Ino looked down at the egg fried rice with a look of astonishment.
It's not that she hasn't eaten egg fried rice, on the contrary, she has eaten it many times.
Whether it is fried at home or eaten outside, in Jing Zhi's mind, egg fried rice is a very greasy endorsement.
Generally speaking, as soon as that kind of egg fried rice comes out of the pot, there will be a strong pungent aroma, like a million spears flying out, which makes people unprepared.
Every time I eat egg fried rice, Ino just eats a few bites and doesn't really want to eat it.
Without him, too dry, too tired If you have to finish the egg fried rice, Ino has to drink a few mouthfuls of hot soup to get his tongue wet before he can swallow it.
However, the egg fried rice at Yang Ming's shop is a little different.
There is no flashy and disgusting aroma, and the egg fried rice just stays quietly on the plate, like a lady, graceful and connotative.
The golden egg wash spreads out, wrapping every grain of rice tightly, as if it were made of gold, and reflects the wisps of light in the light, as if it will glow, making people droop.
Just because of this appearance, Ino became interested in it.
Not sure how it tastes Ino, who stretched out his fingers as delicate as shallots, gently twisted the spoon and swept it over the edge of the plate, digging out the fried rice like a small dirt slope.
"Ah" Ino floated one hand near his jaw to prevent the rice from falling, and gently opened his lips while sending the rice into his mouth with the other hand.
Stirring between the teeth, tumbling of the tip of the tongue Suddenly, Ino's eyes widened This taste It's delicious, it's delicious Unbelievably, the rice wrapped in egg yolk was chewed up, like a grenade exploding in the mouth, rolling up a whirlwind that gushed out the concentrated fragrance inside For a moment, it was as if a monstrous wave had been stirred, and the delicious taste instantly drowned out Ino's perception.
At this moment, Ino seemed to have returned home, quietly waiting for the family reunion to have dinner together.
As a well-known powerhouse of the mountain family, Ino's father is so busy with work that he always can't care about going home for dinner.
Whether it's a weekend holiday or an important holiday, Yamanaka Haiichi will always not be able to return home in time for various reasons.
Every time they ate, Ino and her mother waited for half an hour, unable to wait for Kaichi Yamanaka to appear.
One table, two mothers and daughters, there is always a lack of people.
What is missing is not only the father, but also a reunion, a perfect defect.
Ino remembers that when she was very young, her father would often take her out to play, let Ino ride on his shoulders and go for a ride.
At that time, although I still got together less and left more, I was still very happy.
I don't know when it started, maybe it's because of age, such days are gone.
The faint loss and the lingering heart made Ino like a fish in his throat.
Ino put down his spoon and looked around.
Lively shops, couples who love each other, and diners who talk happily.
But what does this have to do with her?
In an instant, a great fear struck Ino's heart.
It was called the lonely monster, as if it was going to devour everything in the world, to pull her into a bottomless abyss. call Fear comes and goes fast.
When Ino realized that these were all illusions caused by eating egg fried rice just now, his face was stunned for a while.
"How is this possible?"
The kind of digging into the deepest memories in people's brains and feeding back the emotions that Ino fears the most in his heart would actually be caused by a plate of egg fried rice If it had been before, Ino would not have believed it.
But looking at the golden and delicious egg fried rice, the feeling just now is still fresh in my memory.
With a hint of apprehension, Ino took another bite. rumble This time, the layer of egg yolk wrapped on the surface of the rice exploded, and a thick egg fragrance swept in, all the way through five levels and six generals, conquering every inch of Ino's taste buds, carrying the fragrance of thousands of horses, unstoppable all the way, straight to the center In this rich fragrance, Ino was completely conquered by the taste of egg fried rice Although she no longer had the same touch as she had just now, she really tasted it this time.
Bai inadvertently glanced at it occasionally, saw Ino's obsessed look, worried that this beauty had a mistake, and took a catwalk, like shrinking into a needle, and came to Ino's side in the blink of an eye.
Bai also handed over a handkerchief very intimately, and asked with a concerned face: "Are you okay, I see that you sweat a lot." ” Looking at Bai close at hand, that delicate face like a porcelain doll, as if he could reach out and touch, like an angel descending to earth, made Ino sincerely feel an unprecedented warmth.
In addition, the stimulation he received just now, Ino's sensitive and fragile heart exploded all at once "Wow" Ino hugged the stunned Bai and cried loudly, not caring at all about the eyes of others, but holding Bai's hand tighter.
Looking at Ino crying like a child, Shiro may have thought of his once weak self, and his eyes softened suddenly.
Shiro didn't care at all that Ino wiped tears and snot on himself, but gently patted Ino's back and comforted him.
"Cry, cry, it's not tears, if my daughter has tears, she will feel much more comfortable when she cries."
With Bai's approval, Ino cried even more.
Well, she would never admit that she rubbed the white oil by the way.
It is said that women are born actors, and this sentence is really not wrong at all.
Maybe at the beginning, Ino really felt it.
But now, in order to shorten the distance between himself and Shiro, Ino instantly launched a tearful offensive.
The cry is called injustice, which makes the listener cry and the listener sad.
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Even many diners began to show sympathy in their eyes when they looked at Ino.
Alas, how miserable is this baby to cry like this Only on the side, Kankuro and Temari, who had a relationship with Ino, looked confused.
Damn, didn't you just sell us flowers, why did you cry like this?
The two glanced at each other, and both felt that the other party was a little helpless.
For the first time, these two ninjas from Sand Hidden Village felt that the ninjas of Konoha Village didn't need transformation techniques, and their acting skills alone were enough to deceive people And at this time, Kankuro and Temari suddenly felt a chill behind them, like needles on their backs, and an indescribable cold aura surged Not only the two of them, but even the ordinary people who had a poor perception of the scene felt a piercing and cold aura In an instant, the originally peaceful life was shattered This evil aura with a cruel meaning completely turned Yang Ming's small shop into a Shura field When Kankuro and Temari turned their heads, they suddenly found that a young man with the word "love" written on his forehead was looking at them with a cold face: