Lucky Chef

Chapter 31
On the hillside, in front of the hut, the sun is just right at noon.

Luo Jin coughed twice, approached slowly, with a soft voice, "Shao Luo, you are at home."

Shao Luo didn't look up, he was still sharpening his knife up and down.

Luo Jin knew that he was cold-tempered, so he didn't care.

"Today my mother wanted to eat braised pork. When I cooked it, I didn't have a pinch on hand and overcooked it, so I brought you some..."

While talking, he took a few steps forward, triumphantly lifted the lid of the food box, brought out the soft and delicious braised pork inside like a treasure, and sent it to Shao Luo.

Luo Jin couldn't help but feel a little proud of the fragrance that was overflowing and gushing out.

It is said that men are carnivorous animals, such dishes, such aromas, which one is not a big index finger, let alone a young man who lives alone, it is because of his blood...

Luo Jin just waited to see Shao Luo take the bait and feast on it before laughing at him.

Smelling the aroma, Shao Luo paused his hands, slowly raised his head, and looked at the plate of soft and glutinous braised pork.

Luo Jin smiled.

Waiting for the good times to come!
Shao Luo's face changed in an instant!

His eyes were like a sharp sword shooting at a murderer's heart, his complexion was covered with lightning, and it erupted instantly.

The knife sharpener suddenly picked up the knife in his hand, and the plate containing the braised pork flew into the sky.

Next, a word shocking!
"roll……"

Following the sound of shocking the sky, the plate of fragrant and soft braised pork in front of him formed a beautiful parabola in the sky.

The word "stop drinking" came suddenly, with anger mixed with it, urgent and abrupt, like thunder rolling down from the ninety-nine clouds, sweeping over, splitting Luo Jin's head and face, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

Luo Jin stood there stupidly, with a stiff smile on his face.

She was dumbfounded, her eyes only knew to follow the parabolic plate.

The plate fell to the ground and smashed into pieces, and the soft and glutinous braised pork splattered everywhere. Luo Jin regained his senses, his heart was smashed like the plate, and naturally he didn't feel angry.

"Shao Luo! You... what are you doing?"

"Are you sick? If you are sick, you can cure it! It's so strange, why do you want to vent your anger on the food I cooked so hard? Don't want to eat it? Just say it if you don't want to eat it. No one is begging you to eat it! "

Looking back, Shao Luo was still sharpening the hatchet, without squinting his eyes, as if what happened just now had never happened, but the air-conditioning around his body became heavier.

Luo Jin's face turned green.

"Where did I offend you?"

Shao Luo frowned.

"Okay, okay, you have the ability! You have the ability!"

"If you have the ability, just don't eat my cooking again in this life!"

Shao Luo sharpened the knife vigorously, the up and down movements became faster, the knife was already extremely sharp, the light of the knife flickered, and all the refracted light shot into Luo Jin's eyes.

Luo Jin's eyes were a little red, I don't know if it was red from the light of the knife, or from anger.

She felt as if she was a joke!

Even if Shao Luo got up and cut her now, she couldn't hold back some words, stomped her feet, and said with red eyes, "You...you bastard!"

"roll!"

This time there was a response, but Luo Jin's response was only one word, short and violent!
Luo Jin was so choked that he couldn't speak anymore, and stared at Shao Luo with red eyes.

However, Shao Luo turned a blind eye to it, the hatchet seemed to be sharpened to his satisfaction, he no longer sharpened the knife, but was there leisurely wiping the knife with a cloth.

The blade is cold!
Shao Luo seemed to only have that knife in his eyes!

Luo Jin was convulsed with anger, and he clenched his hands tightly.Stomach aches, lungs explode, and smoke rises from the head, the whole person is going to catch fire!
I wish I could poke my eyes out and never look at him again.

I can't wait to snatch that knife, throw it on the ground and step on it madly...

Damn, a good intention was eaten by a dog!
What the hell, rushing to be a bitch!

All of a sudden my heart is ashamed!

For the first time, Luo Jin was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

However, after thinking about it, she didn't do anything, she knew that she could only bring shame on herself if she stayed!

Taking a deep breath, he stroked the lungs that were about to explode, and glanced at Shao Luo, "Go to hell, you!" He threw the food in his hand directly at Shao Luo, turned and left the hut.

Of course, with her skill, the food box would not be able to hit anyone. Shao Luo's head tilted slightly, and the food box flew to nowhere.

Luo Jin left the thatched hut on the mountain with anger. Shao Luo, who escaped the blow from the food box, put down the rag that had been wiping the hatchet.

After a while, he said to himself with no expression on his face, "What a fierce horse!"

Turn around and enter the hut.

The hut is simple and simple, but there is an incense table for offering sacrifices in the middle of the room.

As soon as he entered the room, the cold air on Shao Luo's face was swept away, his expression was unprecedentedly dignified, his three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife carving, and his whole person exuded a kind of domineering aura that shocked the world.

With a movement of the wrist, the extremely sharp hatchet flew out and stuck in the middle of the sacrificial table.

"Brother, today is the anniversary of your death, and I'm here to commemorate you."

Shao Luo's lowered eyes were filled with compassion, filled with nostalgia, a little red, but when he raised them, they were more resolute.

Looking up again, the determination is still there, but the compassion and nostalgia are gone.

In its place was a smile, a wicked smile.

There is hatred and irony in that smile, which is both dangerous and aloof, reminiscent of the flower that grows by the Santu River - Bianhua, blooming in full bloom in the air and all over the world.

……

Luo Jin went down the mountain full of anger, and after he got his breath, he still couldn't help scolding Shao Luo, that dead man countless times, and even greeted his eighteen generations of ancestors cordially. !
But even so, she still felt perplexed!

Resentful and unwilling, Luo Jin aggrieved and yelled again in the direction of the thatched cottage on the mountain!
In the end, I don't know if I was tired of scolding, or I thought of a new way to get revenge on Shao Luo, and whispered.

"Don't you hate me, huh! Small! I don't believe that I can't subdue you as a dead piece of wood. I have decided that I will depend on you in this life. I will torture you, torment you, and take revenge on you for the rest of my life. If you have the ability, you will die in this life That's all! I promise, I will never piss you off!"

There happened to be a small grass next to it, Luo Jin stretched out his hand and pulled it out, rubbing it back and forth, as if that small grass was the Shao wood.

Luo Jin's mood seemed to improve after it was ravaged to pieces.

She is a hot-tempered person who dares to love and hate, she comes and goes quickly.

After venting in this way, he let out a deep breath, and the air that was just blocked in the chest cavity has been relaxed a lot.

She chatted happily there, but she didn't notice that behind the tree not far away, someone was peeping at her, listening to her excitement, clenched his fists, and wanted to rush out several times to argue with her.

……

(End of this chapter)