Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Chapter 320 Ginger

"What are you thinking about?" The fat man patted Wu Yi's shoulder. "Brother has finished feeding the food. I see you've been standing there for quite some time."

Wu Yi shook his head slightly, then smiled gently.

His voice was very soft, as if he didn't want the person involved to hear. "I've thought a lot, and suddenly I realized that I used to think too much, which led to my prejudice against him and those who loved him."

The fat man who was listening attentively did not express his confusion. He looked at Wu Yu quietly, just like the young man, and just scratched Wu Yu's nose.

Then the fat man spoke, regaining his former cheerfulness, "You are all young now, so don't let your little brain think too much. Even a full blast of firecrackers can't make as much noise as you do. You are just worrying about nothing!"

At this time, the young man also put down the basket, patted the feed in his hand, and pushed Wu Xie to the kitchen.

"Cook." The young man had no good idea and could only urge briefly.

Wu Yu was then lifted up by the fat man again.

The fat man agreed, "Brother is right! Lunch hasn't been prepared yet, and there are more and more people at home. I can't handle it all by myself!"

"That chicken..." Wu Yu didn't react in time and turned back to look.

But the fat man straightened him out and sternly reprimanded him, "Didn't I tell you that the little brother has spread out all the feed in that basket. The chickens are full, but you're still not full. Be good and go cook for me, Fatty!"

Looking at the joyful Iron Triangle, Zhang Qiling was about to get up from the rocking chair to help, but was held down by Yan Bucun.

Yan Bucun's gaze fell on Zhang Qiling's eyes. He knew Zhang Qiling's personality. Whenever they had any problems, this person would be eager to lend a hand.

It is like this underground and it is the same above.

Yan Bucun waved his palm-leaf fan indifferently and reminded them, "If they really are too busy, they will take the initiative to tell you. It's not shameful to take a break. And I know you've been very busy these past few days."

I don’t know if Zhang Qiling really listened to me. He stood there stiffly, and was pushed back into the rocking chair when the young man came over.

Yan Bucun was reluctant to force Zhang Qiling to do as he pleased, because he was not sure how much influence his words would have in Zhang Qiling's heart.

But Zhang Qiling is different. He is a vital part of the iron triangle and is cherished by Zhang Qiling.

So after Zhang Qiling was no longer in a hurry to help, Yan Bucun's interested gaze shifted to Zhang Qiling.

The other person stood in the sunlight that was not blocked by the shade of the trees, his face was as calm as it had been for ten years, but his push was much more useful than the kind advice he had just given to Zhang Qiling.

"Lunch break." Zhang Qiling took off his sun protection jacket and covered Zhang Qiling's legs with it.

Yan Bucun then shifted his gaze back. He couldn't stop others from being kind to Zhang Qiling, because this was what the best Zhang Qiling deserved.

So, he just waved the fan gently to dispel the stuffiness for Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling looked at the gaps between the leaves and slowly closed his eyes.

When Fatty and Wu Yu hurriedly brought out the dishes, Yan Bucun couldn't bear to see Zhang Qiling sleepy and woke him up.

Zhang Qiling stood up, folded the boy's coat and placed it on the rocking chair, then went to wash his hands. After completing the preparation process, he also helped to set the table for the dishes.

"Wow, how much have you done?" Black Bear bit his chopsticks and saw that Fatty was still moving.

After putting down the pickled fish, the fat man wiped the sweat off his face and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't want to have more people at home. Aren't Xiuxiu and Wang Meng here too? We have to cook more."

Huo Xiuxiu had taken a flight this morning and then a bus. She smiled and winked at the fat man, "Yeah, there are a few more mouths to feed, so we have to eat a little more. Doesn't Mr. Hei really want us to be unwelcome?"

The remarks were purely a trap, and Hei Xia Zi laughed and slammed his chopsticks on the table.

Hei Xiazi played along and said, "Hey, Miss Huo is the one who has come to visit us, so we have to treat her well. But this fish is very valuable, and these shrimps are not cheap. How about Miss Xiuxiu give us some subsidies?"

The two people's teasing made Zhang Qiling look around and couldn't take it all in.

Wang Meng immediately took the opportunity to raise his hand, but when everyone's eyes turned to him, his voice became increasingly quiet. "How about I keep this subsidy for the boss..."

Wu Xiao chuckled and pulled his hand away. "Wang Meng, you can't just follow Black Glasses and steal money from other girls just because I don't pay you."

Hearing this, Wang Meng muttered in embarrassment, "That depends on how long it's been since it was opened... I can't even afford to eat, and Miss Huo paid for my travel expenses."

"What are you mumbling about?" Wu Yu tried to hit Wang Meng on the head with the end of his chopsticks.

The next second, he was stopped by the fat man, "No, I'm talking to you, Tian Zhen. You should be nicer to our Meng Meng on weekdays. Otherwise, when she runs away next time, who will take care of your Wushanju?"

"This is your Mengmeng. So it wasn't you, Fatty, who paid for it, right?" Wu Xie took the braised noodles from Fatty and continued, "Besides, there's Pan Zi. The Human King Alliance is here on vacation, and Pan Zi will be here in a few days. The two of them will take turns, so how can this not be considered reasonable management?"

Hei Xiazi smacked his lips and finally gave a thumbs up, "Brilliant. You've mastered the art of controlling people."

"It's the same. I learned it from you, my good master." Wu Yu said sarcastically.

Zhang Qiling was eating his own food, and neither he nor the young man participated in the dispute over money at the table.

But Wu Xie's eyes turned, and he suddenly realized a problem. He pulled Hei Xiazi to ask, "I seem to remember, Black Glasses, did you swallow my Qiling's money?"

"How can this be considered swallowing? That's called voluntary giving." Hei Xia Zi deliberately emphasized the last four words.

Wu Xie was now even more furious. "Ren Qi Ling had only just entered society at that time. How could he understand the importance of money? Black Glasses, you have to spit out the money!"

"Why, I tried to extort money from your sister Xiuxiu but it didn't work, so now you're turning evil on me and trying to extort money from me, your master?" Hei Xiazi deliberately raised his orchid finger to wipe away his tears, but in fact, the eye sockets behind his sunglasses were not even wet. "Evil disciple, you make me so sad!"

Huo Xiuxiu was caught in the middle of their conversation and was almost laughing like crazy at their interactions.

The corner of Wu Xie's mouth twitched, and he pointed at Hei Xia Zi and said, "Can you stop doing this disgusting thing?"

Hei Xia Zi shrugged awkwardly, and nudged Zhang Qiling next to him. "Look at him, look at him! He betrays his teachers and ancestors, disregards human ethics, and is a traitor. He only knows how to bully an honest man like me!"

Zhang Qiling tried hard to stabilize his body. He simply cleared the vegetables in the bowl and put some meat into Hei Xiazi's bowl with chopsticks, trying to block his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the black bear thanked with a smile, but after taking a bite, he stuck out his tongue because of the spiciness.

"You have learned bad things, wuwuwuwu, how can you give ginger to your black brother!" Hei Xiazi punched Zhang Qiling's chest with his little fist.

Zhang Qiling just picked up another piece of fish for him to comfort him.

And the next second, everyone saw Hei Xia Zi put on a smile with lightning speed, like a sunflower bursting, and hugged Zhang Qiling's arm and expressed his gratitude like a little bird.

The corners of Wu Xie's mouth twitched even more violently. "I'm telling you, please don't harm my Qi Ling, okay?"

"What do you mean by your Qi Ling? Qi is a good person to everyone, and has he ever personally picked ginger for you? No, no." Hei Xiazi spread out his hands.

His despicable look made Wu Yu want to slap him.