I'm a Buddhist foster child

Yang Guang...

It was not the first time that Yang Jian had heard this name. When he saw Xiao Baozi on the first day, Xiao Baozi told himself that his name was Yang Guang. Baozi was not his own, so it should not be Yang Guang who killed his father.

Now hearing the name Yang Guang for the second time, Yang Jian thought in his heart that there are some things that he really can't get rid of even if he wants to.

Yang Zhong didn't notice anything unusual about the eldest son, and he ate a whole roast duck with the little bun. Now he was satisfied, his mood improved a lot, and his face became more loving. Take it with you."

Yang Jian very "obediently" agreed: "Yes, Grandpa."

Yang Zhong was satisfied with Yang Jian's attitude, but felt that the eldest son might change his temper. Could it be that he became more stable because of having a son?There was no challenge today.

Yang Zhong then said: "Forget it, I just came back today, and I'm tired, so go ahead and make trouble on your own. The lord will recall me from Tongguan, and I will accompany the lord to go hunting in Yuanzhou in a few days. Let’s go, and you are also ready, the Lord has given you the grace to go with you.”

Yang Zhong and his second son, Yang Zheng, fought in Tongguan a few days ago. The target of the battle was Beiqi, the formidable enemy of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Now the battle is going on fiercely, but the emperor issued an edict to recall Yang Zhong, the general of the Zhu Kingdom from the front line. He actually asked Yang Zhong to accompany him to go hunting in Yuanzhou.

Yang Zhong had no choice but to follow the edict and return to Jingzhao with his second son Yang Zheng. A few days later, the emperor's hunting team will set off.This hunting battle is not small, and the royal relatives and relatives will participate, and the three young masters of Sui Guogong will naturally set off with the team.

Yang Jian, his second son Yang Zheng, and his third son Yang Zan respectfully saluted and said, "Yes, my son, my son has retired."

Yang Jian waved to Yang Guang, the little bun, and the little bun immediately jumped out of Yang Zhong's embrace, held his father's hand, and said to Yang Zhong, "Grandfather, rest well!"

Yang Zhong was coaxed around by the little bun, and said kindly, "Good grandson."

When everyone left the hall, the second child, Yang Zheng, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed the back of his head with a smirk, and said, "I thought I was going to be backed by Grandpa, but I didn't expect to be fooled by such a coincidence."

As he spoke, he suddenly let out a long sigh for no reason: "Alas——it's a pity that I didn't taste a single bite of that duck dish."

Speaking of duck dishes, Yang Zan was also full of sighs, but at least he ate a mouthful. The most miserable thing was the second brother, who ran all the way back to report the news, but was caught by his grandpa, and he was punished to stand and watch. Grandpa ate roast duck, but he didn't eat a single bite, it was a thankless effort.

It was the first time for Yang Jian to meet the cheap second brother, who felt completely different from the third brother.The second younger brother is tall and mighty, with a wind of general talent blowing towards his face. He is much more majestic than the flamboyant hussar general Yu Wenhui, but he always likes to smirk, revealing a honest feeling.

Yang Zheng came all the way to report the news, Yang Jian was very grateful in his heart, in the future he will be a cheap brother, and the relationship between brothers will naturally be improved.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian smiled and said: "There is only one roast duck. I don't have any spare live duck today, so I can only make it another day... However, this duck dish is still edible."

Yang Zheng looked confused, but he was convinced, and said, "Brother, is it true?"

Yang Jian nodded, waved and said, "Come to the dining room with me."

So Yang Jian and his two younger brothers came out of the hall and ran into the dining room.The cooks are tidying up the dining room. They have just cleaned up the roast duck stove, and there are still pieces of duck racks left on the side.

After Yang Jian cleaned his hands, he brought the duck rack over, took out a sharp kitchen knife, and sliced ​​the duck again according to the way he sliced ​​the duck just now.

This Beijing roast duck pays attention to one hundred and eight slices, with the skin on each piece, but after the roast duck is sliced, there is actually a lot of duck meat on the duck rack, but it is "not beautiful". After cooking half of Chengpan, he sliced ​​off the crispy skin on the neck of the duck and placed it in Chengpan. Although the appearance is not as good as the roast duck just now, it is still delicious enough.

Yang Jian brought Chengpan over to the two younger brothers, and took out the lotus leaf cake left in the drawer, and put onion shreds, cucumber, sweet noodle sauce and ground glutinous rice on it.The two younger brothers both looked ecstatic. They thought that there would be no more duck food to eat today, but they didn't know that there was a pie falling from the sky, no, it was roast duck cake...

Yang Jian said with a smile: "You guys eat first, and I will clean up the rest of the duck shelves for my brother."

The two gobbled up the food, Yang Zheng didn't care about trifles, Yang Zan was usually a gentle person, but when he saw the roast duck today, he was very gentle, he started to eat, rolled the duck cake and stuffed it into his mouth, just now he almost got caught Grandpa is starved to death.

Seeing that they were eating deliciously, Yang Jian felt a sense of accomplishment, so he put the shaved duck meat on the bronze pedestal and cut the duck rack into small pieces. Splash.

The second younger brother, Yang Zheng, still had the roasted duck cake stuffed in his mouth, puffed his cheeks and clapped his hands in praise: "Brother! Great knife skills!"

Yang Zan: "..."

Yang Jian cut up the duck rack, put it into the pot quickly with a sound of "wow-lah--", put in seasonings and stir-fry, pepper, glutinous rice, loose salt, etc., and soon Chengpan's crispy salt-and-pepper duck rack was out of the pan.

The deliciously roasted roast duck, after being stir-fried on a high fire, the duck rack has become delicious. The aroma of salt and pepper filled the whole dining room, and it was constantly whirling around.

"It smells so good!" Yang Zheng and Yang Zan still held the roasted duck pancakes in their hands, and their souls had already been snatched away by the duck.

Yang Zhenghan laughed and said, "I never imagined that I could make flowers for my elder brother! They are so delicious, how about we have a drink today?"

When Yang Zan heard that Yang Zheng said he wanted to drink, he showed a troubled expression: "This... why don't you drink?"

Yang Zheng's sword eyebrows drooped in an instant, and those who didn't know it thought he was the youngest. His face was simple and honest, and his tall voice was a little aggrieved, and said: "We are fighting in Tongguan, and the military plane has been unable to drink alcohol. Today, I will drink a little. A little bit."

Yang Zan seemed to be defeated, and said emphatically, "That's all right... just a little bit."

Yang Jian didn't have any objections, so he asked Maize to bring sweet wine, and the three brothers sat together. Yang Jian held Xiao Baozi in his arms, let him sit on his lap, and gave Xiao Baozi a piece of crispy bread with chopsticks. The salt and pepper duck shelf is placed in the small Chengpan of the small buns.

Yang Guang, the little bun, said sweetly, "Father Crab!"

While Yang Jian was "feeding" the little bun, Yang Zheng and Yang Zan had already drank a cup of rum. Yang Jian suddenly understood why the third younger brother Yang Zan did not agree to drink just now.

because of...

The third brother Yang Zan clearly has a physique of pouring half a glass, and his wine quality is quite...worrisome.

After Yang Zan drank the wine, his complexion was not flushed, he was still fair and refined, except that his eye sockets were slightly red, as if he had been aggrieved at first glance.Yang Zan became drunk and hugged his second son Yang Zheng tightly, almost weeping, his speech was not clear, like a big tongue: "Is the meal I cook so unpalatable? Well... that is clearly My...my heart! Princess...why can't the princess...can't see my heart, heart, mind!"

The second child, Yang Zheng, put his arms around Yang Zan, looking like a good brother, patted his back lightly, and said comfortingly: "Okay, okay, stop crying, stop crying, everyone has a son now." , why are you still crying like this? Who said that elder brother can't cook well? The duck dishes cooked by elder brother are obviously so delicious."

Yang Jian: "..." I thought only the third child was half down, and the second child was also drunk, so he couldn't even recognize anyone, so he recognized the third child as himself.

Yang Zan was so drunk that he didn't know who Yang Zheng was. He said intermittently: "Princess, princess...we...it's really not good for us to hug each other so closely, we are not married yet, this... It's too, too early for such intimacy..."

Yang Zheng's expression was normal, but he was indeed drunk. Hearing Yang Zan's words, he said "quickly" and said, "What? Take a bath? Take a bath...Okay, let's go, boil the water! Take a bath!"

So Yang Zheng and Yang Zan hooked their shoulders together and walked out of the dining room crookedly...

Yang Jian: "..."

Yang Jian rubbed his forehead, watched the second and third younger brothers leave, and took the little bun Yang Guang back to his house.

Yang Jian entered the house, and took a look at the cute, obedient little bun. No matter what, he has now become the young master of the Duke of Sui's mansion, and the name of the cheap son he picked up is "Yang Guang". I touched my chin at the same time, it's time to plan the future route...

Yang Jian beckoned to Maize, whispered a few words in his ear, as if he was asking Maize to prepare something, Maomao turned around and went out immediately with quick hands and feet.

But after a while, Corn came back again, holding a piece of honey scented paper in his hand, handed it to Yang Jian, and said, "Master Shaolang."

Yang Jian took the honey scented paper, pulled Xiao Baozi into the inner room, sat on the mat by himself, and asked Xiao Baozi to sit down too, and the two sat opposite each other, very solemnly.

Yang Guang didn't know what Yang Jian was going to do all of a sudden, he was mysterious and solemn, he was very suspicious, he sat down with an obedient appearance, his eyes rolled slightly, thinking that maybe he had done something wrong unintentionally ?It should not be true, today I coaxed Sui Guogong, the grandfather, into obedience, logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with it, Yang Guang has a lot of thoughts, and he has a lot of calculations, but he can never figure out what Yang Jian is thinking .

Yang Jian picked up a cheap son. Although this cheap son is well-behaved and sensible, he is not his own son, and there are deviations in the timeline, but Yang Jian does not like to fight unprepared battles. In order to avoid "killing his father and seizing power" The tragedy happened, and Yang Jian decided to raise a 24-year-old son from now on.

Yang Jian gently put the honey scented paper on the table, pushed it forward, smiled with a gentle and loving father, and said, "My son, since you have entered my house, you still have to memorize the house rules by heart." .Read it three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and be sure... to know it thoroughly.”

Yang Guang looked at the honey scented paper on the case table strangely. Because the little bun was too small, the case table had a certain height. The little bun was sitting on the mat, leaning against his body, holding the case table with two small hands. Yazi tilted his head to look at the documents on the honey fragrance paper.

There is a row of big characters in official script on the head, and the letter-three chapters of family rules.

Followed by three small characters:

——For one thing, everything my father said was right.

——Secondly, father and father cook the best food.

——Three, unconditional respect and love, filial piety to parents.

——Family Rules Supplementary Agreement: If the parents do something wrong, please refer to the first rule of the family rules.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Yang, father and father, and: mirror, mirror, who is the tallest and mightiest in this world?

Yang·Magic Mirror·Guang: Father, Father!

Yang, father and father, and: mirror, mirror, who is the most talented in this world?

Yang·Magic Mirror·Guang: Father, Father!

Yang, father and father, and: mirror, mirror, who in this world will never make mistakes?

Yang·Magic Mirror·Guang: Father, Father!

Yang Father and Father Jian: (satisfied) Sure enough, we still have to start training from the baby~

After eating the roast duck, don't forget to eat the fried duck duck!Super delicious!Mouthwatering~ The fried duck is more delicious than soup!