Family History of Raising a Baby in the Immortal World

Xiaojin's father led Xiaoguang Xiaozhao to pick wild soybeans on the side of the road in the mountains during the daytime. The father and son stood against the sun and brought enough water and dry food. When the last ray of sunlight fell on the other side of the mountain, Xiao Jin's father straightened up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, heaved a sigh of relief, and greeted the two little guys who were raking the ground with a small rake not far away, "Xiao Guang Xiao Photo, that's all for today, let's go home quickly, and the eldest brother will be back in a while."

The cold Xiaoguang and the smiling Xiaozhao ran towards Dad with a small basket each.I saw that there was a whole basket full of edamame in Xiaoguang's small basket, and Xiaoguang's was only half a box.

Xiaoguang frowned and said to Xiaozhao: "Dad, Xiaozhao can't pick edamame properly and just play."

Xiao Zhao looked up at his father with his little head up, and grinned flatteringly, revealing a green mouth with 'green teeth', "Dad~~ Edamame is delicious~~~ I'm full."

Xiao Jin squatted down and gently pinched Xiao Zhao's mouth, telling him to open his small mouth, and looked inside, only to see that the baby's tongue coating had turned green. It could be seen that he was picking edamame while eating, and he had eaten a lot!

"Silly boy! These are wild raw edamame. If you eat too much, it will spoil your stomach. Wouldn't it be better for Dad to cook it when he goes home?" Xiaojin's father gently reached out and wiped the green little photo. Mouth.

When Xiaozhao heard that his father was going to give them these beans, he patted his belly and shouted proudly: "I'll eat it after my father cooked it!"

Xiao Jin smiled and picked him up and put him on the lid of the back basket, and stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Guang actively. Before it was dark, the father and son, who had been busy all day, set foot on the path home.

Only after Xiaojin, father and son went home and washed their hands and faces, Shuangjun came and waited for Cengfan to eat.

Xiaojin's father saw that it was already dark, and the other houses in the mountain they lived in had opened their doors and windows as usual, waiting to smell the aroma of their food. Start cooking rice and stir-fry.

Xiaojin's father may be very talented. He sprinkled salt, picked vegetables, and drizzled some oil on them. The dishes are full of fragrance.For dinner, he boiled a pot of edamame and japonica rice porridge, took out the noodles that had been made at noon, kneaded them, and made them into several doughs. He pancakes over a low heat, and sprinkled the sesame seeds, salt, pepper, and chopped green onions that he fried himself on the cakes, watching from the sidelines Watching Dad's busy family sitting in rows, the saliva flowed into a small river.

Pancakes are so delicious!Shuang Jun couldn't help stealing two and started gobbling them up.Master Tong and the two little ones saw that Shuangjun ate the delicious food first, and stared at Shuangjun with eyes of 'envy, jealousy and hatred'.

Seeing the three of them staring at the mouths and eyes of the guests, Dad smiled and said, "Eat first! The cakes are delicious when they are hot."

Before Dad's words fell, the three members of the family rushed over to each hold a piece of cake and ate it.

Xiaojin's father baked all the noodles and piled them high on the table.Then start to fry the vegetables and bacon.When he finished frying the bacon, rolled the bacon and ate it in a pancake, the people next to him who were already full regretted not falling down, gritted their teeth and bit the bullet and ate two pancakes with the bacon, unable to eat any more.

Little Jin's father enjoyed eating a mouthful of cakes and porridge. Regardless of the pitiful eyes around him, he left a thick stack of cakes and half a bowl of vegetables for his eldest son... and then started busy peeling the edamame that he picked today.

Shuang Junyi saw the pot of edamame in front of Xiaojin's father, and grinned slightly.

What a caring and powerful father!

Jin Shengyang returned home in disgrace as usual.As soon as he entered the house, he saw bowls and plates of food on the couch table in the main room, and a gratified smile appeared on his slightly mature and handsome face.No matter how hard it is, as long as he comes home and sees the meals his father left for him, it seems that all the hard work and depression can be healed.

Xiao Jin's father came out of the room, without asking any more questions, but said very gently: "I'm back! Thank you for your hard work."

Jin Shengyang shook his head and sat down on the couch.Xiao Jin's father naturally brought water from outside, put it beside him to let him wash his hands and face, and then handed him a pair of chopsticks, "The food is cold, Dad will warm it up for you."

Jin Shengyang grabbed Xiao Jin's hand suddenly, looked up at Xiao Jin, and shook his head gently with a sour smile in the corner of his eyes.

Xiao Jin's father clapped his hands, "Then you eat, and my father cooked something, go and check the heat."

Jin Shengyang reluctantly let go of Xiaojin's hand, and watched Xiaojin's father go out the gate to the simple kitchen built on the right, and then began to eat silently.

He is very disappointed.The reason why he took a fancy to Master Bi Fang among the many cultivators around here was because the other party and they all belonged to poultry cultivators.Bi Fang's real body is a red-crowned crane, which belongs to fire, and half of the blood of the red phoenix in his body is also of fire. If he can get the guidance of Master Bi Fang, his path of cultivation should be half the effort.

It's just... It's been more than ten days. He went to kneel in front of Bi Fang's master's house every day, and suffered the abuse of Bi Fang's only son, Bi Bo. He didn't even see his master. , but the confidence was shaken.

It is said that Master Bi Fang has a strange temperament and is difficult to get close to. What should he do to impress the other party and let him lead him into the door of cultivation?

Little Jin's father couldn't help sighing when he saw Jin Shengyang eating absent-mindedly by the faint light of the stove.He just couldn't see the child looking lonely and sad, and when he thought about it, his heart felt like a needle prick.

The edamame boiled in the pot was floating and sinking, Xiaojin's father thoughtfully put some delicious spices he picked in the mountains into it.

After Jin Shengyang finished his meal, he was so tired that he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.Xiaojin's father took out some edamame that had been stuffy in the cauldron for a long time, and a fresh fragrance came into his nostrils immediately.

Master Tong appeared behind him, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of boiled edamame, tasted it, and nodded repeatedly, "Master, it's so delicious! It's the same thing, but what you cook is different."

Xiao Jin's father hissed softly, "Xiao Yang fell asleep?"

"Young Master Yang is too tired and has fallen into a deep sleep. Master? Shall we give gifts now?" Master Tong asked in a low voice.

Xiaojin's father filled the boiled edamame to control the moisture, and then started to bake it slowly over a low heat to remove some of the excess water in the boiled edamame. up.Finally, put it in a small basket, close the lid and exhale, "Master Tong, let's go."

Xiao Jin's father squatted in the grass in the night, watching Master Tong tiptoely put the basket of soybeans on the big tree branch of Bi Fang's tree house, praying in his heart.

Shuang Jun said that master Bi Fang's favorite food was edamame, but unfortunately, since his wife passed away, he could no longer eat delicious boiled edamame.After much deliberation, Xiao Jin's father could only think of using this edamame to curry favor with Master Bi Fang and seek some 'benefits' for his son.

Master Tong put away his things and ran back quickly, hid beside Xiao Jin's father, stretched out his finger and flicked, the door of Bi Fang's tree house in the distance sounded 'boom', and then a black shadow flew out of the window Come out, shouted sharply: "Who is it?"

Xiaojin's father quickly covered his mouth and remained silent.Hearing the voice just now, he seemed to be a young boy too.

The black shadow circled around under the tree house, suddenly twitched its nose violently, found the 'bribe' gift from Xiaojin's father following the aroma of the basket of edamame beans, jumped up, and took away the gift hanging on the tree branch. Put the basket on and go back into the house.

"Father! It's edamame, your favorite edamame..." Xi Xisuo's voice came over.

Master Tong dragged Xiaojin's father to leave the hiding place quickly.

Not long after they left, a gust of wind appeared near the bushes where Xiao Jin's fathers were hiding just now. His bright eyes scanned around mercilessly in the dark, his nose moved, and he smelled a pleasant and familiar smell. Smell... When Bi Fang returned to his tree house, he saw his only son, Bi Bo, grabbing a handful of edamame and stuffing it into his mouth. When he saw his father, the boy happily patted his back His wings stretched out, and his thick black eyebrows stretched out, "Father, it tastes like mother's cooking!"

Master Bi Fang moved the gray and white feathers on his head, walked to his son, reached out to grab a handful of edamame, and originally wanted to throw it out, but it was obvious that his son was eating happily, and the thought came to an abrupt end.

"Father! Did mother come back? Did mother come to see me?" Bi Bo asked cheerfully while eating.

Master Bi Fang sat down in the middle of the tree house, staring at the basket on the table.

The sound and aroma in his ears brought back his past memories. The father stretched out his hand to take the edamame in his hand and put it into his mouth.

It tasted very similar to his daughter-in-law's old handicraft, even a little tastier than that.

Bi Bo ate all the edamame in the basket, patted his stomach and shouted: "Father! It's delicious, I haven't eaten for a long time, Dad, please ask mother to come back and make it for us again! All right, all right~ ~"

"Bo'er, didn't daddy tell you that your mother is gone? Don't say such stupid things in the future." Master Bi Fang stroked his son's black hair with a look of love on his face.

"Father, you are talking nonsense! Mother is still here, look, she cooked delicious edamame for us?" Bi Bo recognized the 'death' because he firmly believed in his own ideas.

Master Bi Fang looked at the son helplessly.When the child was young, he was afraid that the child would be sad when his wife died, so he coaxed the child that the mother had gone to another place and would come back one day.Later, the child grew up, and his mind was not very bright. Even if he told him the truth countless times, the child still believed in the explanation he heard when he was young, thinking that his mother would come back one day... Master Bi Fang twisted He looked at the empty edamame basket with his brows.He probably knew who the person who gave the edamame was from the smell just now, but the smell was slightly different from that of the boy who came to apprentice during the day. Who was that boy? Does that kid know about the act of 'sending edamame'? ?