Seiichi: Please call me God

Winter snow in Japan comes early.

On the night of Christmas Eve, snowflakes had already covered the entire street one after another.The crowded streets and alleys are decorated with colorful lights and red Christmas hats.The strong festive atmosphere permeates the air, and even the smiles of pedestrians are the best portrayal of Christmas.

The Yukimura family is no exception immersed in the festive atmosphere.

In the afternoon, Yukimura Harumi excitedly began to decorate the Christmas tree.Yukimura's father bought a lot of decorations from the store, and the two happily decorated the most dreamy Christmas tree in their hearts.

The kitchen is filled with a variety of food, ready to make a delicious meal.

The theme of Christmas dinner is naturally inseparable from turkey.

For the Christmas Eve dinner on this day, Yukimura's mother did not cook, leaving space for her two sons.

Yukimura and Atobe started preparing the turkey dinner at three o'clock in the afternoon.According to the tradition of the Yukimura family, the turkey is stuffed with various mushrooms, fresh chestnuts and even eggs.A sumptuous meal naturally requires careful cooking.Yukimura's knife skills are excellent, and the cut vegetables and mushrooms are almost the same size, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Atobe did not volunteer this time.Turkey is a relatively difficult ingredient to cook, so he was just helping Yukimura.

"Brother, what are you going to do for dessert tonight?" Harumi Yukimura was holding the door frame and looking into the kitchen with a smile, the eagerness in her eyes was almost materialized.

Yukimura smiled softly: "Cheesecake, with nuts and raisins inside, your favorite."

After getting an affirmative answer, Harumi Yukimura happily ran away.

Yukimura and Atobe looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

"Is this okay?" Atobe put the sliced ​​tenderloin on the porcelain plate.

Yukimura fiddled twice and nodded: "Coat it with a layer of flour and fry it in the pan. It must taste very good."

With Yukimura's approval, Atobe is ready to start cooking with great energy.Put the oil in the hot pan, the golden yellow peanut oil exudes a delicate fragrance at high temperature, and the tenderloin wrapped in flour becomes golden as soon as it is put in the oil, and the aroma is overflowing, rushing out all of a sudden, making people's nose and mouth tingle. Feel the temptation of this delicious food at the same time.

"It smells so good!" Yukimura put down the knife in his hand and moved to Atobe's side.

Atobe is using big bamboo chopsticks to turn over the tenderloin in the pot. After a while, the tenderloin has a golden skin, tender inside and crispy on the outside, quite attractive.Atobe picked up a piece, smelled the aroma, nodded in satisfaction, and blew lightly twice.Yukimura's head rested on Atobe's shoulder, Atobe grasped the tenderloin with his right hand, and carefully put it into Yukimura's mouth.

"Delicious~" The tenderloin in the mouth was salty and delicious, Yukimura gave a thumbs up, and praised Atobe without hesitation, "The level of a world famous chef."

Atobe smiled: "You are really easy to buy, Seichi."

Yukimura took the chopsticks in Atobe's hand with a smile, picked up a piece of tenderloin that was drained by the side, and sent it to Atobe's mouth: "You will know if you taste it yourself, the taste is absolutely nothing to say!"

Atobe remained silent, concentrating on chewing slowly.

Yukimura Harumi, who came from outside the door to smell the fragrance, trembled: "I'm already so handsome that I don't have any friends, if I go out with such a show of affection, I will definitely be sacked."

Yukimura Harumi got a pleasing roll of eyes from Atobe, and then happily took the tenderloin away.

"I'm going to fire!" Yukimura smiled and picked up the cutting board with fresh squid on it.

Put a little chili into the pot, the aroma immediately rises, and with various spices and cooking wine, the main dish, squid, makes people drool.

The Atobe next to it also fried tempura in an orderly manner. By the way, some vegetables were added to the pan and fried with flour. The taste was quite good.

Take out the pot and place on a plate.

There are delicious dishes with different shapes and styles, but complete in color, fragrance and taste.

Naturally, there will be Japanese delicacies such as tofu stew.

The main course turkey has already been stuffed and slowly roasted in the fireplace.After several hours of cooking and roasting, the outer layer of fat and the high temperature collide with each other to make a squeaky sound, and the melted fat and various spices inside are mixed together, and the whole kitchen is instantly occupied by this rich aroma.

Even Yukimura's father and Yukimura's mother couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, and walked into the kitchen one after another to check.

In the evening the street lights were already on.

The big meal that took hours to cook was finally on the table.

Yukimura and Atobe were the last to be seated, and Harumi Yukimura stood up graciously and poured orange juice for them both.

"Before we start the meal, let's toast! This year, the first thing to do is to welcome the new members, and every year in the future, I hope that you can spend Christmas with us." The head of the family, Yukimura's father, said, and everyone stood up stand up.

Atobe's smile became brighter and brighter: "It will definitely."

Under the table, Yukimura quietly stretched out his left hand to hold Atobe beside him.Atobe turned to look at him, and the two looked at each other with tenderness and affection in their eyes.

Yukimura's father couldn't help coughing twice.

"Okay, let's start. Today's big meal is cooked by Jingichi and Jingwu. Next year, I will try Harumi's cooking." Yukimura's father said.

Yukimura Harumi touched her head in embarrassment: "Dad, it's not like you don't know my level? I'm afraid you can burn down the house even if you roast a turkey."

Yukimura's father laughed, and Yukimura's mother also smiled gently.

Yukimura Harumi, who accidentally entertained everyone, smiled wryly, and looked at the two chefs opposite, with naked admiration in her eyes.

"Looks good, studies well, plays sports well, has a good family background, and has a good figure. Oh, I have two older brothers like this. I don't know if I will marry or not." Harumi Yukimura couldn't help but sigh .

Yukimura laughed: "There will always be boys who will do the above at all costs."

Yukimura Harumi wrinkled her nose: "He must not be as handsome as brother Keigo, not as good as brother Keigo, not as rich as brother Keigo...so brother, you really made money. Such a sister-in-law puts me under a lot of pressure. !"

Atobe smiled, and didn't mind the "sister-in-law" in Yukimura Harumi's words. Regarding this kind of ownership issue, the real chapter can only be distinguished on the bed, isn't it?

Yukimura raised his eyes slightly and smiled charmingly: "Hmm, so I'm lucky."

Atobe held Yukimura's hand tightly, interlocking his fingers.

"Well, anyway, you have already entered the realm of selflessness, and you have spontaneously blocked outside interference, so I'd better eat obediently." Yukimura Harumi said wisely.

Yukimura picked up a knife and fork to cut open the turkey's belly, and all kinds of ingredients buried inside popped out instantly, with a golden color, which looked very attractive.Yukimura scooped up a large spoonful of the mushrooms and wild vegetables inside and distributed them to his parents, then to Atobe, followed by Yukimura Harumi with a salivating face, and finally himself.

The best food in the turkey is the roasted very soft chestnuts, which absorb the taste of the chicken, and the aroma of the chestnuts is also stimulated to the greatest extent. Eat the chestnuts in one bite, and the teeth and cheeks will be fragrant, and then drink a sip of orange juice , but also endless aftertastes.In an instant, only expressions of enjoyment remained on the dining table.

"I have decided that the important task of roasting turkey next year will continue to be entrusted to you, brother. I hope you can live up to everyone's expectations." Harumi Yukimura spoke righteously.

Yukimura smiled: "Before you don't cut your hand, I can barely replace you for a while."

Yukimura Harumi wrinkled her nose: "That's a knife trying to cut me, and I can't cut the knife badly."

Atobe laughed. He is a genius, and he can even learn cooking easily. He never thought that there would be such an uncoordinated existence of Harumi Yukimura. Fortunately, the family business of Yukimura's family is advertising media. Otherwise, if cooking for generations, there will be such a descendant It is really helpless.

Yukimura nodded indulgently: "Okay, okay, so I said a long time ago that I would change the kitchen utensils at home."

Yukimura Harumi was the first to raise her hand in favor.

"If you change to a sharper set, won't your hands suffer even more?" Atobe looked at Yukimura Harumi in confusion.

Yukimura Harumi plausibly said: "This is just to let my brother serve the public better."

"I'm sorry, I can't bear it." Yukimura waved his hands again and again, "Try this, it tastes great, and the eggs inside are still half-yellow." This is when the eggs are half-cooked, and it is also the level that Atobe likes to eat most.

Atobe ate the remaining eggs on Yukimura's plate without hesitation.

"One more."

With Atobe's affirmation, Yukimura smiled with satisfaction and began to prepare to cut the turkey.This turkey is big, but the meat is firm and the fat content is not high. When you cut it with a knife, you can only feel the toughness of the meat is very good.Sure enough, it tastes fat but not greasy in the mouth.

The crispy outer skin tasted very good, Yukimura nodded with satisfaction, and did not forget to add vegetables to Atobe beside him.

Atobe has a headache just dealing with the volcanic piles of dishes that Yukimura made for him, but fortunately these dishes are all his favorites.Yukimura never forced Atobe to eat something he didn't like.

"After the holiday is over, will you continue to go to the training camp?" Yukimura's father asked suddenly.

Yukimura nodded: "It probably won't end until January."

Yukimura's father nodded: "Work hard. Oh, the hoisin sauce here is a bit weak."

No matter how serious Yukimura's father looks, he is a foodie at heart, with only afterimages left in the chopsticks, he will soon forget to talk about life and ideals with Yukimura.

Yukimura and Atobe were not so keen on snatching food. The two of them had already filled their stomachs half full by tasting the food in the kitchen just now. Otherwise, they would have passed out in the kitchen long ago after cooking so many delicious dishes on an empty stomach.

Yukimura's mother is quite concerned about the two children, and asks about their health from time to time.

The atmosphere of the whole dinner was very warm. Although the snowflakes were flying wildly outside, the tranquility of the room in the window seemed quite warm.

After eating, Yukimura and Atobe logged into the tennis forum.At this time, there were only two or three kittens online. After nine o'clock, people began to log in continuously, and the number of people suddenly increased to three or four hundred.

The number one trending post for Christmas is of course "A Christmas Story".Everyone shared their photos on Christmas Eve one after another, and it seemed very lively.

Yukimura and Atobe looked at the comments, and finally decisively posted a picture of the evening Christmas dinner they cooked together, and by the way, killed the above string of comments in seconds.

Fuji Bear: Show affection...

MOMO: I really want to sing Valentine's Day, even though it's Christmas.

Administrator Guan Yue: It's a bit desolate to only sing "Jingle Bells" with the members of the ministry at this time.

Atobe glanced at Yukimura proudly: "It seems that many people will be sleepless in the long night, it is so gorgeous!"

As Atobe who has half of the bed and occupies half of the sky all the year round, he is satisfied when he sees everyone envious, jealous and hated, and his vanity is fulfilled when he sees everyone alone and lonely.

Yukimura looked helplessly at Atobe, who had turned into a childish ghost on Christmas Eve: "Xiaojing, it's getting late, go to sleep."

Atobe nodded with a smile, turned off the computer, turned off the bedside lamp, and gently kissed the corner of Yukimura's mouth.

"Good night, Jingshi."

"Good night, Xiaojing."

On Christmas Eve, snowflakes are falling all over the ground one after another, drowning the laughter and laughter in the sea of ​​snow...