Fifth floor.

A woman in an apron, holding a spatula, walked out and shouted at Zhang Xiaobei downstairs, "Xiaobei! Hurry up and help me wash the vegetables, your dad will come back later!"

Zhang Xiaobei responded reluctantly: "Oh! Here we are!"

"Little Li! How old are you, and you still have fun with these kids? Go and buy your dad a bottle of Coke, but it's gone in the refrigerator."

...

In the afternoon, the plum courtyard was filled with a little warmth of life.

The children were playing and playing under the old plum tree.

The women were wearing aprons and cooking supper in their own kitchen.

Although it is noisy and noisy and not worth mentioning, at a certain moment, it will make people feel full of warmth of life.

this is life.

The busy figure in the kitchen; the person who comes back from get off work to catch dinner; the child who is ignorant of the world and chases and fights.

Warm sunshine, fresh air.

Even a leaf and a breeze.

These are all part of life.

It is also a Jin Yi who has never experienced it carefully.

He likes quietness and never likes such noisy places.

And now, he has become a part of it.

And begin to get used to this state.

He practices flower spirit and his perception ability is much better than that of ordinary people.

Every night, I listened to the various noises in the plum courtyard and fell asleep, and my sleep became better.

If one day he suddenly couldn't hear these sounds, he might not be used to them.

After Jin Yi packed up all the things he bought, he glanced at the kitchen with no expression on his face, but his aura was like he was going to fight.

Ten minutes later...

A "boom!" sound!

I saw a raging fire ignited in the pot on the gas stove!

Jin Yi's face changed slightly, and he scooped up a scoop of water and prepared to pour it in.

Suddenly I remembered that it seemed that I could not use water to extinguish the fire at this time.

So Jin Yi put down the water scoop and formed a golden seal with his hands.

In the golden light, many golden chrysanthemums as big as palms were grown.

The golden chrysanthemum fell into the pot and became a black chrysanthemum.

Not to mention, throwing such a large number of chrysanthemums in is really useful.

The fire became smaller in an instant.

A few minutes later, the fire went out.

Looking at the messy kitchen.

Jin Yi felt that he still needed to look at more theoretical knowledge.

So he took out his mobile phone to search and study the steps of cooking.

Just as Jin Yi was about to try again, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Student Jin! Classmate Jin!" was Zhang Xiaoli's voice.

There was a hint of worry and eagerness in his tone.

Jin Yi walked over and opened the door: "Is there anything wrong?"

Zhang Xiaoli was panting, holding a bag of Coke in her hand.

He looked at Jin Yi and said with relief: "It's fine if you're fine. I just saw black smoke coming out of your kitchen downstairs. I thought something was wrong..."

Jin Yi said: "No, I'm cooking."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoli paused and looked at Jin Yi with a suspicion: "You? Cook?"

Can Jin Yi cook?

Doesn’t she eat instant noodles every day?

The garbage thrown is all instant noodles packaging bags and instant noodles buckets.

No one doesn't know about the entire plum courtyard.

Zhang Xiaoli stood at the door and looked in the direction of the kitchen. The kitchen was messy.

Moreover, the originally white tiles were all blackened.

I didn't notice it just now, but now I smell it, and the smell of burnt and chrysanthemums are everywhere.

I looked into the pot and I was really shocked when I didn’t look at it!

Zhang Xiaoli's mouth twitched slightly, and her expression was a little subtle: "...fried... chrysanthemums?"

Jin's translation: "..."
Chapter completed!