After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 170, spicy or fragrant

"What are you doing to reinforce the wall for no apparent reason? It feels quite solid."

With a puzzled expression on his face, Bai Zhengxuan strode up to Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu, and stretched out his hands to grab the milk powder biscuits together.

Bai Yifan turned his head away from the box of milk powder biscuits in pain.

Floating clouds are all floating clouds.

He wants to be a little transparent.

Save yourself a beating.

"Today the mutated giant anaconda attacked the security base, and Kung Fu Panda also kicked two big holes in the base wall, so the wall needs to be reinforced." Liu Jing said quietly.

"Is it that exciting?"

Uncle Wang felt a little regretful.

It's a pity that such a lively event did not catch up.

"This stuff doesn't fill your stomach!" Bai Zhengxuan frowned and glanced at the milk powder biscuit that was about to bottom out, and smashed it.

Been out for a crazy day and was hungry.

"Isn't this cooked?"

Uncle Wang looked at the rice bowl in the kitchen with a smile. There were all kinds of meatballs that had been cooked and served before being returned to the pot and fried into a spicy pot.

Uncle Wang is not picky about food, as long as it is food, he will eat it!

After speaking, Uncle Wang consciously went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Master, it's not fried yet! It will be ready in a while!"

Bai Yifan said something in a low voice, then rushed into the kitchen with small steps, and gently pushed Uncle Wang out.

Let him do all the work.

He wants to use his hardworking hands in exchange for his father not beating him today.

"Okay! Xiaofan is really a good boy."

Uncle Wang shook his hands cheerfully, and looked at the pot full of hot pot meatballs with a smile.

He is an environmental protection worker, and his salary is extremely low. The most extravagant thing he usually spends is spending a little money on a bottle of white wine and a plate of dumplings stuffed with pork and green onions.

Malatang or something,

He doesn't eat it often.

He has fallen in love with this taste since he spent a few meals at Bai's house.

Hemp and spicy, his favorite!

"You child! How can you beat your uncle Wang if you have nothing to do?"

Bai Anhai watched Bai Yifan pushing Uncle Wang's little hand, and shouted loudly.

Uncle Wang was dumbfounded.

"Huh? Who hit me?"

Uncle Wang scratched his head, he stood there, anyone who dared to hit him would die first.

Bai Yifan shrank his neck.

Here it comes, here it comes, finally here it comes.

Adults beat children to find excuses series.

I don't know the reason for beating the child, but I make a big fuss by taking advantage of a little bit of trivial matter!

"Father, I just asked Uncle Wang to rest. I didn't beat him, and I didn't dare to beat him."

Bai Yifan defended in a low voice, his eyes still looking hard at Bai Xizhu.

Dear sister, please help!

Bai Xizhu pretended not to see it.

Those who bump into each other have to bear the consequences.

"You still yell at me?"

Father Bai looked at Bai Yifan calmly, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Bai Yifan:? ? ! !

Who yelled at you?

"Sorry, excuse me, my child is too naughty, I'll go over and discipline him."

Bai Anhai nodded towards Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu with a gentle face, and walked towards Bai Yifan with big strides.

"Don't strike too hard! It's almost done!"

Uncle Wang couldn't help but say something.

It's nothing new for Papa Bai to beat his children.

But you must not start too hard, it's time for dinner, and the spicy hot pot is not cooked yet!

"I try my best."

Bai Anhai nodded elegantly, and continued walking in Bai Yifan's direction.

"Old lady, old lady!"

Bai Yifan's eyes frantically hinted at Bai Xizhu, and he called his own sister in a low voice.

Dad in a runaway state is no longer something ordinary people can hold.

"The stars in the sky are so bright!"

Bai Xizhu turned her head to look out the window, her voice was faint.

Bai Yifan glanced out of the dark window, the moon was not exposed, let alone the stars!

Elder sister, she is no longer a real sister.

Bai Yifan looked at Papa Bai who was getting closer, and continued to call for foreign aid.

"Mom, mom!"

Request support!

Wang Yiyun looked out of the dark window following Bai Xizhu's gaze, and said calmly, "The stars are so beautiful, as beautiful as my daughter's eyes!"

Bai Yifan:? ? ?

Your daughter is blind, and you...?

Is this thing still inherited?

It's too late to complain!

The purple lightning in Papa Bai's hand immediately covered his face.

"Grandpa and grandma!" Bai Yifan blinked wildly at Bai Zhengxuan and Liu Jing.

The eyeballs almost popped out.

"What are you doing?" Liu Jing calmly snatched the last piece of milk powder biscuit from Bai Zhengxuan's hand, "My son beats my son, I won't beat my son!"

No time to think about tongue twisters.

Bai Yifan looked at Bai Zhengxuan asking for help.

Old man Bai loves him the most, he is the only boy in the family.

Old people are patriarchal.

Anyway, every time I went back to the countryside with my sister, my grandfather would take out a piece of fruit for my sister, and then stuff all the baskets full of fruit to him.

This is the performance of the elderly patriarchal.

In order not to offend his elder sister, Bai Yifan kept silent, and silently endured the heavy love from the old couple.

Bai Yifan, who was a little out of his mind, never thought about it. The old couple simply asked him to carry the basket.

Men are preferred over women, the heaviest men take it, and the lightest women take it.

"Don't call me, I'm in a bad mood." Bai Zhengxuan silently looked at the empty plate, feeling slightly depressed.

Powdered milk biscuits, gone.

Happy, gone.

"Brother Zhang gave me two cans of super luxurious milk powder, I'll share one with you!" Bai Yifan blatantly began to bribe.

I can't control it anymore, Papa Bai is surrounded by dense purple lightning.

If it weren't for the fear of setting the bus on fire, Papa Bai would have fully driven both systems.

"So you have two cans!" Bai Zhengxuan grinned, the creases on his face deepened, "Then remember to give me a can after you are beaten."

Relying on the old and selling the old is Bai Zhengxuan's strong point.

If Bai Yifan didn't give it, he would beat his son.

"ah!"

Bai Yifan wanted to ask the invincible Uncle Wang for help again, but before he could speak, a sharp pain came from his body.

Bai Anhai's hands were entwined with dense purple lightning bolts, and he punched Bai Yifan to the flesh.

The double attack of physical and magic, the double pain of soul and body.

Bai Yifan tried to protect himself with gold-type supernatural powers, and a little yellow light just appeared, which was instantly blown away by Dad Bai's fist.

The second-order supernatural being fights the first-order supernatural being.

This first-order ability user dared not fight back.

Papa Bai has an absolute advantage.

Bai Yifan howled miserably.

In the dark night, there is a little bit of sadness.

This beating was the most heart-wrenching for Bai Yifan since he was born.

Tears flowed from his eyes, mouth, and nose due to the pain.

After half an hour, Uncle Wang spoke.

"Forget it, forget it, don't hit him, he's still a child." Uncle Wang waved his hand, and the rich golden light wrapped around Bai Yifan's body, blocking Bai Anhai's fist.

Bai Yifan wiped his tears and looked at Uncle Wang gratefully.

There is true love in the world!

"You rest for a while, and then fight after eating!"

Uncle Wang took a look at the various ingredients that were cooked but not fried into a spicy hot pot.

Who can understand how the elderly feel hungry when they go out and run around?

Bai Yifan: ...

"... also."

Bai Anhai touched his stomach.

Really hungry.

Then take a break and hit the child again!

"What are you doing in a daze! Let's cook!"

Bai Anhai glared at Bai Yifan, shook his sore arm, and collapsed on the sofa.

Hit the child, exhausted!

Bai Yifan supported the wall of the bus, limped holding the basin, and started cooking.

"555..."

Bai Yifan cried in a low voice, wiping his tears back and forth with his sleeve.

It really hurts!

With tears in his eyes, Bai Yifan began to stir-fry the spicy hot pot miserably.

"Brother Leng, do you want spicy or fragrant?"

Bai Yifan wiped his tears and looked back at Leng Yebai.

"A quarter with spicy but not spicy, a quarter with spicy but not spicy, a quarter with garlic but not onion, a quarter with shallot but not garlic." Leng Yebai said calmly.

"……oh."

Bai Yifan touched his tears and started to fry the spicy pot.

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