"Okay, Ding Ling, be a good girl. Just let me stay in the kitchen, okay?" Higan was scolded by Ding Ling, so she behaved like an obedient student and only dared to stick her tongue out.
When she realized that Ding Ling really did not want her to stay in the kitchen, she hugged Ding Ling and nuzzled her little face as she begged.
Who could endure a girl as beautiful as Higan begging and acting coquettishly? Higan might not know what acting coquettishly was.
Ding Ling's heart softened right away. She enjoyed it a lot, but she still acted like an elder. "Fine, fine. Just stay in the kitchen. Don't do it again. "
"Thank you, Ding Ling." Higan kissed Ding Ling's forehead and Ding Ling blushed.
Ding Dong quickly jumped up and pointed at her face, saying, "Me too, me too."
Higan was still smiling as she also kissed Ding Dong's forehead.
The two little dumplings were in a blissful mood. They did not know that Higan used to be very resistant to people getting close to her. Even a two-meter distance would make her unhappy.
However, Higan was so close to them and was even willing to kiss them. Even if it was just a light kiss, it was a huge step for her.
After she was done, Ding Ling leaned on the stove and asked, "Sister Higan, why do you have to stay in the kitchen and learn how to cook?"
"Yeah, I want to cook for Tang Ling," Higan answered naturally.
Ding Ling was horrified. "Sister Higan, are you saying that Little Tang Ling has been eating all the food that you've cooked for the past few days?"
Ding Dong felt sorry for Tang Ling when she heard that and started to pity him.
What has Higan been cooking for the past few days? Even if she fed it to a real Harsheen boar, the boar would vomit too.
Did Sister Higan do it on purpose? Did she bully Little Tang Ling because he was unconscious?
No, even an unconscious person would vomit after eating the food that Sister Higan made.
"Is Little Tang Ling still alive?" With that in mind, Ding Dong suddenly remembered that she had not visited Tang Ling that day, so she asked. What if he was poisoned to death by Sister Higan's cooking?
"Huh? What do you mean?" Higan was shocked.
Ding Ling nodded firmly. "He's alive and well. His face is getting redder. Maybe if you add love to the trash, it can also taste good. "
"Not necessarily. I often suspect that Little Tang Tang has no sense of taste at all. No matter what you feed him, he'll sweep it clean without a second thought. "Ding Dong stroked her chin as if she had studied Tang Ling.
"Hmm, that makes sense. I heard that the excrement of the Exploding Bugs in the sea stinks. I'll try to make some for Little Tang Tang next time. "Ding Ling's eyes revealed a serious expression.
Hmm, let's test the limits of Tang Ling's sense of taste.
"Hey, what are you guys talking about? Higan caressed the two little balls' hair.
"It's fine, Sister Higan. We just thought that the food you cooked might be suitable for Tang Ling. Hurry up and take the fish gelatin away," Ding Ling told Higan seriously.
"Exactly, exactly. The boss said that the fish gelatin is very good for injuries and can also replenish Qi and blood. Hurry up and take it. Don't waste any time. "Ding Dong also had a serious expression.
"Really?" Higan's eyes glimmered as she quickly scooped up the fish gelatin. Tang Ling really likes my food? She was too shy to feed Tang Ling before this.
**
"It's so lively. I want to help in the kitchen." Fatty Ji Chengxi sniffled as he stared blankly at Higan, who was beaming in the kitchen, and the pair of cute little balls.
His current mission was to tidy up the room meticulously.
The mission was assigned by Boss Huang!
Tidy up the f * ck! Whenever he thought about Fatty, he wanted to cry. Who the f * ck knew what tidy up the boss meant?
However, he had to do it because he had to rely on Boss Huang for food, lodging, and travel expenses.
Since he was under Boss Huang's roof, he had to lower his head!
Fatty gritted his teeth whenever he thought about Boss Huang. He even thought that Boss Huang was a good person when he first woke up.
Yes, he did seem like a good person!
He recalled how he was frightened by a few bosses and was forced to sleep for no reason.
When he woke up, he saw a charming man sitting beside him with a warm smile on his face. The way his eyes looked at him … F * ck!
Fatty could not help but have goosebumps when he thought about it. He even thought that he had lost his virginity.
However, Boss Huang's words comforted him. "I heard that Tang Ling is your big brother. I'm Tang Ling's mentor and godfather. Your flying machine is broken, so you can stay here for the time being. The food might be a little rough, but it's enough to fill your stomach. "
What a good man!
Fatty was touched on the spot.
Then, Boss Huang brought Fatty to see Tang Ling, who was still in a coma. Then, they toured around Dvesha Moha.
Fatty believed in Boss Huang. He had no one to rely on in Darkness Port and his big brother was in a coma. What could Fatty do without the ability to survive?
What followed next was the start of Fatty's tragic life.
Boss Huang lamented his poverty and how expensive the potions and medicines were required to treat Tang Ling's injuries.
This time, Fatty must have brought some gifts for his big brother. There were also some pills that his father had asked him to bring along, which were specially concocted by the family.
There were only three pills in each bottle and they looked very precious.
In the end, Fatty was a troublesome figure in the family and was doted on by the great ancestor. He had quite a lot of personal assets, so he had to bring some with him when he went out.
Then, Boss Huang went around in a roundabout way and used all kinds of so-called 'sincerity' to take everything out.
In just half a day, Boss Huang cleaned Fatty up from head to toe.
In the end, Boss Huang told Fatty that Dvesha Moha was expensive and that he could not afford to keep an idler. The best example was the child laborer, Ding Ling and Ding Dong, who were not idlers either.
If a person did not hide their true nature, even someone as stupid as Fatty would see through their true nature in less than 24 hours.
Therefore, in just two days, Fat Finn had a deep understanding of Boss Huang's true nature. On the third day, Fat Finn started to feel great despair towards the dark days that never saw the light of day.
"Everything will be fine as long as my big brother wakes up." Tang Ling was Fatty's only hope.
"Fortunately, there's a big beauty to look at and the two little dumplings are cute. Sometimes, there's even a decent Ro Xin. "Fatty was a person who found joy in life.
Tang Ling was his hope and Higan and the others were the joy to endure.
Just as Fatty was holding a rag, sniffling and lamenting, someone knocked on his head.
"Who the f * ck is it?" Fatty was very familiar with the unique tea aroma on Boss Huang. As long as it was not Boss Huang, Fatty was not afraid of anyone. After he was knocked on the head, he turned around angrily.
He turned around and saw Han Xing, who was drenched in water.
It was the little bastard who drenched himself every day. Fatty grunted and still did not look happy.
"Hey, Higan is your sister-in-law. Aren't you afraid that Tang Ling will beat you up when he wakes up? "Han Xing leaned on the pillar lazily.
The past three days had been tiring. Boss Huang was getting more and more inhumane! My mission is still to feed Monty, but why did Boss Huang put Monty in the sea instead of the pond upstairs?
Is he messing with me? Han Xing had a belly full of anger. Seeing this fatty who looked like he was about to be beaten, he would usually be even angrier.
"Of course, I know she's my sister-in-law, but she's a beauty. She needs someone to admire her so she won't feel lonely. I'll be letting my brother down if I don't admire her, "Fatty said righteously and confidently.
"Uh …" Han Xing was once again speechless. Wasn't his excuse yesterday to keep an eye on his sister-in-law at all times, not wanting anything to happen to even a strand of her hair?
However, today's reason seemed to be stronger.
"Fine, forget about my sister-in-law. Tell me, why would you rather stay with Ding Ling and Ding Dong than train with me? "Han Xing raised his eyebrows and looked very displeased.
According to Boss Huang, Fatty came from a powerful hidden family. His father was a powerful member of the hidden family and he was the only son!
Boss Huang did not specify which hidden family he was from, but it had always been his style.
In short, Han Xing thought Fatty was a master, so he had been pestering Fatty to train with him, but he never succeeded.
What kind of stupid question was it to Fatty? It was worth asking every day.
He glanced at Han Xing in disdain. Han Xing was enraged as he glared at Fatty and said, "Are there any differences between the two of you? You perverted fatty! You're so hungry that you can't be choosy! "
"What do you know?!" Fatty was also enraged. "I wonder if there's a literature from the old civilization that says men are made of mud and women are made of water. I don't think I'm clean enough, so I like to be near water. Why would I want to be near a pile of mud like you?! "
"That's right! You want to train with mud! Don't you think you're not dirty enough?! "
When it came to arguing, Han Xing was no match for Fatty! It was just that Han Xing wanted to be more cultured for the sake of Ro Xin.
Han Xing was ready to draw his sword, but when he heard Fatty mention a literature from the old civilization, he decided to humbly study it, so he asked, "Which literature? What's it about? "
"Hmm, Dream of a Brothel! It's basically about a man named Baoyu who had his marriage annulled by a woman named Daiyu. Baoyu was so angry that he went to cultivate and obtained a small bottle that produced a mysterious liquid every day … "Fatty's eyebrows instantly danced, his saliva flying everywhere as he narrated.
Han Xing was captivated by the story. A cultivation story! What a great story! He must tell Ro Xin about the literature from the old civilization the next time he meets her!
"Dvesha Moha has been so lively lately … I love the liveliness. I wish I had enough money to keep this beautiful scenery. I'm so troubled that I have to take care of so many kids." Then, a long sigh came from downstairs. The exaggerated sigh sounded like someone was reciting a poem.
Fatty and Han Xing looked at each other. F * ck, the biggest b * tch of Dvesha Moha is back!
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