The ancestor became a star heartthrob

Xiao Jidan was also one of the people who flocked in when the live broadcast just started.

Unlike others, he went to look for Jieyan as soon as he entered the live broadcast room.It's just that the cave is too big, and he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. When he didn't know how to look for it, he happened to see Xieyan coming towards the morning glow.

Even the morning mist could not cover up the beauty of Xia Ziyue and the charm of the moon, as if stepping on his heart step by step.

This time he didn't disturb Xieyan, seeing such casual Xieyan that only he could see, his heart was full.Follow Xieyan all the way to the vegetable garden.

This is a very common picking vegetables and watering flowers, Xiao Jidan can see the warmth and touch.

It's just that after a long time, he can't stand the loneliness a little bit.

She rummaged through the wild vegetables in the basket, but Jieyan didn't notice.

Well, a little bigger, let the dish do a somersault.

"I don't know which little mouse it is, so idle." Jieyan smiled lightly.

A sentence immediately appeared in Xiao Jidan's mind: It belongs to your family.

He shook his head, not knowing where the familiar words came from, there is already a little egg, there can't be another little mouse.

It's a pity that Xieyan in the live broadcast couldn't hear what he said outside.

Xiao Jidan observed the surroundings for a while, and finally picked up a branch from the side of the path, and wrote a few words on the dirt path.Then he pulled Jie Jieyan's sleeve and let him go over to look.

Xieyan walked helplessly to the small road, with a relaxed expression, when he saw Xiao Jidan's words, he paused.

Not because of the phrase "Don't dress like this to meet people", but because of the handwriting.

Xieyan murmured: "I didn't expect your handwriting to be quite good."

Xiao Jidan, who has been praised constantly since she was a child, felt so proud and sweet for the first time.

His handwriting is really good. Perhaps in the eyes of the people in the Cultural Institute, he is just fighting the enemy, fighting with the Zerg, and accompanying the mech as a cold-blooded marshal, who does not understand the charm and beauty of culture.But they also have to admit that they are good at writing, and they are not inferior to them at all in this respect.

Whether it is interstellar characters or ancient characters.

This is what they are wondering, but it is what they think it should be.

Jieyan picked up the branch, bent down next to Xiao Jidan's writing, and wrote exactly the same sentence, it was exactly the same, it was the same writing, even the subtleties in the handwriting, the demeanor and momentum in the handwriting were not the slightest bit. not bad.

Xiao Jidan was stunned.Some people in the Cultural Institute didn't like him at first, and once said that his handwriting was nothing, and they could also write it, but the imitation of the handwriting later looked a little ridiculous.

More than one, many people are like this, his handwriting has a strong personal style, even the people in the cultural institute are not easy to imitate, unexpectedly, Xieyan just wrote it, and he wrote it.

Not only Xiao Jidan, but even Jieyan frowned at the two lines, not knowing why he wrote them so smoothly.

This "little mouse" brought too many doubts to himself, and Jieyan raised his head, "You have been following me, because you are more curious or like this place, right? Can I invite you to participate in the second episode of the program?"

Since you are familiar with it, and since you are in doubt, it is better to meet it directly.

Stepping through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it!

Of course, this is exactly what I want most.Xiao Jidan was about to fly up happily, took the branch, and wrote his name on the ground in a fluttering motion.

"Xiao Jidan." Three words came out of Jieyan's mouth, each word was very clear, and the combination of each word carried a tactful meaning.

Xiao Jidan felt very appropriate after hearing this, and then heard Jieyan continue to say, "Yesterday's little egg? So you wanted to tell me your name yesterday?"

As he spoke, he laughed, not the usual light and gentle smile, but this time he laughed out loud, the laughter was like a clear spring in a mountain stream, joyful and cheerful, and his eyes were brightly colored.

Xiao Jidan, who was going to explain, also gave up. He felt that he could do anything to make Xieyan so happy.

Jieyan continued to pick up the branch, holding the branch with his slender fingers, it was the best pen and ink, carefully wrote the word "Jieyan" next to the word "Xiao Jidan", and did not imitate it again, It's your own handwriting.

The two names are juxtaposed together, one side is flying and dancing, vigorous and powerful, and the other is Luan drifting and phoenix mooring, flowing clouds and flowing water.

Xiao Jidan murmured the word "Jieyan" repeatedly, never leaving his eyes from the two names side by side on the screen, and his hands were not idle, taking a screenshot from every angle.

After putting down the branches, Jieyan took the basket and left.He said as he walked, "I'm going to change clothes, you don't have to follow, you can't get in where I live."

No one can break the barrier outside his yard.

Xiao Jidan watched him disappear as he walked, and panicked.

Did you just explain to yourself to make yourself feel at ease?Thinking of this, the panic in Xiao Jidan's heart disappeared.Once again, I sigh that he is really a gentle person.

Xiao Jidan positioned himself at the place where Jieyan disappeared, so that he could see it as soon as Jieyan came out.Then he opened the work interface and began to deal with the backlog of official affairs, and looked sideways from time to time to see if Xieyan had come out.

When Xieyan came out, he found that the familiar force was still there. He was a little helpless. He didn't know what this clingy little mouse was doing to follow him all the time. Did he still want frangipani?

The dishes of the four guests were ready. Under their expectant eyes, Xieyan opened them one by one and smelled them, but did not express anything.

Seeing what they did, Xieyan also knew what he was going to do.

Xieyan took the shepherd's purse she just picked aside to wash.The shepherd's purse grown in the cave full of aura does not need to be washed too much, it just needs to be placed under the green bamboo joints, flowing down from the mountain stream, and the clear spring flowing from the bamboo tube will naturally wash away the dust contaminated on it.

Hands like white jade brushed across the tender green shepherd's purse, accompanied by the sound of the clear spring flowing from the green bamboo tube to the bluestone below.A few guests sat obediently on the side, watching quietly, thinking that Dad was so picturesque even when he was cooking.

[Xiao Taotao: Those in Interstellar who think that men shouldn't cook and that cooking will damage their image, do their faces hurt? 】

[Mecha King: I'm a man. I want to speak for us, but I have no chance to do it. Where there are ingredients, they are all dealt with by nutrient solution. 】

[Food is online: I now think that the man who cooks is the most handsome, the most gentle, and the most wanting to marry. 】

[Fairy-flavored nutrient solution: If you want to become the grass in your father's hands, who would be willing to eat the rice made by your father? 】

After seeing several people's dishes, the first dish Xieyan planned to cook was spring rolls.

Although there are many kinds of spring rolls, Xieyan always believes that the spring rolls that can wrap the taste of spring are the most delicious spring rolls.So, he picked shepherd's purse with morning dew.

Shepherd's purse was only a kind of wild vegetable at first, not comparable to the spiritual plants he raised carefully, but it was the most representative of the taste of spring.

In addition to spring rolls, he also took out a spiritual plant.When Lingzhi took it out, everyone else thought it looked good. In the light yellow rhizome, you could actually see the green liquid flowing inside, and the smell was refreshing.

Only Zhiyao froze for a moment, she knew that this was a spiritual plant raised by her father.The spiritual plant raised by my father was the most popular even in the era of cultivating immortals. Today, thousands of years later, although I don't know the function of this spiritual plant, after eating it, the effect must be extraordinary.

Zhiyao glanced sideways at Cheng Jiamao, squinted her eyes and laughed.

Her father is really gentle, and Cheng Jiamao is also very lucky.

Blanch the shepherd's purse, wash the spirit plant, chop the soul meat into puree, add eggs and shiitake mushrooms, stir-fry green onion and ginger, the unique fragrance of shepherd's purse, and the slightly stimulating aroma of the soul meat and green onion and ginger , Lingzhi's medicinal fragrance, the combination of the three forced the four people and the audience to drool.

After the stuffing was ready, Xieyan took out the spring roll wrapper, with long eyelashes hanging down, carefully wrapped the delicious stuffing, each spring roll was shaped in his slender and flexible hands.

They are neat and tidy, because they put a lot of fillings, and they stand in a row cutely with their small bellies.

In the barrage, you can "listen to the sound of 'wow' again." The audience with the big mouth behind the light brain, don't know whether they are marveling at the more charming Xieyan who takes the ingredients seriously, or the cute spring rolls in Xieyan's hands .

After wrapping the spring rolls, all you need to do is fry them in the pan, because Xieyan doesn’t like too greasy food, and the oil in the cave is specially prepared by Yu Yao. Xieyan uses spiritual power to control the heat, stirring the oil The spring rolls in the pot, looking at each spring roll is coated with a golden layer.

The golden spring rolls visibly become translucent, and you can see the green shepherd's purse, white scallion, and yellow Lingzhi inside. Picking up smoke and sandwiching them into a petal-shaped white porcelain plate, each petal is placed on a spring roll. In the middle of the plate is the spring roll. Prepared dipping sauce.

After the final arrangement, Jieyan showed a satisfied smile.Everything he creates, whether it is a spiritual plant or a pet in the cave, or a dish, he will take it seriously without distinction.

After the spring rolls were ready, Jieyan picked up another basket.The basket is full of flowers. The outer layer of the flowers is rich red, but the inner petals are white and flawless. The coquettish and pure contradictions create a unique beauty.

Zhiyao knew it was a roselle flower, and some people used to call it roselle, and her father would make tea with it.

At this time, Xieyan put it and white fungus in the stew pot to make a Luoshen white fungus soup.After the roselle flower turned from deep red to light pink, I put a handful of old rock sugar into it, boiled it for a while, sprinkled it with a handful of white and fragrant osmanthus, and brought it to the stone table.

He said to the four people who were stunned: "Okay, bring your dishes here."

Did not expect to be able to pass!

The four of them picked up their dishes in surprise and put them on the table, with embarrassment on their faces.Compared with Dad's dishes, theirs really can't stand it.

Not only the dishes themselves, but also the level of care.They just see it as an entertaining competition show, using food as a tool to win.But Dad did not disappoint any of the ingredients, and his serious attitude made them ashamed.

The ridiculous thing is that they have never seen these ingredients before. While marveling at the beauty of natural ingredients, they casually deal with these plants that will be treasured outside.

The father who is commonplace cherishes them the most.

Yu Yao put a bowl of Luoshen white fungus soup in front of everyone. In the celadon bowl, there was light pink sugar water, white and waxy white fungus, and cute little osmanthus flowers floating on it.

Several people held such a bowl of white fungus soup, their eyes were bright, and they looked like real children in front of their father.

Xieyan chuckled, took the plate of spring rolls and placed it beside Cheng Jiamao, "This is yours, do you like it if you try it?"

Cheng Jiamao was flattered, put down the celadon bowl in a panic, and took the spring rolls with both hands.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, he picked up a piece of spring roll and put it in his mouth.

The spring rolls are thin and crispy, the fillings are soft, clear and fresh, like a bite of spring.

More importantly, after eating the spring rolls, he felt a wave of breath wandering around his body, which washed away a lot of Shen Ke and dull pain, and made him experience the ease and comfort he had never had before.

"Don't take those medicines in the future, it won't do you any good, and getting fat is also because of those medicines, isn't it?" Xieyan said softly.

Cheng Jiamao stared blankly at Jieyan, felt a little moisture in his eyes, and quickly lowered his head.

Keep your head down, hold the plate tightly, and don't let others see your expression.

Even his father and mother never said such a thing to him.

His family never asked him about the side effects of taking medicine. His brothers would only joke about how he was getting fatter, and that the entertainment industry was the most suitable for him.

The author has something to say: Little egg: Husband and wife "like".

Cheng Jiamao: I fell in love with my father, and I want to be a cow and a horse and a son-in-law.

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