Him and their stars

Everyone in Fu Street is an ordinary person who owns a restaurant. They live by their crafts and labor. There are no wealthy people, and they have always been far away from the upper class. This is similar to the atmosphere of the entire city in Jincheng Old Town. of.

Of course, in such a quaint old city with such quaint citizens, there are naturally no prestigious schools with expensive fees and good resources nearby. Yu Lian and Feifei grew up in ordinary public schools, received basic education, and then both were admitted to the Central Defense University. The level of shock was similar to two Qingbei students popping up from a county middle school in a small ninth-tier county.

Yu Lian and Feifei became the heroes of Fujie, of course, but they were other people's children.

"Other people's children" has always been a proper term with mixed reputations. Yu Lian is really not sure about his popularity, but at least among the elders, it should be mostly positive.

As they walked side by side on the street, there were always uncles and aunts stopping what they were doing and saying hello to them with a smile.

"The little fish is back! Come and try the crispy meat that Auntie just fried! Take a bowl."

"Well, it still smells internal! Thank you Aunt Huang!"

"Feifei is beautiful again! Come here, this is the newly developed silk-cut crystal potato. Try the taste and give me your opinion."

"It's so sweet, Uncle Hu, your teeth are about to fall out."

"Come on, Xiaoyu, Fina, you two hold this up and laugh together."

"Uncle Jiu, I won't be a free model for you!"

"Oh, Xiaoyu, Xiaofeina, when will you get married?"

Feifei pursed her lips and smiled generously, while Yu Lian laughed awkwardly. As a result, the uncles and aunts burst into laughter, and the whole street was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

The two of them walked towards their homes while coping with the warm welcome from the adults. Among them, Feifei even took out a handful of warship candies, a specialty of the Lunar Military Academy—actually lollipops made into the shapes of various famous battleships in the community—to kill a group of naughty children who were following them. Sent away.

In the middle of the street, there is a three-story Chinese-style building with a signboard saying "Rong Comes Downstairs" hanging at the door. It is very pyrotechnic, but also very impressive. It always feels like there will be one or two super big shots inside who can administer drugs and cook glowing dishes.

This is Yu Lian’s home.

As soon as they reached the door, they saw two neatly dressed men walking out.

They are well-dressed and look like business elites. At first glance, they should belong to Nancheng New District or even the Pearl City of Cyberpunk, but they are incompatible with this Fu Street.

The two bowed at the door and said to the middle-aged woman who was walking out: "We will come to visit again. I hope you will consider it seriously."

"Don't come!" The middle-aged woman, who looked weak, delicate and elegant, put her hands on her hips and shouted loudly: "The boss will definitely not agree, and I will never agree."

"Well, no one can tell what will happen in the future..." The man at the head smiled humbly, but there was also something in his smile. He was about to leave, but as soon as he turned around, he took a look at Yu Lian Feifei.

Two very good-looking young men were nothing, but two young men wearing officer uniforms seemed to surprise him. A trace of gloom flashed across the man's face, but it instantly switched to a friendly businessman's standard smile. He nodded to the two of them and left with his assistant.

"Aunt, this is..." Yu Lian asked.

"Hey, who knows which big company's salesperson or something? It's not just those bad things." Yu Lian's aunt, Lena Wintour, a woman who has changed her name to Lena Liu after marrying her uncle, left. He curled his lips, then took Feifei's hand, and said to Yu Lian: "No matter, just come back. Yu'er, your uncle is in the kitchen. Feifei, your father is missing again. I don't know how many days it will take for him to come back." Come back. Let’s have dinner at home today! Hehe, it’s all your favorite food today.”

"Aunt Lena, I have to at least put down the bow first."

"Then just leave it at Auntie's house. You can always keep your room. Why are you going back there? There is no one in such a big dojo at night, how scary it is!"

Feifei, who was like a queen in the academy, was helplessly dragged away by her helpless Aunt Lena.

Yu Lian shrugged, put down his luggage, and then went straight into the kitchen.

At this time, Mr. Liu Dachang, Yu Lian's uncle and the 88th generation descendant of Rongxiao, owner and "executive chef", was deftly scaling a large carp that was more than half a meter long. Then, there was only a squeak, and the carp flicked its tail violently. Mr. Liu Dachang's hand trembled, and he was rubbed by the kitchen knife, and blood suddenly appeared on one of his fingers.

For a chef who has won the Chinese Culinary Competition four times, a special-level, no, dragon-level chef, this is really out of character.

"You're upset! Let's wrap it up first." Yu Liandao took the big fish, scraped it clean with a more agile movement than his uncle, and then started to cut out the heart and disembowel the carp.

The big carp twitched twice with its last strength and decided to die in front of Yu Lian.

The uncle snorted, took out a medical sprayer and sprayed it on his finger, and the wound quickly became sticky.

He angrily took out a large bottle of Bingkuoluo from the refrigerator and drank half of the bottle, only to regain his breath a little.

Yu Lian looked at his uncle's bulging belly and thought that if the medical standards in this world were still science fiction, a tube of nanomachines would cause hardening of the arteries, and he would force you to quit drinking, smoking, and happy water no matter what. By the way, he forced you to lose weight, so he smiled and said, "What's the matter? The previous customers won't let you be so shaken, right?"

"I'm so angry. I'm hanging on him like a ghost every day. I can't even do business." My uncle said angrily.

"Where are An'an and Lele?"

"One is going to play football, the other is going to the studio, and will be back soon... Oh, wait, who told you to season it like this! Doubanjiang can't be like this! It's too hot! I gave you back everything I taught you!"

"Believe me! I brought back some new seasonings from Xinyumen. If the bean paste is fried a little more and goes with this, it will taste even better!"

"Our old Liu family has been cooking for fifteen hundred years, and we have never heard of anything like this!"

All in all, Yu Lian and his uncle were just grabbing the stove and the spatula and complaining to each other while still cooking, but they actually managed to finish a large table of dishes within half an hour.

"Xiao Wen, Ah Qi, you will be the cook tonight!" The uncle gave another order to his two disciples.

The nephew is back. He is hosting a family dinner tonight and is going to have a rest all night.

The two of them hurriedly clapped their chests and promised, looking eager to go to the battlefield with high morale.

"Is it okay? Aren't you afraid of destroying our 1,500-year-old Rongxiao downstairs sign?" Yu Lian secretly asked his uncle.

"No problem, the two of them have mastered their skills a long time ago. But, with the current market situation, I don't know where to open my own store. I guess I will have to stay here for a few more years. Even if I take advantage La."

The two of them were chatting while carrying the prepared dishes to the backyard. A large round table and chairs had been set up in the yard, and my aunt was sitting and chatting with Feifei. Two boys and girls, twelve or thirteen years old, who looked as cute as porcelain dolls, were also busy setting out tableware and pouring wine.

The twins are called Liu Ping'an and Liu Xile respectively, very festive names, and they are Yu Lian's cousins.

"Brother~~~~~" Liu Xile looked at Yu Lian coming in with a plate and called out sweetly.

Yu Lian put down the food and took out a silver bracelet decorated with gems and crystals. The shape is chic and elegant, and it is a style that has never been seen on earth. This is the handiwork of a certain sand citizen, and it is said that it is a national treasure of some city-state.

"Fish, it's so valuable!" Aunt Lena recognized its value at a glance.

"My daughter needs to be well-off." Yu Lian said with a smile: "Besides, Lele has reached an age where she should have some good reputations."

"She is only twelve years old..." The aunt didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to her daughter: "Mom, I will keep it for you and give it to you when you grow up!"

"Ah, how can this be done?"

Liu Pingan looked at his sister with schadenfreude, and then looked at Yu Lian expectantly, but the latter said categorically: "One more thing, boys need to be poor to raise..."

"Ah, how can this be done?"

They are indeed twins! From reactions to lines to expressions, they are exactly the same!

Feifei glared at Yu Lian angrily and smiled at An An: "Your brother has prepared a gift for you. My sister has already put it in your room for you. But it has 800 parts, a model of the Hyperion! No! The rest is up to you.”

The boy let out a cheer and wanted to run into the room to check, but was stopped by his uncle who came out with a large plate of spicy chicken.

"It's time to eat, what should we watch? We'll talk about it after we finish eating."

An An said helplessly and sat down glumly. However, looking at the delicious food on the table, his stomach suddenly growled after a long day, so he waited expectantly for the meal.

After everyone was seated, my uncle placed two sets of bowls, chopsticks, and two cups on the main table, and filled them with white wine. He paused and poured another cup for himself and Yu Lian.

Everyone present, including the youngest twins, knew what this meant and fell silent.

Feifei looked at Yu Lian and bit her lip.

Yu Lian, on the other hand, just watched his uncle's actions silently.

"Sister, brother-in-law, you have also seen... Xiao Yu'er has grown up, so don't worry." The uncle muttered a few words as if mumbling to himself, then picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp with squinted eyes.

Yu Lian was silent for a moment and poured a whole glass of white wine into his mouth.

"So, Xiao Yu'er, when will you and Feifei get married? If you have a baby as soon as possible, your sister and brother-in-law will be more relieved." My aunt said coldly.

Yu Lian, a first-level psychic, was made to cough by a glass of strong wine, and almost shed tears.