Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 270 The Idiot Widow of Red Persimmon Village (5)

Chu Luo immediately understood what he meant.

He had already noticed that Xing Chen was silly and seemed a little different from ordinary people.

In this case, having a face that is too pretty would actually harm him, and having a reputation of being unlucky is indeed not a bad thing.

"As expected, if your heart is dirty, everything you see will be dirty. The old man has lived his whole life, but it seems like it was all in vain." Wen Luo said sarcastically with an expressionless face.

"You!" The head of the Yu family turned around and pointed at him angrily, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"What are you saying? Get out of here now and take your garbage back home. Don't leave it here, getting in the way and dirtying my front door." Chu Luo said viciously and slammed the door shut.

"Mr. Chu, Mr. Wen, don't get complacent. There's still a long way to go. Let's wait and see!"

Yu Dashan's voice came through the crack in the door.

Chu Luo ignored them. He walked carefully to Xing Chen, bent down, and tried not to make his height seem oppressive. He asked in a gentle voice, "If you don't want to leave, then stay at my house tonight, okay?"

The fifteenth moonlight filled the entire courtyard, and the ground was covered in silver.

Xing Chen stood in the water-like moonlight, his eyes wet, and nodded obediently.

Chu Luo teased him with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that we are bad guys?"

Xingchen blinked at him with his big eyes, as innocent and well-behaved as a little deer.

Chu Luo stared for a moment and then covered his eyes.

"I can't stand it anymore. I can't look into your eyes. Otherwise I'll feel like I'm not a good person either."

Behind Chu Luo, Wen Luo also concealed his gaze and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Chu Luo put down his hand and turned to ask Wen Luo: "Brother, do you feel that he is familiar? Why do I feel that I have seen him before?"

Wen Luo was silent for a while and then said, "I feel like it's a little familiar, too."

Chu Luo was a little excited. It seemed that it was not his illusion. They had really met before.

"Then can you remember where you met?"

Wen Luo shook his head, "I can't remember."

"No impression at all?"

"No."

Chu Luo said dejectedly: "Me too, I have no impression at all."

Wen Luo looked at Xing Chen, trying his best to focus his gaze away from his eyes and staring at the tip of his nose while speaking.

"What's your name?"

Xing Chen looked at him blankly for a while, then answered in a low voice: "Xing Chen."

Stars sink.

When Wen Luo and Chu Luo repeated the pronunciation in their mouths, they found that their memories were empty, but the tip of their tongues were so familiar with these two syllables.

It seemed as if the tip of my tongue had called out this name countless times.

It's weird, familiar yet strange.

"Where is your home?" Wen Luo asked again.

Xing Chen replied softly: "Big locust tree."

"The big locust tree village over the mountain pass ahead?"

Xing Chen nodded obediently.

"Chu Luo, let the guests come in and sit down." Wen Luo ordered.

Their home is like a simple courtyard house, with houses on three sides and a high wall on the south side.

The kitchen and dining table are in the east room, all the living utensils are placed in the west room, and finally the main room faces north and south, with two side rooms added at both ends, which should be the bedrooms.

Xing Chen looked at him with aggrieved eyes: "Xing Chen is hungry."

Wen Luo was stunned. His mind was filled with a strange feeling he had never experienced before. It was so chaotic that he even forgot to ask Xing Chen if he had had dinner.

"I'll do it now." He said hurriedly and immediately turned into the kitchen.

Chu Luo also subconsciously felt a little distressed, and quickly pulled Xing Chen to follow.

"Brother, I have one plate of spicy fried rabbit cubes left from the one I made tonight. See if you can get me something for the main course."

"We have ready-made dough. You light the fire and boil the water and I'll roll the noodles. Together with Tu Ding, we can make a bowl of noodles with gravy." Wen Luo opened the lid of the pot and added water. He turned around and saw Xing Chen standing by the dining table.

He blurted out without thinking: "Baby, I'll pick out the rabbit meat, and you can eat less spicy food, okay?"

Then, the room fell into an eerie silence.

Wen Luo scooped a full bucket of water with the wooden ladle and placed it above the stove.

Chu Luo's action of adding straw to the stove was also frozen there.

Xing Chen: “…”

My dear uncle, you slipped up.

In order to break the frozen atmosphere, Xing Chen ran to the pot happily, "I like spicy food, it's delicious."

Wen Luo seemed to wake up from a dream and poured the water in the wooden ladle into the pot.

Seeing Chu Luo still in a daze, he reminded him, "Turn on the high fire to boil the water."

Chu Luo felt a pang in his heart and looked at him silently, with extremely complicated emotions in his eyes.

After retracting his gaze, Chu Luo began to light the fire silently.

Xing Chen saw that the two of them were doing what they were supposed to do, then turned around and sat obediently at the square dining table, waiting for dinner.

Wen Luo rolled out a piece of white dough, folded it several times in order, and then took a knife and skillfully cut it into even and thin noodles.

When the water boils, it makes a "gurgling" sound and hot steam rises from the pot.

Wen Luo lifted the lid of the pot, and steam rose to the roof. He put all the fine white noodles into the boiling water and stirred it gently with chopsticks.

When the noodles were almost done, I washed a few slices of green vegetables and put them on top. I dripped sesame oil into the bowl, poured hot soup over it, took out two bowls of noodles, and placed the vegetables on top.

Xing Chen liked spicy food, so he didn't pick out the meat from the peppers and fry them again. Instead, he poured the spicy fried rabbit cubes over the noodles and then heated up the oil to pour over them again.

Two large bowls of fragrant noodles, green and red, were brought to Xing Chen.

Xing Chen was not in a hurry to eat. He stood up and brought over the bench that was neatly put aside, and placed it on both sides of the square table close to him.

Then he pulled Wen Luo and Chu Luo to sit next to him, one on each side.

There were only two bowls of noodles, so he went to the cupboard and took out another bowl and placed it next to the two bowls of noodles.

The meaning is obvious, which is to turn two bowls of noodles into three bowls of noodles so that everyone can eat together.

Wen Luo couldn't help but laughed softly.

Lian Chu Luo's expression, which had been gloomy since he heard the word "baby", improved a lot.

Under the slightly swaying candlelight, Xingchen's eyes were sparkling and bright.

"Xing Chen wants to eat together." He said sweetly.

"We have all eaten." Chu Luo told him.

"I've eaten, eat less." Xing Chen insisted.

Wen Luo stood up and took another bowl. He picked up some noodles for himself and some for Chu Luo, and promised to accompany him. Only then did Xing Chen start to eat.

The noodles cooked by the emperor’s uncle are delicious.

The rabbit meat fried by Chu Luo is fragrant and spicy.

Xing Chen finished a bowl of noodles and even drank up all the soup.

"There's still half a bowl here, all yours." Chu Luo saw him drinking soup with his head tilted back, so he quickly snatched the bowl away and pushed another bowl of noodles in front of him.

Xing Chen lowered his head and found a large piece of diced meat in the bowl, picked it up and held it in front of Chu Luo.

"Thank you, little brother."

Chu Luo was stunned for a moment and looked at Wen Luo.

I don’t know what was going on in his mind, but a person who is usually so picky actually opened his mouth and took the rabbit meat from someone else’s chopsticks under Wen Luo’s gaze.

Now it was Wen Luo who had an ugly expression on his face.

Xingchen sighed inwardly.

Alas, after coaxing this one and that one, he will probably have to be a balance master every day in the future, otherwise everyone will be angry.

He picked up a few bites of noodles from the bowl, then picked up a piece of diced meat and placed it in front of Wen Luo like a treasure.

"Thank you, big brother."