Mei Ji did not eat before the practice, mainly because she was afraid of vomiting during the practice.

When I returned home, my mother Yumi was not there.

Because Meiji came back early today, she didn't go home to cook at this time.

Miki can cook, but Yumei doesn't know.

Even if he knew about it, he would just think, ‘It’s Meiji, so that’s okay’, and not feel weird or amazing.

Zhili, on the other hand, thought it was awesome.

Walking around Meiji in the kitchen, she looked surprised.

"Si Guoyi!"

"What do you usually eat?" When Mei Ji asked, she ordered: "Bring the bench over."

"Oh." Zhili responded, moving the small bench and placing it behind Mei Ji.

Mei Ji stepped on the bench and cooked vegetables on tiptoe.

So, this is the reason why Mei Ji doesn't cook.

"Rice balls, meatballs, stewed meat, tempura, fish..." Jiri, who was counting his recipes and couldn't think of any more, said, "Eat everything."

Better than Naruto drinking expired milk.

"What don't you like to eat?" Mei Ji asked, "Can you accept spicy food?"

"If it's not too spicy." Zhili looked embarrassed.

"It's not spicy." Meiji said, throwing a handful of chili peppers into the pot.

Under the stir-fry, the pungent spicy flavor hits your nostrils.

Zhili opened his mouth, but hesitated and said nothing more.

Immediately after the spicy smell came out, Meiji threw a fat ball of white ingredients into the pot.

Zhili's eyelids twitched, he couldn't help but raise his voice, and asked in panic: "What did you just throw in!?"

"Huh?" Mei Ji turned back, stared at Zhili, and said, "Is there a problem?"

"How can there be no problem!" Zhili almost screamed, "They are alive! Insects!"

"We don't have any food at home." Mei Ji said, "So I can make whatever I want, and don't worry, it's all good quality protein."

There is indeed no food at home, so Yumi will bring food with her when she goes home.

"It's not just a random adjustment!" Zhili screamed and said, "Isn't there something normal and something that people can eat!?"

"Lusuo, why don't you leave?" Mei Ji replied.

Zhili shut his mouth.

Stomping her feet angrily, she ran to the living room and stayed there.

I really don’t have the courage to see what else Mei Ji can make.

But at least there is still rice to eat.

No big deal, soy sauce bibimbap.

Not long after, Meiji came to the living room one after another carrying dishes.

Zhili sat upright stiffly, speechless as he looked at the dishes on the table.

"Eat." As she said that, Mei Ji took off her apron and sat down. After adding two bowls of rice, she reached out and patted the mask.

With a mechanical sound, the mouth of the mask popped open, revealing Meiji's small mouth.

It's just that Zhili didn't have the heart to pay attention to such things, and stared straight at the dishes on the table.

After a while, I picked up the chopsticks and tried to take them down several times, but I didn't have the courage to reach back.

Finally, he pointed his chopsticks and asked, "What is this?"

"Garlic ant eggs." Mei Ji said, picked up the spoon, scooped up a full spoonful, and put it into the bowl.

Ant eggs are something that Meiji has a lot of. They are secretly produced in the laboratory and the quality is guaranteed.

After cooking, add salt, chili pepper, green onion and garlic paste, stir evenly and serve.

It’s simple and delicious.

The soybean-sized eggs are as white as pearls and look shiny and beautiful.

"..." Zhili was silent for a while, and then asked: "What... is this..."

"Stir-fried spicy wine bugs." Mei Ji said: "There are many of these in the forest. They are tree bugs. They live by eating tree sap, a kind of physiologically active water that is very nutritious in the tree."

Chewing the ant eggs, Mei Ji continued.

"This little thing is very good at eating. It can't even be seen by ordinary trees. It eats well and drinks well. It has no natural enemies. Each one of them grows very plump. By the way, this thing has a little alcohol content, which is natural. beer."

Therefore, there are so many of them, and they are one of the important feeds for the beetles.

Usually, Meiji is cooked and crushed into granules for storage.

"It smells good." As she said that, Meiji picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth.

The fried meat worms are very beautiful in red.

Zhili swallowed his saliva and asked, "What about this one? It's still alive!"

"Cool silkworm moth."

A plate of silkworm moths walked slowly among the condiments. Although they couldn't fly, some of them were still tenacious and climbed out of the plate.

The scene is amazing.

"This stuff is very delicious, not fishy or greasy, and you can eat it without cooking."

"Considering your taste, I added some seasoning."

"What about this one?" Zhili asked, pointing to the last item.

It doesn't look like a bug, it looks normal.

The milky white round particles piled up in two small cups.

"Dessert yogurt jelly." Mei Ji said: "My regular snack, the kind you have seen, the kind you eat in class."

"As expected of you." Zhili said.

Just do it casually, what would it be like if you don’t do it casually?

After thinking about it, Zhili didn't ask.

Seeing that Mei Ji was eating very deliciously, she hesitated for a long time and finally moved her chopsticks.

The ant eggs that seemed most acceptable were chosen.

Carefully pick one up and put it into your mouth.

Come on, you have to give it a try.

Then his eyes narrowed.

So delicious!

Zhili started to cook with great momentum.

Meiji didn't make fun of Jiri.

This makes Zhili eat even more confidently and boldly.

After the meal, Meiji cleared away the dishes, and Jiri lay on the tatami, stroking her round belly.

The summer night wind blew through the house, and the wind chimes under the eaves sounded softly.

The sound of wind is cool.

Cicadas chirped one after another outside the house, making people feel sleepy.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

When Meiji came out after washing the dishes, what she saw was Zhili's peaceful sleeping face.

I don’t know what I was dreaming about, but there was a sweet smile on my face.

What a kid.

Finding a thin blanket to cover Zhili's body, Meiji sat under the eaves with a glass of juice and looked at the scenery.

Time is quiet.

"Summer is coming to an end."

He took a gentle sip of the juice, and the scene was demure and picturesque.

The next day, the two went to school directly together, saving them the trouble of taking a long detour to wait for Mei Ji.

When the two arrived on time, everyone in the class was already surprised.

There was a heavy and depressing atmosphere hanging over the classroom.

Almost everyone had a solemn look on their face.

The reason is that the vacation is coming soon, summer vacation.

The bad thing is that I have to take the test results home to show to my parents.

Although some people’s grades are not seen by their family members.

But that didn't stop him from feeling miserable.

Right, Jiraiya.

Mei Ji glanced at the white-haired boy with a slumped face.

This guy has completely failed to keep up with the progress of cultural classes this semester.

Tsunade, on the other hand, looked eager to try.

The exam is not difficult for her, and she doesn't have to worry about getting a good grade.

Noticing Miki's gaze for the first time, Tsunade gave her a provocative look.

Mainly because Mei Ji felt uncomfortable being stared at by her, so she looked over.

Tsunade's eyes were full of impatience.

It was obvious that she had held back her ultimate move.

What a little kid.

Meiji sighed.

"Work hard in the exam, Miki." Jiri whispered in his ear: "Don't lose to Tsunade."

"Why don't you go up on your own and compete with Thousand Hands?"

"Not good." Jiri shook his head: "It's too troublesome to be hated by Tsunade. After all, she is a princess."

"Cunning guy." Mei Ji chuckled.

The two separated and sat in their respective seats.

On the side of the classroom, Hyuga Hitomi kept scanning the three of them with his white eyes open.

Who should I choose?

my opponent.

Anyway, all three are monsters, no matter who you choose.

Either win or lose.

Hinata pursed her lips nervously.

It’s time to prove the results of your efforts.