Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 470 "Son" Brings Meals

The bamboo grove courtyard has returned to tranquility.

Ye Fan sat alone in the rattan chair, his injured left foot carefully placed on a low stool, holding in his hands the cup of tea that Miao Zi had brewed before leaving, which was still warm.

The morning sunlight had become warm and bright, casting dappled, swaying shadows on him through the sparse bamboo leaves.

Taking advantage of a rare moment of leisure, he picked up his phone, swiped his finger across the screen, and began contacting the important women in his life one by one.

Xu Yunshu and Chen Wanyu are currently soaring at an altitude of 10,000 meters, operating an international flight.

Ye Fan chatted with them for a few minutes, listening to their stories of what they had seen and heard at a foreign airport and the fatigue of their long flights, and a sense of longing welled up in his heart—

It has indeed been a while since we last met.

Greetings across time zones, carrying concern from the cloud.

Then, he took the initiative to open Xie Wanning's chat window.

The message was sent and received a reply almost instantly.

On the other side of the screen, Xie Wanning, dressed in a professional suit from a 4S store, stood in the gleaming Ferrari showroom. When she saw Ye Fan's message, a surprised smile instantly bloomed on her face.

She hadn't received any news from Ye Fan for a very long time, and a slight sense of loss at being forgotten even quietly arose in her heart.

At that moment, the sudden contact and the promise to "come see you in a few days" seemed to brighten her mood for the entire day.

Even through the screen, you could feel her excited yet slightly coquettish response.

The two chatted casually about their recent situations, and a relaxed and tacit atmosphere flowed between the lines.

Ye Fan sent Chen Chulin another greeting message.

This "senior" seems to be caught up in the busy vortex of graduation season. Her reply was rather brief, revealing the pressure of her thesis and defense.

Ye Fan understood and didn't talk any further, only telling her to take care of herself and get some rest.

Finally, he remembered Jiang Wanyi, whom he had met at the school gate, who was from Jinling Normal University across the street.

A simple greeting message was sent, and the other party replied instantly.

Time slipped away quietly amidst the tapping of fingertips and the dim light of the screen, and before we knew it, it was almost 11 a.m.

Familiar footsteps and playful noises came from outside the courtyard gate.

Li Yifeng's signature voice, with a slightly smug tone, approached from afar: "Son—! Daddy's brought you imperial food! See how good Daddy is to you? Aren't you touched?"

He and Shi Kai swaggered in, carrying several takeout bags printed with the cafeteria's logo.

Ye Fan didn't even look up, slowly sipped his tea, and said in a steady voice with a hint of playful satisfaction, "Sigh, my son has really grown up and become sensible. He even knows to bring his old father food now."

He paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over Shi Kai, and continued, "Hmm, you even knew to bring your Uncle Shi Kai along to show your filial piety. Not bad, not bad, worthy of praise! I'll buy you candy later."

Li Yifeng's smug smile froze instantly. He opened his mouth to retort, but found that he was always at a disadvantage when it came to arguing about "recognizing a father."

He scoffed and decisively chose to shut up tactically, turning his grief and anger into action, quickly spreading out the takeout boxes one by one on the wooden table in the yard.

As soon as the lid was lifted, the aroma of the food immediately filled the air.

A quick stir-fry featuring glistening minced meat and eggplant, an enticing reddish-brown sauce, braised pork trotters stewed until tender and falling off the bone, and vibrant green celery paired with succulent beef.

Shi Kai carefully opened the thermos he was carrying, and a rich, milky-white fish soup mixed with the aroma of tofu wafted out – it was a delicious tofu and fish soup.

The standard cafeteria meal of three dishes and one soup looked especially tempting under the sunlight and bamboo shadows.

Ye Fan didn't stand on ceremony and started eating as soon as he picked up his chopsticks.

The pig's trotters melt in your mouth, and the eggplant mixed with rice is incredibly fragrant.

He took a few bites and casually asked, "Have you two eaten yet?"

"I've already eaten with Fan Ge," Shi Kai answered honestly. "I ate in the cafeteria and then packed it up for you."

"Hmm." Ye Fan nodded and continued to focus on finishing his "patient meal".

Although the taste wasn't as good as last night's barbecue or this morning's seafood porridge, it was convenient and my roommate's thoughtfulness made it all worthwhile.

Li Yifeng couldn't stay still, so he rolled his eyes and went back into the house.

Before long, they actually brought out the entire heavy solid wood tea tray from the living room!

He slammed the kettle down on the table, expertly found the electric kettle, filled it with water, and started boiling it. Then, he began to meticulously arrange the tea set.

Judging from their posture, they were preparing to have an "afternoon tea party" in the courtyard, as if Ye Fan was not an injured person, but a distinguished guest on vacation.

Shi Kai sat quietly to the side, watching Li Yifeng fuss around, a simple and honest smile on his face.

In the small courtyard, the aroma of tea will soon mingle with the smell of food.

......

A dozen minutes later.

Ye Fan put down his chopsticks and let out a satisfied sigh.

Although the food in the cafeteria was simple, it was still palatable.

He took the warm water that Li Yifeng handed him at the right time, rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and leaned lazily back in the rattan chair, his injured left foot still resting on the low stool.

The afternoon was long, and luckily I had no classes today.

Sunlight filters through the bamboo leaves, casting dappled, dancing spots of light across the courtyard.

Ye Fan, Li Yifeng, and Shi Kai sat around a tea tray, holding warm teacups, and began their unique, endless "bragging" time in the boys' dormitory.

The topics ranged from games to football, from school gossip to social news, and finally to history.

Li Yifeng hissed contentedly as he slurped up a mouthful of scalding hot tea, then looked around the tranquil and elegant courtyard and sighed sincerely:

"Old Ye, this place is so comfortable! I don't even want to go back to the dorm now! You have no idea, Xiao Ji's foot..."

He made an exaggerated expression of suffocation: "It's practically a biological weapon! Just opening the door once and the smell would be enough to marinate you!"

Shi Kai, standing to the side, nodded vigorously, his face filled with an expression of "I understand deeply, I can't bear to look back," as if that terrible smell was lingering in his nostrils again.

Ye Fan, holding his teacup, smiled casually: "Come on if you want. There's enough space. We cook here every day."

His tone was relaxed, but then he changed his tone, giving a half-joking, half-serious warning:

"But let me make this clear first: if you two really plan to freeload here, then you'd better get back to washing and chopping vegetables and doing the work! Don't act like royalty every day, waiting for everything to be done while Xian Zuling does all the work. She's not your maid."

Li Yifeng chuckled and patted his chest, assuring everyone, "Don't worry! I'll be in charge! A genuine Sichuan chef, I'll show you what 'the Flaming Mountain on your tongue' truly means! I guarantee it'll be so spicy it'll make your soul leave your body!"

Ye Fan rolled his eyes at him without any politeness: "Give me a break! Your 'spicy' experience is fine for an occasional thrill."

He paused deliberately, then slowly added, "If it happens too often, I'm afraid my fragile little body won't be able to handle it!"