Strange World Little Cooking Saint - 1076. Chapter 1057

Not long after Shi Yugang finished packing, Lizheng was back again.

He came back here to deliver rice noodles and meat dishes to Shi Yu and the others. “These are all his own things, you should use them.”

Not to mention, Shi Yu was really hungry, and even groaned in his stomach.

She hasn’t felt hungry for a long time, and this place is really weird.

Depressing the surprise, Shi Yu thanked you: “Thank you.” She felt that she should give something in return, but she didn’t know what to pay for it, so she had to go back and send it back.

“Don’t be so polite.” Li was waving his hand, “Most of us in Xinghua Village have the surname Xie. I think you are also young, so you can sell the old one. You just call me Xie Uncle.”

“Okay.” Shi Yu nodded in response.

Uncle Xie said a few words and left. Shi Yu only noticed the vegetables in the basket at this time. It was probably because of the full spiritual power that the colors of the dishes were particularly beautiful. She withdrew a green leaf and put it in her mouth to chew it. The spiritual power contained in it was no worse than the precious medicine in the next heaven.

“Are you… hungry?” she asked Wen Heng.

Wen Heng motioned to her to give things to herself, “People in this village think they are just ordinary people, we naturally have to follow their rules. Today at noon, I want to eat scones and bone soup.”

Shi Yu understood what he meant.

The people in this village are not ordinary people.

But they clearly don’t have spiritual roots, no matter how unusual they are, they can’t resist the invasion of monsters.

But looking at Wen Heng’s slight worry, Shi Yu had no choice but to settle the lunch first.

This family has a kitchen, but it has been useless for a long time, and there is some dust on it.

For Shi Yu, cleaning is just a matter of moving his fingers.

With the rice noodles and meat dishes sent by Uncle Xie, Shi Yu was simmering big bone soup while making scones with noodles.

As soon as the things were done, Chu Shuang, who went to wander around, came back, or he came with a smell. When I saw the burnt and crispy scones on the table in front of the door, my eyes were shining, “I finally have something to eat today!”

With his appearance, Shi Yu knew that the former Chu Shuang had returned.

This Chu Shuang hasn’t changed at all. He has a scone in one hand, and while taking a bite, there is a “fragrant” on the left and a “cool” on the right. It is a joy to eat.

Wen Heng was not as bold as Chu Shuang. He tore the scones and put them in his mouth a little bit, and then took a sip of the soup slowly. Compared with Chu Shuang, there was about a hundred times in between when he was eating with no expression on his face. Jade.

Shi Yu made a total of twenty scones, and almost half of them went into Chu Shuang’s stomach.

After eating the scones and drank two bowls of bone soup, Chu Shuang touched his stomach contentedly and leaned on the chair. Chao Shiyu complained: “You don’t know how cruel that bastard is, since he woke up. After that, I didn’t drink a bite of hot soup, I had a bite of hot rice!”

Before he finished speaking, his eyes turned, and his face changed back to his former indifferent face.

Shi Yu probably knew what was going on. She ate the last bit of scones in her hand, and then kindly reminded Chu Shuang: “You have vegetable leaves on your teeth.”

Chu Shuang: “…”

When the soup was full, Wen Heng put down the spoon, and then kindly reminded him: “Remember to wash the dishes.”

Chu Shuang looked at the dishes on the table, feeling a little bitter about what was going on.

So far, they can be regarded as living in Xinghua Village.

In the evening, Uncle Xie invited them to dinner, saying that they had caught mandarin fish, and they must be allowed to taste the craftsmanship of Xie’s sister-in-law.

After the result, the dishes on the table were not only mandarin fish, but a table full of 18 dishes. Although each dish did not taste as good as Shiyu’s craftsmanship, it had a homely feel.

Pushing cups on the dinner table, not to mention Wen Heng and Chu Shuang, even Shi Yu drank several glasses of apricot blossom wine at the warm invitation of the Xie family.

The wine smelled fragrant at first, but after a cup of it, the wine’s strength rose. After a few cups, Shi Yu became inexplicably excited. She thought she was very clear-headed and talked more.

“Where did the little friends come from?” Uncle Xie was still smiling.

Shi Yu replied loudly: “I’ve always been here, I want to go wherever I go!”

“…” Before this day started, it felt like I couldn’t talk.

Wen Heng smiled and embraced her by his side, and said, “She is drunk.”

“I’m not drunk!” When Shiyu heard the words, he was about to stand up to get the wine, “Just this wine still wants to get me drunk? Back then, the wine of Senior Wuyou didn’t make me drunk, let alone this.”

How could Wen Heng let her continue, press her down hard, and said to Uncle Xie: “She has drunk too much tonight, why don’t you have a drink with Uncle Xie?”

Uncle Xie readily agreed.

But soon he discovered that this young man was even more immaculate, and if he wanted to confide in his mouth, he might as well chat with the drunk Shiyu.

The meal didn’t end until midnight.

Chu Shuang was still pushing the wheelchair, but Shi Yu was leaning on Wen Heng, and the three of them walked towards their residence.

Behind them, Uncle Xie frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he arrived in the house, Wen Heng hugged Shiyu and stood up, “Find a place to sleep by yourself.”

Chu Shuang left consciously.

The stairs in the house are made of wood, and you will make a slight noise when you step on it. After holding Shiyu to the room on the second floor, Wen Heng gently moved her to the bed.

The bed was newly arranged in the afternoon, and the scent of honey locust still remained on the quilt. Wen Heng looked at Shiyu who had subconsciously retracted her body into the quilt, and thought about it for a moment, and simply lay down beside her in her clothes.

Shi Yu admitted that he was her fiancé, so it was not too much for them to do this.

Mingyue slipped in quietly outside. Shi Yu was actually a poor sleeping person. Because of the effect of wine, his nature was even more arbitrary. She hugged the quilt and rolled around. Later, when she noticed that there was a heat source around her, she arched towards the heat source…

When Shi Yu woke up the next morning, she saw herself holding the waist of someone… Looking up again, Wen Heng was sitting there leaning on the bed, reading a book in his hand. I noticed that she was awake, her eyes still did not leave the book, “There is food on the table.”

Shi Yu woke up a little, and he shrank in the quilt, hesitatingly said: “Last night…”

“Nothing happened last night.”

“real?”

Wen Heng put the book down, “Does it mean that you are sorry with your skeptical expression?”

Shi Yu sat up. She had originally argued with Wen Heng that she couldn’t regret it, but now that she was sober, looking at Wen Heng’s face, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she couldn’t move her eyes. Further down, the exquisite and beautiful collarbone is looming at the neckline, and the jade buckle on the front is meticulously tied…

“Wen Heng,”

“how?”

Shi Yu cheated forward and whispered in his ear: “What should I do if I feel sorry now?”