狼行成双 || wolves of a pair prowl together [English Translation]

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Bian Nan throws the next sentence and went to the kitchen to help, Qiu Yi leaned on the bed and opened the book to continue reading.

"Brother," Qiu Yan ran into the back room after a few minutes, "How long should the beef be simmered?"

Bian Nan shouted from the kitchen, "Don't ask, I know how long to simmer!"

"Just half an hour.  Use a pressure cooker to stew." Qiu Yi smiled and reached out and wiped the tip of Qiu Yan's nose.

There were beads of sweat on the tip of Qiu Yan's nose, and he looked very excited.

Don't talk about the usual days at home, there are basically no guests even for the New Year. Qiu Yan can be so happy that he keeps running out and in all of the time, Qiu Yi rarely sees.
　　
"Dahuzi," Qiu Yan ran into the kitchen, "My brother said that the pressure cooker would be enough to cook for half an hour."
　　
"Oh," Bian Nan was very depressed. He really didn't know how long the beef should be simmered, but he could check it. He was awkward no matter how difficult it was to be in front of Qiu Yan, so he could only nod his head, "Let's get the other dishes when the meat is stewed."
　　
"Yeah!" Qiu Yan said again. Turned around and ran to the yard, holding the washed vegetables in, "Should you cook the vegetables first?"
　　
"Okay." Bian Nan took the vegetables, put them on the chopping board and stopped them twice, thinking that he was so busy in the kitchen and Qiu Yi was lying on the bed and reading, he especially wanted to pick up and leave.
　　
"It's great." Qiu Yan looked at him while holding the chopping board with a smile on his face.
　　
"What's so good?" Bian Nan replied casually.
　　
"Everything is good!" Qiu Yan replied loudly, then turned around and ran out a little embarrassed.
　　
"There are no guests at home. His brother has little time at home. Usually, I and him are the only ones." Qiu Yi's father smiled at the kitchen door. "This child is happy now that so many people are eating together."

"His brother is so busy?" Bian Nan also squeezed a smile.
　　
"Yes, he want to go to school and work. In my situation..." Qiu Yi's father said, his voice was lowered, and then he sighed, "His brother carries everything at home. It's hard work."
　　
Bian Nan was silent. Without speaking, he don't know what to say for a while.
　　
It took nearly two hours for Bian Nan to toss out four dishes and one soup. Looking at the plates on the table, he had mixed feelings.
　　
Although he is not welcome at his home, he has been treated as a young master since he was a child. He has never worked. Now he actually makes a few dishes that taste good, but they look good, and he also brought a soup...
　　
And he was able to make such a significant "progress" because of Qiu Yi.
　　
No, not because of Qiu Yi. If he didn't get Qiu Yi into the hospital, it wouldn't be a chain reaction to the situation where he couldn't handle it.
　　
Qiu Yi's legs still couldn't move. When Qiu Yan came into the room to help him out of bed, he jumped a little hard.
　　
"Wheelchair." Qiu Yi said briefly.
　　
Qiu Yan immediately understood, and ran behind his father, planning to push the wheelchair over for Qiu Yi to help him over.
　　
As soon as Bian Nan saw the situation, he stood still and couldn't make sense, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm coming."
　　
Qiu Yi didn't speak, leaning on the bed and looking at him.
　　
Bian Nan walked to Qiu Yi's side and stretched out his left hand first. He didn't know whether to support or hold, so he stretched out his right hand again, but found that the right hand was tightening, so he stretched out his left hand again.
　　
Qiu Yi chuckled, raised his arm and hooked it on his shoulder, and jumped towards the door with strength.
　　
Bian Nan settled down and controlled himself, not directly pulling Qiu Yi's arm to the ground, and followed Qiu Yi to take a step forward.
　　
But this posture like a wooden stake made both of them inconvenient to move. After walking for two steps with his neck, he had to hold Qiu Yi's waist, gritted his teeth and pulled Qiu Yi to the table. Throwed onto the chair.