As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Zhongqian's brows, which were already not relaxed, furrowed even more.
Cheng Yi suddenly woke up from his dazed state and said in shock: "Brother, are you crazy?!"
Cheng Yun: "...I'm very good."
"You are crazy!" Cheng Yi said firmly, "otherwise how could you say such a thing!"
He jumped off the bed and took hold of Cheng Yun's arm, as if he wanted to see if there was something wrong in his elder brother's head.
"Brother, you are a scholar. Don't you understand the principle of a gentleman staying away from the cook?"
Cheng Zhongqian looked at him disapprovingly, and the father and son had the same expression.
"'A gentleman stays away from the kitchen' means that he cannot bear to kill, so he should stay away from the kitchen." Cheng Yun said, "But if I don't cook, what will we eat? Will we starve to death?"
Cheng Yi was speechless and almost blurted out, "Just let the servants do it." Then he remembered that they had no servants left to deal with.
Cheng Zhongqian also remembered it, his face turned ugly, and he finally turned over, turned his back to them, and shut himself up.
Lingbao poked his head around, feeling extremely worried. Is dad feeling unwell again?
Cheng Yi glanced at it with flying eyes, pointed and said: "Isn't there still her? Let her do it."
Lingbao blinked and said, "Okay, Lingbao will do it!"
Cheng Yun glared at Cheng Yi, hugged the little girl and said, "Don't listen to him. My elder brother did what he said."
Cheng Yi turned his head angrily.
Ling Bao comforted in a low voice: "Second brother, don't worry, there are no chickens, ducks or fish at home, so we can't kill them."
Cheng Yi: "..." getting even more angry.
Seeing Cheng Yun leading Ling Bao out, Cheng Yi hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but follow him.
Cheng Yun took the pendant out of his arms, put it on Ling Bao's neck, and said, "Thank you, Ling Bao. Thanks to your pendant, dad is much better."
Lingbao smiled happily, showing his two front teeth.
Cheng Yun has a lot to learn if he wants to cook.
The first thing is to make a fire. Only flint and firewood are not enough. You need to use hay to ignite it first.
Cheng Yun tried three or four times without success. There was only smoke but no fire.
"Cough cough cough! Brother, I'm going to choke to death!" Cheng Yi covered his mouth and nose, waving away the smoke in front of his eyes with one hand, and kept coughing.
Lingbao held her breath and held her little fists, not wanting to hit her elder brother, but she couldn't help it, cough, cough, cough, it was so choked!
"Brother, I'm sorry. Ling Bao didn't do it on purpose."
The disgraced Cheng Yun said helplessly: "It's not your fault, why do you apologize?"
He found that Ling Bao always habitually took the blame on himself.
It's just that he thought cooking would be easy, but he failed at the first step.
"Brother, it means you don't have the talent in this area, so give up quickly." Cheng Yi took advantage of every opportunity.
Cheng Yun said: "I'll try again."
"Still trying? People will think our house is burned down later." Cheng Yi muttered, very dissatisfied with himself for not persuading his eldest brother to leave.
Cheng Yun: "..."
This younger brother is good at everything, but he just needs a beating.
Half an hour later.
A family of four sat at the table, looking at the porridge in the bowl without words...if this could really be called "porridge".
Cheng Zhongqian asked: "Why is it black?"
Cheng Yun put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: "It's burned."
Cheng Zhongqian was silent.
After a long silence, he picked up the bowl. If he didn't eat, he would starve to death.
Cheng Yi also picked it up and took a sip.
The next second, the similar faces of the father and son suddenly changed, and they spat it out with a "pop" sound. It was so unpleasant!
Cheng Yi even "vomited" a little.
Cheng Yun pursed his lips: "Is it so unpalatable?"
"Brother, you will know after you try it."
Cheng Yun took a sip and spat it out expressionlessly, looking depressed and shocked.
He can't even cook well, can he really survive?
Just when he was doubting himself, he heard a "snoring" sound of eating.
Cheng Yun looked over.
Lingbao was holding the bowl in both hands and the food was so delicious that those who didn't know thought she was eating some delicacy.
"Lingbao!" He was startled, "Don't eat it, don't get a bad stomach!"
Unfortunately, he was a step too late. Lingbao had almost finished eating. She licked the bowl clean, and there was still rice soup on her face.
He touched his belly with satisfaction, his eyes bright: "It's delicious!"
Cheng Yun kneaded her happily and said, "Stop coaxing me, how can it taste delicious even if it's all mushy?"
"But it's really delicious." Ling Bao said, "It's rotten rice that tastes bad. Big brother makes it delicious!"
Cheng Yi was stunned and suspected that she had lost her sense of taste.
Cheng Yun has always been very attentive, and he found a problem: "Ling Bao, have you... ever eaten bad rice?"
Lingbao nodded without thinking: "Yes, I have eaten steamed buns with a long flavor."
"Changxi?"
Lingbao thought for a while: "It's just a small green dot."
"Is it moldy?"
"Uh-huh!"
Big brother is really awesome, he knew it as soon as she told him.
Cheng Yun opened his mouth but was speechless.
Before today, he could not imagine anyone eating moldy steamed buns and sour food.
Moreover, she is only a child.
No wonder he found his burnt porridge delicious.
Cheng Yun hugged her distressedly.
Ling Bao asked blankly: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"
At this time, he was also the one concerned.
Cheng Yun smiled and shook his head: "I'm not unhappy. But don't eat moldy buns and rotten rice in the future, you know?"
Ling Bao felt aggrieved: "What should I do if I'm hungry?"
"Big brother will feed you."
Lingbao's eyes suddenly lit up and he agreed: "Okay!"
When the water in the water tank ran out, we had to go to the river to fetch water.
Of course, Cheng Yun couldn't let Ling Bao go as a child. Cheng Yi also felt that his brother was a scholar who couldn't shoulder the task and couldn't carry the hand, so he had no choice but to follow him.
At this time, all the villagers were up, so there were two or three adults by the river, all coming to fetch water, and there were seven or eight children.
As soon as they saw Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi, they gathered together and murmured, with curiosity in their eyes. They looked so good-looking, and they felt very different from them.
However, my family members told me so, so I didn’t dare to come close.
"Hey? Isn't that Ling Bao?"
"It's true! Ling Bao——"
Lingbao heard someone calling him and called back.
"Are those your friends?" Cheng Yun asked.
Lingbao wasn't sure, she hadn't played with others much.
"Go and play. I'll get water for you later." Cheng Yun pushed her towards the children.
"No, no, no, I'll fetch water with my eldest brother, Lingbao can help." Lingbao clung to his leg, unwilling to leave.
It's also too clingy.
Cheng Yun complained, but there was always a smile on his lips.
Not only did he not seem distressed, he seemed to enjoy it.
Originally, the villagers were beating each other one after another, and when the two brothers went to that station, the man whose turn it was was said: "Well, you guys fight first."
Cheng Yun said: "No, you go first."
"No, no, no, you guys go ahead and fight. I'm not in a big hurry anyway." The man laughed dryly and took a few steps back.
Not only him, but also others who didn't take their turn.
Cautiously, as if afraid of irritating them.
Cheng Yi whispered: "What, we are not bandits."
Cheng Yun thought to himself, maybe people really think so.
He didn't refuse and went straight forward to get two buckets of water. He and Cheng Yi each carried one bucket, nodded and left.
Beihe Village is a small village with only about thirty households.
It was winter, not many people came to visit, and everything was quiet.
So when there is more noise, it becomes more obvious.