who called him an onion essence

In such remote places, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, so the management of household registration is not so strict.Coupled with the relationship, the child's household registration problem was quickly resolved.

Yang Sheng went to the village head's house on purpose and gave some gifts, just as a heartfelt gift.The village chief smiled and told him an anecdote about applying for a household registration: "...Old Chen also asked 'what is this kid called Onion', and I was so angry that I knocked him on the head!"

"Smart Cong." Yang Sheng touched his nose.

The child didn't have much feeling for this homonymous name, but he didn't quite understand what a household registration was. He held his notebook and looked at Yang Sheng for a while, and at the village head who was half lying on the rattan chair for a while.Aunt Yuzhen lovingly touched the little knot on his head, where the rice bag rope had been replaced with a serious hair rope. The hair rope was brought from Yang Sheng's neighbor's house, with a small bow hanging on it. , exceptionally cute.

The village chief noticed the child, ah no, Yang Cong's gaze was very satisfied: "Go back to the city and check the child, this is a big problem with talking."

Yang Sheng nodded: "Sure." As he spoke, he rubbed the child's head, telling him not to just focus on eating sweets.

The disturbed Yang Cong pushed his hand away: "Ah!"

Aunt Yuzhen handed over the fruit with drops of water. Seeing the child eating with white teeth, she was very happy: "This child has a good face, so he must be blessed. Ah Sheng, if you are looking for a wife in the future, you can't I treated the child badly." After she finished speaking, she frowned, then frowned again, "Did you hear that?"

Yang Sheng seemed to know the reason for the change in his aunt's expression, so he smiled honestly and didn't answer.This reaction was not because he would abuse the child, but because that "wife" would never exist.He had no interest in those women, much less imagined sleeping in bed with any of them and raising children.

Yang Cong raised his head when he heard his name, his face was covered with juice: "Huh?"

"It's none of your business, it's delicious." Yang Sheng deliberately put on a straight face and touched the child's cheek.

Yang Cong sat up obediently and gnawed the fruit with both hands, like a little squirrel.

Aunt Yuzhen smiled and said, "This kid likes fruit." She looked at Yang Cong as she spoke, "Is it sweet? Do you want more?"

The clever one lifted off his clothes, rubbed his stomach, and shook his head regretfully: "Ah..." The little stomach was already bulging, and it couldn't eat anymore.

"Haha, people at this age like to eat snacks." The village chief was also happy to see Yang Cong's white and cute appearance, "Ah Sheng, stay with Xiao Cong for dinner."

Yang Sheng was helpless: "No, uncle, there are still fish in the pond, right?"

The village chief heard his intention to change the subject, and angrily tapped the back of his hand with a half-cold pipe: "Why are you being polite to your uncle! Forget it, you like it...there are many fish in the pond, grass carp and carp have."

"Yeah?" The little head leaned over, as if asking what a fish is.

"Eat." Yang Sheng gently pushed a small one away with his palm, telling him to sit still and not fall.

After chatting for a while, Aunt Yuzhen was about to cook, but Yang Sheng and the child were not allowed to stay after several attempts, so she turned and went into the kitchen angrily.The village chief hummed a ditty, found his own bucket and fishing net and stuffed them in, and specially told Yang Sheng to take care of the children with him.

The pond in the village is beside the sloping land. It is not big, but it is connected to the river. The fish in it swim in groups, shaking their heads and tails, not afraid of people at all.After a whole afternoon of sunshine, the water in the pool was not cold. Yang Sheng took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers and walked into the pond.Yang Cong was too young, so he was ordered to sit under the shade of a tree and play with the grass by his feet.The plastic bucket on the side was half filled with water, and after Yang Cong stripped away the grass in a small area, he began to damage the water.

When Yang Sheng came back with the net, the blades of grass in the bucket were sinking and floating, so he had to dump it.Yang Cong smiled guilty, with his hands behind his back, not daring to let Yang Sheng see him.Looking at his behavior, Yang Sheng felt helpless, threw two or three fish into the bucket, and carried Yang Cong to the pool to wash his claws.

Yang Cong got his wish. Although he was caught, he finally squatted on the bank and played in the pool, feeling very happy.A small face was tense, for fear of being noticed.However, Yang Sheng would not be really angry, and Yang Cong was very confident about it.

Yang Sheng, who always feels like he is doting on children: "..."

It was Yang Sheng's whim to come to catch fish. After learning that the child has an "identity" that can be advertised outside, he wanted to take him to try various things.It's a pity that little Yang Cong still didn't want to learn to speak, he opened his mouth and babbled, and he didn't know when he would call him uncle.

Different from the stern-faced Yang Sheng, Yang Cong was in high spirits. He not only took the opportunity to play in the water, but also picked up stones to hit the small fish swimming not far away.A lot of the splashed water hit him, and even affected Yang Sheng who was beside him——Yang Cong hurriedly glanced guiltyly at Yang Sheng, who had a colder expression, and moved his little feet to the other side, trying to stay away.

Noticing his small movements, Yang Sheng's face froze, and he almost didn't tense up. In the end, he had no choice but to hold a small one, and led him to catch fish by hand: "In the future, you are not allowed to...cough, sneak to the water's edge by yourself." No matter what Ponds, rivers outside, or bathtubs at home are not allowed.

Because of Yang Sheng's strong body, he put his arm around Yang Cong with one hand and held the fishing net in the other without any effort.The child in his arms kept wanting to lean against the water, which didn't make him feel the slightest hardship, but the hands holding his waist increased strength, forcing the mischievous Yang Cong to settle down.

There are some small fish on the shore, and occasionally a few shrimps, all of which were caught.Yang Cong concentrated his attention, watching the lively fish in the net, and refused to take his eyes off.

On the way back, Yang Cong was still staring obsessively at the fish and shrimp in the bucket. There were not many of them, and Yang Sheng picked out the fattest ones and brought them back.Even though he is a plant, Yang Cong not only does not reject the fishy smell, but also happily chases after Yang Sheng.It was evening, and the villagers came home from the fields one after another, walking in twos and threes and gossiping together. When they met Yang Sheng and the other two, they were even more surprised by the child he had never seen beside him.

Yang Sheng felt a little uneasy, but he didn't panic. He patted the shy Yang Cong reassuringly, and explained to others: "The adopted one is now my nephew."

People in the village more or less knew about Yang Sheng's indifference towards his family, and some people who were close to him had already expected it. Although it was a pity, it was Yang Sheng's own decision after all, and it was inconvenient for them to say more.Now that there is an extra child, the topic naturally falls on the child: "He looks good! He looks smart!"

"You're still young." Yang Sheng's eyes changed slightly, revealing a hint of pride.

In addition to adults, there are also children from various families who are interested in Yang Cong.Compared with Yang Cong, they seemed more lively, running around, some of them tried to call out Yang Cong who was hiding behind Yang Sheng, but they all failed without exception.Yang Cong has no feelings for these noisy little boys, especially the other party thinks he is a little girl, which in Yang Cong's mind is a sign of bad eyesight.

After returning home, Yang Cong still didn't speak, and quietly followed Yang Sheng, watching him open up those fish.He was so brave that he was not afraid at all, and even leaned over and poked the dead fish's eyes with his fingers.As for the remaining shrimps that were probably used as his toys, Yang Sheng didn't pay much attention to them, leaving them to swim around in the bucket.

Yang Sheng's own taste is too heavy, but there are children in the family, so eating more seasonings at a young age is not good for your health.So, after thinking about it, he decided to make a steamed fish dish, adding some scallions and ginger, a little cooking wine, salt and soy sauce, and the aroma will be tangy after cooking for more than 20 minutes.

Yang Cong, who was hungry, sniffed, and his little hands gripped Yang Sheng's trouser legs tighter.

There was also pork brought from Aunt Yuzhen, and Yang Sheng cooked it together. Together with green vegetables and a piece of cured meat, a large plate of steamed meat pies was soon on the table.

It will be fine weather, with a crescent moon hanging high outside the window and a cool evening breeze.

The steamed fish that was emitting white smoke was full of flavor, Yang Sheng picked out the fattest piece of fish belly, picked out the bones, and coaxed Yang Cong to open his mouth.Yang Cong was busy eating rice, but when he saw that Yang Sheng wanted to feed him, he quickly swallowed the meatloaf and took a big bite of the fish belly: "Aww!" The fish is very tender and dipped in a little sauce, so delicious that Yang Cong After eating the whole piece, I couldn't help but lick the corners of my mouth, and then I was fed cheek meat again.All the best parts of a fish went into Yang Cong's stomach. Realizing this, he raised his head to meet Yang Sheng's gaze, then picked up a spoon and poked a piece of fish with great difficulty. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched it out to Yang Sheng's mouth : "...Su"

Yang Sheng was shocked: "What?"

Yang Cong blushed: "Su, Susu..." It was the first time he really called out to someone, and he was too unskilled.

"Call again." Yang Sheng ate the fish whole with his hands, without tasting the taste, and his heart was full of the immature voice of the child just now.

"Susu!" Yang Cong shouted in embarrassment.

Hearing this sound, Yang Sheng suddenly grinned and hugged the awkward little one happily: "It's uncle, uncle."

"Uncle Su?"

"uncle."

"Uncle—!" The child learned quickly.

In this way, as if he had mastered a new skill, from dinner to before going to bed, the child kept chasing Yang Sheng and shouting, crazy with joy.

Yang Sheng didn't get bored, he responded when the other party shouted.

……

Originally, he planned to go back after the child got his household registration, but the child suddenly wanted to learn to speak. Yang Sheng stayed in the village for half a month longer, not only patiently teaching Yang Cong to speak every day, but also taking him around to play.

After his stature settled down, Yang Cong changed into the clothes that fit him bought by the other party, instead of wearing a T-shirt that was as big as a skirt.At the same time, he became more and more fluent in speaking. From the beginning, he could only spit out a few words, and now he can speak a whole sentence without reminding him, which is a rapid improvement.Yang Sheng once again realized that he had raised a little monster, which looked silly, but was actually very smart, and it would not take long for him to be on the same starting line as ordinary children.

When the time comes to return to the city, Yang Cong must go to school. Before that, Yang Sheng must teach him some common sense of life.But there is no rush now, thinking that the child will soon be carrying a big schoolbag to do his homework diligently, Yang Sheng hopes that during this time in the village, he can play wildly and get in touch with nature more.

Yang Cong really liked to run around more, as long as he was with Yang Sheng, he felt sweet in his heart no matter what he did, like stealing a whole can of brown sugar.Of course, Yang Cong hadn't tasted that smell since he secretly dug up a few pieces of brown sugar that day and was found. He was so angry that he hid at the foot of the bed and cried. The spicy smell made Yang Sheng choke up.But the anger was short-lived, and soon he forgot about the brown sugar, and ate the fruit that Yang Sheng had picked for him with great enjoyment.

The water and soil in the village are good, and the melons and fruits are sweet. Yang Sheng tried his best to make people fat, so that Yang Cong ate the main meal and filled his pockets with snacks, and his mouth never stopped.But everything he ate was saved, Yang Cong was still a little one, his skin had turned white, his dependence on water was lower, and he didn't feel uncomfortable in the sun.

It was a cloudy day, one big and one small nestled in the old house, Yang Sheng was cleaning, and Yang Cong had already cleverly found the book that was left under the bed and stuffed it under the luggage.Yang Sheng knew it well, so he didn't want to reveal his little secret. He turned his back to the excited little one, and moved his shoulders, probably because he couldn't bear to laugh.

Yang Cong was smart in other aspects, but he didn't doubt Yang Sheng, so it was normal for him to be cheated.He thought he hid the book well, and he sat on the chair with his little feet dangling triumphantly.

Yang Sheng wiped the cabinets in the living room, looked back, and found that Yang Cong was still laughing, he walked over helplessly and rubbed his little head: "Come help."

"Uncle!" Yang Cong became lazy and looked at Yang Sheng pretending to be puzzled.

However, the other party was unmoved: "You understand."

Yang Cong also tried to bite his finger to pretend to be stupid. Seeing that Yang Sheng seemed to be angry, he quickly withdrew his little hand to wipe his clothes, and obediently climbed down.

Yang Sheng: "..."

Most of the house was cleaned, and there were some corners left. Yang Sheng handed his child a rag and asked him to wipe the tables and chairs within reach.Yang Cong twitched his mouth, walked to the place where he was sitting pitifully, thinking that it would be worthless after being transformed into a human being, and when he was still a vase flower, it was enough to drink water and bask in the moonlight every day, there was no need to do it at all. live.Yang Sheng noticed the change in this guy's mood, not to mention the faint spicy smell lingering around, and said: "Enough playing, I have to go back." So I have to pack up the things in the old house, I don't know what will be the next time I come back when.

Hearing this, Yang Cong turned his head and blinked: "No, don't you live here?"

"Live in the city." Yang Sheng squatted on the ground, holding a screwdriver to repair the loose cabinet door, the muscle arc on his arm was very obvious, "I live with you, not here."

"You and I..." Yang Cong tilted his head, but his hands kept moving, "I like this place."

Yang Sheng could hear the nostalgia in his words, but he had been in the village for too long, and the braised vegetable shop had been closed for a long time, and he didn't know if the cats hanging around outside would return to the cat's nest in the corridor to sleep on time.He didn't plan to stay any longer—"There are also interesting things in the city." Yang Sheng comforted, "I haven't seen them before, there are many, many."

Yang Cong thought for a while: "Play with uncle." If Yang Sheng also went back, he would definitely go back.

"Ah."