It turned out to be hungry, so she would follow her all the time
The child looked like he had figured out the reason, and then he opened the yard door that was closed, which meant that it was not closed, "Come in!"
Shen Ying walked in gracefully, and swept around this dilapidated, but still clean room. She turned to look at Xiaodouding, who was busy beside him. Maybe because of the jet lag in God's Domain, she beat the Demon God. He was already a child of about ten years old.
"Wait here." He turned around and entered the house, not knowing where to find two salted fish, "This is given by the grandmother of the village, and that's all I have."
Shen Ying looked at the salted fish in his hand, but didn't make a sound.
"Can't you do it?" Seeing that she didn't answer, the child had to ask.
"No." He shook his head firmly.
He looked at Xianyu with some embarrassment, and then at the half-collapsed house next to him.
After speaking, she walked in, only then did Shen Ying realize that there was originally a kitchen, and a stove could still be faintly seen.
He weighed his feet, put the salted fish on the stove, ran back to the well in the yard to draw a bucket of water, and brought it in. He moved another worn-out chair and began to lie down on the stove to brush the pot. While brushing, he said to Shen Ying, who had no intention of doing anything, "I haven't cooked, so I don't know if it will."
Said that the speed of brushing the pot is faster, as if the body's instinct, even the salted fish who didn't know how to do it at first, instantly came up with more than a dozen ways to deal with it, and subconsciously said, "Unfortunately no Meter."
"I have!" Shen Ying suddenly said.
The child who was cleaning the pot was startled, and turned back to look at Shen Ying who suddenly approached. Before she could react, Shen Ying took it out directly from the bag beside him, and then pulled it hard. It was obviously only a purse-sized bag, but she instantly pulled out a sack that was bigger than his body, and it was full of The rice grains of Baihuahua are full of crystals, and a faint white gas can be seen faintly.
"Here." Shen Ying put the sack directly under his feet.
The child jumped out of the broken chair and looked curiously at these rice grains that seemed to be very beautiful. For some reason, another thought appeared in his heart, and he opened his mouth and said, "The red spirit animal meat will taste good with it, but it's a pity that this is not the case. …”
"I have it!" Before he could finish speaking, the person in front of him brushed it and took out a piece of red and bright meat from the bag.
His eyes widened, "Red spirit beast and ordinary chicken..."
"I have!" She took out another piece of chicken.
"Huh? That fairy sheep..."
"I have it!" Pulled out.
"The water beast..."
"I have it!" He continued to dig.
“Fresh Herbs…”
"I have it!" Still digging.
“Scallion Ginger Ingredients…”
"I have it!" Presumptuously.
"You Salt Sauce Vinegar..."
"I have it!" Willingly dig.
"pots and pans..."
"I have… "
Ten minutes later, all kinds of ingredients were already piled up on the floor of the kitchen, and even the outside yard was mostly piled up.
From the shock at the beginning, the child has completely calmed down. He turned around and climbed back onto the broken chair, and quickly started cooking. The more he did, the more puzzled he became. Obviously he had never cooked before, but as soon as he got the ingredients, his body knew how to do it subconsciously, as if it were an instinct.
after an hour.
A table full of delicious dishes. No need to say hello at all, Shen Ying was already sitting at the table, like a gust of wind sweeping away the leaves, and began to wipe out.
It was Xiaodouding next to him, with a puzzled look on his face, as if he didn't know what was going on at all. He glanced at the person who was eating deliciously next to him, but he didn't feel the slightest violation in his heart, as if... it was supposed to be like this. .
Turning his head and looking at the leftover ingredients that were still piled up on the floor, he pushed the person next to him, "Do you want to put it away?"
As soon as Shen Ying stopped eating, she pulled off the storage bag on her side and handed it over.
The child was stunned for a while, and took it subconsciously, only to realize that she was letting him accept it. Flicking his legs, he slid off the chair and began to stuff the ingredients all over the floor into the storage bag one by one. The more he stuffed it, the more surprised he became. He had never seen such a magical bag. It contained so many things but it was not heavy at all, as if it would never be full.
He couldn't help flipping it left and right twice, and after a while, he walked back and handed it back to the sister who suddenly appeared in front of his house.
The other party didn't answer, and while eating, he raised his chin vaguely at him, "Yours!" She was originally the cook, so she just brought it here.
"Ah?" He was startled, his small eyes widened, "You... want to give it to me?"
"Um."
He hesitated, and after thinking for a while, he put it back next to Shen Ying, "I can't have it."
"Ah?" Shen Ying paused and subconsciously replied, "What about cooking after that?"
"Do you still want to do it?" He hesitated.
"Don't do it?" she asked.
"Oh." Then he put the bag back, his small shoulders collapsed, he seemed to be... entangled by this strange big sister.
She squeezed the bag in her hand, it was a child's temperament, her eyes were bright, she seemed curious and excited, she looked at Shen Ying, who was grilling the rice, as if she wanted to ask but didn't know where to ask.
Shen Ying was a little embarrassed by his staring, pointed to the bowl and said, "Eat first! Let's talk after eating."
He glanced down and shook his head, "I don't actually need to eat."
"Huh?" Shen Ying raised her head.
As if afraid of her misunderstanding, he immediately and anxiously explained, "I... I mean, I have never been hungry since I was a child. I don't know why?" He added, "This is my secret, big sister, don't tell me, okay?" Although he was only ten years old, he still vaguely understood some things. It must be abnormal for him to not have to eat. He had never told this secret to anyone, and he blurted it out today for no apparent reason, as if he instinctively thought it was okay to tell her.
"Oh." Shen Ying replied, as if remembering something, and continued to cook.
Shen Ying ate quickly, but there were too many dishes on the table, half an hour later, she ate less than half of it. She kept eating, and the child kept watching, trying her best to hold back the doubts in her heart, seeing that she had a tendency to put down her chopsticks.
The little face suddenly lit up, and just as he was about to speak, a young male voice suddenly came from outside the room, "Hey! Wild boy, are you there?" There was a glimmer of light in his eyes that did not belong to his age.
Shen Ying grabbed the rice with her hand.
… Yo.