Fairyland, Big Problem

The backpacker paid for his ticket, as well as two kentaeros and a zebra.

After two laps on the Ferris wheel, he brought his elf down and played with other wild Pokémon.

The first rule at the top of Sweet Dreamland's rules is that wild elves must not be charged, and then the second rule:

It is forbidden to capture elves in the whole island of Paradise and the surrounding waters.

Therefore, the wild elves and trainers play very pure, and there is no desire or fear on both sides.

Wen Jiu gradually began to understand the reason. There was only a simple Ferris wheel in Dreamland, but so many elves came to play repeatedly.

In Dreamland, what really matters is not the rides, but the pure environment and pure Pokémon.

When night fell again, Wen Jiu put on dry clothes after exercising in the room for a long time.

Street lights were lit on both sides of the streets of Changle City, and people who had finished their day's work began to return.

Wen Jiu went to Boss Zhang's supermarket with two kinds of **** as agreed, thinking about what to say.

First of all, let's assume that the object in Wang Biao's dream image is a dumpling, which symbolizes reunion and guides his family.

But it can't be said too directly. Wang Biao has been wandering abroad for five or six years, and he has a sturdy personality of five or three rough people.

Does not fit the character.

And Wang Biao must face the pure dream calmly, in order to see the image of the beautiful dream.

Plan B is that that thing is not a glutinous rice ball, it is just another symbol. It has to be replaced by the same amount of fish **** and beef **** that I brought today.

After sorting out today's speeches, and then preparing for the worst plan of returning without success, Wen Jiu walked into Boss Zhang's house and greeted him inside.

"I'm coming!"

"Hahaha, Wen Jiu, come in."

Boss Zhang greeted him warmly. In Wen Jiu's view, seeing the image of Sweet Dreams seems to be not as simple as he imagined.

Not a fleeting glimpse of my dream, not just that...

Rather, it really gives people some great comfort or recognition in their hearts, otherwise Boss Zhang would not have treated Wen Jiu so well just because of one contact.

"Where's Chef Wang?"

"He's still working in the kitchen."

"Then I'll take the **** to the kitchen and let Chef Wang cook them together."

"Okay, just a little less soup."

Wen Jiu entered the kitchen with fish **** and beef balls, Wang Biao turned around when he heard the movement.

"Little brother, what delicious food did your friend send?"

"I paid for some balls, but they were delicious."

Wang Biao's dream entrustment is still there, and there is still a translucent bowl of dumplings beside him.

Wen Jiu was not in a hurry to mention the image of Meimeng. It is best to start work when everyone is comfortable eating, feeling more relaxed, and having a relaxed psychological defense.

In fact, there are similar scenes in literature and reality. Elite white-collar workers who are all normal on weekdays cry loudly after drinking.

It's not that I'm crazy about drinking, it's that I'm really homesick and so on, so I usually hold back forcibly.

Wen Jiu wanted exactly that kind of opportunity, although he still didn't understand what happened to the sweet dream image similar to Tang Yuan.

"Um?"

Handing out two bags, Chef Wang was obviously hesitant when he reached out to meet him, and froze for three to five seconds.

Noticing the temporary strangeness, Wen Jiu asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay... It's okay, there are two kinds of balls, we'll be fine with the next one."

There is no problem with the words. It is impossible to cook beef **** and fish **** together, but Wen Jiu still caught Wang Biao's abnormal reaction.

Wang Biao finally chose to cook fish balls...

Fish **** are more difficult than glutinous rice balls. After all, glutinous rice **** symbolize reunion. What do fish **** symbolize?

not right...

The focus is not on the fish balls!

Wen Jiu, who was standing at the back, could see clearly. After Wang Biao got the two bags, he immediately put the beef **** far away. His dodging action was like an electric shock.

Because there is a certain rejection of beef balls, Wang Biao chose fish balls.

Yesterday's appetizers included beef in sauce. Wen Jiu first ruled out the possibility that Wang Biao would not eat beef. Then, the hypothesis that he deliberately avoided beef **** was very likely to be true.

Look at the translucent image of Sweet Dream, the white **** in the white porcelain bowl.

Wen Jiu has never seen other colors in the image of Sweet Dreams. For example, Boss Zhang's Masked Superman is also pure white.

In fact, it is unreasonable. Hero characters often have to add some highly saturated colors. It can only be explained that the image of the dream can only restore the shape, and the color is uniformly white.

Even if the image of the dream behind Wang Biao is beef balls, it will change from tan to white due to display problems.

I see!

As the head of the supermarket's cooked food section, Wang Biao moved quickly, chopped the chopped green onion in three or two strokes, and simmered the fish **** in the pot.

Opening the drawer on the other side, the smell of meat buns wafted out, a familiar smell to Wen Jiu, who just ate it yesterday.

Take the fish **** out of the pot and put them in a bowl.

"Little brother Wenjiu, these fish **** are good. You are starving too. Let's go out to eat together."

"I'll wash my hands."

With the action of washing his hands, Wen Jiu watched Wang Biao leave the kitchen with the dishes first, and sneaked out three beef **** into the pot.

There are a lot of dishes, and the portions are full. Most of us won't be able to eat beef **** later.

This thing is to be used for side-by-side attacks, to see why the sturdy chef would dodge the beef balls.

"Little brother Wenjiu, the buns are going to be cold."

"I'm coming."

The three sat around the round table, the winter wind whistled outside, and the house was full of joy.

The little boy stuck out half of his face from the wall and looked outside carefully.

"Zhang Anning, don't be rude, come out and say hello to your brother."

That's Boss Zhang's son. Wen Jiu met him when he completed the Masked Superman commission.

"good evening."

Zhang Anning approached with a naughty smile, "Hello brother Wenjiu."

"Um."

While saying hello, Wen Jiu has been keeping an eye on Wang Biao. For the time being, he is still thinking about the reunion and his family. He expects that he will be touched when he sees the intimate communication between Boss Zhang and his son.

Wang Biao took a sip from the wine glass and felt tightness in his chest again. He unbuttoned the three rows of buttons on his shirt in a row.

Wen Jiu fell into contemplation. Wang Biao was not married, so he had no children. What was on his mind about the father-son family was the relationship between him and his father...

It doesn't go well with glutinous rice **** and beef balls. Besides, can you hide your feelings for your father?

When inquiring privately with Boss Zhang, Wen Jiu learned that Wang Biao's parents were still alive, so he ruled out the possibility that his father used to be good at a certain dish, but he can't eat it now.

"Huh? Is the stove on the stove on?"

After working in the kitchen for so many years, Wang Biao is extremely sensitive to relevant aspects, and can vaguely hear the murmur of boiling water.

After counting the time, the beef **** were almost done, Wen Jiu stood up.

"I accidentally touched a few **** when I was washing my hands just now, and I washed them and put them in the pot."

"Oh."

Boss Zhang held the child on his lap and gave him some meat buns to eat. There was no special reaction.

In front of the father and son frolic, Wang Biao's cheeks twitched obviously, and he put fish **** into his mouth, trying to hide something, but he was burned to the point of grinning.

"Hahaha…"

"An Ning! Don't make fun of Uncle Wang!"

In the peaceful atmosphere, Wen Jiu brought out the beef balls.

"Chef Wang, come and try my craft."

Boss Zhang and his son were unaware of the secret surging affection, and still talked about the school, teachers, homework and other topics, only Wang Biao looked gloomy.

"Don't try!"

Wang Biao's resolute tone frightened Zhang Anning and also surprised Boss Zhang.

Wen Jiu knew in his heart that this was the right idea.

"Wang Biao? What's wrong with you?"

Knowing that his attitude was wrong, he was so excited that Wang Biao apologized repeatedly.

"Hey, I'll pay for the beef **** that my little brother cooked..."