After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

Fang Zhe sat next to Jiang Su, lowered his head and lowered his eyes. In his hand was the leaf taken from the little doctor's head.

The light in his eyes was bright, but his expression became more and more confused.

The wind blew the leaves, and his head was covered with a few scattered leaves.

"..."

"Xiao Zhe, your father is the cook this time and has cooked a lot of food. You spent a lot of time helping the leader to refine the magic weapon a few days ago. You have a rest today and come and eat with us."

The woman was dressed in a long white robe, holding a large porcelain and jade bowl in her hand. In the plate were grains of spiritual rice as crystal clear as pearls.

Spiritual rice is eaten by monks when they enjoy life, and its price is as high as that of ordinary rice.

Most monks rarely eat meals made from spiritual materials, firstly because of the price, and secondly because they have become accustomed to fasting, which means that they have full spiritual power and do not take in secular things.

"okay."

The red monk was sitting in the courtyard with an old book in his hand.

The woman smiled brightly and handed the bowl in front of Fang Zhe. He took it and placed it in the middle of the stone table.

The family often ate on the stone table in the courtyard.There are thick and lush elm trees planted on the side, blocking most of the sunlight.

"Where's my sister?" Fang Zhe glanced around the yard, but his little sister was nowhere to be seen.

"Xiao Yuan, she went to the kitchen. Your father said he was going to cook. She wanted to watch the excitement, so she went there because of the smell of your father's cooking."

Mother Fang's eyebrows were arched, and she stood beside Fang Zhe, bowing slightly to look at the book in his hand.

"Is this the inheritance the leader gave you?"

Mother Fang couldn't see the contents clearly, and only the heirs could read the book of inheritance.

Fang Zou tilted his head slightly, closed the book, and put it into the storage bag.He raised his eyes to look at his mother, and felt that her mother was a little strange today.

Since when did she care about what books she studied?
Today, why is my father cooking?I remember, didn’t my father know how to cook?
Fang Zhe was a little confused. He stood up and walked towards the kitchen where smoke was curling up. The sound of hot oil could be heard from ten feet away.

"Xiao Zhe, go ahead. I'll sit here for a while."

"it is good."

The man in red gradually smelled the rich aroma, which was the aroma of food mixed with hot oil and meat fat.

Their Infernal Affairs Sect is rich, and many of its disciples buy some spirit beast meat from time to time, saying it is good for their cultivation.

"What kind of spiritual animal's meat is it today? Why is it so fragrant?"

A man in a long white robe happened to come out of the door carrying a plate of fried meatballs. He bumped into Fang Zhe, took a few steps back and looked up to see the visitor, who was quietly startled.

"Xiao Zhe? Are you anxious? Hahaha, I'm cooking today, and I want you to taste the taste first." Fang's father held a pair of chopsticks in his hand, holding the plate with one hand, and passing the chopsticks to Fang Zhe with the other.

The red-robed monk was even more confused. He did not show it, but naturally took the pair of white chopsticks with a lighter texture.

The fingertips rubbed it slightly, and it felt very familiar.

Why did you change the chopsticks?Where are the porcelain chopsticks you used to have at home?
His eyes fell on the meatballs piled up on the plate.These meatballs are topped with varying amounts of gravy, glistening in the sun, and full of color, flavor, and flavor.

"Father, your skills are getting better and better."

Before Fang Zhe even tasted it in his mouth, he knew that this dish must be a treasure that could be called a delicacy. He even compared it to the most delicious food in his heart.

Father Fang smiled brightly, showing two rows of white teeth.

He stared closely at the folded chopsticks and saw the meatballs being caught and put into his mouth.Following Fang Zhe's chewing movements, Fang's father's mouth also made similar slight movements.

The meatballs were indeed exactly as Fang Zhe had guessed. They were definitely a rare delicacy in heaven and earth.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, and my father actually has this kind of skill."

The alluring aroma lingered between the two of them. Under his gaze, Fang Zhe took two more meatballs and savored the taste of the meat.

Suddenly thinking of his purpose, Fang Zhe put down his chopsticks and handed them to Fang's father.

"Where's your sister?"

He came to see his sister.

After not seeing each other for half a year, my sister is approaching her second birthday, and I have already made a birthday gift for her.This is the first time he has personally prepared a gift for his sister.

Fang Zhe was looking forward to it.

"Your sister is inside." Father Fang smiled, reached out to take the plate of meatballs, turned and walked towards the stone table in the courtyard.

The sound of footsteps faded away.

The man in red walked into the kitchen, and the rich aroma still filled his nostrils. He could hardly smell the aroma of the spiritual grass hanging long at the door.

The kitchen was empty.

"Xiao Yuan isn't here?" Fang Zhe was startled. He looked around at the pots and pans, but there was no one in sight.

"Is it hiding it? She is not even two years old yet, does she already like to play this game? It seems that Xiaoye also liked it before..."

The man murmured to himself and rummaged through the firewood pile next to the stove. He did not dare to use force, lest his sister would be injured by him hiding inside.

While he was rummaging around, the man turned his head slightly, and out of some unknown state of mind, he lifted the lid of the large pot on the stove.

What comes into view is...

A giant ball of flesh.

There are white bones scattered on it, with different shapes. The whole body is small, and the two sides are sometimes symmetrical.

The green silk satin was bunched together, some were in the meat balls, some were hanging on the bones, and some were clinging in the iron pot, mixed with oil and black stuff.

The fragrant oil slowly flowed down from one part of the white bones, and when it hit the side of the iron pot, it made a "sizzling-" sound, accompanied by the rising fine smoke.

This green satin looks familiar.

"When Xiao Yuan was born... I bought it for her."

Fang Zhe whispered softly.

"..."

The next moment, he opened his eyes almost in disbelief, thrust his bare hands into the hot meat ball, and stepped forward to pull off the greasy upper layer!
Take it out? ! !
The oil was on his fingertips, and the smooth feeling impacted all his senses.He touched a pair of round beads, which were crisp, tender and elastic. There were a few strands of thread behind the beads...

He was stunned, looking stupidly at the black and white ball in his hand.

"Xiao...Yuan?"

The man's hands kept shaking, and his wide eyes seemed to be frozen, with most of the whites around them exposed and his pupils shrinking suddenly.

Footsteps came.

He turned around and looked at the couple in white robes.

The woman's smile was quiet and gentle, her hands were clasped in front of her, her eyes were dull and dark, but full of love and affection.

The man also has a kind and loving smile.

They stared at Fang Zhe.

"Xiao Zhe, okay?"

"Fang Zhe, I'm pretty good at it, right?"

"..."

The man in red was almost trembling all over. His eyes were in a daze, his mouth was slightly opening and closing, his upper and lower lips were touching lightly, and the tip of his tongue seemed uncomfortable.

"This is?"

The man and woman said matter-of-factly: "Yeah?! The leader specifically told us to give you a good patch up, saying..."

"The meat is delicious and perfect for replenishing your body!"

"Yes, your master still cares about you and let us fry it. Sure enough! It tastes amazing!"

"……fragrant?"