(the disappeared chapter 179, which is in the application for unsealing, does not affect the overall reading.)

After cutting the scallions, Lin Xiaoxian took out his favorite SUPOR pan.

"No peanut oil." The little aunt suddenly said.

Lin Xiaoxian changed rapeseed oil.

"No rapeseed oil, olive oil, rich in unsaturated fatty acids, breakfast is the most suitable."

After the little aunt put forward her suggestion, she suddenly realized that olive oil seemed very expensive in China, so she covered her mouth with her hand. Then she thought that her nephew seemed to be rich now. It was not too much to use for breakfast, so she took her hand away.

"I didn't buy it at home. Where can I get you olive oil now..."

"Oh, well... Forget it..." Mu Changqing lowered his head, looked at his injured finger, and then raised his eyelids to peek at his nephew's expression to see if he was going to the supermarket downstairs to buy a bottle right away.

However, Lin Xiaoxian didn't, just pretended not to see her little moves and silently pulled out a bottle of linseed oil from the cabinet.

This is used before boiling, and it is also rich in unsaturated fatty acids.

"Use this. Similarly, compared with olive oil, it can nourish the skin, strengthen the brain and replenish the brain. You should be used to it?"

"Well, it's very kind of you, Xiao Xian ~"

Mu Changqing happily held his arm and shook it. For women, it is undoubtedly a little happiness to have a man around who can occasionally meet their willful requirements.

In order to take care of Mu Changqing's taste, Lin Xiaoxian put a small amount of flaxseed oil in the pot, then added water with three eggs and a small bowl of flour to make a thin paste.

His movements were very neat, and Mu Changqing stood and stared.

"Have you learned?" Lin Xiaoxian looked at her and at her fingers wrapped in band aids.

"No, I can't learn." The little aunt answered very simply and easily. Anyway, there is a nephew. The nephew will cook a lot of delicious food now. As long as she is obedient and obedient at ordinary times, will he have the heart to starve his little aunt to death?

"OK, out of the pot!"

Lin Xiaoxian rolled up the egg cake in the pot, cut it in half with a shovel and put it on the plate. It happened that the dumplings in another small pot were almost the same. Add mash, medlar and a little cinnamon to add a little osmanthus flavor. When all the dumplings float, it will be finished.

"Go get a little book, you hear me? Little aunt? "

Lin Xiaoxian didn't shout because Mu Changqing was trying to tear a hot egg cake, and his hot mouth kept shouting "hissing".

"Not yet!"

Lin Xiaoxian washed her hands and dripped cold water from her back collar. Mu Changqing was excited. Then he ran to call Lin Xiaoshu up.

.......

"Brother, you didn't run today?" Lin Xiaoshu stared at the bowl and guessed which ones were filled with peanuts and which ones were filled with black sesame.

"No, I was very tired two days ago. Relax today."

"Then you won't go out?" Lin Xiaoshu's eyes brightened and he wanted to drive black with his brother today.

"Well... Let's see first..."

Lin Xiaoxian was not sure. He took a bite of Tangyuan, picked up his mobile phone, looked at the friend request just sent again, and there was no response in the past ten minutes.

If I was in the bathroom at that time, I felt empty because I just got up and didn't wake up.

Now Lin Xiaoxian has no doubt that he really wants to learn from the committee members.

Miss her voice.

Miss her face.

I miss the way she looks at herself coldly.

Think of the way she puffed her cheeks and frowned when she blushed.

I also want her to look like when she accidentally reveals the secret feelings of the girl's heart.

People's hearts are really inexplicable.

During the short two-day holiday, Lin Xiaoxian didn't speak. He didn't know why he thought so of her.

Some of them sneered at themselves. Lin Xiaoxian recovered from his thoughts and saw Mu Changqing pull his small bowl next to his big bowl for a while.

"Auntie, you're a demon..."

"I have a lot of dumplings. I'll give you one, and then you'll give me some mash."

"Do you like fermented rice?"

Mash is also called wine or sweet wine. What did Lin Xiaoxian think of

"You haven't got into the habit of drinking in Hawaii now?"

"Of course not! Xiaoxian, you can't think so, aunt! Drunkards are the most annoying! "

Mu Changqing's nephew was very disappointed, so he scooped more mash from his bowl.

"The new roommate you said at that time, she doesn't drink bars?"

"Er... She does, but she drinks alone. Some people don't drink together. Well... She doesn't touch people except me."

Lin Xiaoxian thought something was wrong.

German Japanese hybrid, good cook, good marksmanship, independent drinker, silent

I thought my aunt's new roommate could be normal. Now it sounds a little strange

However, it is said that it is much better than the previous psychics and witches.

After a breakfast, Lin Xiaoxian quickly bought a new electric blanket on Jingdong's own account.

It's overcast outside. The cooling last night seems to have to continue. The holidays are almost over. Everything must return to normal tonight. They can't be allowed to come to bed in the middle of the night.

"Little book, there is an electric blanket express in the afternoon. I may have to go to the door."

"You have to go again..." Lin Xiaoshu is so disappointed. The games are all on board. Do you want to be in the vegetable chicken pit for another day

"What about the braised bamboo rat at noon?"

"I can't burn it. I just looked at it. It seems that the goods froze to death outside the balcony last night."

"Ah?"

Lin Xiaoshu couldn't believe it. Mu Changqing silently drew a cross on his chest.

Even Lin Xiaoxian, who wanted to cook it, felt that the bamboo mouse was too poor. First it was ravaged by Tuan Tuan, and now it was frozen to death.

These two things are related. If it hadn't been ravaged by Tuan Tuan before, it might not have frozen to death in a night's cooling.

"May you be reborn in the afterlife and be a meow, Amen."

Lin Xiaoxian observed a moment of silence for him, then packed up, looked at his mobile phone again, reluctantly picked his eyebrows and went out.

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Forty minutes later, the Zhou family.

"A weak and sick woman is really miserable..."

Zhou Feng sat in front of the TV and watched the 87 version of a dream of Red Mansions, showing sympathy for Lin Daiyu.

Fortunately, his sister Zhou Jia has been in good health.

But there is one thing:

His sister usually doesn't get sick. It's not easy to get well after a lifetime of illness.

In all, Zhou Jia may not have caught a cold for two years. As a result, he didn't get well until the last day of the holiday.

Zhou Feng has been very confused about this. Sister, is it good or bad immunity?

A series of phone calls interrupted his thoughts. Zhou Feng's mobile phone was already stuck. The day before yesterday, he was tossed by the thief. It seemed that he was more stuck. He rowed for a long time before opening the QQ voice. Hei hei smiled:

"Hello? Son, miss your father? "

Zhou Feng grinned. Then he heard two obvious coughs from his sister's bedroom. He was embarrassed and lowered his voice:

"Hello? speak out! Oh... Ok... Who else? The old place? Ok... "

After hanging up his voice, Zhou Feng drank a glass of water, sorted out his mood, and then knocked on his sister's door sadly:

"Sister?"

"Yes."

"Oh, it's so annoying. Li Liang asks me to play again. There are a lot of people."

"Go." There was a little hoarse voice, "but just play. Don't go to an Internet cafe."

"Uh huh! I'll bring you porridge after lunch. "

After hearing this, Zhou Feng replied excitedly on his mobile phone, "open a machine for me", and then grabbed the door excitedly.

Only three minutes later, the doorbell rang.

"Really, most of them forgot to take the key again and lost everything..."

With a slight sigh, the study committee member sitting at the head of the bed put down a thick "book" in his hand, got up on the bed, put some pale feet on plush slippers, and opened the door.