Thousands of people disliked them, but after being reborn and correcting their mistakes, they regret

After the meal, Fu Ruohan took the initiative to wash the dishes.

She patted her already full stomach: "Thank you for the treat, Xiao Fan. I'll go wash the dishes! I was so busy eating chicken cutlets while cooking that I didn't help you with anything."

As she spoke, she carried two plates toward the kitchen.

Fu Qingci exposed her without hesitation: "You found the dishwasher in the kitchen, didn't you?"

Fu Ruohan: ...Do I have no shame?

"Wow! Putting dishes in the dishwasher is a skill in itself!"

"I don't see where the technical skills are needed; Chun Chun can do it all."

Watching the siblings bickering, Xu Fan couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

Brother Fu has such a wonderful family atmosphere. No wonder he's so kind and gentle. Children who grow up in such happy families must all be like this.

He felt a little envious, just a tiny bit.

Xu Fan, Fu Qingci, and Fu Chun helped put all the bowls into the dishwasher, and after adding the dishwasher detergent, they didn't have to worry about it anymore.

Fu Ruohan should say goodbye to them too. Chun Chun has to stay here. Fu Qingci got people into his house because of Chun Chun. But she's different. The longer she stays, the more her younger brother will dislike her.

Now that they'd finished eating, she wouldn't disturb their time together—no, their time as a trio.

"Little brother, Xiao Fan, I'm leaving now! Chun Chun, stay here and listen to your uncle and Xiao Fan. Call me when you come back."

Fu Chun replied, "I will be a good mom. Goodbye."

"Take care and don't bother seeing me off."

"Goodbye, Chun Chun's mom."

Fu Ruohan, who had already reached the entrance, suddenly turned around, her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something.

Fu Qingci stared at her nervously, genuinely afraid that his sister might say something shocking or embarrassing again.

"Xiao Fan, since you're already calling Qingci 'Brother Fu,' you can call me 'Sister Han' from now on, or 'Sister Hanhan,' whichever you prefer."

Xu Fan replied with a smile, "Okay, Sister Hanhan."

"Hey! Little Fan is such a good girl!"

Women just want to hear handsome boys call them "sister"~

Seeing the sly look on his sister's face, Fu Qingci could no longer stand it. He urged her expressionlessly, "Sis, something seems to have happened at your house."

"What could possibly happen at my house?... I suddenly remembered! Something's happened at my house, something's happened at my house! I have to go now!"

After saying that, Fu Ruohan ran away in a flash.

We've eaten, what's next?

Because she got up too early, and now that she had eaten, Xu Fan felt a little dizzy and wanted to sleep.

Seeing that Xu Fan's eyelids were drooping and she looked listless, almost as if she were about to fall asleep while standing, Fu Qingci frowned and asked, "Xu Fan, are you feeling unwell?"

"what?"

Xu Fan, who had been called by Fu Qingci, became a little more awake: "I'm not feeling unwell, Brother Fu! I ate too much just now and I feel a bit sleepy. I always feel sleepy after eating, I don't know why..."

It must be because Xu Fan got up too early and did so much work that he was too tired. While cooking, Fu Qingci kept trying to persuade Xu Fan to cook less food, otherwise he would be too tired. However, Xu Fan was very energetic and couldn't stop. Fu Qingci saw that he was happy and couldn't bear to disturb him.

Fu Qingci looked at Xu Fan's listless face with heartache: "Go to your room and take a nap."

Fu Chun was so excited about seeing Xu Fan today that she couldn't sleep last night and woke up early this morning. Now she was a little sleepy. When she heard Fu Qingci tell Xu Fan to go to sleep, Fu Chun immediately agreed: "I'm sleepy too, then I'll take a nap with Xu Fan!"

Xu Fan came here to play with Fu Chun, how could he take a nap? Even though his eyelids were so sleepy that he couldn't keep them open, and his body was so weak that he could fall down on a bed right away.

Later, when Xu Fan heard Fu Chun say that he wanted to take a nap with him, he agreed.

Fu Chun went upstairs first, while Fu Qingci held Xu Fan's hand tightly behind him, afraid that Xu Fan might fall asleep on the way and fall down the stairs.

Xu Fan was led to the room in a daze. Fu Qingci first asked him to sit on the bed, then squatted down and looked at him gently, asking, "Xu Fan, do you want to sleep here or by the window?"

Xu Fan opened her eyes slightly, looking around in a daze. She glanced at the bed and then at the window, before decisively choosing the window.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

So Xu Fan was led to the windowsill by Fu Qingci's hand.

Fu Qingci adjusted the air conditioner in the room to a comfortable temperature, making the room very cool.

Xu Fan felt incredibly comfortable. As soon as Fu Qingci led him to the bedside, Xu Fan slumped down and fell to the ground.

Fu Qingci couldn't stop him, but luckily the windowsill was very soft, and there was a big pillow.

Suddenly, Xu Fan opened her eyes and sat up as if she had remembered something.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Fu, you must wake me up in a little while, okay? I want to make some snacks for you guys this afternoon..." As she spoke, her eyelids almost closed again.

Even though he was so tired, he was still thinking about making snacks for them. He wouldn't ask for anything. The lunch he had prepared had exhausted Xu Fan, and it made him feel bad for her. Xu Fan needed to rest well.

"Okay." After Fu Qingci finished speaking, Xu Fan fell back onto the pillow.

Fu Qingci gently took off his glasses and placed them aside. After Xu Fan's glasses were removed, a fair and clean face was revealed, with long eyelashes, but his eyes were a little dark.

I was so sleepy that I forgot to take off my glasses, but I was still thinking about making them some snacks when I got up in the afternoon.

However, Xu Fan was already very good. In high school, Fu Qingci's deskmate was too sleepy in class and was in the same state as Xu Fan. He wanted to sleep but still forced himself to stay awake. When he talked to him, his answers were nonsensical, like he was talking in his sleep. He was also writing notes with his hands. When you looked at them, they looked like scribbles. He probably couldn't even recognize what the characters were.

Fu Qingci tenderly touched the dark circles under Xu Fan's eyes and smoothed the stray hairs on his forehead.

Completely forgetting Fu Chun's presence, Fu Chun stood aside and witnessed all of Fu Qingci's actions. She couldn't help but praise him in a low voice: "Uncle, you're quite good to Xu Fan. I'll allow you to be his friend."

Looking at Fu Chun's serious face, Fu Qingci replied just as seriously, "I don't need your permission. Xu Fan and I became friends this morning."

Fu Chun exploded: "What? You didn't tell me about something this important!"

Fu Qingci thought to herself: Little girl, there are so many things you don't know. This is just the beginning.

"Alright, alright, go sleep on that bed and don't disturb Xu Fan."

Fu Chun pouted: "No! I slept with Xu Fan when I was on the show, you have no idea how fragrant Xu Fan is! And I won't bother Xu Fan."

Fu Qingci raised an eyebrow; he really didn't know how fragrant Xu Fan was.

When he hugged Xu Fan yesterday, he only smelled a faint, pleasant fragrance.

But this is definitely different from snuggling in Xu Fan's arms and smelling. He was so envious of Fu Chun. He wished he could shrink down too, so he could legitimately bury himself in Xu Fan's arms and smell as much as he wanted.

If Fu Ruohan knew what he was thinking, she would definitely be speechless. They are truly siblings, both wanting to shrink.

However, Fu Ruohan was after food, while Fu Qingci was after Xu Fan.

"Then go up quietly and don't disturb Xu Fan."

After saying this, Fu Chun carefully climbed up and leaned against Xu Fan.

Xu Fan was too tired and had already fallen asleep when she lay down, but when she felt the movement beside her, she still gently wrapped her arms around Fu Chun.

Fu Chun chuckled inwardly, buried her head in Xu Fan's body, and took a deep breath. Mmm! That's the taste!

Xu Fan had been cooking all morning, so his clothes must have been covered in the smell of cooking oil, but Fu Chun didn't mind at all and even enjoyed the smell.

Fu Qingci covered the two of them with the blankets, told Fu Chun to take good care of Xu Fan, and then left.

He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would be unable to resist pulling Fu Chun out of Xu Fan's arms and then lying down himself.

Fu Qingci gently closed the door and went outside to search online: What are the reasons for feeling sleepy after a meal?

He heard Xu Fan say that he felt sleepy after every meal, which must be more than just being tired. Xu Fan is so thin for his height, he must not be very healthy.

"Why do I feel sleepy while eating? This is usually due to carbon monoxide poisoning. People like this often also suffer from hypoglycemia. They feel dizzy whether they eat or not, and this needs to be taken seriously..."

Low blood sugar? Fu Qingci pictured Xu Fan's thin body in her mind. He ate things that lacked nutrition every day, so of course he would have low blood sugar. Not only that, Fu Qingci also suspected that he was malnourished.

It seems I'll have to find a reason to take Xu Fan for a medical check-up in a few days. It's always better to detect and treat health problems early.

Having gotten the answer, Fu Qingci, having nothing else to do, opened her phone and started looking at the photo of the two of them together.

That's right, it's the one where he photoshopped the dust off his butt.

Xu Fan is so small. Fu Qingci hopes he can become stronger so that he can be healthier.

He plans to drag Xu Fan to work out in the future. If Xu Fan can develop muscles and eight-pack abs like him, he won't get sick so easily in the future.

The more she looked, the more it itched in her heart, but Fu Qingci didn't dare to go to the room to see Xu Fan and disturb him.

So Fu Qingci made an excuse for himself: He didn't know how Xu Fan felt about the air conditioning temperature, whether he was cold, and whether Fu Chun would kick off the covers. What if Xu Fan caught a cold? He had to go check if Xu Fan was covered up properly.

He tiptoed to open the door to the room. The curtains were very good at blocking out light, and there was no glaring light in the room. Xu Fan was sleeping soundly, nestled in the big sunflower with Fu Chun in his arms.

The blankets were properly covered over them.

Having made his decision, Fu Qingci didn't want to leave. He walked up to Xu Fan and wanted to touch his face, but then suddenly withdrew his finger, not wanting to wake him.

Xu Fan lay on the pillow he had bought for her, covered with the blanket he had specially prepared for her...

Thinking about this, Fu Qingci felt an unbearable itch in his heart, a palpitation filling his chest, he felt like he was about to explode...

He arranged all the items Xu Fan used in the house, just as if he and Xu Fan were a real couple.

Fu Qingci didn't want to leave. Anyway, there was another bed next to her. Fu Qingci sat on the bed and looked at Xu Fan intently.

As he watched, he actually got a little sleepy, so he simply lay down on the bed and took a nap.

Xu Fan, I'll see you in my dreams.

……

Fu Qingci woke up three hours later, and the light coming through the curtains was no longer warm.

I checked the time on my phone; it was already 4:50.

Oh no! How come he slept for so long!

In fact, Fu Qingci only remembered that Xu Fan hadn't rested well, but he himself hadn't rested well either.

I got up around 6 a.m. to get my hair done... That's how it is when you're serving in the military; if you don't look good, how can you attract Xu Fan's attention?

He was somewhat annoyed and turned to look at Xu Fan. Fortunately, he hadn't woken up yet.

In fact, Xu Fan also has trouble sleeping in completely unfamiliar environments. When he appears on TV shows, he often wakes up inexplicably in the middle of the night. In his small rented room, he also often wakes up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat.

But in this little room that Fu Qingci had prepared especially for him, he felt very warm. He slept by the window, and a faint warmth wafted through the curtains onto his body. He was also holding a warm little dumpling in his arms. It was so warm and reassuring.

Fu Qingci felt a gaze on her. Looking down, she saw Fu Chun sitting on the ground playing with her toys.

Their eyes met, and it was a little awkward.

Fu Chun thought to herself: My uncle is so mean. He even sneaks into my and Xu Fan's private space to sleep.

Fu Qingci: How did she manage to amuse herself in such a dark environment?

However, after exchanging glances, they quietly left without saying a word.

Fu Qingci checked the time; it was five o'clock, time to prepare dinner.

His sister is such a glutton; she ate so much at lunch, like she was a reincarnated starving ghost. Otherwise, all that leftover food could have been reheated in the microwave and eaten at night.

It is absolutely forbidden to let Xu Fan cook again.

"Uncle, let's order takeout!"

"No, takeout is unhealthy, eat less of it."

"Can't we order stir-fried dishes instead of fried chicken pizza?"

"no."

Although restaurant food contains fewer additives, it's still quite oily. It's okay to eat it at lunchtime, but it's better to eat something lighter in the evening.

The last time he took Xu Fan out to eat was because Xu Fan seemed to be in a bad mood and he wanted to treat him to something nice to cheer him up.

It's okay to eat out once in a while, but it's not good to eat like this every night. Plus, Fu Chun is still young, so she should eat less food from outside.

"But I don't want Xu Fan to cook. He looks so tired. Why don't you cook, Uncle?"

"I don't want Xu Fan to cook either, but I don't know how. I'll give it a try. What would you like to eat?"

"As long as it's edible, it's fine."

Fu Qingci took out her phone and searched for light foods that are good for the stomach.

After looking around, Fu Qingci thought the plain noodles were pretty good.

It's very light, and you can find all the ingredients at home. The steps are also simple. He felt like he could do it after just watching the video.

He picked up his phone and showed it to Fu Chun: "How about we have this for dinner?"

After looking at it, Fu Chun sighed: "This doesn't look appetizing at all."

"Bear with it, Xu Fan is so thin, his stomach must be weak and he can't eat greasy food. Uncle will take you out for a nice meal tomorrow at noon."

"Okay, hurry up and do it. I can help too."

Fu Qingci noticed that Xu Fan was always particularly attentive to her affairs.

This was noodles made for Xu Fan, which is why Fu Chun offered to help.

If he were to eat it, Fu Chun wouldn't utter a sound.

"You don't need to help, I'll do it. It'll be done soon. Go and play for a while."

Fu Qingci confidently fetched water, lit the fire, and cracked in four eggs. He wanted to make a poached egg first, one for himself, one for Fu Chun, and two for Xu Fan.

But the longer they cooked, the worse it got. More and more bubbles appeared in the pot, almost overflowing. Finally, the bubbles subsided, and when I looked, the eggs had either turned into egg drop soup or sunk to the bottom and stuck to the bottom of the pot.

Is frying an egg really that difficult? Fu Qingci has never failed this badly in anything she's ever done in her life.

He had no choice but to throw it all away and start a new pot of water.

It was a waste of four eggs.

Fu Chun had been playing outside the kitchen. When she heard the sound of water being poured, she poked her little head out and looked at Fu Qingci.

"Uncle, why are you pouring it out?"

"Because of failure."

"What are you doing?"

"Fried egg".

"oh."

After asking the question, Fu Chun pulled his head back.

Fu Qingci sighed. Cooking is so difficult. Xu Fan can cook so many dishes. He's really amazing.

Two minutes later, Fu Chun entered the kitchen with a cell phone.

"Uncle, look, here's a recipe for poached eggs that doesn't require a pan."

Fu Qingci looked closely and saw that the person in the video cracked an egg into water, then put it in the microwave. After a few minutes, a white and tender poached egg was ready, which was called a heretical practice.

Fu Qingci thought it was staged, but Fu Chun thought it was real.

"Fine, I'll give it a try." Following the instructions in the video, Fu Qingci clumsily cracked the eggs, put them in a bowl, and then put them in the microwave.

The two stared nervously at the microwave oven. With a "ding!", Fu Qingci took the bowl out.

A perfectly rounded, white, and tender poached egg lies in the bowl.

It actually worked!! Are heretical cultivators that powerful? It seems he's outdated. From now on, when searching for how to make a dish, he shouldn't just search for the recipe, but rather for the heretical method.

With the poached eggs sorted out, things became much simpler. After Fu Qingci finished cooking the remaining eggs, she started cooking noodles. She put the seasonings at the bottom of the bowl, added boiling water, and blanched a few green vegetables when the noodles were almost done cooking.

Finally, add the noodles, vegetables, and poached egg to the soup, and it's done.

Fu Chun swallowed hard. To be honest, it looked alright, although it was nowhere near as good as what Xu Fan had made.

Fu Qingci asked Fu Chun to try the taste. Fu Chun picked up a little bit and put it in her mouth. It was a very light taste, not bad.

"How is it?"

Fu Chun nodded: "It's alright, I can eat it."

Fu Qingci breathed a sigh of relief. If Fu Chun said it was alright, then it was pretty good.

"You can eat here slowly."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going upstairs to eat with Xu Fan."

Fu Chun objected: "Then I want to go too!"

Fu Qingci replied calmly, "I only have two hands, enough to hold two bowls of noodles. You can't carry the noodles yourself, they're too hot."

Fu Chun slurped up a big mouthful of noodles with a vicious gruffness. Damn uncle!

Fu Qingci carried two bowls of noodles to the second-floor restaurant, put them down, and then went to Xu Fan's room.

Xu Fan was still asleep, and sleeping soundly, her face flushed.

Fu Qingci looked at him gently and smiled. It seemed he had done a good job; at least Xu Fan was sleeping well in this place.

Fu Qingci patted Xu Fan's head and said gently, "Xu Fan, get up and eat."

He didn't wake up, so Fu Qingci could only gently pinch his rosy cheeks. Xu Fan's skin was very smooth, but his face was so thin that there was hardly any flesh on it.

"Xu Fan, it's time to eat."

Xu Fan rubbed his eyes and replied groggily, "Okay..."

He then slowly sat up and saw Fu Qingci's face. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked at the sky outside the curtains.

"Oh no! It's so late, I need to hurry up and bake some snacks!"

Xu Fan stood up anxiously.

Fu Qingci held Xu Fan's hand and spoke to him slowly: "It's evening, how about we make some snacks another day? I also fell asleep this afternoon and couldn't wake you up in time, I'm sorry. Let's eat something light tonight, I cooked you some noodles..."

Xu Fan was still a little confused about what Fu Qingci had said, then obediently replied, "Okay, Brother Fu, no need to apologize, your rest is the most important thing..."

As they spoke, the two arrived at the restaurant, and Xu Fan's eyes lit up when he saw the two bowls of noodles on the table.

"Brother Fu, did you make this? You're amazing!"

He genuinely thought Fu Qingci was amazing; not only was she beautiful, but she was also very capable at work and could even cook.

How can there be such a perfect person in the world?

What he didn't know was that the person he considered perfect had just ruined four eggs down there.

Egg: Who will speak up for me?

"Hmm, want to try some?" Fu Qingci handed the chopsticks to Xu Fan, then pushed the bowl with two eggs in it in front of Xu Fan.

Xu Fan took the chopsticks, picked up a fried egg, took a bite, and immediately exclaimed, "So delicious!"

That's giving Xu Fan way too much face. He probably didn't even taste the flavor in such a small bite.

Fu Qingci also took a bite; it was just so-so. He'd have to ask his online friends or the cooks for advice more often in the future.