, just like watching a snail running as fast as a rabbit. Could it be that Lan Ming's physical strength is also very powerful?

...

Xu Yan slowly followed Lan Ming to the house.

He didn't cross the threshold, just looked inside the house from outside.

Very simple to build, not even a stove.

Because its stove and various kitchen utensils are directly in the hall, under a huge stove, the wood is burning vigorously. This is a quirky design in which the stove room and the hall are integrated. And looking further inside, there are two small doors, probably Lan Ming's room.

"Are you back?" A gentle voice sounded, and he only saw Lan Ming holding a woman with her back to him.

The woman's head was tied in a bun, and she didn't look high.

Lan Ming snuggled into the woman's arms, greedily inhaling the scent of the woman's body. After a long time, he remembered what he had forgotten: "Mom, I brought Brother Xu back!"

"Oh?"

The woman slowly turned around and looked at Xu Yan: "You are the Xiao Yan that Xiao Ming often said? Come in, don't stay. Just be your own home."

Xu Yan was also stunned when he looked at the woman. The woman's appearance was very ordinary, and looking closely, he clearly captured the outline similar to Lan Ming. But she always showed a gentle smile, like the sun about to go down the mountain, not dazzling, but still with a warm and peaceful feeling.

This feeling made him very comfortable.

"Then... then I'm going to disturb you."

...

On the table, there are three dishes and one soup.

The aroma alone seemed to turn into substance, causing Xu Yan's saliva to flow on the desk.

Lan Ming's mother smiled slightly: "Come on, pick up your chopsticks. I heard Xiao Ming say that your mouth is very demanding. Let's see if I am satisfied with my craftsmanship?"

Lan Ming ignored this and ate it directly, causing Lan Ming's mother to stare at him.

Xu Yan also hurriedly said, "I'm welcome." Then he moved his chopsticks.

Not too complicated dish.

Stir-fried beef with green vegetables, boiled eggs, and a steamed fish.

But when Xu Yan ate it, he seemed to be eating food from another world. Its taste is well-defined, and it is hard to imagine that such an ordinary dish can have such a rich taste and texture.

As if feeling Xu Yan's doubts, Lan Ming's mother still smiled and said, "The more ordinary you are, the more extraordinary you can show. This kind of ordinary home-cooked dishes can best reflect the chef's skills. Xiao Ming is very fond of today. Looking forward, being a mother can't let him be rude by going all out."

"Mom!" Lan Ming shouted, dragging a long complaining voice.

"Hehe, it's fine. Mommy, isn't that a reward for Homura taking care of you at the academy?"

Xu Yan immediately said, "It's serious, but Lan Ming is actually taking care of me at the academy."

"Haha." The woman covered her mouth and smiled. Her every move made people feel warm, without any sense of abruptness: "Well, friends should take care of each other. Come, have a drink. You know This soup is the essence."

When Lan Ming heard the words, he immediately filled a bowl and handed it to his mother, and another bowl to Xu Yan, and finally took a sip of it himself. Just after importing, Lan Ming exclaimed: "Mom! This is..."

"Special..." Lan Ming's mother said mysteriously, "Let Xiao Yan feel it himself."

Xu Yan glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and then took a slow sip.

Just as he entered his mouth, his eyes lit up: "This taste..."

Lan Ming hurriedly said as if offering a treasure: "Brother Xu, you have a good time! This is food!"

The woman smiled slightly: "I went to the market today and just heard that a fisherman had caught a mouthful of fish, so I bought it."

Mouthfish is a low-level tattooed beast.

The corners of the fish's mouth are born with four lines, and the lines are formed into simple lines, which can improve the degree. Therefore, the mouth fish is quite difficult to catch, but even if it is low-level, it can only be eaten, which is the grain food. Chopping off the head of the fish and using it to make soup is very helpful for the growth of the body. It is a kind of food that is quite suitable for growing children like them.

...

This taste...

Xu Yan was stunned, exactly the same.

He also took another sip, and the taste was exactly the same: "This...how is it exactly the same as what my father made?"

The woman was slightly stunned: "It's exactly the same? It's impossible. Although the ingredients can be changed, the seasoning skills of this fish soup are probably only me and Xiaoming... eh?" Her eyes fell on Xu Yan's face , slightly ecstatic.

When Xu Yan saw Mao, he said somewhat uncertainly: "Well...the taste is indeed exactly the same..."

There are mixed feelings in his mind?

Is this a tattoo?

This fish soup is his favorite dish. Therefore, Xu Tian used to do it to him at least once a week. Like the time when I fainted because of the excessive view of the lines, I woke up with this fish soup. At that time, he also secretly felt that Xu Tian was a philistine, showing a painful expression at the mere fish soup splashed on the desk.

So, what you have been eating is tattoo food?

The woman whispered like a whisper: "Your surname is Xu, your father's surname is Xu Mingtian, right?"

Xu Yan was shocked: "How do you..."

Lan Ming looked at Xu Yan and then at his mother, pulling her mother's sleeve a little uneasy: "Mom...what's the matter?"