Sui Han mixed a bowl of starch slurry and set it aside. The water boiled quickly, and small bubbles soon began to pop up.

The little zombie was a little excited when it saw the small bubbles. It put one of its chubby little hands on the little Yingyu’s body, and the other hand wanted to reach for the bubbles in the water.

[Aww! Baby! Don’t, it’s very hot]

[A kid who doesn’t understand anything looks so fun, but that’s really hot, Sui Sui, quickly take care of it!]

[Wahaha, Erguotou used its wings to tie up Big Banana’s hands [/laughing]]

The little zombie didn’t understand why. It moved twice but couldn’t break free, so it sat down quietly again. Its tiny mouth was pouting, feeling emo because it couldn’t play with the bubbles.

Sui Han poured the meatballs into the boiling water, and the little zombie suddenly sneezed twice.

The little Yingyu flicked its tail, rolled its eyes, and threw it on the table, then turned around and flew into the room. When it came out again, it was carrying a coat on its tail.

With a flick of its tail, the little coat was put on the little zombie.

The comments section exploded upon seeing this.

[Erguotou is so considerate. They really have become good friends (ノ￣▽￣)]

[When the coat was draped over it just now, I felt Erguotou’s gentleness. It didn’t use a lot of force to throw it over, but gently.]

[It seems that Erguotou is still just a tsundere^[1]a Japanese term for someone who is initially cold but later shows a warmer side Yingyu hiahiahia~]

[Saying it won’t pay attention to Big Banana, but it’s still a good baby who’s all talk and no action!]

While the meatballs were cooking, Sui Han sat down to peel garlic. After peeling the garlic cloves, he used a garlic chopper to chop the garlic into minced garlic and then went to the storage cabinet to get a few chili peppers.

The chili peppers were the dried kind, dark red in color, but they smelled pungent.

The little zombie clumsily climbed back onto the Yingyu’s back, grabbed its smooth body with its little hands, and gently “ha”.

The little Yingyu knew that the little guy was curious about the chili peppers. It was also a little curious, so with a flick of its tail, it carried the little zombie to Sui Han’s side.

Both pets came over to smell the chili peppers and then started sneezing.

Sui Han chuckled and moved the chili peppers away.

The boy finally spoke to the screen, saying, “Meatball rice is very simple, but it still depends on personal preference. If you like to eat sticky soup rice, you can try making it.”

He took the meatballs out to drain the water. The meatballs in the bowl were colorful: cuttlefish balls, beef balls, as well as yellow crispy bone balls and striped stuffed fish rolls.

Sui Han started the pot again and heated the oil. When the heat was about right, he put the minced garlic and chili peppers in and stir-fried them.

Then he poured in the prepared starch slurry.

After adding some light soy sauce, he continued to stir-fry. An aroma of garlic and spicy heat rose in the kitchen, instantly filling every corner.

The little Yingyu and the little zombie started sneezing again.

When the little Yingyu sneezed, small bubbles came out. The little zombie covered its nose with one hand and didn’t forget to play with the bubbles with the other.

The little Yingyu rolled its eyes at it.

Finally, Sui Han poured the meatballs in and stir-fried them. After they were almost all colored, he poured in the rice from the rice cooker. The rice was also cooked in advance.

If he used freshly cooked rice, the texture might not be distinct.

This was noted in the recipe.

The boy was very smart and patient. Although the rice he made was sticky, it was still more fragrant to eat if it was distinct rather than a mushy mess.

Sui Han finished cooking, and the aroma permeated the air, already making the netizens in the live broadcast room drool.

[Ah ah ah ah, quickly serve a bowl to Big Banana. I want to taste it.]

[Class representative has already recorded the screen. Does anyone want it?]

[Yes, me!]

[It seems that everyone here is a culinary expert. Unlike me, I’m only worthy of watching and smelling, *sobs*!]

[No no no, our unified steps are: Step 1: Write it down, Step 2: Mom!!]

The live broadcast room burst into laughter. Sui Han had already served three bowls of rice.

The boy sat down to eat, using a spoon to scoop up a shallow mouthful of soup-filled rice. As soon as he put it in his mouth, the aroma filled his mouth.

This recipe was really reliable.

Although he didn’t know why this recipe existed in his memory, perhaps it was in the original owner’s memory.

The little zombie was also holding a small spoon, wearing a small coat, and started eating mouthful by mouthful.

Its little red face was flushed even redder by the heat. It fanned itself with its little hand after each bite, seeming to be very hot and spicy.

The little Yingyu didn’t have hands, but it was also very smart. It swung its long wings to wrap around the spoon handle, scooped up a large mouthful, and threw it directly into its mouth, then burped contentedly.

After the meal, the used tableware was taken care of by the little zombie and the little Yingyu.

Sui Han went back to the room to take a nap, and the two little guys put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher together.

When Sui Han woke up, it was already dark. He then remembered that his phone was still in the kitchen.

And he forgot to end the broadcast.

When the boy came out to get his phone, the live broadcast room was chatting idly, with topics from all over the world. Sui Han poked his head next to the computer.

He saw that the little zombie was sitting on the corn husk cushion in a daze, and the little Yingyu was sleeping soundly in the empty bathtub.

He didn’t know which of the two had poured the water into the bathtub.

But with two little ones who could help him with housework, Sui Han was quite gratified.

He turned off his phone and switched back to the computer live broadcast.

Anyway, there was nothing to do, so he would just continue broadcasting. Seeing him sit down next to the computer, the netizens immediately greeted him happily.

[Hello Sui Sui, I haven’t left!]

[Me too, I knew Sui Sui would definitely come back [/well-behaved face]]

[Tsk tsk tsk, I heard that Sui Han’s live broadcast room has another bird? Ah, no, what is it, a Ying fish? [/eye roll][/eye roll]]

[What Ying fish, that character is pronounced luo in the third tone]

[Tsk, so what if it’s a naked fish? What a lewd fish, and naked [/vomit]]

Sui Han propped up his chin and looked at the words on the screen, his expression still indifferent. He didn’t know if he was born that way or if the original owner had a strong ability to withstand pressure. Even if someone came to his live broadcast room to insult him, his emotions wouldn’t be affected in any way.

Sui Han saw that the person’s tone seemed to be the same as the previous hater, the one who argued about the little zombie doing the Thomas Flare.

A group of netizens didn’t want to listen to him and were all mentioning the moderator, asking the moderator to kick him out.

And the little Yingyu wasn’t like the little zombie. It seemed to be able to understand the words in the comments. Knowing that someone was scolding it, it immediately became angry.

It flew up from the bathtub and flicked its tail at Sui Han.

Sui Han also understood it very well. The little Yingyu was asking him to switch the live broadcast to its perspective.

As soon as the perspective switched over, the little Yingyu made a soaring action. The red fish was like a fierce dragon crossing the river, soaring all the way to the top, and a fierce red light emanated from its body.

Under the red light, the strange and familiar aroma of liquor immediately overflowed from its body.

[@#!!&%#]

[Are you sick?]

[?#……～+%&*]

[@Moderator, quickly get this keyboard-smashing idiot out of here. I guess he’s having a stroke -.-]

Because the Yingyu’s perspective was turned on, the aroma of liquor poured into the hater’s nose. The little Yingyu was born with divine power and could control the aroma of liquor so that it wouldn’t attack other kind and lovely netizens.

So that person got drunk without warning.

Then he opened a live broadcast in a daze, took off his clothes, hugged his chicken, and talked about his life ideals on a chair, eventually leading to the platform calling the police to end the situation.

[Haha, the hater showed his face]

[I saw that news. Not only did he show his face, didn’t he also show his butt, pfft!]

Sui Han wasn’t interested in the haters’ streaking and wasn’t hungry since he had overeaten at noon.

Seeing that the little zombie had changed into its pajamas and the little Yingyu had flown back into the book to rest, he also waved at the screen and then ended the broadcast to go to sleep.

That night, a cold wind drilled into his limbs and bones.

Sui Han suddenly woke up.

Clouds had replaced the original white on the floor, and the door was wide open. The boy rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, and again smelled that strange and familiar floral fragrance.