The group’s favorite Xiao Long Bao: seven brothers and uncles love it to the extreme

"Okay, let's eat first." Ms. Cao greeted them.

Chang Maoming followed Taoist Ma and the others to eat in the outside room, while Mr. Cao and several children ate in the inner room.

The food is pretty good, with both meat and vegetables, and the ingredients are fresh.

Although Yuntai Temple is a Taoist temple, they can get married and eat meat, and there are not many taboos.

In the words of Ma Daoye, what they cultivate is the Taoist heart, and the rest is external.

Cao Yingying was very happy. She was so obsessed with it that she could even eat chicken drumsticks when she came out.

Long Baoer also ate two bowls of rice before he put down his chopsticks with satisfaction. The food here was particularly delicious and had a special aroma.

When Ms. Cao heard Long Baoer say it was delicious, she asked her about it.

After asking about it, I found out that it turned out to be wild vegetables, buds and bamboo shoots from the mountains that the young Taoist priests picked in spring and autumn, as well as vegetables grown in the vegetable garden at the foot of the mountain.

The vegetables are ordinary vegetables, but the ones that can't be eaten all become dried vegetables. Take it out at this time, soak it again, heat the oil and cook it, and you will have dishes with unique flavors.

But it needs to be soaked for enough time, otherwise it will be difficult to bite.

"If Long Bao'er likes to eat, we will have someone make some next year." Ms. Cao said with a smile.

Now Mr. Cao has also begun to learn to pamper the little girl.

Although at first, I did not like this child. But after long-term contact, Yingying and Long Baoer were together, and many of their bad habits were corrected.

Others got tired of Yingying and just avoided her and ignored her. Over time, Yingying became more and more left-wing.

But Long Baoer is different. Her methods often make Yingying jump, but they are very effective.

Now Yingying is much more obedient and sensible than before. She no longer rolls around on the floor and loses her temper. She even doesn’t eat as much as she did before.

Not to mention that when Yingying was bullied in the palace, it was Long Baoer who stood up to protect her.

Mrs. Cao loves both the house and the crow. As long as she treats Yingying well, she will also love her.

It was getting darker and darker inside the house, but it was a little brighter outside because the ground was covered with a layer of silvery white snow.

Mrs. Cao and her three children finished eating and rested in the living room. Chang Maoming came in and threw away a book, leaving homework for the three children to memorize, and whispered a few words to Mr. Cao.

"What, you really want to go?" Ms. Cao stood up in shock.

"Go and come back. Don't worry, the snow has stopped." Chang Maoming said, "To your husband, it's nothing."

Chang Maoming's kung fu is very good, and he can climb down the mountain with no difficulty at all.

Especially when Long Baoer asked him to go there in person, his heart suddenly moved.

The little girl is so young. If she can have any thoughts, there must be some secret.

This afternoon, he and Ma Daoye were either chatting about Yi'er or Long Bao'er, knowing that his brother-in-law's little niece was extraordinary.

"Okay." Although Cao was reluctant to give up, he also knew that he could not control Chang Maoming and could only keep telling him back and forth.

"Look, you are still so young, why are you nagging?" Chang Maoming chuckled.

"You are still young." Cao said in a low voice.

"When I say young, I mean young. Just being in your thirties doesn't matter. Look at my mother, isn't she still very young?" Chang Maoming said in a low voice.

"You still dare to arrange for me, mother." Mrs. Cao slapped Chang Maoming's hand away in shame and annoyance, "I will go to mother and file a complaint against you when I get back!"

"I said Mom is young, and she will only be happy, so she won't scold me." Chang Maoming said with a smile, "Okay, keep an eye on the three of them studying, I'll be back soon."

Chang Maoming said he would be back soon, but until the three children memorized their books and went to bed, they did not wait for Chang Maoming to come back.

The three children were asleep, but Mrs. Cao couldn't sleep. When she heard some movement outside that night, she would put on her clothes and go outside to take a look, but she didn't sleep well at all.

It wasn't until there was enough daylight that Chang Maoming slapped the doors and windows with a chill all over him.

Ms. Cao immediately stood up and quickly stepped forward to open the door, "Why did you come back?"

"You woke up so quickly and didn't sleep all night?"

"How can I sleep well without you?" Ms. Cao complained.

This is not Zhenyuan's Mansion. Although there are soldiers living not far from them, they still feel uneasy.

"It's my fault." Chang Maoming shook off the cold air on his body and talked to Mr. Cao about what happened that night.

After the scholar left the cave, he returned home successfully, but his wife was seriously ill and did not improve at all even after taking medicine.

When Chang Maoming took people there, the scholar was really anxious.

Chang Maoming was proficient in pharmacology and quickly re-prescribed the medicine and mixed the medicines bought by the scholar to make a new prescription.

After drinking this dose, it was really good. Chang Maoming came back when he saw that nothing happened.

"You are kind-hearted." Mrs. Cao yawned and went to sleep.

"Hey, I went to the right place this time. Although this scholar is just a scholar, he is quite experienced in magic. I have already made an agreement with him that when we leave, they will go with us. Capital City.”

Chang Maoming was still talking excitedly, but Cao had already fallen asleep.

When he woke up the next day, the scholar had arrived at the temple and came to thank Chang Maoming in person, as well as Yu Baoer and the other children.

Although he didn't sleep all night, the scholar was still very energetic.

"How is your wife?"

"Back to Madam, Zhuojing is already well. I drank two bowls of porridge in the morning." The scholar bowed his head to Mr. Cao and said respectfully.

"Why do you only drink gruel?" Ms. Cao frowned.

Chang Maoming smiled and said, "It's good to eat something light when you're recovering from a serious illness."

Mrs. Cao reacted and pursed her lips, "Eat light to relieve the heat, but also eat something nutritious. I happened to have bought some more medicinal materials at home. When I return to the capital, I will send someone to deliver them to you."

The scholar wanted to refuse, but finally accepted.

The next day, it was sunny after the snow.

It snowed heavily last night, with a thick layer on the ground. Several children happily had a snowball fight.

Even though Yingying is big, Long Baoer is still miserable.

Long Baoer's goal was small, and Yingying's goal was just a living target. Yingying was so angry that she said she didn't want to play anymore, but she couldn't bear it.

There was a lively snowball fight, and after they had enough fun, they saw Qinglang waving to them.

Several people ran over and found Qinglang holding several roasted sweet potatoes in his arms.

Several people were sitting by the window of the living room, looking at the snowy scene outside, each of them holding a piece of sweet potato and gnawing on it.

"Is it delicious?" Qinglang asked several people.

"Delicious!" The three little guys nodded.

"Well, does anyone want to become a disciple? You can eat roasted sweet potatoes every day!" Qinglang said seductively.

"Eating roasted sweet potatoes every day?" Cao Yingying was the first to express her displeasure.

It's not enough to eat big chicken drumsticks every day.

Yi'er also shook his head.

He already had a master, Ma Daoye, so it was impossible for him to accept someone else as his master. Still, just for a few roasted sweet potatoes, his master had to beat him.

"What about you?" Qinglang suppressed his excitement and asked Long Baoer.