Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

A month later.

Spitwagen's lair, the kitchen.

A stone pot was placed on the stove, simmering over low heat.

Mia squatted in front of the stove, watching the fire out of boredom.

Wen Qing pushed the door open and walked into the kitchen, smelling the aroma of broth, and said attentively: "Ms. Mia, do you need help?"

This month, Mia comes to the kitchen to cook every day. Wen Qing has evolved from being frightened at the beginning to becoming accustomed to it.

Mia yawned: "No, you can do your business."

Goudan, who was washing vegetables next to him, explained: "The eldest sister is making American ginseng and teal duck soup. She seems to say that she can, uh, put out the fire?"

"Extinguish the fire?" Wen Qing was stunned, "It's Qingre, right?"

Mia raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, you know it very well."

"Just average."

Wen Qing didn't have time to wonder why an Englishman would cook Laohuo soup before he realized something was wrong.

"It's already November, are you making hot soup..."

Click.

Mia picked up the lid of the stone pot, and the rich aroma spread out. Wen Qing and Goudan couldn't help but swallow.

The duck soup was light brown and the heat was just right. Mia took out a big bowl and put it in it: "No one can be angry for a month. He must be angry. If he is still like this tomorrow, I will chase him and pour herbal tea for him!" "

After listening to Mia's complaint, Wen Qing and Goudan thought about Dio's behavior this month, and their eyes were complicated.

After filling the soup, Mia took the bowl and walked helplessly to Dio's room.

The last time she wet the bed, Dior suddenly slapped her in the face and ran away from home. She even helped wash the quilt.

From then on, Dio inexplicably ignored her.

And his attitude was very strange, more like fear than humiliation and embarrassment, as if something terrible had happened that night.

In order to coax people, and to understand the reason, she tried her best, and was more dedicated than the dog-licking male partner in romance novels, but...

dong dong.

Knocking on Dio's door, Mia raised her voice and said, "Master, would you like some soup?"

Mia waited for a long time and asked several times before she heard the word "Go" from Dio. The slightly hoarse voice seemed a little different from usual. Mia touched her chin and decided to make him a cup of chrysanthemum tea later.

"I'll leave it outside. Speedwagon said there will be action tonight, so remember to come."

Putting down the soup bowl, Mia quickly returned to the kitchen, brought the stone pot to the table, and happily drank the soup and ate the duck meat.

In her previous life, her deskmate was a Cantonese.

Every time before evening repair, the mother at the same table would bring her child a thermos bucket filled with steaming Laohuo soup. As soon as she opened the lid, the fragrance would spread out. She was so greedy just sitting next to it.

So, she searched the Internet for many soup-making secrets. Although at that time, she did not have any family with whom she could have soup.

While drinking the delicious duck soup, Mia couldn't help but think of the soup bowl placed at Dior's door, and suddenly wanted him to try it.

night.

Ghoul Street, the territory of the "Eagle" gang, a hut.

Mia, Dio, and Spitwagen looked at the alley where the battle was taking place not far away with solemn expressions.

As long as the territory occupied by the "Eagle" is conquered, it will bring a new trade route to the gang, which can greatly ease the financial constraints caused by expansion and become an important step in ruling Ghoul Street.

Through this month's plan, they have forced each other into a desperate situation, but...

The boss "Eagle" and his five core members on the opposite side actually had a revolver, making the finishing work extremely difficult.

"Boss!!"

Tattoo didn't even have time to knock on the door and hurriedly broke into this temporary conference room.

"Our third wave of attacks also failed, with 9 seriously injured and 4 dead. Wen Qing is doing his best to rescue them."

Spitwagen's face darkened and he stood up in a hurry: "I'll go see them."

Ignoring Spitwagen who left, Dio stared at the tattoo and said coldly: "Where are the guns? Have they been recovered?"

In the last battle with Cook, Dio seized a revolver, and this month, Spitwagen begged his grandpa and grandma to buy a rifle. They had a total of two guns.

In the previous battle, they gave their guns to their younger brothers and asked them to try to attack.

Tattoo was stunned and clenched his fists: "They're all recycled."

"Three failures...waste."

Dio snorted and kicked Mia.

"That's the only way to go. Silly gorilla, come with me."