Chapter 35: love and peace

At 6:00 the next day, Yang Yang got up and walked downstairs lightly. When passing by Archibald's room, Yang Yang also looked at it, the floor curtains were pulled, and the people were not up yet.
Yang Yang regretted that sentence last night. Although Archibald did not react, of course, it might be too tired, otherwise Yang Yang felt he could jump up and beat himself.
However, Yang Yang still felt guilty, especially every time I thought of Archibald's injury, the sourness in my heart seemed to rot the heart.
So Yang Yang decided to use actions to repair his relationship with Archibald.
For example, a breakfast full of love and peace.
On the first floor, Yang Yang found that Mom was already busy in the kitchen. It was clear that it was early in the morning last night, but the old lady's spirit was very good. Many washed ingredients have been put on the island in the kitchen.
Seeing Yang Yang come down, Yum was surprised. "Mrs. Young got up so early, why don't you take a break?"
Yang Yang didn't expect Yuma to be earlier than him. He smiled when he heard the words. "Yuma is early. Can I use the kitchen?"
Mom laughed. "Just tell me what the young lady wants to eat."
Yang Yang "No, I want to boil the duke."
A stunned by mom, and then a smile filled his face instantly "Oh ~~"
Yang Yang "... not what you think."
Umbrella covered her mouth and laughed. "Yes, yes, not what I think. I didn't think of anything.-Come, let me tell you, Master Er loves salty scented porridge. This is his favorite match. . "
Then, Yuma took a vegetable basket and a plate of meat from Nakajima and stuffed it into Yang Yang's hands.
Then he turned out another casserole, and while the smart housekeeper was rinsed, he continued to talk to Yang Yang. "The second master is not picky, but the porridge is more thick and the meat is more. One person can eat such a large pot." .
There are several kinds of rice here. There is nothing like this. The little lady just looked at it. Also, after every illness, Master Er will get up at nine o'clock the next day. Madam, take your time, don't worry. "
Yang Yang "... it's not what you think."
By mom "I know ~"
Yang Yang "..."
Forget it, just be happy.
Yang Yang took the ingredients to the side, rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and started processing.
Yang Yang knows how to cook and has checked the recipes, so it ’s easy to handle the ingredients. After a while, she cooks on a casserole.
Mom looked relieved. "Little lady is really good."
Yang Yang "..."
In the face of his elders, what can he do besides smiling?
The time needed to make porridge is not short, Yang Yang talked with her mother, who often lives with the old emperor star, and also talks about the garrison base and the old emperor star.
Yang Yang listened for a while and was surprised. "There is still a tourist season here? I thought it was a military planet."
Mommy made breakfast for others, and he replied cheerfully, "It's a military planet, but the planet is large, there are many garrisons, and there are many relatives. This tourist season was originally a visiting season, but then someone was willing to settle , Has also developed some planet characteristics, and it has become a tourist season.
The tourist season is once a year, and in the first month of early winter, it is almost these days. I'm afraid it will be lively this year. Last year, many young people came after the Second Master's adult ceremony was exposed, but Second Master went to meet the soul beast, and there were fewer follow-ups, but this year ...

You mom gave Yang Yang a meaningful look. "This year, there are not only two young masters, but also souls piercing your heart."
Yang Yang
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Mom looked at Yang Yang's expression and couldn't help laughing. "Oh, I thought you liked it."
Yang Yang was teased as a child and had no temper, so he had no choice but to ask for mercy. "I like to be lively, but being lively by others is another matter-don't laugh at me."
It's enough for Mom to stop teasing him, and continue to talk about the interesting things in the travel season.
This time, the time is close to 9 o'clock, and the porridge is cooked.
Yang Yang sprinkled some salt at the end, tasted a little bit, and thought it tasted good.
Yang Yang put the casserole and cutlery on the tray, and said to Youma, "You mother, I'll go up."
Mom smiled and nodded. "Slow down."
...
On the top floor, Archibald was pressing his leg.
He wore only one pair of sports shorts, and the scars on his body looked worse after one night. In addition to the small gap in the scales of the tail, there were some cracks. It looked like they would fall off at any time.
But Archibald's spirit was a lot better, at least when he saw Yang Yang, his eyes rolled quite sharply.
Yang Yang didn't mind being glanced at him, and walked over with a tray, smiling "Duke, have breakfast."
The tone is not gentle.
But Archibald shuddered, and then looked at Yang Yang suspiciously, and the expression in that look was clear-took the wrong medicine?
Yang Yang "..."
Archibald looked again at the casserole in Yang Yang's hand, and his eyes changed again—did he take the medicine?
Yang Yang "..."
Yang Yang couldn't help but reflect, how much psychological trauma did he give Archibald? ?
Archibald didn't see why, and simply asked, "What do you want to do?"
Yang Yang raised his hand. "Send breakfast."
Archibald "It's that simple?"
Yang Yang "Otherwise?"
Archibald "Will you be so kind?"
Yang Yang "Yes."
Archibald "..."
More suspicious.
Yang Yang can almost understand Archibald's current mood. After all, they didn't talk about chickens and dogs jumping together before they got along.
But today is different. Yang Yang is here to influence Archibald today.
So Yang Yang continued to persuade "You see, two bowls, I can't even let myself go?"
Archibald glanced at the cutlery on the tray, indeed two sets.
but.
Archibald's face was skeptical. "Why are you eating with me?"
Yang Yang "..."
You're not finished yet, are you?
Forget it, it should have been thought that the Huairou policy would not work here.
Yang Yang took a deep breath, wiped off the gentle smile on his face, and said normally, "I apologize for yesterday, so I ’m here to deliver the meal. I made this porridge for myself. I used it for more than an hour. Your favorite pairing recommended by mom. Don't take it if you're afraid of me. "
After Yang Yang said, he walked towards the small living room of Archibald with a tray-the small living room was facing the top floor garden, the sliding door was open, and it was separated from the inside by a hanging straw curtain. It is an open hospitality area.
Archibald "..."
Archibald hesitated for a while, then followed.
When Yang Yang saw him coming, raised her eyebrows slightly—don't listen to the good words, but I can't hear you without saying two words.
But Yang Yang's face was not exposed, and a gentle smile was still in his eyes, like a loving old father.
After the old father waited for Archibald to take a seat, he opened the lid enthusiastically, filled Archibald with a bowl of porridge, and sandwiched a heart-shaped pickled radish from a small saucer next to it.
Archibald "... What is this?"
Yang Yang "Love and peace."
Archibald "???"
Yang Yang filled himself with another bowl, and put a heart in the center. Then he looked at Archibald expectantly. "Eat, what's it like?"
Archibald glanced at Yang Yang, then suddenly reached out to change his bowl with Yang Yang, and then bowed his head and ate.
Yang Yang "........."
The urge to beat the child rose in the heart of the old father.
Archibald took two sips, his face was a little better, and he spit out a comment "Well, yes."
The soft and thick fragrance is smooth, the delicate fragrance of vegetables and the salty flavor of shredded pork are seamless, and it is much better than the one boiled by mom.
But he didn't want to boast, otherwise Yang Yang's tail could go to the sky.
Yang Yang sat opposite, looking at the tip of Archibald's slightly swaying tail, without piercing him, and smiling lovingly. "Just like it."
Archibald glanced at Yang Yang and finally believed that Yang Yang had come to apologize.
So Archibald ate a bowl quickly, and rightfully put the empty bowl in front of Yang Yang.
Yang Yang ate half, and there was an empty bowl in his vision, and he looked up.
Archibald "One more bowl."
Yang Yang glanced at the casserole by Archibald's hand "..."
OK, come.
Yang Yang filled another bowl of Archibald and put it in front of Archibald. As a result, before his hand was retracted, Archibald raised his chin and pointed at the dish of pickled radishes "What about love and peace?"
Yang Yang "........."
Yang Yang sandwiched two hearts into Archibald's bowl and smiled more and more kindly. "Would you like me to feed you?"
Archibald looked at Yang Yang's impending runaway expression, shaking the tip of his tail happily, and said lightly, "No, just give me a meal later."
Yang Yang "..."
Suddenly he felt that his distress seemed to feed the dog.
The big dog on the opposite side ate happily, his tail swayed unconsciously, the arc became larger and larger, and the tip of his tail rolled up, hoping to jump a samba.
Yang Yang was a little bit angry, but at the glance of the tail that couldn't be ignored, and Archibald still pretending to be a calm expression, he was half angrily and turned into an inexplicable smile.
Really, childish!
Yang Yang shook his head and lowered his head to continue to drink porridge-it was a long time since he last cooked. The happiness of cooking himself made him feel nostalgic and satisfied.
However, the mood of satisfaction has not yet time to ferment, Yang Yang's stomach is fermented first.
After drinking a bowl of porridge, Yang Yang's stomach hurt. He rubbed, feeling something wrong, and asked "Where is the bathroom?"
In this direction, he had to go back to Yang Yang's own room. He had to go around more than half a circle. Yang Yang felt that his stomach could not wait.
Archibald narrowed his eyes at the sight of Yang Yang, but felt for a moment that he was fine.
"Hurry up."
Yang Yang stood up, his face was not so good.
Archibald then pointed in a direction. Yang Yang hurried over.
Archibald was suspicious, looked down at his bowl, and hesitated for a while-to eat or not to eat? Is it the porridge problem or the bowl problem? Or Yang Yang's own problem?
Archibald hesitated for two seconds, then knew the answer-oh, it was the question of porridge.
Archibald covered his stomach and looked at the bathroom with disbelief. The toilet door just closed with a slam. Archibald's eyesight caught Yang Yang's unbuttoned pants.
So it ’s not pretending, so what is this? perish together? ?
Archibald wanted to curse, but his stomach had already begun to fall, and there was no time to go to the bathroom over Yangyang. So Archibald simply punched over and opened a "convenient passage" on the wall.
With a loud bang, "Yang Yang" and a few people who were just sitting at the dining table downstairs were startled.
The people downstairs quickly went upstairs, and Yang Yang, who was sitting on the toilet upstairs, also received a kind greeting from Archibald at the terminal.
Archibald, wait for me! !! !!
Yang Yang "........."
He declared that love and peace had died, and that he had died of diarrhea.