Food anchor teaches you how to raise ghosts

Xia Chun lifted the lid of the pot and gently pushed the vegetables inside with the back of the spoon. When he felt that it was almost ready for dinner, he turned off the fire and cracked a fresh egg into it.This pot of red, green and green meat and vegetables is very beautiful, and the taste is even more tender and juicy when paired with egg liquid.

It was the first time for him to eat with the "adult version" of Yan Fu, and he was in a good mood.However, in order to keep his personality, he had to act like "a five-year-old son is just precocious in appearance", put the spoon in front of Yan Fu full of fatherly love and said, "Hey, let's eat."

Yan Fu sat on the stairs, propped his face on one hand and looked at "Papa Chun", with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "You feed me."

Xia Chun: "..." Don't get too involved in the drama, okay?

He couldn't laugh or cry, and said with a stern expression: "You have grown up, you should eat by yourself and learn to take care of yourself."

Yan Fu said in a low voice: "I am five years old, and I have the right to do whatever I want."

Xia Chun: "..." You are cruel!

Xia Chun filled a spoonful of soup, first blew lightly, then brought it to Yan Fu's mouth, and said maliciously: "I'm really sorry, when I blew just now, I might have spit into it."

Yan Fu leaned forward and drank the soup in the spoon in one gulp, and said with a look of unsatisfactory expression: "Then you blow a few more times."

Xia Chun: "..." Sure enough, the son does not dislike the father, he lost.

He filled a spoonful of soup for himself and drank it, but he didn't seem to dislike his "son" either, and he still used the same spoon.This warm taste entered the stomach, and the limbs stretched out.Yan Fu also liked this flavor very much, and asked with interest: "What is this called?"

Xia Chun conveniently fed him another piece of fat beef, and casually said: "Sukiyaki, after eating, you will live a long and happy life, isn't it a good name?"

Yan Fu was very serious: "What about 'burning'?"

Xia Chun: "..." There are [-] children, why what to do!

The audience couldn't stop laughing, calling Xia Chun:

"I also want someone to feed me..."

"Come on, Brother Chun is thinking hard, what kind of burning method is it?"

"Let you take advantage, I'll see what the anchor says this time."

"What about your serious nonsense?"

"Embracing the male god Yan Fu is an 800-meter sprint!"

"I think 'son' can ask 'dad' later how he came into this world [funny]"

"According to Brother Chun's urine, it should be 'picked up in the trash can' 2333"

"Burn——" Xia Chun ate a piece of tofu, and explained slowly, "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood. The three words sukiyaki are full of hopes and expectations for the future, and they are most suitable for eating in the end of the world." gone."

Yan Fu nodded with a smile, and accepted everything he said.The audience expressed that they wanted to kill this nonsense anchor Xia, because Yan Fu was the only one in this world who believed in every word he said.

The boy at the side couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and walked towards Xia Chun in a daze.He is really hungry, every part of his body is yearning for such a full meal, if he can eat such a rich and delicious food in the last days, then he will definitely be the happiest person in the whole world .

Song Xun pressed his shoulder: "Go back."

Xia Chun pretended to have just discovered that they were still here, and extended a warm invitation: "Let's eat together, there is a lot of food in this pot, enough for the few of us to eat."

The boy's eyes lit up, and he immediately wanted to break free from Song Xun's hand and rush over to hug the little hot pot.

Song Xun held him firmly with his strong hands and said, "No need, thank you for your kindness, we have food for ourselves."

The young man seemed to have completely forgotten how he rejected Xia Chun and the others before, and turned his head to stare at Song Xun with disgusted eyes: "If you want to eat biscuits, you can eat them yourself, they have already invited us to join them, why are you pretending to be noble!"

"Tong Wei!" Song Xun grabbed the boy's waving arm and stopped him in an irresistible tone, "Go back."

Although the boy was reluctant, he was a little afraid of him.He shook off Song Xun's hand, and ran back to the living room with red eyes.Song Xun then followed in.

Xia Chun shrugged his shoulders, and Yan Fu happened to come over, and he subconsciously fed another piece of tofu.It's over, it's become a habit so quickly.

Tong Wei sat on the dirty carpet by the window, hugged his knees and buried his face in his lap, his shoulders were trembling.Since entering the end of the world, he hasn't eaten a serious meal, especially in the past one or two years, he is almost numb from hunger.The fatal aroma surrounded him, and the unbearable pain made his life worse than death.

He wanted to eat meat, his body was longing for the taste of seasoning and rich nutrition, the unbearable hunger and thirst made him cry uncontrollably.

Song Xun was unmoved, and the old monk usually sat at the feet of his companions in meditation.But if you look at his Adam's apple that keeps sliding, you know that he is also in pain.

Xia Chun and Yan Fu were still feeding each mouthful, and the audience was also quite miserable:

"Oh my god, I'm so full of dog food."

"Sometimes I really want to beat Brother Chun, it's the middle of the night..."

"Hahaha, ask for the psychological shadow area of ​​those two people."

"Why is the indifferent face when he refused to share the biscuits just now gone?"

"That person surnamed Song is really hard-hearted. He doesn't eat it himself, and he won't let others eat it."

"Brother Chun looks so kind, there is nothing to doubt, I will eat first as a respect."

Xia Chun hooked his fingers at Yan Fu, and Yan Fu stretched out a hand knowingly.Xia Chun reached into his sleeve and groped for a while, Yan Fu's arm felt itchy, and couldn't help but teased, "Do you want to touch it deeper?"

Xia Chun twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, but Yan Fu's skin was very smooth and delicate, and the touch was really not so good... He took out a paper cup, filled it with soup and beef as if it were Oden, and put a lot of it in it vegetable.

He came to the living room with a fragrant cup of sukiyaki, and said to Song Xun who closed his eyes, "Eat something. Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions, and I don't need anything in return."

Tong Wei's body tensed up, and he pricked up his ears to listen to them.

Song Xun raised his head and looked at Xia Chun: "Where did you get these things?"

Xia Chun had a lucky Max expression on his face: "On our way here, we passed an underground supermarket that wasn't damaged much, and found some fresh ingredients in the freezer."

Song Xun would not believe his nonsense. He suspected that this seemingly gentle and harmless young man also had supernatural powers, such as having a portable space.Although it sounds like a fantasy, there are all kinds of weird abilities in the last days, and space is not impossible.

No matter what, that tempting cup is right in front of you, if you can take a bite, it's worth going to hell.Song Xun stared at him for a long time, and finally let go and said, "Just give me some soup."

Tong Wei had been listening with his ears upright, but at this moment he was so excited that he almost jumped up.There is also soup. He no longer remembers the taste of fat beef. That cup of soup that condenses the essence of beef and various vegetables must be the most delicious thing in the world.

He looked out through the cracks in his arms and saw Song Xun taking the paper cup in Xia Chun's hand, curling up his cold toes.No matter what food he had along the way, Song Xun would take care of him first, so that cup of soup would definitely be delivered to him, even if he reservedly refused, Song Xun would still feed it to his mouth.

Song Xun took the hand-warming cup of hot soup, looked at the beef and vegetables in it, and thanked Xia Chun very seriously.

Xia Chun smiled and said, "You're welcome. Although in this special period, it's only natural for everyone to save their lives, I still like to help each other."

Xia Chun turned around and saw Yan Fu waiting quietly at the door, so he went back to the stairs with him to continue dinner.And because of the appearance of this cup of soup in the living room, even the atmosphere has changed.

Tong Wei's body was tense, every cell was eagerly waiting for Song Xun to bring the soup, and every second of waiting was suffering.After a while, Song Xun still didn't come to him, but the moans of his companions sounded.

He raised his arms slightly and looked out through the gap. For some reason, Song Xun woke up his sleeping companion and helped him to sit down.

"Brother Xu, drink up this bowl of soup," Song Xun said in a low voice, bringing the paper cup to his companion's mouth. "I found some painkillers, and I'll eat something to cushion my stomach, and then I'll take the medicine."

Brother Xu was not very sober, he frowned tightly under the torture of pain, stared at the fragrant soup in front of his eyes and murmured: "Did I go to heaven?"

The paper cup in Song Xun's hand was dented: "Let's think of it as heaven."

Brother Xu tried to take a sip. When the hot soup flowed down his throat and into his stomach, he seemed to have gained a little strength from the beef in an instant. He grabbed the cup and poured it into his mouth recklessly.The taste was so good that he couldn't bear to swallow it, and wished he could chew it hundreds of times after it came out of his throat.

Tears flowed down his dirty face, he snorted and drank the very hot soup, and then used his hands to pick out the remaining pieces of beef and vegetable leaves at the bottom of the cup until the last drop of soup rolled into his mouth, Only then took a deep breath.

"I'm either dead, or I'm dreaming..." Brother Xu sighed, licking the taste left in his mouth, even forgetting the pain in his legs.

Song Xun swallowed dry saliva, took the small medicine bottle on the coffee table and poured out two pills, trying to put them into Brother Xu's mouth.As soon as the hand was brought to Brother Xu's mouth, the medicine was suddenly knocked away with a "snap".

Song Xun frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Tong Wei was trembling all over, his eyes were bloodshot, and tremblingly said: "I still ask what you are doing!"

Song Xun asked Brother Xu to lie down and rest first, then stood up and looked down at the boy and said coldly, "Do you need painkillers too?"

"He's already a dead man, so why give him such precious food?" Tong Weike couldn't help shouting, angry and aggrieved, as if wishing he could bite Song Xun to death.

These words reminded Brother Xu, who was intoxicated by the aroma of sukiyaki, and the wound on his leg began to hurt sharply again, which made him yell.

"When you are about to die, I will also give you broth." Song Xun gave Tong Wei a cold look, picked up the pills on the ground and fed them into Brother Xu's mouth.

Hearing this, Tong Wei not only didn't calm down, but felt even more uncomfortable: "Do you think such things happen every day? Do you think I hope to see your dead face when I die!"

Song Xun covered the drowsy brother Xu with a blanket, and said calmly, "I'll cut off the meat from my legs and make soup for you, so you won't starve to death. As for whether you want to see me, that's up to you." your problem."

Tong Wei held his breath in his chest, and his face turned blue.

Hearing the quarrel outside, Xia Chun came in with a small pot and said, "Isn't it enough just now? Don't argue, there's still a little more here. We're already full, share it with you."

Tong Wei turned around and stared at the delicate pot, then rushed over to snatch it from Xia Chun's hand, and threw it viciously towards the sofa.

No one expected him to act like this. Seeing that Song Xun, who was sitting on the sofa, was about to be hit, he stretched out his hand into the air and firmly caught the small pot.

No one saw clearly how Yan Fu appeared there in an instant, leaving the other two stunned.

Song Xun has only seen the tip of the iceberg of Yan Fu's ability, and he doesn't know what his specific ability is, it's light and teleportation, and it can also change in size and size, which seems a bit complicated.However, he quickly calmed down and said to Yan Fu, "Thank you."

Yan Fu didn't even look at him: "I'm not helping you, I'm afraid of breaking the pot."

He returned to Xia Chun and asked softly, "Is it hot?"

Xia Chun shook his head, indicating that he was fine.Yan Fu was relieved now, but still looked at Tong Wei with indifferent eyes, and issued a silent warning to him.

Tong Wei didn't vent his anger, and originally wanted to do something, but Yan Fu's understatement made him shudder inexplicably, and swallowed all the vicious words.

He was about to shrink back, but Song Xun walked up to him and slapped him with his hand, causing him to stagger back with a dazed look on his face.

A shadow passed between Song Xun's brows, and there was suppressed anger in his voice: "What right do you have to waste other people's food? He kindly shared a mouthful of soup with us, is this how you repay others?"

Tong Wei was astonished that "my father never hit me", tears came out of his eyes, and he said through gritted teeth: "What kind of soup, I have never had it, why should I repay it?"

Song Xun pointed to Brother Xu on the sofa: "Isn't he your companion? In order to protect you from injury, others gave your companion food. Shouldn't you express your gratitude?"

"Protect me?" Tong Wei seemed to have heard some joke, "Don't protect me, let me die!"

He raised his head stubbornly, and looked back at Song Xun's cold gaze. His thin body was shaking non-stop, but he refused to retreat no matter what.The two stalemate for a moment, Tong Wei suddenly turned around and ran out of the living room to the second floor, leaving a grievance to the people in the living room.

Xia Chunxin said that he was injured in order to protect him, he didn't think of kindness, he even caressed about what he said, and he was so righteous, what's the situation with this young man, white-eyed wolf?

The audience also complained, especially the unfinished soup base:

"The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds. It's very difficult to live. You actually wasted the anchor's kindness. I really want to kill him."

"Don't say that, it's really rare to be able to maintain the temper of the young master in such an environment [doge]"

"This kid is mentally retarded, the appraisal is complete."

"If his companions don't care about him, he will be rationed by zombies every minute just because he looks like a weak chicken!"

"It means that our brother Chun has a good temper, and someone else would have pushed him to the ground and rubbed him."

"The male god is so handsome, he not only protects Brother Chun, but also protects his pot very well 2333"

"You can also throw my wife's pot?"

"I'm sorry." Song Xun looked at Xia Chun, fell into silence after saying these three words, as if he had nothing to say.

Xia Chun really wanted to ask about the relationship between these people and why they went to the hardest-hit area, but Song Xun didn't seem like a person who would chat with people, so he had to skip this topic and said: "There are several bedrooms upstairs. If you are tired, find a bed to rest for the night, so that you can maintain your mental and physical strength before you can continue on your journey."

The moment Song Xun looked at Brother Xu, his calm eyes were disturbed by a trace of fatigue.He checked the doors and windows to make sure there were no leaks, and then went up to the second floor.

He walked to the closed door and turned the handle, and after confirming that it was locked from the inside, he knocked lightly on the door.There was a muffled sobbing sound from inside, and one could imagine the teenager crying with his face buried in the pillow.

Tong Wei was still angry, obviously he would not open the door for him.Song Xun hesitated for a moment, but said it anyway: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't hit you, it's my fault."

After a pause, he said again: "But you shouldn't blame others for being angry with me. Brother Xu may be... Maybe he can't, I just hope he can have a decent bite before saying goodbye to this world , at least it won’t be so uncomfortable to go.”

Still no response.Song Xun put his ear to the door, and when he heard the young man crying, he knocked on the door again.He forgot that he was still clinging to the door panel. The knock on the door did not attract the other party's attention, but it made his ears buzz.

He bounced off reflexively, rubbed his ears and said softly, "Is there a quilt in the room? It's getting colder and colder recently. Don't catch a cold when you sleep at night. It's getting harder to find medicine..."

He leaned against the door and talked, but the boy didn't respond.After waiting quietly for a while, he finally gave up.

Tong Wei locked himself in the master bedroom, and the strange father and son took up the second bedroom, leaving Song Xun only the little girl's bedroom.He hesitated for a moment by the pink-colored bed, but lay down on it.

The cot was narrow and short for him, and the long legs were either curled up or dragged on the floor.He didn't have much time to pose, so he lay down on it and fell asleep.I can't remember when was the last time I went to bed. It felt really comfortable. After a hard fight, my body was very tired. Almost the moment I closed my eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.

Xia Chun hasn't slept yet, his world is time-lag with this one, so he is very energetic at the moment.He sat by the window thinking about what the boy in the photo had experienced, and what kind of relationship he had with Song Xun, a man who claimed to be delivering a courier.

After thinking for a while, he realized that Yan Fu was still in the room.

He was not used to Yan Fu staying in this state for a long time, and he didn't know what to say for a while.After digging around, he decided to apologize: "I'm sorry, I was afraid of arousing suspicion, so I made up such an excuse. I didn't mean to take advantage of you to buy you oranges..."

Yan Fu didn't know how to buy oranges, but he also guessed some of the connotations.He lay on his side on the bed, supported his head with one hand, and held the cigarette stick in the other. He pointed to the vacant space beside him and said, "Don't you want to sleep?"

Xia Chun bared his teeth: "Not sleepy."

Yan Fu joked, "Shouldn't you coax me to sleep at this hour?"

Xia Chun: "..." Role-playing is still addictive, isn't it? !

Seeing Xia Chun's face of refusal, Yan Fu suddenly became serious, pointed out the door, and signaled that someone was paying attention to their movements.

Xia Chun thought of Song Xun who was full of vigilance, so he believed it, and immediately threw himself on the bed, cleared his throat and said, "Where did the story go last time? Oh, by the way, the seven little sheep thought it was Grandpa who came back, so don't worry." I opened the door quickly, but the snake spirit jumped out and swallowed them all in one gulp..."

That is to say, Yan Fu has never heard these two stories, otherwise he would have to laugh at the skewered version he changed randomly.

Xia Chun's voice is thicker, with a somewhat hoarse ending, which sounds particularly sexy in the quiet night.Yan Fu stared at Xia Chun, who was intoxicated in the story he made up, and felt that his lips were very attractive.

Xia Chun was still "coaxing the child": "The snake spirit's stomach became very big, and it fell asleep contentedly. Unexpectedly, grandpa found it. Grandpa was actually transformed from a scorpion spirit, and his hands could be turned into pliers. He cut The belly of the snake spirit rescued the lambs..."

Yan Fu's hair fell on his face, making him itchy.He scratched his face while talking, and found that the people next to him were staring at him intently.

He suddenly couldn't continue talking, and didn't know where to look.

Yan Fu said softly: "This story is a bit strange, the snake spirit eats sheep?" I have never seen such a combination.

Xia Chun was slightly embarrassed: "Is it not possible?"

"As long as it's what you say, you can do whatever you want. Afterwards," Yan Fu turned the cigarette stick upside down, with the mouthpiece resting on Xia Chun's abdomen, and slid down very slowly, "The snake essence's stomach was cut open, and it's still alive ?"

A burst of itching made Xia Chun's abdominal muscles tense instantly, as hard as a rock.His breath suddenly became difficult, and he said in a trembling voice, "It's still alive. The lambs found stones and stuffed them into the snake spirit's stomach. Grandpa took out a needle and thread and sewed it up."

The cigarette holder paused for a while, changed direction, and slowly drew a circle around the edge of his lower abdomen: "How did you sew it, is that so?"

Xia Chun's breathing became heavy, and his lower abdomen tightened.He pressed Yan Fu's hand, and said in a low voice, "Sho... the snake spirit is dead, go to sleep."

As he spoke, he turned his back to Yan Fu, curled up one leg to cover up a certain part that was about to move.But even if he didn't need to face each other, he could still feel that the people behind him were still watching him, and he couldn't relax when he thought of Yan Fu's eyes that could fly out of peach blossoms in the blink of an eye.

Take a deep breath, exhale, inhale, inhale... Anchor Xia silently adjusted her breath, trying to suppress the disobedient little brother.He must be sick, otherwise how could he be sexually interested in a cigarette.

Suddenly there was a creaking sound outside the door, as if someone was walking lightly towards the stairs, but was betrayed by the disrepair of the floor.Xia Chun immediately jumped out of bed and made a "shh" gesture to Yan Fu, then quietly opened the door and walked out.

Song Xun's door was closed, but the door of the master bedroom was open.With bare feet, Xia Chun quietly walked to the edge of the stairs and looked down, his pupils suddenly constricted.

It was very dark downstairs, and a thin figure could be vaguely seen standing in front of the sofa in the living room.When he raised his arm slightly, the thing in his hand flashed a faint cold light.

Xia Chun blurted out: "Stop!"

The teenager in the living room was startled by him, dropped the kitchen knife in his hand with a "clang", and ran away in panic.Xia Chun ran down quickly, and checked the situation of the person on the sofa by the light of the terminal.

He pressed his two fingers together on Brother Xu's neck, and his fingertips felt unusually hot.Although the boy hadn't had time to make a move yet, brother Xu's situation was not optimistic.

Xia Chun ran out of the living room, and the moment he saw the door open, he felt very bad.It's late at night, and there are monsters wandering outside. Isn't it courting death for the boy to run out like this? !