C793 (1/2)

”Get up quickly. You have to prepare the meal, or you will be scolded by the fat elder martial brother.” There is no intention to look nervous, eyes are not fully open.

Just as they were talking, the door had been kicked open, and a chubby figure appeared at the door with a wooden stick in his hand.

”New comer, no intention. Don't you want to cook and wait to be beaten.” Fat elder martial brother said coldly.

”Go, go.” I don't want to answer.

Fat elder martial brother left in a huff?

Two people came to the kitchen, but did not see the fat elder martial brother.

”Why didn't that fat man come?” Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

”Go back to bed.” While talking, a little monk came into the kitchen. He was a little bigger than he didn't want to. He was also sleepy.

”He sleeps and we work,” Zhang Xiaojian asked?

”Yes, he is a senior brother.” It doesn't feel strange, it's unfair?

I wipe, Zhang Xiaojian scolded in the heart.

”You may not be able to cook yet. Just help me burn the fire.” I don't want to tell Zhang Xiaojian. She looks like a senior brother.

When the fire was on, the kitchen immediately began to steam, and all kinds of flavors began to interweave.

Have no intention and another little monk are busy?

After daybreak, the fat monk came in from outside, washed his face, and then grabbed a steamed bread with white flour and put it into his mouth.

As soon as the steamed bread was eaten, it vomited out again.

”Who did it.” Asked the fat monk?

”It's me, elder martial brother.” There was no intention to answer in a low voice, his face was a little sad, it was obviously afraid.

PA, a mouth hit in the past, unconsciously want to avoid, but it is too late.

Just when the fat monk's hand was about to be unintentional, a strange hand appeared and caught the fat monk's hand.

”Elder martial brother, why are you so angry?” Zhang Xiaojian said with a smile.

The fat monk struggled for a while, but didn't break free. He looked at Zhang Xiaojian coldly and said, ”what the hell are you? Let me go.”

”Why do you still curse people?” Zhang Xiaojian is a little unhappy.

”Younger martial brother, forget it. Let go.” Inadvertently and the little monk saw that things were not good, and rushed to persuade.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't want to cause trouble. She just let go of her hand. Unexpectedly, the fat monk slapped him again and scolded: ”Damn it, there's no mother to teach you. I'll teach you the rules today. ”

Zhang Xiaojian hated to scold and bring her family. When she caught the fat man's hand, she said coldly, ”if you take back what you said now, I may forgive you.”

”Grass Mud Horse, you still threaten me.” Fat monk scolded again?

Zhang Xiaojian smiles and raises her hand. She opens her bow from left to right, which is just a few mouths. The fat elder martial brother squats on the ground in an instant.

”Well, still scold or not.” Zhang Xiaojian asked with a smile.

”You...” Fat elder martial brother is also impulsive. He grabs a kitchen knife next to him and rushes up.

But did not understand how to return a responsibility, was Zhang Xiaojian is a meal of mouth, lying on the ground can not get up, feel two eyes Venus chaos.

”Is the meal ready?” At this time, someone outside asked.

”All right, all right.” Inadvertently, he ran out for fear that the man would come in.

Zhang Xiaojian beat the fat elder martial brother, with a face of no trouble, grabbed a steamed bread and put it into his mouth.