After waking up from tomb raiding, my brothers all fell in love with me

It was another ordinary day, Wuxie was lying on the lounge chair in his yard.

Sitting on this lounge chair and looking at the scenery every day seems to have become an innocent habit.

Speaking of it, this recliner was made at the request of the fat man, who then went to the mountain behind with the young man to look for materials.

When I heard Fatty's idea, I didn't quite understand. "Isn't it better to just buy something like this online? It's too much trouble to do it myself."

Perhaps it was because he had lived a life that was too bloody and exciting in the past decade or so, and now that Wuxie is in retirement, he doesn't want to do anything strenuous.

So the first time Wuxie heard about this, he raised questions.

"What you buy online can't compare to what you make yourself. Just wait and see, my brother and I have the skills. I guarantee it will be strong, durable and comfortable." The fat man said and started to work, and had already started drawing the blueprint.

"I have no doubt about your ability to do things, but I'm skeptical about this behavior. It's too troublesome.

It's like if you want to cook a dish, you have to start from scratch, it's a waste of time and energy." Wu Xie said as he sat down on a small bench at the side.

"Since you mentioned this, I have to talk about it. Those are the chicks." The fat man smiled and looked up, pointing to the chicken coop next to him.

".....Okay, just pretend I didn't mention this example." Wuxie glanced at the plump chickens fed by Zhang Qiling.

"Tsk, it looks like it's almost done." The size of the chickens stimulated Wuxie, and he suddenly thought of many chicken recipes.

"Don't worry, I'll make some arrangements for you in the next few days so that our little Tianzhen can take care of himself." The fat man took the pen and waved it on the paper, not forgetting to respond to Wuxie with a smile.

I originally thought that the fat guy made this recliner for comfort.

Until the day it was done, the fat man clapped his hands and pulled him over to sit directly on the recliner.

"Hurry up, Tian Zhen, sit on it and try it out. If it's not comfortable, my brother and I can make some changes."

As soon as Wuxie looked up, he saw Fatty and Zhang Qiling standing on both sides of him looking at him.

"Is this for me?" Wuxie was stunned for a moment before speaking.

"What do you think? In our family, besides you, who else can have such a great honor to allow my brother and I to go out, right, brother?" The fat man smiled and raised his arm to hug Zhang Qiling.

"Yeah." Zhang Qiling stared at Wuxie with a smile in his eyes.

"Well, just tell me if you're comfortable. I saw you always sitting outside on a small stool, hunched over. It looked uncomfortable. But it was the young man who brought it up first."

"It's very comfortable. Your two skills are exempt from inspection." Wu Xie said with a smile.

"As long as you're comfortable! I'm going to cook and improve your meal today!" The fat man patted Wuxie's shoulder, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Zhang Qiling also moved when he heard the sound. Wuxie looked in that direction and saw that he was walking towards the chicken coop.

Zhang Qiling opened the door of the chicken coop with agile movements and quickly, accurately and ruthlessly caught a strong chicken.

Judging from the appearance, she must be very plump.

Wuxie sat on the recliner, watching a series of actions. This was probably what it meant to live a peaceful and quiet life.

The recliner is really comfortable. Wuxie sits here every day, looking at the sky above, the mountains in the distance, and then his own small courtyard.

After being renovated by Jie Caishen, this yard has become a common place for everyone to stay. When they have nothing to do, they will come back here to live.

There are too many people, and their arrival times are unstable, so most of the time, we have to take care of our meals by ourselves.

In terms of food, if there is a ranking, Wuxie thinks that Blind Man and Xiaohua are both number one.

One is last and the other is first.

Hei Xiazi’s ever-repeated dish of stir-fried pork with green peppers is delicious, but it can’t withstand being eaten for so many years.

In Wuxie's opinion, wherever there are black bears, there will be fried rice with green peppers and shredded pork.

In his previous memory, fried rice with green peppers and shredded pork was always associated with black bear.

During those breaks, when Hei Xia Zi was around, he would always smile and promote his green pepper and shredded pork fried rice to me.

Wuxie remembered that their relationship was not what it is now.

On the surface, there is a close relationship between master and disciple, but secretly there are special emotions surging.

One time when they were working in the fields, Hei Xia Zi walked over to Wu Xie and sat down beside him around the campfire.

"What do you want to eat? Chicken stewed with mushrooms or instant noodles?" Wuxie looked at Hei Xia Zi.

Hei Xiazi was using a wooden stick to tidy up the branches under the fire, and the firelight was dancing like a scarlet drum on his sunglasses.

"No green pepper and shredded pork rice?" Hei Xia Zi asked with a curled lip without raising his head.

Hearing this, Wu Xie thought to himself, "It's so boring. Green pepper and shredded pork rice is so delicious! ?!"

Wuxie turned around and pulled out a box of green pepper and shredded pork rice specially prepared for Hei Xia Zi from the bottom and threw it into his arms.

Compared to green pepper and shredded pork rice, Wuxie still prefers instant noodles.

Wu Xie ate his instant noodles while asking, "You've been eating this for so many years, aren't you tired of it?"

To be honest, Wuxie could understand the principle of eating something all the time if it tasted good, but Hei Xiazi had the spirit of sticking to one thing and eating it until the end of time.

Wuxie sighed endlessly.

Hei Xia Zi roasted the fire and poured mineral water into the cooked rice. The corners of his mouth curved up, and the low smile and the crackling sound of the fire almost blended in. "Since I like it, how can I get tired of it so easily?"

Fortunately, he was close, so Wuxie could hear what Hei Xia Zi said, and also hear the friendship hidden behind it.

His last words ended with a smile, his hot breath touching Wu Xie's cheek. They were obviously ordinary words, but at this moment, they suddenly took on some inexplicable meaning.

His heart skipped a beat. Wuxie stopped what he was doing and turned to look at the blind man who was catching the eye in the firelight.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether the chaotic thoughts in my mind were just my own imagination, and I subconsciously wanted to catch his eyes.

The next moment, the sunglasses were reflected in Wuxie's eyes. He looked at Hei Xia Zi through the sunglasses and seemed to smile.

Hei Xiazi raised his hand and rubbed Wu Xie's head with his big palm. "Eat."

After that, Wuxie had more memories about the green pepper and shredded pork rice. Whenever he saw the green pepper and shredded pork rice, he would think of the bonfire, the smile, the heartbeat, and the mind that he could not explain at that time but now thinks has become open.

"My dear disciple, how about I cook you some stir-fried pork with green peppers today?" Hei Xia Zi walked in from the yard gate with a smile and walked towards Wu Xie who was sitting on the recliner.

"Okay, I'm just thinking about what you burned." Wuxie looked at Hei Xia Zi with a smile.

"Why, are you making my good disciple jealous?"

"Yeah, that's right. Nothing other people cook tastes like yours." Wuxie nodded, and the sunlight poured down on the two of them.

The feeling of warmth, the sunlight and the fire, the memories once again emerged in Wu Xie's mind.

Through his sunglasses, Wuxie seemed to be able to see the same expression in Hei Xiazi's eyes as his - they were thinking the same thing.