After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 685, the last time

"Brother Zhang, there are too many dishes. That's enough. Stop cooking. Let's eat together?"

Bai Yifan looked at the table full of delicious, tasty and delicious food and swallowed silently. He had already planned in his mind which dish to pick up with chopsticks first when he started eating.

"You guys eat first, and I'll make two more dishes, which will be ready soon."

Zombie King Zhang Yiming moved his hands faster and pursed his thin lips slightly.

The meat was neatly cut into similar sizes in his hands. This time Zombie King Zhang Yiming cooked a dish with a strong taste.

Added more chilli.

Among the meals on the table, there is a good mix of meat and vegetables, some are clean and some are heavy.

Not too heartburning.

"Then, I'd better wait a little longer!"

Bai Yifan glanced at the pork ribs being stewed and understood something in his heart. He sat silently on the sofa nearby and waited.

Leng Yebai saw that Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was still cooking. He took two steps towards the kitchen and wanted to help chop or stir-fry vegetables, but was pushed out by Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

"This time, let me cook!"

Zombie King Zhang Yiming had a smile on his face, and the hostility in his body had disappeared.

For a moment, both Leng Yebai and Bai Xiju felt that the person in front of them was not the Zombie King Zhang Yiming from the future, but Zhang Yiming in this time and space.

"The food is enough, don't use so much, you won't be able to finish it."

Leng Yebai frowned, wondering what the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was up to.

"I'll just do it this once, don't be so stingy."

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming said these words with his back to Leng Yebai, and Leng Yebai couldn't see the loneliness and determination that flashed across Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming's face.

This time, the last time.

Leng Yebai took a deep breath, turned around and sat on the sofa with Bai Yifan, waiting for the meal.

"What did you see there?"

Bai Xirong felt that something was wrong with Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

I couldn't tell what was wrong.

"It's nothing, it's something important to me."

Zombie King Zhang Yiming paused with his chopping hands and gently tugged on the white gloves on his hands with a low voice.

If it weren't for the silence in the bus, Bai Xirong could hardly hear what Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was saying.

"What important thing?" Bai Xirong asked again.

"It's really nothing. It's not important to you."

Zombie King Zhang Yiming looked back at Bai Xirong and smiled, just like the warm sunshine when they met in the library.

There is no trace of the Zombie Emperor at all.

At this moment, Bai Xirong suddenly thought that she had returned to the school before the apocalypse.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming didn't want to say anything, and Bai Xirong couldn't help but ask questions.

Zombie King Zhang Yiming doesn't let anyone help him cook or serve food.

Bai Xirong could only sit on the sofa.

wait.

Twenty minutes later, Zombie King Zhang Yiming took out the spareribs soup from the pressure cooker and placed it on the table.

"Okay, long wait."

The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming did not take off his gloves. He filled a bowl of pork rib soup with his gloves on and put the first bowl in the direction of Bai Xirong.

When the bowl was about to be placed in front of Bai Xirong, it turned a corner and placed it in front of Bai Yifan.

"Xiaofan, try it and see if there is any difference."

Bai Yifan couldn't wait any longer. He picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup, then nibbled on a piece of ribs.

"Well, not bad, they are exactly the same!"

Bai Yifan gave a thumbs up to Zombie King Zhang Yiming, and then buried his face in the bowl.

It’s exactly the same as the pork rib soup made by Zhang Yiming in another world!

"That's good."

Zombie King Zhang Yiming filled another bowl and placed it in front of Bai Xirong.

Not only did he fill up two bowls, Zombie King Zhang Yiming filled up another bowl, and placed the other bowl in front of Leng Yebai.

Zombie King Zhang Yiming didn't serve himself or eat, he just watched the three people eat.

His eyes changed back and forth on the three people's faces, but they stayed on Bai Xirong's face for a particularly long time.

When he looks at Bai Yifan, he smiles, showing kindness to the younger generation.

When I look at Bai Xirong, I feel affection and nostalgia.

When I looked at Leng Yebai, I almost rolled my eyes.

The corner of Leng Yebai's mouth twitched slightly, and when the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming looked at him, he rolled his eyes back.

"Does it taste good?" Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming asked Bai Xili.

"Well, although there is no chili pepper, the taste is quite mellow, and the radish in it is also very glutinous." Bai Xirong nodded.

It tastes really good.

Bai Xilu has always liked to eat something with strong flavors, and occasionally eats something light, which is really delicious.

When Leng Yebai nodded at Bai Xirong, his eyes were fixed on the pork rib soup in front of him, as if he could figure out the recipe of this bowl of soup just by looking at it.

Hearing Bai Xirong's words, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming laughed softly.

"As long as it tastes good, you should eat it more often in the future. It's good for your stomach."

After saying that, Zombie King Zhang Yiming looked at Leng Yebai faintly.

Leng Yebai didn't look at Zombie King Zhang Yiming, and silently continued to stare at the pork rib soup in front of him.

After finishing the meal, it was almost dawn outside.

After dinner, Zombie King Zhang Yiming cleared the table and washed the dishes, pots and pans by himself without letting Leng Yebai and Bai Yifan help.

It's as if he is the master of the house.

"I have to go now."

Zombie King Zhang Yiming stood in front of him and stretched out his right hand.

The white gloves are still on his hands.

Just not the pair that just cooked.

It's a new pair, very clean, no stains.

Zombie King Zhang Yiming lowered his eyes, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

"goodbye."

Bai Xixi generously extended her right hand and shook it gently.

She understands the pain of classmate Xiao Ming after becoming a zombie. They are all classmates in the same class, but their future lives will take different paths.

She couldn't say any words of comfort, she could only shake hands and wish her well.

Zombie King Zhang Yiming can feel the warmth coming from Bai Xilu's hands through his gloves.

Bai Xirong can also feel the temperature of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming's hands.

Zombie King. Zhang Yiming's hands are not cold. They are warm like Zhang Yiming, but the blood under the skin is still black.

Bai Xirong squeezed it gently, and when she wanted to pull out her hand, she didn't.

Zombie King Zhang Yiming's handshake was very strong, and his eyes looked straight at the two people's joined hands.

A pair of white fingers and gloved hands looked a little out of place.

Zombie King Zhang Yiming looked at Bai Xirong's face again. This time, Bai Xirong understood another special emotion of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

Greedy, reluctant, passionate...

Unabashedly.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming didn't shy away even when he met those dark eyes. At this moment, all his emotions were unrestrained.

For a moment, Bai Xirong was stunned.

After a while, Zombie King Zhang Yiming slowly released his fingers.

"And you, bye."

Zombie King Zhang Yiming glanced at Leng Yebai, whose face was as cold as ice, and also stretched out his finger.

Leng Yebai held the hand of the Zombie King Zhang Yiming unceremoniously.

Creak, creak -

I don’t know whose fingers made the crunching sound, or maybe both.

No matter what, it won't make things easier for the other party.

"gone!"

Zombie King Zhang Yiming and Leng Yebai shook hands "friendly" and then turned and left.

He didn't say hello to them anymore, he just waved at them.

His back looked extremely lonely and lonely.

Bai Yifan suddenly remembered a poem: The wind is rustling and the water is cold...

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