"Ha ha." The old man smiled and held out his hand to take over the fruit basket brought by Yuan Hui: "what else do you bring? There is no shortage here."

On the wrist, there are two centipede like scars. After so many years, they are light but still striking.

Knowing what Zheng cheshen's hand had suffered, Yuan Hui's eyes immediately turned and chuckled, "I don't know you live here yet!"

"It's Lanyou girl who is kind-hearted. I don't think we've been taken care of by our elder brothers. She sent us here." Zheng Chushen said with a smile.

"What kind of heart is she! She just wanted to watch me! " Another voice came from the living room, with a violent anger.

"Here..." Yuan Hui blinked. This is the one who let her roll before

"What do you have to watch?" Zheng Chushen frowned and invited Yuan Hui into the living room and said, "legs are gone, can't stop?"

Entering the living room, yuan HUICAI saw the source of the grumpy voice - an old man in a wheelchair.

He covered a blanket under his waist and looked down the blanket. It was not hard to see that the old man's knee was empty and the blanket was drooping lifelessly.

The old man's face is nothing, but there is a small area of burn scar on the neck side, and the two hands on the armrest of the wheelchair also have different degrees of burn.

"Let you see the joke." "This is my brother, Zheng Qiu," Zheng Chushen said with a smile to Yuan Hui. "His legs are gone, and he is a little grumpy."

"And don't look at my legs because who doesn't have them!" Zheng Qiu is biting his teeth. If it wasn't for the big explosion on the wharf that he was accidentally injured, how could it fall to this level.

Without his legs, Zheng Dong also broke his hamstring. Although he was connected at the back, he was totally useless in martial arts. Even if he had any ability, he could only be trapped in this wheelchair.

They are to be slaughtered.

Yilanyou is so kind at this time. Who is rare!

Yuan Hui is also stunned, blinking at chef Zheng in a daze. Is it still related to youYou?

"Leave him alone." Looking at Yuan Hui, Zheng Chushen said, "how is Xiao Xiangyang recently?" He still likes the boy.

"It's good. Learning has always been excellent." Yuan Hui said with a smile, "now she is a big girl, very beautiful."

"Hiss." Zheng Qiuwen sneers, big girl? Ha-ha.

"Yes." Zheng cheshen ignores Zheng Qiu's weird and said, "that's good."

"She didn't know you were here yet. I'll tell her when I go back. She must want to visit you very much." Yuan Hui said.

"No, don't tell her." Chef Zheng immediately waved.

"Well?" Yuan Hui blinked and didn't understand: "why?"

"Ah..." Zheng Chushen sighed heavily and said, "for so many years, we want to live a safe life, do not want to be disturbed, the fewer people we know, the better."

"Well," Yuan Hui nodded, "then I won't talk much."

"Well." Chef Zheng nodded: "thank you, LAN you, for helping me."

"Yes." Yuan Hui smiled as like as two peas. He can't help looking at Zheng Qiu, who is exactly the same as Zheng Chai.

After another chat, yuan HUICAI left here, and finally looked back. Yuan Hui saw Zheng Chushen, who waved and smiled at her, and Zheng Qiu, who was sitting in a wheelchair and said nothing.

Waving, yuan HUICAI went back to the villa next door.

Close the door, Zheng Kitchen God looked back and said to Zheng Qiu, "after so many years, do you still hate it?"

"I've broken your hamstring. You don't hate me for holding you so long?" Zheng Qiu asked with a sneer.

"Hate." Chef Zheng looked at Zheng qiustep by step and walked toward him: "in the dark room, I hate you all the time. I wish I had cramped you and scratched your skin. I wish I could have killed you."

“……” Zheng Qiu looks at Zheng Chushen and doesn't answer.

"But when it's time for revenge, I'm hesitant again." "I think of when I was a child, when I learned how to cook," Zheng said

"At that time, you were the first to taste every dish I served." Zheng Chushen seems to be trapped in memories: "no matter what's delicious, you'll eat all, every time." "As long as it's the ingredients, knives and recipes I'm interested in, there's always a way for you to help me get them." Zheng Chushen looked at Zheng Qiu and said, "I'm weak and you're strong. When I first met my teacher, I was run by my classmates. You always beat me back until they didn't dare to bully me."

"I thought a lot." Zheng Chushen looked at Zheng Qiu and said, "think of the end, and don't hate it."

"The benevolence of women and men." Zheng Qiu frowned and said, "that's it. You will always be bullied."

"Yes, that's why I need you..." Zheng said, "your professional research on becoming stronger is no less than my dedication to cooking. You just want to become stronger. No wonder you are."

"So, I just broke your hand." Zheng Chushen around Zheng Qiu's wheelchair and patted him on the shoulder: "you can't do without me, I can't do without you, very good, very good."

“……” Zheng Qiu didn't speak again.

"It's a nice day today. Let's go out this afternoon." Said Zheng.

"No." Zheng Qiu frowned.

"Ha ha." "You will go," Chushen chuckled

After saying this, chef Zheng seemed to think of something and said, "and the fruit basket sent by ah Hui, wash two fruits and eat well."

With that, chef Zheng picked up the fruit basket and went to the direction of western kitchen.

Zheng Qiu looks at Zheng Chushen, his eyes are dim.

No one has sex since childhood.

Brother is cowardly. He should be stronger naturally, so that he can't be bullied.

But one day, he was tired.

Always protect a coward, he will be bored.

How good would it be to keep him honest in one place?

No more trouble, no more bullying, no more need for him.

How nice

Although I think so, one day, there were suddenly more people around my brother.

One, two, three Countless

They surrounded their brother, boasting about his cooking and praising him for worshiping him.

What's up?

He ate all the terrible things that his brother had done. When he was bullied, he was the only one by his side!

Where were these people then?

What do you do now?

What is that?

More and more people eat the vegetables made by brother, and his position is gradually lost.

What followed was a huge voice that he hated.

[Zheng Jia as like as two peas, the character is really different! ]

[yes, my brother is gentle, and my brother is gloomy and irascible. ]

[no, how could they be brothers? ]

[I can't believe they will be brothers. ]

……

Fight to death!

What do these people know? What do they know!

They don't know anything!

These people will only appear when his brother is bright, and why do they say that.

Shut up! Shut up!

All shut up! These people are not worthy to appear beside his brother. They are all hypocritical people.