After returning to the room, Xiaobao relayed Lin Ze's words truthfully. Full of questions and grief over not having any delicious bread, Lu Jiaming chose to go to the kitchen to find Lin Ze and find out what was going on.
He is so brave, he does what he says.
Xiaobao blinked his eyes and watched his back as he rushed out. He quietly broke half of the bread, put it to his mouth and took a big bite, then happily turned on the TV.
When Lu Jiaming ran to the kitchen, he saw Lin Ze bending over and kicking his legs. He seemed to want to take something from Lu Zixiao. At this time, he kept his hands forward, which looked a bit weird at first glance.
Lu Jiaming was stunned: "No...Brother Ze, why are you acting like a zombie? Are you going to mutate?"
Lin Ze was so angry when he saw him, and suddenly it was like he had been injected with adrenaline. The pain in his feet and waist was gone, and his whole body was full of energy.
The next second he began to look around, picked up the broom accurately, waved it and ran towards Lu Jiaming.
"Holy shit!" Lu Jiaming was startled and turned around and ran. "Brother, look at Brother Ze, what's wrong with him? Has he really mutated and wants to bite people?"
"Come here!" Lin Ze pointed at him. "If you don't get punished for three days, I'll take care of you for your big brother!"
"What's wrong with me? I haven't caused any trouble recently." Lu Jiaming was hiding everywhere with a confused look on his face. "Brother Ze, don't be like this. Let's talk it out... Damn it! Are you serious?"
"Brother, please take care of him!!!"
The two men ran around the yard like a cat chasing a mouse. Lu Zixiao let Lin Ze vent his anger for a while before slowly speaking to stop them.
"Alright, alright, that's enough, go do what you need to do."
Lu Jiaming stood under the eaves feeling frustrated, rubbing his hair in frustration, picking up the leaves that had fallen on his head in the chaos.
Until now he didn't know who he had offended.
If they really fought, his fighting power would actually be enough to defeat Lin Ze, but he didn't dare to fight back.
Not to mention that Lu Zixiao and Lin Ze have such a good relationship, just based on the things Lin Ze usually does to help their family, he has to bear the beating.
Lu Jiaming curled his lips and started to leave, "I'm going back to the house."
"Come here!" Lin Ze raised his hand and grabbed his collar, "Stay and help."
"...I'll go eat some bread first and then come over!" Lu Jiaming shouted.
"Eat, eat, eat, what are you eating!" Lin Ze said unhappily, "It's okay to be hungry for a while, eat after you finish helping."
Lu Jiaming felt like he was being wronged today.
He thought it was over here, but later he found out that Lin Ze had no intention of letting him go.
"How come you, a top university student, can't even cut potatoes into shreds?" Lin Ze said sarcastically, "Tsk tsk tsk, this shouldn't be the case..."
"...Is there something wrong?" Lu Jiaming was speechless. "And this is not my fault. The school doesn't teach you how to shred potatoes."
"But I have to say, your cutting skills are quite good. Most people can't do it."
Lin Ze casually picked up a square and thick potato stick and said with a smile: "Why don't you just pick four of them to use as load-bearing walls?"
Lu Jiaming threw the kitchen knife away, put one hand on his waist and looked at him with dissatisfaction. After a few seconds, he couldn't help laughing, "No one curses like you, Brother Ze."
Then, for some reason, the two of them couldn't stop laughing and looked at each other and laughed for a long time.
When Lu Zixiao returned to the kitchen again, he saw this stupid scene.
"What are you laughing at? Have you shredded the potatoes?"
"No..." Lu Jiaming smiled awkwardly, "It was cut into a load-bearing wall."
Lu Zixiao: “?”
He leaned over to take a look in confusion, and was immediately at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Zixiao, don't you have any other kitchen knives at home?" Lin Ze suddenly asked, "I just realized that this kitchen knife is too blunt. I guess it won't even pierce my butt when I ride it home at night."
"Yes," Lu Zixiao chuckled, "Why are you so talkative all day long?"
"Brother, didn't you just say you were going to knead the dough?" Lu Jiaming suddenly realized, "Where's the washbasin?"
"Xiaobao said he would come to make pancakes tonight and let us try his cooking skills," Lu Zixiao said, "seeing that he was so persistent, I couldn't bear to refuse."
"Wow! We're so lucky to have a brother like Xiaobao!" Lu Jiaming couldn't help but sigh, "He's busy in the living room alone?"
"Jiayang is here too." Lu Zixiao glanced into the house at the door.
"Then I'll go too," Lu Jiaming said, "What good can Third Brother do? He only has artistic talent, but he lacks everything else."
"Come on, at least my emotional intelligence is higher than yours." Lin Ze rolled his eyes and poked his head with his finger without any hesitation.
After that, he thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, Jiaming, you stay and help your brother, I'll go over."
Lu Zixiao was a little surprised that this person actually gave up the opportunity to stick to him, but he didn't show it on his face. Seeing Lin Ze's thoughtful look, he cooperated and said, "Jia Ming, can you help me sharpen the kitchen knife?"
"Oh, okay, I'm good at this."
Lu Jiaming didn't think much about it. To him, helping either side was helping. With Lin Ze and Lu Jiayang helping Xiaobao, the little guy shouldn't be too tired.
Xiaobao felt that Lu Jiayang was a little strange today. Not only was he less talkative, his eyes were also a little dull. From time to time, he would be in a daze as if his soul had left his body, and he looked like he had a lot on his mind.
"Third Brother"
Xiaobao called him tentatively, and when he didn't respond, he raised his flour-covered little hands and waved them in front of him, muttering something to himself.
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