Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

When Cheng Ying woke up, his mind was still a little confused.

But soon, when he realized that there was someone else in the room, his confused eyes regained their former sharpness.

Turning around, I saw two people playing games almost getting into a fight.

Cheng Ying was a little annoyed. Why didn't these two leave yet?

He even wanted to finish grilling the fish early and then slap the fish on the fat man's face.

"Aying?"

Cheng Ying's eyes paused, and he turned his head to look at Jingzhi on the right, and his frown relaxed immediately.

A powerful expression (￣^￣)

Suddenly it turns into a gentle smiling face (＾_＾)

【Why don’t you wake me up? 】

Jingzhi rolled her stiff shoulders and replied with a smile: "I was afraid that if I woke you up and asked you to go back to sleep, you wouldn't be able to fall asleep again."

She playfully pinched his face and said, "Does your waist feel sore from sleeping while sitting down?"

My waist is fine.

He blinked lightly and turned his head to look at the two eye-catching light bulbs.

The light bulb seemed not to have heard their conversation. It still had its back turned and was frantically pressing the A/B buttons on the game console.

Cheng Ying's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly leaned over and wanted to kiss her lips.

She always likes to say touching words with her mouth, and it has to be shut up.

Before they could kiss each other, Jingzhi pulled his face away, crossed her other hand on her arm, and made a big "Dame" gesture.

She mouthed the words, along with slightly awkward sign language.

[Don't kiss me in front of your brothers, I still have some dignity!]

Cheng Ying looked back innocently: [I was kissing them from behind.]

Three black lines fell from Jingzhi's forehead. He pointed at the TV and said, "There's light reflection there!"

Cheng Ying turned his head and looked over.

The TV screen has been stuck on game over for a while.

The two people sitting cross-legged still didn't turn around.

Xiao Yang put the game controller on his legs, holding a duck claw in his mouth, and kept squirming, spitting out a little bone every few seconds.

It's like using the silent pantomime behind you as a snack.

As for the fat guy, his mouth was so wide open that Xiao Yang could see his gums from the side.

His silly expression was also reflected on the TV screen.

Cheng Ying's face suddenly became hot, he stretched out his legs and kicked forward.

"Wow, I didn't say anything!" The fat man got up from the ground and pointed at Xiao Yang who was sucking his fingers. "He saw it too, why didn't you kick him!?"

Say nothing?

Jingzhi held his forehead helplessly. His expression said it all.

Even said a little too much.

Cheng Ying perfectly inherited one of his previous personality traits - thin-skinned and very concerned about face.

She wasn't surprised at all that it was the fat guy who was kicked.

"...If you can't do that, just learn from Xiao Yang and eat more duck feet," she said.

The fat man tilted his head and raised his chin in disdain. He didn't want to eat what the children ate.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately saw Cheng Ying's foot reaching out again. He dodged to the side and his expression immediately changed, "I'll eat it, I'll eat it!"

He picked up a duck claw and quickly stuffed it into his mouth. Before he could taste it, he was afraid that Cheng Ying would kick him again, so he immediately flattered Jingzhi:

“Delicious, first-rate!”

A cow chewing a peony, hum!

Cheng Ying glared at him, stretched out his hand and snatched the last bit of pickled duck feet left behind Xiao Yang, immediately closed the lid, and stopped Xiao Yang from having another one.

He pointed to the snacks on the table that had hardly been touched, and then pointed to the door.

The meaning is self-evident.

The snacks are all on the table. Eat them if you want, otherwise get out!

Jingzhi had nothing to do these days, so he made soaked paw paws for him to pass the time.

Two single guys, if you want to eat, go find a girlfriend!

Xiao Yang twisted his neck to avoid Cheng Ying's deadly gaze, then stood up and walked towards the balcony. "It's getting late, and grilling fish will take a long time. I'll go light a fire and start the charcoal!"

The fat man held the duck's feet in one hand and supported his thigh with the other. He stood up with some effort, cursing as he chased after him: "You are such a disloyal boy. You left me alone there without even taking any coal. How can you start a fire?"

A slipper flew over, and the fat man immediately turned around, walked to the entrance, and picked up a box of coal. "Brother Eagle, I forgot, don't hit me all the time!"

What else can he remember except eating!

Cheng Ying and Jingzhi stood up and walked into the kitchen one after another.

Jingzhi walked behind him and helped him pick up the cotton slippers.

"It's cold, so even if you have heating, you should dress well."

Cheng Ying stretched his legs over and put on the cotton slippers, knocking on the lid of the foam claws in his arms with some grievance.

There were only two or three duck feet and a few slices of lemon left.

Jingzhi opened the cabinet and was about to take out a portable gas stove. When she heard the sound, she looked in his direction. Cheng Ying immediately moved his mouth and started to complain.

[I ate it all. That's too much.]

Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, turned back to take down the gas stove, closed the cabinet door, and finally had time to comfort him:

"Aren't there a few left? Eat them."

"I'll make some more for you tonight, don't be angry."

Don’t give them food.

"Okay, okay, give them all to my little eagle." She wanted to laugh. When it came to the things she made herself, Cheng Ying was always particularly stingy and unwilling to share any of them with others.

This personality is exactly like Zhu Jiushi's.

He put the claws back into the refrigerator.

Cheng Ying took out the processed fish from the refrigerator with a sullen face and placed it on the workbench.

After staring at the bighead carp for a few seconds, Cheng Ying suddenly hallucinated a fat man.

He gritted his teeth and gestured awkwardly towards Jingzhi:

[Next time they come, don't open the door.]

"Tsk, you..."

Autistic otaku?

The more he showed Zhu Jiu's side, the less Jingzhi could say anything about him. She always had the filter of those two lives in her view of Zhu Jiu...

"I'm not angry, so don't be angry too."

"Let's go, be happy, these days are hard-earned, we must cherish them!"

After several seconds, there was an unwilling knock on the refrigerator door.

"Knock knock."

……

The setting sun emits an orange-red light, and the white clouds in the sky are dyed with the afterglow.

A wisp of thin smoke with a domineering fragrance floated into the air and was gently blown away by the cool evening breeze.

The neighbor's dog was sitting on the balcony three meters away, wagging its tail so hard it was about to take off.

Dog hair flew all over the floor.

The shit scooper cursed as he took down the clothes hanging on the balcony and held them in his arms. With his other hand, he grabbed the dog's collar tightly and dragged it into the house.

The dog raised its front paws towards her, drooling madly.

It looks like he hasn't eaten for three days.

"Click."

The door to the adjacent balcony was closed.

Jingzhi withdrew his gaze with some regret, and lowered his eyes to look at the large plate of grilled fish in front of him that made him salivate.

"How about...delivering some to the neighbors?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't!" The fat man held up the plate with his hands. "It's not enough at all. You haven't tasted Brother Ying's cooking. After one bite, you'll find that it's really not enough!"

If there were only two of them living together, they wouldn't cook such complicated dishes unless there were special circumstances.

Jingzhi really didn't eat the grilled fish made by Cheng Ying.

But she must have eaten the ones made in Caolu hundreds of times.

The fish in their courtyard pond were eaten by her and Caolu until only a few were left.

The pot in front of her really piqued her appetite, but the familiar aroma made her hesitate to pick up her chopsticks.

She was afraid that she would cry in front of Cheng Ying because she missed Caolu, and then she would not be able to explain it.

A piece of fish with the bones picked out and some potato slices that were cooked until they were sticky and soaked with soup were suddenly added to the bowl that was half full of rice.

Jingzhi raised her head while holding the chopsticks. Cheng Ying was smiling at her. The smile in his eyes was filled with the fragmented light of the setting sun, and also contained a hint of expectation of being praised.

【The younger one eats first.】

Since he was the first to pick up the chopsticks, the fat man didn't hesitate. While Xiao Yang was still unaware of the delicious taste, he quickly waved the cutlery and started to prepare.

"What are you waiting for? The essence of grilled fish is in the skin and potatoes! The skin is chewy and has a slightly smoky flavor, and I've never loved potatoes so much! I can eat three bowls of them with rice."

Jingzhi didn't know how he could talk so much with his mouth full of food.

Even Xiao Yang started to grab the fish with his chopsticks, but Jingzhi was still looking at the fish in the bowl.

Suddenly, a warm hand covered my forehead.

She looked up blankly and happened to meet Cheng Ying's worried gaze.

Afraid that these two idiots would make fun of him, he stopped lip reading and instead took a small notebook and put it on his lap and wrote to her.

【Are you feeling unwell? 】

[Does your stomach still hurt?]

How much alcohol have you drunk?

[Next time you have your period, and when I'm not around, don't drink.]

Seeing that his article was getting longer and longer, and he even wanted to turn the page to continue writing, Jingzhi quickly held his hand.

"I am fine."

"Just remembered something."

She pretended to be calm, smiled and took a piece of fish from the chopsticks of Fatty and Xiao Yang, and picked it up for him.

"Eat too, Ah Ying. You didn't eat much at noon."

Cheng Ying didn't write anymore. She just nodded and took the notebook away, along with the half bottle of beer in her hand.

Jingzhi half stretched out her hand, wanting to say something but stopping herself, "I... wine... fish..."

It's such a waste not to have beer with grilled fish.

In a blink of an eye, he brought out a bowl of brown sugar water from the kitchen and placed it next to her bowl.

Jingzhi was gloomy and wanted to slap herself and tell her off for being so pretentious.

"Xiaoying, I..."

At least a bottle of juice or sparkling water.

Cheng Ying stared at her, and she opened her eyes wide and looked back at him innocently. Cheng Ying was discouraged and put the sparkling water hidden behind him next to her hand.

Jingzhi immediately turned her worry into joy. She took the sparkling water, screwed the lid on it, and said thank you to him sweetly.

The fat man was amused. He held the bowl and teased them: "You have such a good relationship. Have you ever thought about getting married?"

"Bah!"

She paused, causing the sparkling water to vibrate and the bubbles inside to immediately surge up.

She quickly took two big gulps and stopped the gushing.

There was silence at the table, with only the soup in the pot still bubbling.

Everyone was looking at the panicked Jingzhi, including Cheng Ying with a blushing face.

Seeing her so panicked, he felt a little lost.

He was already very satisfied that she was willing to be his girlfriend.

He really didn't dare to think about getting married.

Cheng Ying lowered his head, picked up a piece of fish meat and sipped it gently.

The other hand that was on the table was suddenly held by her.

Cheng Ying raised his head suddenly.

Jingzhi didn't look at him, but looked at the fat man and Xiao Yang across the table.

"Xiaoying hasn't proposed to me yet, so don't scare him away."

The fat man reacted for several seconds with the food in his mouth, then he picked up the wine bottle and touched the glass next to Cheng Ying. "Did you understand? Are you still standing there? She said yes."