Qiao He: "Come in, Second Brother."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Huai pushed open the door, and sure enough, he was holding a bowl of steaming white porridge.
Qiao He was slightly surprised: "Second brother, you succeeded this time?"
Shen Huai snorted proudly, "Of course! Don't you know who your second brother is?"
"Alright, alright, come and try it, see if it's delicious."
The next moment, the bowl of white porridge in Shen Huai's hand was placed in front of Qiao He.
Qiao He has a sensitive nose; she can tell the congee is burnt just by smelling it.
However, Qiao He knew that Shen Huai had already tried his best. After all, for someone who couldn't cook, making congee like this was quite good.
If Qiao He were to make it, she might not be able to make this kind of plain porridge.
Like Shen Huai, she had absolutely no talent for cooking.
If it weren't for Bo Shiwu being here, cooking for them every day like a devoted male mother, Qiao He would have definitely started eating white food long ago. There's no way around it, Chinese food is too difficult; even if you manage to cook it, it's edible but won't kill you.
Shen Huai looked at Qiao He solicitously, "Try it and see if it's good?"
Qiao He gave Shen Huai a lot of face. She took a sip of the hot porridge and then her brows furrowed instantly.
Qiao He: "..." I miscalculated. I didn't expect Shen Huai to mess up even when making congee.
He seemed to be trying to add some sugar, but he mistakenly put in sugar instead of salt.
Qiao He: "...Very good."
Qiao He's features scrunched up in anger. Shen Huai didn't believe what Qiao He said. He hurriedly took a bite and then...
Shen Huai snatched the bowl of porridge from Qiao He's hand, his body numb from the shock.
"Stop drinking! Stop drinking, it's too salty... Oh my god, what did I do?"
Shen Huai's face scrunched up. He hadn't expected himself to be so stupid, unable to distinguish between sugar and salt.
Shen Huai looked very annoyed. "I'm sorry, Ahe, I made you eat a terrible meal."
Qiao He suppressed a laugh and said, "It's nothing, Second Brother. I'm already very happy that you have this thought in mind."
Shen Huai still looked dejected. "Sigh... I think it's better if I don't touch the kitchen. At least I didn't blow it up today. It's all thanks to Boss Bo here."
Qiao He suppressed a laugh: "Alright, alright, second brother, don't be sad anymore. We're exactly the same. I can't cook either. It's good enough if you don't burn the kitchen down."
Li Zong, who had been standing outside the door, overheard their conversation and weakly said, "I don't know either..."
He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, a pampered young master. His mother doted on him, so he probably doesn't even know what a kitchen looks like, let alone how to cook.
Although Li Zong's mother was dead, it was extremely difficult to get a normal meal after the apocalypse. Even in the base, all they could get were fast food or things like compressed biscuits and energy bars.
Since following Qiao He, Li Zong has been able to enjoy some good food.
Bo Shiwu's cooking is truly delicious, even better than that of five-star chefs.
Qiao He's mood improved slightly because of Shen Huai's congee. After her mother-in-law's death, the atmosphere among everyone had been very heavy. Most of the time, they were either cultivating their own superpowers or thinking about how to use their superpowers to achieve the best attack effect.
Even the kittens are like that; they are bound by an invisible shackle, forcing them to keep moving forward and not to look back or retreat.
Qiao He sighed deeply. Was this really the scene her mother-in-law wanted to see?
Everyone was sullen. Grandma used to love watching the kittens play freely and relax on the sofa or in a corner.
But now, none of the eight kittens can fall asleep anytime, anywhere.
They followed Qiao He with trepidation, encountering danger from time to time, and worrying that Qiao He would die protecting them.
Qiao He knew that everyone must have been very worried when she was unconscious.
The little ones will most likely cry because of her dying appearance. Qiao He doesn't want to see such a scene, but she is powerless to stop it.
Only through progress can we become strong!
When you reach a certain level of strength, you have enough confidence.
At that moment, Bo Shiwu brought in the freshly prepared food, and the aroma immediately wafted towards us.
Qiao He's eyes lit up immediately. "Is it delicious?"
Bo Shiwu said gently, "Yes, vegetable and lean meat porridge, steamed buns, black chicken soup, and stir-fried vegetables."
"It's very light. You haven't recovered yet, so you can't eat anything too greasy," Bo Shiwu instructed Qiao He like a doting father.
Qiao He chuckled and said softly, "I understand, Bo Shiwu... thank you."
Bo Shiwu smiled faintly: "What are you thanking me for? If you really want to thank me, I won't allow you to do such a risky thing next time."
Qiao He stuck out her little red tongue: "Okay, I promise you."
Bo Shiwu's sharp eyes softened; he cared about Qiao He more than his own life.
If he could transfer the harm Qiao He suffered to him, Bo Shiwu would do it without the slightest hesitation.
However, Qiao He was still injured.
As Bo Shiwu watched the girl devour the meal he had so carefully prepared, a tender bud in his heart seemed to tremble slightly.
He knew that he couldn't tell Qiao He his feelings now, no matter what.
It wasn't the final moment yet, and he wanted to keep his feelings of affection hidden in his heart.
If one day he can't hold on any longer and is about to die, then Bo Shiwu will definitely tell Qiao He: I like you, I like you more than anyone else.
Bo Shiwu suppressed the trembling in his heart and said to Shen Huai and Li Zong, "Your food is on the table outside, help yourselves."
Shen Huai was just feeling down, but when he heard there was food to eat, he immediately perked up and ran over to get his meal.
Man is iron and rice is steel. If you don’t eat for a meal, you will feel hungry.
So what if you become a superhuman?
You still need to eat, especially after expending a lot of your superpowers. Replenishing your food will help your body and superpowers recover faster.
So Bo Shiwu also cooked a lot of food, enough for the few of them to eat.
The next day, Qiao He finally felt full of energy; she had recovered.
Qiao He actually didn't fall asleep for a long time that night. She knew that avenging her mother-in-law was not an easy thing, and that people would get hurt and die.
Qiao He didn't want the kittens to get hurt because of her, but so far, she couldn't think of a better way.
The RV continued on its way, and Li Zong checked Ye Hong's location every day.
They approached step by step.
We'll find Ye Hong and Qiao Yuan sooner or later!
Hatred flashed in Qiao He's eyes. Ye Hong, Qiao Yuan, Qiao Yimu, just you wait.
None of you are getting away!
Meanwhile, in the far north.
Inside a skyscraper, Ye Hong led his superpowered legion to set up camp.
Qiao Yimu gazed at the distant snow, his thick brows furrowing: "Ye Hong, are we really going to the far north? What exactly is there?"
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