Interstellar Cute Little Husband

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𝕮⃟𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 41: USE THE ROPE TO SMEAR

𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘：Interstellar Cute Little Husband
𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥：灸尾妖狐

𝗠𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡

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"Mu Mu is awesome; he found another edible ingredient." Mu Chen praised him without hesitation.
 
Mu Yan, who was praised, was a little embarrassed, because if he didn't have identification skills, he wouldn't have found these edible ingredients so quickly and accurately, so most of the credit was due to the system.
 
"With shallots, only oil and pepper are left." Mu Yan said happily, one step closer to the scallion pancake.
 
And the oil can be replaced with fat from animals. He remembered that people in the village used to cut some pork belly during the Chinese New Year. The pork belly is always fat. This kind of meat can be fried in a pan to produce fat. It's delicious to cook.
 
"I don't know if there are any wild boars here. The fat fried from wild boars makes the most fragrant oil." Mu Yan said to himself, The voice was not loud, but Mu Chen's hearing was very developed, and he could hear clearly.
 
 
Mu Chen didn't say anything at the time, but on the way back later, he talked a lot more, mostly discussing the ingredients he found with Mu Yan and then pretending to ask wild boars unintentionally such questions as to what it looks like and how big it is. He then silently constructed a three-dimensional map in his mind according to Mu Yan's description and kept all these things in his heart.
 
In the afternoon, Mu Chen went out on the pretext of having something to do, and Mu Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
 
Ever since Mu Chen came to his senses and decided to stay here, he has been inseparable from Mu Yan. The farthest distance between them is only when one of them cooks in front of the stove at one end of the yard and the other handles the prey at the other end of the yard. However, this was the first time he acted alone.
 
But Mu Yan didn't get too entangled; after all, Mu Chen is also a human being; he has his own affairs and space. Thinking this way, he continued to deal with the corn picked in the morning.
 
"Yanyan, what are we going to eat later? Boiled corn?   Grilled corn?   Polenta?"   No. 5 saw Muyan keep handling the corn, and the golden corns made him salivate just by looking at them. endlessly.
 
"Let's eat boiled corn today and save the rest for next time," Mu Yan said.
 
Boiled corn is the easiest way to eat it, but don't underestimate it because it is simple; the boiled corn is also very delicious.
 
"Okay."   No. 5 bought it very much, and no matter what Mu Yan did, it would be very supportive.
 
Mu Yan peeled all the corn that needs to be boiled today and did not peel off the coats of the other ones that are not needed for the time being, because the corn with the coats can keep fresh for a longer period of time.
 
After handling the corn and putting it in the pot to cook, an hour and a half had passed, but Mu Chen hadn't come back yet, which made Mu Yan a little worried.
 
"No. 5, where did you say Ah Chen went, and why hasn't he come back yet?" Mu Yan asked worriedly, with worry on his small face.
 
 
"It must have gone somewhere to play. I knew that such a person was the most unreliable, and I am the best; I will accompany you every day." Taking advantage of Mu Chen's absence, No. 5 quickly discredited the other party's image in Mu Yan's heart.
 
Ever since Mu Chen gave No. 5 a glance from across the air last time, No. 5 always felt that he could see himself or be aware of his own existence, so every time Mu Chen was around, No. 5 didn't dare to be presumptuous.
 
Now it's hard to catch the gap when Mu Chen is not around, so he has to try hard to smear the other party so as to let out the suffocation that has been pent up in his chest for the past few days.
 
However, just as No. 5 finished speaking, he felt a sharp gaze from behind, making his whole body—no, the whole system—stiff, and the hairs on his body stood up, making his body stiff. Can't move.
 
"Mu Mu, I'm back." Mu Chen's deep and magnetic voice came from behind, and Mu Yan looked over in surprise, not noticing the abnormalities on number five at all.
 
Number five:  TAT Yanyan, why can you ignore me like this? I am the first to know you, and you didn't notice my stiff body. Why can you leave me? [Erkang hand]
 
If Number Five's short hand can stick out of Mao Mao,
 
"Huh? What is this?" Mu Yan noticed that Mu Chen was holding a beast that was bigger than others, with a sharp mouth and fangs, and it looked a little scary.
 
"Didn't you want a wild boar?" "I went and hunted one for you, but I don't know if this is the kind you want." Mu Chen casually threw the beast to the ground, and the dull voice showed that the beast was not as light as Mu Chen can easily hold it.
 
Mu Yan's eyes widened slightly, with a dazed expression on his face, and the stunned look made people want to step forward and squeeze him.
 
Mu Chen thought so, so he did it.
 
"Why are you stuck?" "If it's not the wild boar you want, I'll help you hunt for another one tomorrow." Mu Chen said with a smile, and the soft touch of his hands made him linger a little.
 
Mu Yan came back to his senses and felt that the other party's hand was still on his face, and his fair little face suddenly showed a blush, which made the already alluring face even more alluring.
 
 
"No, no need, this is fine." Mu Yan stammered nervously, wanting to take a step back to avoid the big hand that made his heart beat out of rhythm, but he was still yearning for the warmth.
 
It was Mu Chen who put down his hand first; he always felt that his little face might burst into red if he kept teasing like this.
 
Mu Yan hurriedly forced himself to focus on the beast, and then he noticed that, if you look carefully, this beast is still very similar to the wild boar in his impression, except that the mouth and nose are sharper, and the teeth are sharper and a little bigger.
 
Mu Yan threw an identification technique at the beast, and it was just a matter of convenience, but unexpectedly, it was actually identified.
 
"The sharp-billed pig, belonging to the pig family, is edible."
 
The system's cold identification sound rang out, pulling Mu Yan's thoughts back. He didn't expect that the identification technique could even identify animals.
 
"Then I'll go and deal with it; what should I do with this?" Mu Chen asked Mu Yan, holding one of the wild boar's front paws with one hand.
 
"Use hot water to scald the pig's hair off, then cut off the pig's head and the pig's trotters." Mu Yan said, while Mu Chen listened carefully without the slightest bit of impatience.
 
After Mu Yan identified that this was indeed a wild boar, he was a little excited. You must know that pigs are a good thing. You can eat almost all of them, and they are also very delicious. Especially with wild boars, the oil he needs is also settled, and it couldn't be better.
 
Mu Chen was handling the wild boar over there, and Mu Yan was next to him, handing over a tool at any time or helping to roll up his sleeves. The picture should be a little rough because of the wild boar, but it looks unusually harmonious and beautiful.
 
No. 5 flew silently in mid-air; it always felt that its cute little host was about to be snatched away by the big bad wolf, and it might be the kind that would never return. The mood could not be changed. My heart is blocked.
 
In this regard, the moods of No. 5 and Yang Wenyao were miraculously synchronized.
 
 
In order not to let himself be depressed, No. 5 decided to guard the corn, and it must have had a good time when the corn boiled for the first time.
 
"Yanyan, is the corn ready?" Number five was asked.
 
Mu Yan walked up to the pot, opened the lid, poked it with chopsticks, and said, "It's almost ready after a quarter of an hour."
 
Hearing the news, No. 5 was immediately happy and finally felt a little relieved.
 
"Brother Yan, we're here to play with you." A clear and crisp milk voice came from the door, and after a while, a cute little girl in a light green skirt walked away with another little boy in a royal blue dress. come over.
 
"Yingying, Haohao."   When Mu Yan saw the two children, his smile immediately widened.
 
In their era, brothers (ger) as old as him were already married, and anyone who had children could be as old as Yingying Haohao.
 
So every time Mu Yan sees Yang Yinghao and Yang Yingying, he always unconsciously wants to take care of them and pamper them. This is probably a kind of empathy effect.
 
"Wow, brother Yan, what is this?" Yang Yingying saw that Mu Chen was handling the wild boar; she walked over curiously, squatted down to look at it, her eyes wide open, and her little hand even wanted to poke it eagerly.
 
"This is a wild boar, and the meat on it is delicious." Mu Yan replied with a smile.
 
"Really?   Is it really delicious? Is it better than the chicken that brother Yan made before?" Yang Yingying asked with bright eyes, and the corners of her mouth were shamefully shining.
 
When Yang Yinghao saw his younger sister's hopeless appearance, he suddenly had the urge to cover his face. People who didn't know them would think that their family abused his younger sister if they see his sister's appearance right now.
 
However, Yang Yingying ate a lot of the stewed chicken and mushrooms that Brother Yan gave them last time, and she didn't want to stop until she was full. Who would dare to marry her when she grows up?
 
"Well, it's better than chicken." Mu Yan said with a smile, thinking of the taste of pork that he ate once in a while. The taste was really memorable.
 
Thinking about it now, even he couldn't help drooling.
 
Seeing Mu Yan, who was getting along very well with the child, Mu Chen's eyes became softer, the movements of his hands became faster, and the scene of Mu Yan playing and laughing with the child unconsciously appeared in his mind, and he (MC) just stood there. Guarding them by the side, the scene is extremely warm.
 
 
"Yanyan, a quarter of an hour is up, and the corn is ready to be cooked." No. 5 couldn't help but be reminded, seeing that they were having a good time there and no one was paying attention to the pot of corn.
 
"Okay, come here." Mu Yan responded to No. 5, then looked at Yingying and Haohao and said, "I cooked corn, which is also delicious."
 
Sure enough, as soon as she heard the food, Yang Yingying immediately followed behind Mu Yan, like a little tail. Although Yang Yinghao didn't show it, the eyes that frequently looked at the pot betrayed his heart.
 
When the lid of the pot was not opened, the smell of corn was not too strong, but when the lid was lifted, the whole yard was filled with the fragrance of corn.
 
This kind of aroma is different from the aroma of the dishes made before, with the unique taste of the food itself, thick but not greasy, light but not thin.

𝕮⃟𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 42: THE SWEETNESS OF SUGAR

𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘：Interstellar Cute Little Husband
𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥：灸尾妖狐

𝗠𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡

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"Wow, it smells so good. It looks so beautiful. It looks delicious." Yang Yingying cheered very appreciatively, staring closely at the golden corns in the pot.
 
Every corn kernel is crystal clear and beautiful, closely arranged, and constantly exudes an attractive fragrance.
 
Mu Yan found a big pot, quickly put all the corn into the pot, and put it on the table in the yard.
 
Yang Yingying always followed Mu Yan, dutifully being a little tail; wherever Mu Yan went, she would go there.
 
Mu Yan found a few chopsticks and poked the chopsticks hard through the tail of the corn so that he could eat the corn with the chopsticks without worrying about being burned.
 
Mu Yan handed the first corn to Yang Yingying, who had been waiting for a long time, and carefully told her: "It's still very hot; eat it slowly."
 
 
Then he (MY) gave the second one to Yang Yinghao, who was pretending to be an adult. Although he (YH) tried his best to imitate an adult, he was a three-year-old child after all, and he would show his childish side when he saw delicious food.
 
Afterwards, Mu Yan made another skewer for Mu Chen, but Mu Chen had been dealing with wild boars and couldn't free up his hand to hold it, so Mu Yan had to help him hold it, and then handed the corn to the other's lips, saying, "Would you like to try it?"
 
 
Following Mu Yan's strength, Mu Chen directly opened his mouth and took a bite on the corn. With the corn kernels in his mouth, the fragrance exploded on the tip of his tongue. Obviously, it was only corn with a faint sweet taste, but Mu Chen insisted on eating the sweetness of sugar.
 
"Is it delicious?" Mu Yan asked expectantly.
 
"Well, it's very sweet." Mu Chen replied with deep emotion in his eyes.
 
"Then you should eat more; hunting is too hard." Under Mu Chen's gaze, Mu Yan's face was slightly flushed and hot, and he (MY) didn't dare to look at him (MC); he (MY) just kept holding the corn like this.
 
 
Mu Chen didn't want Mu Yan to work too hard, and he (MC) gnawed the corn down to the cobs in a few quick strokes.
 
 
"You go and eat too; I'll make it soon." Mu Chen said to Mu Yan.
 
"well."
 
When Mu Yan returned to the table, he (MY) found that two children and a system were gnawing corn hard, their little cheeks bulging with the chewing movements, like two little squirrels eating—very cute.
 
Mu Yan also picked up a piece of corn and gnawed on it. The thick corn aroma was even more delicious and sweet than the corn they grew there. They all looked similar, but the taste was very different.
 
"Yan Gege, this looks like a horse; please do it well." Yang Yingying asked vaguely while chewing hard.
 
"This is corn. I'll send some to your parents later. It's better to eat it while it's hot." Mu Yan put down the corn in his hand, then took out another small pot and picked up a few big and plump ears of corn. Put it in and pass it to the two kids.
 
Yang Yinghao is a three year old child; he (YH) is considered a small adult and can help the family with some things, and the distance between the two families is not far, so Mu Yan is relieved to let the two children send the cooked corn to their parents.
 
"Guaranteed to complete the task." Yang Yingying said playfully, then gnawed the corn in her hand, picked up the small pot, and walked towards the door with a swing.
 
Seeing this, Yang Yinghao hurried to catch up, holding the other side with his hand, lest Yang Yingying accidentally fell to the ground with the basin.
 
Mu Yan, who watched the two children leave, probably didn't expect that just because of this pot of corn, he would cause a little trouble.