Chapter 585： Feng Yi's favorite, seafood pimple soup

Lin Qingluo was secretly delighted, the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became, and various ways to break the illusion array kept flashing through his mind, and he had already thought of hundreds of ways.

"Miss Lin, forgive me for talking too much, this sea area must never be visited."

The old village head was mature and sophisticated, seeing her staring at the chart and glancing at Devil's Reef from time to time, he couldn't help feeling a little panic and subconsciously persuaded her.

"Thank you grandpa, the village head, for reminding me. Qingluo understands, and won't take risks easily."

Lin Qingluo calmed down, took out half a bag of flour from the basket, gave it to the old village head, and left with a smile.

The old village chief couldn't refuse, so he accepted it cheerfully, and sent the siblings to the gate of the courtyard.

"Sister, are we going to Devil's Reef?"

Lin Yixuan was clever and quick-witted, and guessed her sister's intentions.

"Yes, is Yixuan afraid?"

Lin Qingluo didn't hide anything, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

"My sister is here, Xuan'er is not afraid."

Lin Yixuan casually said the word Xuan'er, took a breath, raised his head subconsciously, and looked at his sister.

Lin Qingluo smiled warmly, pampering as always: "I just changed my name, and I didn't get used to it for a while, it's okay, just get used to it."

"Um."

Lin Yixuan clenched his elder sister's hand, nodded happily, his obsidian-like eyes were twinkling with stars.

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When the siblings returned to the old house of the Feng family, the older brothers had already cleaned up, the kitchen was full of smoke, and the food was fragrant.

"It smells so good, what delicious food did Fourth Brother cook?"

Lin Qingluo shrugged her little nose, smelled the aroma, entered the kitchen, and went to the stove.

"Seafood pimple soup, Feng Yi's favorite."

Before Lin Jinyun spoke, Shitou's playful laughter came from the stone table.

"What's your favorite? This is the taste of hometown."

Wang Meng gave him a disdainful look.

"Favorite, the taste of hometown."

Shi Shi held his orchid fingers, pretended to be singing, and put on airs with a high-pitched voice.

"go away."

Fengyi's ears were reddish, and he kicked his lower back, causing him to stagger and almost fall.

"This guy, we're making trouble again."

Lin Jinlong smiled jokingly, got up from the stone bench, walked to the kitchen in two or three steps, leaned against the door frame with his arms folded.

"The lump soup will be ready soon, Jinlong, take out the hot steamed buns and cooked meat first."

Lin Jinyun glanced at him with a smile, lifted the lid of the pot, and one after another slender gnocchi rolled in the boiling water, whetting the appetite of those watching.

"good."

Lin Jinlong stepped over the threshold, picked up the whole steamer, and strode out of the kitchen.

"Fourth brother, what did you put in the soup so it smells so good?"

Lin Qingluo shrugged her little nose took a spoon and looked into the soup pot with a smile.

"Clams and scallops, the aunt next door brought them over just now, talked to Feng Yi for a while, left some steamed buns and spicy cabbage and left."

Lin Jinyun looked at Yuxue's cute little sister dotingly, her heart was soft.

"Auntie is so kind, I'm so hungry for spicy cabbage."

When Lin Qingluo heard the spicy cabbage, her small eyes lit up: "Especially my mother's pickled spicy cabbage, it's so delicious."

"When I'm free, Fourth Brother will pickle some for you."

Lin Jinyun's heart moved: "The fourth brother also saw people pickling spicy cabbage in the valley, and he knows the pickling procedures."

"Hee hee, fourth brother is the best."

Lin Qingluo's big eyes were shining, and he was smiling while holding a spoon.

"Do you like to eat scallops? Fourth brother will serve you more."

The three words "best" kept ringing in Lin Jinyun's ears, his cerebral cortex was excited, and he was so beautiful that he was about to fly into the sky.

"Yeah, I like it."

Lin Qing hurriedly took a porcelain bowl from the pot, held it in both hands, and waited for the soup to be served.

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