I'm a Buddhist foster child

As the little bun spoke, his aggrieved little eyes pressed down, from bottom to top, he glanced at Yang Zhong timidly, as if Yang Zhong was some kind of scourge, curled up his little shoulders, and took two steps back.

The little bun was cute and harmless, and with his "lifelike" disguise, Yang Zhong should have reached the age to have a grandson. However, none of the three sons in the family can worry about it. It is really shocking to have such an extra grandson all of a sudden. Yang Zhong loves and hates.When he first heard that the eldest son made a half-grown grandson, Yang Zhong was determined not to agree. He wished he could raise a knife and kill him. He would never let this wild child of unknown origin enter the house, but...

Now that I really saw the little bun Yang Guang, Yang Zhong didn't know why, and his heart softened instantly. Thinking of him, a great general who fought in the battlefield, Shangzhu Kingdom, he thought he had developed a hard heart a long time ago. Hearing Xiao Baozi's aggrieved sobbing, seeing Xiao Baozi's aggrieved tear bubbles, that iron heart was rustled and shattered.

Yang Zhongfu smelled the aroma of roast duck again, he was shocked when he saw the roast duck for the first time, both the color and the aroma of this roast duck were more delicious than the duck dishes eaten in the palace back then, since then he learned a kind of duck dishes The skilled cook passed away, and Yang Zhong had never seen such a satisfying duck dish.

Yang Zhong coughed, reluctantly put away the weapon, and said: "This is not a place to talk, go to the hall to talk."

Everyone left the dining room together and came to the hall. Along the way, the second younger brother Yang Zheng and the third younger brother Yang Zan kept winking at Yang Jian, as if they wanted him to say nice things to appease the old man .

But seeing entering the hall, Yang Jian hadn't spoken to comfort him yet, the little bun Yang Guang ran up again, holding the rolled duck cake, padding his little feet, and said in a childish voice: "Grandpa, It's really thick, eat roast duck!" Eat roast duck...

Yang Zhongfu coughed again, because he couldn't resist the temptation of the aroma of the roast duck, and he heard Xiao Baozi say that the roast duck was cooked by his eldest son Yang Jian himself, Yang Zhong really didn't believe this evil, he thought he must eat it.

Yang Zhong took the roasted duck cake rolled in Xiao Baozi's hand. He was bold and unpretentious. The lotus leaf cake was only the size of a palm. After being rolled, it looked like a white quilt roll. Yang Zhong directly stuffed the roasted duck cake into his mouth. , Chew it up.

Seeing that the cheap daddy ate the roast duck, Yang Jian couldn't help but smile slightly, and felt relieved, if the cheap daddy didn't eat the roast duck, Yang Jian really had no idea, but since the old dad ate the roast duck, Yang Jian was sure of it , firmly tightened.

Yang Zhong's eyes really brightened up, full of surprises, even ecstatic joy, he smacked his lips, and was about to make a speech when Xiao Baozi already had sharp eyesight and quick hands, imitating Yang Jian's movements with quick hands and feet, rolled another piece of roast duck pancake, and handed it In front of Yang Zhong, he said in a childish voice, "Grandfather!"

Without saying a word, Yang Zhong took the second roll of roast duck and stuffed it into his mouth again.

Then came the third, fourth, fifth...

The little bun seemed to be on a motor, and its movements were dexterous and nimble. It was a skilled worker. Swish, swish, smear sauce, sandwich meat, shredded green onions, and wraps, and hand them to Yang Zhong in one go. Yang Zhong ate five rolls of roast duck in a row. He let out a breath, and felt that there was food in his stomach, and his irritable temper was calmed down, and the scolding words that came to his mouth just now were somehow forgotten in his mind.

Yang Zhong ate five rolls of roast duck in a row. Yang Zheng and Yang Zan were stunned. Yang Zan was fine. I have eaten it, and I know what it is like.The second son, Yang Zheng, was in a terrible situation. He rushed to the city to report the news. He couldn't stand on his heels, and he didn't even drink a sip of water. Seeing his father eat five rolls of roast duck, the aroma of the duck food could not be shaken off, lingering on himself The breath, the fragrance seems to be seductive, Yang Zheng's heart itch.

Yang Guang, the little bun, was very discerning, and immediately handed him a glass of water, and said sweetly, "Grandfather, drink water!"

Yang Zhongzheng was worried that he ate too much in one breath, and his mouth was a little salty, so the little bun handed him water, it was like a caring little padded jacket.

Yang Zhong drank the water, and put the water essence cup on the case next to him with a loud "boom!" The second child Yang Zheng and the third child Yang Zan shrank their necks together, thinking that their father was about to attack because he was "satisfied with wine and food" , Who would have thought that the next moment, the father's eyes were amiable, and he said softly to Yang Guang, the little bun: "Son, you are really sensible, the more you look, the more you look like my grandson."

Second child Yang Zheng: "..."

Youngest Yang Zan: "..."

Yang Zhongnai was a great general, Shangzhu Kingdom, and one of the heroes of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. He fought on the battlefield all his life, and the rough temper he quickly developed has never been so "gentle". The sons who watched were dumbfounded.

Yang Guang, the little bun, looked like he had seen the big world, and called out obediently: "Grandfather!"

"Come on," Yang Zhong beckoned to the little bun, and after eating the delicious duck dishes, he found that the little bun was obedient and sensible, very gratifying, and his mood was quite different from before, so he said, "Come, grandpa is holding you."

The little bun nodded vigorously, his little fleshy face shook, he ran over, and happily jumped into Yang Zhong's arms, Yang Zhong picked up the little bun, and sat on the upper seat with the little bun, the more he looked at it, the happier he was, admiring Said: "Look! Look at these eyebrows and eyes, the more you look, the more you look like when I was young, tsk, I really look exactly like me! Not like the three of you!"

Yang Zhong sighed, and suddenly changed the tone, pointed at the three sons who stood in the hall with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and began to scold them one by one: "Look at you, the more you look, the more you don't look like my son! What do you look like? The boss doesn't look like a boss, and he's just a stalker; the second child, you're a good boy, and you've learned how to tell the news? And your third child, you... Look, you've learned to be a nerd, I heard that you are going to poison Princess Shunyang again?"

"Voting..." The youngest Yang Zan immediately retorted in a low voice, saying, "My son made soup cakes, not poison..."

"Stubborn!?" Yang Zhong held the little bun Yang Guang in his arms, like holding a small pet, and said, "Can you learn from my little grandson and let Grandpa save some time?"

The second child, Yang Zongke, stood still, scratched the back of his head, and gave a smirk. The third child, Yang Zan, hung his head and was still struggling with his poisoning, while Yang Jian raised his eyebrows. It seems... the crisis is over. up.

Yang Guang, the little bun, sat obediently in Yang Zhong's arms, shaking his fleshy calves and little feet, and patted Yang Zhong's chest with his little white hand, and said in a very soft voice, "Ancestor, don't be angry!"

Yang Zhong once again sighed deeply: "It really is my own grandson!"

Yang Jian: "..." As far as I know, it shouldn't be a kiss...

Yang Zhong was so coaxed by the little bun that his eyes widened and he said, "Good boy, do you want to eat duck pancakes? Can grandma roll one for you?"

The little bun immediately squeezed out a sweet smile, and his voice was round and smooth, and he made a long and childish voice: "Okay——"

Immediately, Yang Zhong imitated the appearance of the little bun, and began to roll duck cakes. Yang Zhong rolled one piece, and the little bun rolled one piece. It was a joyful and warm scene, and the second child Yang Zheng and the third child Yang Zan stood in the hall as if they were alive and well, watching the roast duck decrease little by little, disappearing little by little...

Yang Jian moved his eyes, turned around and said a few words to Corn in a low voice, the servant Corn immediately left the hall, and then came in quickly, holding a small Chengpan in his hand, what was in Chengpan, and what else did he bring? I picked up a small jade pestle.

Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that what was placed in Chengpan was——餦饧.

Xing means sugar, and this Xing Xing is actually dry sugar.

Yang Jian put Chengpan on the desk, put it next to the roast duck, picked up the small jade pestle, and smashed the chunks of glutinous rice. into a fine powder.

Yang Jian pushed the 餦饧 forward and said, "Grandpa, this roast duck can be dipped in some 餦饧 in addition to dipping the duck pancake in sweet noodle sauce."

"Dipping rice?" Yang Zhong was shocked. This roast duck is obviously salty. Although the sweet noodle sauce tastes slightly sweet, it is generally salty. Roast duck dipped in sugar, what kind of evil is that?

In fact, many people think that it is a weird way to eat roast duck when they hear it for the first time, and they absolutely cannot accept it.But when it comes to Peking duck, there is really such a way to eat it, that is, dip the duck skin in sugar!

Sugar can enhance freshness. Authentic Peking duck is fragrant but not greasy. The skin is crispy. When the crispy skin touches the slightly sweet sugar, it will not be greasy. Instead, it will instantly stimulate the aroma of the duck, multiplying the aroma of the duck and leaving a long aftertaste. .

Yang Zhong was dubious and hesitant, but he still used chopsticks to add a piece of willow-leaf-shaped duck skin, dipped it lightly, and slowly put it into his mouth without wrapping too much...

The rich duck aroma expands and permeates the mouth. It is full of aroma and mouth water. It is completely different from the taste of rolled duck cakes. It has a unique taste.Yang Zhong was dubious at first, but then he ate several pieces of roast duck dipped rice in one sitting, without Yang Zhong needing to speak, everyone already knew how delicious the roast duck dipped rice was.

"That's right." Yang Zhong and Xiao Baozi finished Chengpan's roast duck, and then stopped, Yang Zhong cleaned his hands with a handkerchief, and seemed to remember something, and said, "Did my grandson get a name?"

Yang Guang had already informed Yang Jian of his name a few days ago. At that time, Yang Guang had some calculations in his heart. He made it clear that he was a wild child picked up. If Yang Jian knew that he was of the same clan as him, he would definitely get closer.However, the world is unpredictable, and the fortunes are not as good as people's fortunes. After Yang Guang said his name, "Father" was not at all happy, but his complexion changed drastically.

Yang Guang was born with an extra heart, and now he pays special attention, his round eyes rolled, and he said sweetly to Yang Zhong: "Please give me a name from my ancestors!"

"You're so sensible!" Yang Zhong pinched Yang Guang's chubby cheeks, then pondered for a moment, thought for a while, and then said again: "'Jiji toast, overcome Guangde's heart', my grandfather hopes that you will grow up soon , who can be 'broad and thrifty, literary and polite' like the prince of Jin, so he is called Yang Guang."

The author has something to say: The name of the green tea bag Xiao Yang Guang has been finalized again!My father said that I am so difficult...

【small theater】

Today's big competition~

Yang·Father·Jian: When it comes to cooking, I am first-rate

Yang·Tianbao·Guang: I am first-class in terms of tea fragrance

Yang·Third Brother·Zan: When it comes to poisoning, I am first-rate

Yang Hanhan Zheng: On... Hehehe (scratching head)

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