Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 226 Next Time...

Chapter 226 Next Time... (Bonus Chapter for 500 Monthly Tickets)

Fang Yan, who had rolled from the bed to the floor and was hugging Monini and snuggling into the Nine-Tailed Fox's arms, felt like she couldn't breathe and opened her eyes.

They discovered that Kurama was resting its head on their chest.

Fang Yan struggled to escape from the Nine-Tailed Fox's head, gasping for air.

Since Nine-Tails can only sleep on the floor after evolving, Fang Yan specially installed blankets on the floor of the room to make Nine-Tails more comfortable.

Nine-Tailed Fox was awakened by Fang Yan's movements and opened its fox eyes to look at Fang Yan in confusion.

What's wrong with you?

Fang Yan rolled her eyes at it, "Don't you know your own weight? You're rubbing your head against my chest."

Nine-Tailed Fox chuckled.

Then it stretched out its fox head and gently rubbed against Fang Yan's chest.

Fang Yan grabbed the fox's head and began to roughly squeeze and knead it.

"How cute, Nine-Tailed Fox."

Nine-Tails was even happier.

Monini woke up, got up from the floor, and came to Fangyan, opening her little hands.

Fang Yan laughed and picked up Monini.

"Morini, Morini, how can there be such a cute and sensible Pokémon? If it weren't for you, our breeding center would probably be starving."

Fang Yan lifted Monini high and said with a smile.

"Coo coo coo~"

The Gengar, standing nearby, "pretended" to cooperate, making a sound from its stomach.

Fangyan glanced at it, and it patted its little belly shyly.

whee.

The room was instantly filled with joyful laughter.

Fang Yan stood up. There was no sign of Snow Child in the room. Because the weather was getting colder, Snow Child preferred to spend the night outside, so it went to the lake area to spend the night with Laplace and the others, where the night temperature would be more suitable for it.

It will be better when winter comes and it snows.

Fang Yan went to the balcony, took a deep breath, stretched, and thought to himself.

"Good morning, Zhulan. What would you like for breakfast?"

After greeting Cynthia, who was sitting across from him reading a book, Fang Yan asked.

Cynthia smiled and said, "Have some porridge."

"Okay, got it."

After breakfast, Fang Yan sat on the back of the Nine-Tailed Fox and then took Shana to school with the milk.

Carrying the groceries she had bought, Fang Yan put them in the kitchen, went to the lake area, jumped onto her brother's back, and went to Cynthia's side.

"Winter is coming soon, shall we make dumplings for lunch?"

"Dumplings? Is that Japanese food again?"

Cynthia closed the book, took off her glasses, and asked.

"Um."

Fang Yan nodded. "It seems like I haven't had dumplings since I came here."

Fang Yan lay on Laplace's back, gazing at the sky, muttering to himself.

Looking at him, Cynthia felt a pang of sympathy for him.

"Great! I'm really looking forward to it. It seems like all the food in Donghuang is delicious; there's practically nothing bad about it."

Fang Yan sat up instantly. "Of course! Let me tell you, the Eastern Alliance—"

When Fang Yan was talking to Cynthia about the Eastern Region, he got more and more excited and started talking about other places.

Cynthia didn't mind the noise; she just listened quietly to the dialect, occasionally asking questions or showing great interest.

The Sinnoh region is separated from the Touhou region by a sea, so perhaps the dialects are homesick.

Cynthia thought to herself.

Then I just sat there and listened quietly.

After speaking in dialect, he looked at Cynthia, who was listening quietly, and felt a little embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Sorry, was it too noisy? Did it disturb your reading?"

Cynthia tilted her head and asked in confusion, "Why apologize? I was already very interested in the Eastern Alliance, and after hearing what you said, I'm even more interested. This is knowledge that you can't learn from books."

Fang Yan listened to Cynthia's words and was stunned for a long time before laughing.

"Thank you, Zhulan."

"You're welcome, Uncle~"

Cynthia deliberately dragged out the last syllable.

Seeing the expression on Fang Yan's face, Cynthia smiled happily.

Together with Miss Skirt and the others.

Fang Yan pretended to punch her, then patted his brother's head.

"Would you like to try making dumplings?"

Cynthia's eyes lit up. "Is it okay?"

"Come on, I'll teach you."

Cynthia jumped ashore, handed the book and glasses to Garchomp, and followed Fangyan to the kitchen.

After doing the preliminary work, Fangyan took a piece of dough in his hand, rolled it out with the wooden stick that Gengar had bought but never used, then put the filling on it and pinched it closed.

That's it.

"See, it's very simple."

Cynthia nodded. "Get up, let me try."

Fang Yan gave up his spot, and then Cynthia imitated Fang Yan's earlier actions. In the end, because she put in too much filling, she tried to fix things by robbing Peter to pay Paul, resulting in a mess.

Fang Yan held her breath, trying hard not to laugh.

Garchomp, who was standing nearby, accidentally chuckled. Cynthia narrowed her eyes, and Garchomp instantly drew its scythe, holding it to Fang Yan's neck.

You still dare to laugh?

dialect:----

Lord Qingtang, I'm innocent!

Finally, Cynthia looked at the dialect and made a few more, then tried it herself for a while, and was finally able to make decent dumplings.

"I'm really exhausted."

Cynthia looked at the dumplings she had made, nodded in satisfaction, and said with her hands on her hips.

"You've really exhausted Miss Zhulan. Leave the rest to me."

Cynthia handed over the main seat to Fangyan and Monini with satisfaction, and then found a new spot with Gengar and the others to make dumplings together.

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief after finishing wrapping the last dumpling. The entire kitchen was piled high with dumplings.

Monini wiped the sweat from her forehead and drew three white lines on her forehead. Fang Yan couldn't help but laugh. Seeing that Xirona and the others were still making dumplings, he picked up Monini and walked over.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

All sorts of strangely shaped dumplings are lying on the table.

There's a pig, shaped like a Gengar, shaped like a nine-tailed fox, and even shaped like sweet and sour pork!

Garchomp is even worse.

It was a dumpling as big as a face.

It's filled with minced meat.

"Kah!"

What are you looking at? Any objections?

Fang Yan shook his head, "No, no."

After finishing making the animal dumplings, Cynthia looked up and saw that her face was covered in flour.

The Gengar around them were the same, especially Gengar, which had already reached Mega Evolution.

Fang Yan took a deep breath and then exhaled.

Don't get angry, don't get angry.

"All wrapped?"

Fang Yan asked gently.

"Um.

Cynthia nodded.

"Kou Jie—"

yeah!

"Laji~"

"Ni~"

Let's cook dumplings then!

Glug glug.

The dumplings were ready, and everyone, including the Pokémon, enjoyed them very much.

"It really is delicious."

Cynthia was satisfied and ate a dumpling shaped like sweet and sour pork.

Garchomp, meanwhile, was eating its enormous dumpling by itself.

Seeing the reluctance on Cynthia's face, Fang Yan smiled and said, "Shall I pack some for you to take with you?"

"Um."

A bright smile returned to Cynthia's face.

After the meal, Fangyan packed some dumplings and gave them to Gengar to take to Miss Goth and the children in the after-school program. Then, he asked Dali, Erli, and Sanli to take some to share with Officer Jenny, Nurse Joy, Grandpa and Grandma Moji, and Grandpa Yuba.

Finally, Fang Yan brought several insulated boxes, packed them in a bag, and came to Cynthia, handing them to her.

"Next time you come over, let's make steamed buns together."

"it is good."

Cynthia took the dumpling and jumped onto Garchomp's back.

"Bamboo Orchid".

Cynthia looked down at Fang Yan.

"next time----"

Fang Cheng stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"I asked, Cynthia."

Fang Cheng laughed, "It's alright, I look forward to your next visit."

Cynthia: "Okay~"