who called him an onion essence

The night before he left, Yang Sheng cooked all the leftover meat and vegetables, even the few onions. After all, he was not of the same kind as his own children, so he didn't feel any resistance at all.Yang Cong didn't particularly resist, and happily ate a meal of onion stewed beef, which made Yang Sheng, who was a little worried that he would not like it at first, very speechless.

It didn't take long to pack the luggage, so Yang Sheng started packing before going to bed.Yang Cong, who had been watching his movements, was startled immediately, and threw himself on the suitcase to prevent Yang Sheng from pouring out the things.Yang Sheng was just teasing him on purpose. After asking several times, seeing that Yang Cong was getting more and more guilty, he pretended to give up and put the folded clothes in the box.Yang Cong breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and actively helped Yang Sheng... using various things to cover the books wrapped in plastic bags at the bottom.Oh, Yang Cong secretly took the plastic bag from the kitchen. It was originally used to hold vegetables, but Yang Cong washed it and dried it to avoid leaving any traces.

Early the next morning, Yang Sheng woke up the child who was curled up into a caterpillar under the blanket, one big and one small together washed, had breakfast, and prepared to leave the village with their luggage.There were few people on the road, so Yang Sheng told the village chief and Aunt Yuzhen early on that he was leaving, so he greeted the villagers he met and left directly.The one with the tricycle in the village is the son of my uncle’s family. He looks shrewd, but he is actually kind-hearted, and he refuses to take money for anything.He also specially told Yang Sheng to call directly when he comes back next time, and don't look for those murderers outside the village.

This time it was much easier to get out than to enter the village. Although the road was still bumpy, at least there would be no splash of mud and water.For the first time, Yang Cong had the real feeling of riding in a car, and his face was flushed with excitement. If Yang Sheng hadn't held him down, he would have been thrown out of the car long ago.When we arrived in the town, it was not difficult to find a taxi. Yang Sheng guarded the dozing little one, and his mood was much calmer than before when he brought the baby back.

The train station is crowded with people. It seems that the holiday is approaching. Many people buy tickets early in order to avoid the rush hour.As a result, when Yang Sheng arrived, there were no seats in the waiting room, so he could only lean against the wall with the child in his arms.

"Uncle, I'm tired." Yang Cong patted his arm, shook his head desperately, and wanted to stand down by himself.

Yang Sheng has great strength, and the feeling on his arm is like scratching, very light.He hugged Yang Cong even more tightly, and kissed him on the forehead: "I'm not tired."

Yang Cong had no choice but hugged his neck angrily, refusing to speak any more.

After getting on the bus, Yang Cong held his ticket and looked around curiously, as if he really liked the space of the sleeper berth.Yang Sheng put his luggage away, made a bed for Yang Cong, and then grabbed the one that almost ran out: "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry!" Yang Cong just ate the bread that Yang Sheng bought for him, and his stomach was bulging.

"I'll get you some water to drink." Yang Sheng was afraid that the child would run away, so he warned, "Don't follow." Yang Cong didn't like the feeling of being restrained, so he kicked his legs and turned his eyes around Yang Sheng: "Don't!" Yang Sheng pressed his foot unwaveringly: "Sit down, be careful that someone will abduct you."

Yang Cong shook his body: "Abduction?"

"Abducted and sold." Yang Sheng took the opportunity to scare him, "I will never find it again."

Hearing this, Yang Cong immediately calmed down: "Not for sale! Uncle's!" It meant that Yang Sheng should protect him and not let the bad guys take the little onion away.

The female college student in the next bed listened to the whole process, and laughed so hard: "Brother, your child is so funny!"

Yang Sheng sighed: "It's too naughty. Can I ask you...to watch him for a while?"

The female college student nodded: "Yes, by the way, big brother, please help me make a pot of hot water, thank you!"

Yang Cong yelled at the right time: "Hot water! Hot water!" He asked Yang Sheng to go out quickly and come back early so that he could move freely earlier.

Yang Sheng pointed the child's forehead with his finger, as if warning him to be obedient, then took the thermos cup handed over by the female college student, took his own water bottle and walked out.

Seeing Yang Sheng's figure disappearing outside the door, Yang Cong immediately restrained the expression on his face, and stared at the female college student opposite him with wide eyes.The other party thought he was going to play with him, so he got up and walked over: "Little friend, how old are you?" Yang Cong didn't like the other party approaching, so Yang Cong turned his face away: "Hmph!" The female college student was very puzzled. It was because the child was angry because he couldn't go out to play, and smiled more gently: "Wait a while, your uncle will be back soon."

Fortunately, Yang Sheng really came in quickly with hot water. Seeing the child staring at the railing in a daze, he put down the kettle and rubbed his little face angrily: "Okay, you can move now."

Yang Cong ignored him, thinking about Yang Sheng's appearance when he was chatting with the female college student just now, and leaving himself here alone, he became even angrier, and slapped the bed board hard.

Yang Sheng pinched the other side of his cheek: "Drink water, there will be delicious food later." After speaking, he opened the lid of the kettle, poured a small cup and shook it gently, and it took a while to pass it to Yang Cong's mouth.

Although the little one who was being served didn't want to talk to him yet, it didn't take long before he was defeated and obediently opened his mouth to take a few sips.The water temperature was just right, Yang Cong held the paper cup, feeling that his uncle was really the best for him, and proudly glared at the unknown female college student.

The things sold on the train were very expensive, so Yang Sheng bought instant noodles for himself and snacks for the children in the town.In the evening, seeing that Yang Cong's stomach was deflated, he planned to buy lunch, but the child stared at the instant noodles he put aside: "I want to eat!"

"Instant noodles are not healthy." Yang Sheng moved the instant noodles away, regardless of whether the children could understand or not, "Children can't eat them."

Yang Cong's eyes were full of tears: "It's delicious! Uncle eats it, and I eat it too!"

The two stalemate for a while, Yang Cong cried more and more, and the spicy smell on his body gradually became stronger.Yang Sheng had no choice but to agree first: "Okay, okay, I'll eat it for you." The female college student who also smelled onions rubbed her nose, but she didn't doubt it in the direction of strange powers and chaos, and said with a joke: "Brother, The instant noodles you bought are really strong." Yang Sheng smiled awkwardly, didn't answer, wiped the corners of his eyes with a tissue, then rolled a roll of noodles with a fork and stuffed them into Yang Cong's mouth.

Yang Cong, who successfully ate junk food: "...Wow!" This is an unhealthy taste!

"You can't eat too much." Yang Sheng stood firm, "Eat a little, we will eat later."

The child who didn't dare to push his feet nodded: "Okay! Uncle eats too!"

Yang Sheng, who originally only planned to eat instant noodles, looked helpless: "Okay, half for each person."

This side ate instant noodles and boxed lunches, while the female college student over there chewed the bread, and burst into tears in her heart: it smells so good, if I knew it, I would have prepared more cash.

At night on the train, it was still shaky, and the shadows in the box changed from moment to moment.Yang Cong was a little scared, and hid in Yang Sheng's arms, not daring to speak out.

Yang Sheng patted him on the back: "Sleep, uncle will wait for you to fall asleep."

After a while, the little one in his arms said like a gnat, "...no way."

"Huh?" Yang Sheng made a confused nasal sound.

"Uncle, sleep together too." Yang Cong touched the other person's chest thoughtfully.

Knowing that he was worried that he would be tired, Yang Sheng's heart softened into a puddle of water, no matter how naughty and weird his own child is, he is still cute. "Close your eyes." Yang Sheng pressed the back of the child's head, telling him to sleep well, don't worry about what's going on.

Yang Cong silently put his body into the most comfortable position: "Hoo hoo." It's already closed!

As a result, he pretended to be asleep, and soon he really fell asleep.

The next day, also in such a daze, I arrived at the terminal.

Even though he was sitting in a sleeper on the train, Yang Cong was young and his energy was limited. When he got out of the train station, Yang Sheng had to carry him away, and fell asleep on his shoulder.Yang Sheng didn't wake him up. It wasn't until he was about to get home that he was willing to part the hair on the child's forehead and called out in a low voice, "Xiao Cong?"

Yang Cong heard his voice and slowly opened his eyes: "...uncle, uncle?"

"I'm home." When the taxi stopped in front of the stewed vegetable shop, Yang Sheng got down with the still dazed little one in his arms, and dragged his luggage upstairs.

Finally regained consciousness, Yang Cong's big eyes were still full of tears, and he couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw the familiar furnishings in the bedroom.Yang Sheng put him on the bed, helped him change his clothes, found a wet towel to wipe his face and hands, and cleaned up the little guy: "Do you still want to sleep?"

"Uncle sleeps too." Yang Cong wrapped his arms around his neck and said coquettishly, "I sleep with uncle!"

"Well, wait a minute."

By the time Yang Sheng finished his work, the child on the bed had already fallen asleep, and it seemed that he would not wake up until dinner time.But don't worry, Yang Sheng also felt sleepy, lifted the quilt and got in, and firmly hugged the little guy who unconsciously threw himself into his arms.

Feeling the heat beside him, Yang Cong buried his head even deeper, smacking his mouth in his dream: "Mmm...uncle..."