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Hearing the sound of the shredded pork pouring into the pot, Uesugibata was smelling the smell while helping the Hanamana fire to cut shredded potatoes.

After changing the knife to a square kitchen knife, it turns out that all vegetables, fruits and melons are used to cut are easy.

Duoduo, thin strips of potato shredded quilts cut into pieces, and pushed them away to the other side.

Uesuma Tho put the cut potato shreds into the bowl with both hands, took them to the faucet and passed them with clean water, put them aside, then turned around and took a small can from the cabinet, which contained the secret pickled peppers collected from the firewood sauce.

Unlocking the rope and twisting the bottle cap, Uesugi Frown instantly, the chili smell is too strong!

Take out two bright red pickled peppers, put them on the cutting board and use a kitchen knife to scatter them twice, and then place them together with the freshly cut peppers on the side.

Huamao Huahuo was wearing an apron, stir-frying green pepper shredded pork in front of the iron pot, while watching the iPad placed on the right side of the ipad, where a blogger's teaching video was playing.

Although Hanamaru Hanawa has never made this kind of dish, she is always proficient in cooking and is still easy to learn.

Green pepper shredded pork, double-cooked pork, spicy and sour potato shredded pork, meatball soup.

The aroma of delicious dishes flows in the kitchen. Uesugi Dorae was sucking in and had already imagined the pleasure of eating these dishes with white rice.

Uesugi Dou, based on the concept of a healthy diet, did not think about eating more, but he unconsciously drank six bowls of white rice in one breath.

"call"

Uesugi Tho spit out a mouthful of hot air with the aroma of food, pumped a piece of paper and wiped the sesame oil from his mouth.

Only then did he realize that Hanamaru Hanawa sitting opposite him didn't even eat much, so he was just watching him.

"Zhao Jun is so happy to eat. Do you still want to eat?"

"Um."

Hanamaru Hanawa got up with a smile, and then went to the rice cooker behind the living room to serve him a bowl of rice.

Uesugi Sao looked at her walking over and back, took the rice bowl with the remaining warmth from her hand, and saw her smiling face, and felt an uncontrollable gratitude for her.

Eat her meal and greet her smiling face, getting deeper and deeper in her gentle and considerate care.

Before I knew it, the rain outside began to fall quietly from the sky.

"Haiwa, would you be angry if I had something to hide from you?"

"No." Huawanhuai picked up a little shredded potatoes and put the rice into the glutinous mouth.

"I want you to know, but I'm afraid that it will be meaningless."

"Since that's the case, Joe-jun doesn't have to agree to the fireworks."

"Really?" Uesugi Do not know for sure, raised his eyes and looked at the girl sitting at the opposite table.

"Of course, since Zhaojun is hesitating whether to say to Hanahuo, it means that these are all irrelevant things!"

The raindrops in the sky gradually became bigger, and the city blocks were filled with thick mist. Even in November, the scenery in the distance gradually became unseen.

"It's going to rain," Huamao Hanawa put down the bowls and chopsticks, looked out the window, "Huawao goes to put away his clothes."

Uesuma saw her walking in with a few pieces of clothes in her arms, closed the sliding door of the balcony, walked to the bedroom, hung up the clothes before coming back to continue eating.

Seeing her happy look, Uesugi Teru remembered that he hadn't seen her draw much recently.

“Aren’t you busy during this period?”

"I'm busy. I'm just working in a coffee shop with Zhaojun, so I haven't received orders recently. The author I worked with also has to rest for a while because he finished the third volume."

Huawan Huahuo explained it very clearly, and the food he ate was chewed slowly without any frigidity.

Uesugi Doo thought of the beautiful and exquisite illustrations of Hanamara Hanami, and came up with an idea.

"Fire."

"Um."

"You said, if I write a light, how about you help me draw an illustration?"

Hanaman Hanabu raised his head, his colorful purple eyes stared at his eyes, and nodded for granted.

"No salary, it's very likely that the first volume was cut in half just after it was released."

"Zhaojun should be more confident in himself."

"Yeah?"

"Well, let alone the coffee shop is gradually moving on the right path now. Don't need to be too busy. When you take time, you can take some time to conceive what Zhao Jun wants to write."

Hanamaru Hanabu encouraged him to do this, and Uesugi Do also thought about studying how Qing was written.

Raindrops drifted all over the sky, and a thin layer of shady sluice was accumulated on the dome, and the sound of rain hit the windows.

Uesuma Sato came to the balcony and sat down.

The balcony is decorated with some potted flowers and plants, a round table and two comfortable lounge chairs. If you have nothing to do at home on weekends, Uesugi Sao would make a cup of coffee and sit here, watching the scenery outside to relax.

Now, since you are writing light, you need to first understand what topics have been popular in light in recent years.

He quickly typing on the keyboard and entered in the search bar of the page: {Popular Light}

A lot of keywords were retrieved soon.

Uesugi Sato glanced roughly and clicked on a post listing this year's popular lights, "Reincarnation without Job", "The Incident of My Reincarnation into a Slime", "Overlord", "Life in Another World Starting from Scratch"...

Uesuma Sato looked at the introduction.

Basically, are they all different worlds?

He remembered that before, weren’t they all articles similar to campus youth love?

Uesugi Sato calmed down and decided to take a look first.

......

Hanaman Hanawa was wearing the same dress as he wore yesterday, a simple plain dress, a light blue jacket on his outside, a small shark hairpin on his hair, but he didn't wear white stockings, and a pair of barefoot wearing slippers.

She walked from the kitchen with a plate of strawberries to the balcony and saw Uesugi looking at the computer screen with her glasses meticulously.

"Do you have any ideas?"

"No." Uesugi Tau turned around and looked at her, "Just look at the beginning."

Hanamaru Hanawa put the strawberry next to Uesugi and looked at his computer screen.

"Do you want to write about another world?"

"No, it's not this." Uesugi Doo smiled bitterly, "I think the other world is still a bit far from me, and I can't think of so many colorful and weird settings."

"What topic(s) do you want to write about?" Hanamara Hanabu sat beside him.

"Youth day, I want to write a story about a young man tortured by reality and forced to come to Tokyo, then meet a female employee in a simple coffee shop, and live with her in an ordinary way."

"It feels..." Hanamara Hanami tilted his head slightly, "It doesn't seem to be light."

Uesugi Dog turned his head and looked at the screen, saying, "Well, I don't think I can write lightly."

"Don't give up so quickly!" Hanamara Hanabu's expression suddenly became lively, just like a little girl giving her senior courage and encouragement.

"I," Uesugi Do hesitated for a moment when he heard his wife's encouragement, "I didn't say I wanted to give up, I just said that what I wrote was not in line with the light market now."

"So, that's it... I thought Zhaojun suddenly lost his passion."

"Why do I feel like you, Huahuo, want me to start writing?"

"Together create a world." Hanamaru Hanabu only said a few words.

Uesugi Dog looked at her face, "I think I have a heroine."

"Who?" Hanamaru Hanaguchi was unclear, so he thought he was staring at him just trying to say something to him.

"You."

"Is Hanaman?" Hanaman seemed cramped, "But... Hanaman didn't think he could be a good heroine or something... Moreover, even if Joe-kun wrote Hanaman in, the male protagonist would only write Joe-kun!"

"Idiot, I'm talking about you as the prototype, and I didn't really want Hanaishi to be the heroine in the book."

Tani Yu/span   "That's it..." Hanamaru Hanabu muttered in an almost inaudible voice.

"It sounds like you don't seem to be very happy with this answer."

"Not at all." Huamaru Huahuo flicked his beautiful purple eyes. After being stared at by him for a while, he quickly lowered his eyes again.

"I understand," Uesugi Doo smiled, "Hana-chan wants me to write you as a princess in the book, right?"

"No!"

Huamaru Huahuo's slender neck was rosy, and not only his neck, ears, and face turned red in anger.

"What a pity, I'm going to write a story about the modern world, without His Royal Highness."

"Zhaojun!"

"I'm here, Your Highness the Princess."

"Zhaojun always uses this topic to tease people..."
To be continued...