Daddy Song is a traditional person, but it doesn't seem to mean that he can't accept trendy things.

It should be difficult for old-fashioned parents to accept that their children are dyed with the same hair color as Song Ying—yes, even her slender eyebrows are dyed the same color.

"Have you met? when?" Father Song was very curious about the meeting between Song Ying and Luo Qiu.

Song Ying sat down at this time. The Eight Immortals Table has only four stools, but there are five sets of dishes and chopsticks.

Song Ying's stool was arranged on the right side of Luo Qiu, and to the left of Luo Qiu was Song Haoran - of course, the Eight Immortals Table was spacious enough that the people sitting down would not feel crowded.

After Song Ying sat down, she said calmly: "I heard that a VIP came to the Humble House, so I took some tea from your grandfather and went over to greet him." ”

Luo Qiu smiled at this time and said, "Miss Song also told me the allusion of Junshan Silver Needle. ”

"Oh, is it?" Father Song smiled, looked at Luo Qiu and said, "Don't look at this kid as a little deviant, but he has learned the kung fu of making tea quite well." ”

"It's a pity that some people chew peonies and don't know how to appreciate them. Song Ying smiled slightly.

Luo Qiu wasn't very angry - he really didn't know how to appreciate it, and secondly, although the young lady of the Song family who met for the first time was a little competitive, it was much better than the situation where a certain Zhenlong, who opened a pet hospital, planned to use force when they first met.

"yes, it's a bit of a waste. Luo Qiu nodded, "I don't know how to taste it, but I feel that the taste is okay." And when Miss Song makes tea, it is also very pleasing to the eye. ”

"Thank you. Song Ying thanked her generously, and then smiled lightly: "Then I will take this as a compliment." ”

Song Haoran easily came out of the gap Song Ying's hostility at this time, he looked back and forth between Luo Qiu and Song Ying quite embarrassedly, and then looked at Father Song helplessly.

The palm of his hand is meat, and the back of his hand is meat, although Luo Qiu is the descendant of the Song family who has just been found, he also dotes on his late sister's children from the bottom of his heart - originally, Song Haoran is not much older than Song Ying.

Although it is the relationship between an uncle and a niece in terms of generation, the mode of getting along is more like the feeling between brothers and sisters.

Father Song smiled again at this time, looked at Luo Qiu and asked, "Luo Qiu, do you think Sakura is good-looking?"

Luo Qiu thought for a while and said casually: "Miss Sakura should be a beauty who is completely in line with the public's aesthetics. ”

Father Song squinted and said, "I'm asking about you." ”

Luo Qiu looked at Song Ying, in the black and white world, the aura that hid the brilliance of life was uncertain, and Luo Qiu said softly: "It's very special, exuding a fascinating brilliance." ”

Song Haoran opened his mouth when he heard this, as if he had met Luo Qiu for the first time. Song Ying frowned, always feeling that under Luo Qiu's sight, she subconsciously wanted to find a place to hide.

But...... She suddenly felt a little uneasy, Daddy Song's questions were so sensitive that almost everyone could see some kind of calculation in Daddy Song's heart.

"That's what you like?" Daddy Song's eyes lit up, and then he asked.

Song Ying suddenly became nervous...... The nervousness was not exposed, but at the same time it was extremely focused on his hearing.

"I love beautiful things. Luo Qiu said softly: "But it's not like between men and women. ”

You're going to be without a girlfriend...... Song Haoran subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows.

Father Song nodded, but said, "Everyone has a love for beauty. Appreciation is a good thing...... It's not too early, old five, let's serve. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The fifth uncle tapped his palm a few times, and then a group of maids, left and right, in a row, five people each, no one holding a different dish in their hands, served the food.

The fifth uncle introduced each dish, "The ham and bamboo shoot soup is made with the fire recipe of the best Jinhua ham and dried bamboo shoots, and the soup base is made with old hen, cabbage, dried scallops and old ginseng. The fire side tastes sweet and mellow, while the dried bamboo shoots are fresh. "Soup Song Decision" is also cloudy, "Alone in the merit of the good to get famous, blood out of the pulse can be reborn......;

"This is 'eggplant', with dried eggplant cut into slices of pickled vinegar, and then with a variety of chicken firs, mushrooms and other seven kinds of mushrooms, spiced dried tofu, winter bamboo shoots, and dried fruits with sesame oil and seasonings mixed well, 'eggplant' tastes salty and fresh, has a strong dregs of fragrance, slightly sweet, bright color. In addition, this dish is from "The Story of Stones", Grandma Liu's visit to the Grand View Garden, which is the most detailed dish. ”

"It's ......"

It took more than ten minutes to introduce the nine dishes one by one...... Presumably, this is a necessary preparation before enjoying the food. The Song family seemed to be accustomed to such a tradition, and Luo Qiu couldn't help but think of Ren Ziling at this time.

If she was there, she probably wouldn't have paid attention to so much, but would have just stuffed a dish into her mouth.

When the last dish was served, Father Song suddenly stood up, personally took a jar from the servant's hand, and then placed it in the center of the table of the Eight Immortals, he looked at Luo Qiu and said: "Buddha jumped over the wall, just ten dishes, take the meaning of perfection." ”

Luo Qiu nodded.

Song Haoran said at this time: "Luo Qiu, do you know, the people of our Song family must eat the Buddha jumping over the wall made by the elders themselves." ”

Luo Qiu was curious: "Are there any rules of the ancestors?"

Father Song bowed his head and said, "I'll tell you a story." In the Ming Dynasty, there was a family with four walls. Only the mother and son depend on each other. My mother was a helper in a restaurant who poured tea and water for people. Because of poverty, the child has never enjoyed anything, and he is often bullied. On the day of the 10th birthday, the child's mother came back very late, but when she returned, she brought back a jar of Buddha jumping over the wall made of various precious ingredients. Guess how the child's mother got her hands on these precious ingredients?"

Luo Qiu thought for a while and said, "Restaurant, is it leftovers?"

Daddy Song nodded: "That's right, it's the rest of the dishes." On that day, a large family gave the old man a big birthday, which was extremely luxurious. But there were plenty of leftovers at every table. So the mother took a little from a different table, put it in the jar, and brought it home. ”

Father Song kept looking at Luo Qiu's expression, "This mother didn't hide the origin of this altar Buddha jumping over the wall. She told the child: When these dishes were made, the cook had tried the taste, so the first person to eat them actually ate the leftovers of others, you are no different from other people's children, you are also a rich person. ”

This child later became famous, and his family gradually developed. He later set up a family rule, that is, no matter what the descendants are, whether they are poor or rich, the elders must make a Buddha jumping over the wall for their descendants. Do you know why?"

Luo Qiu said: "Do you remember sweetness and bitterness?"

Father Song shook his head, and then said, "This is to let the juniors know that we will give you the best." No matter how this thing was obtained, it was given by us and given to the best of our ability. I've eaten it, your grandfather has eaten it, Haoran has eaten it, and Song Ying has eaten it. All of us in the Song family have eaten it. Only you and your father have not eaten. ”

As he spoke, Song Tianyou stood up, silently picked up the fifth set of dishes and chopsticks, and then filled the bowl with a spoonful, and then put it next to Luo Qiu, and then added another spoonful to Luo Qiu's bowl.

"Today, I will make it for you to eat, and you will eat it with him. ”

Luo Qiu nodded, picked up the bowl and tasted it, then closed his eyes. The poured feelings can easily dissolve in the taste buds, perhaps because of Daddy Song's story, or because there is an extra bowl around him.

The mellow and rich soup slid by, and the memories brought by the taste also flashed, and the mother and child seemed to appear in front of them in that distant time and space.

In the dim yellow candlelight, in front of the wooden table, the mother also filled a bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall with her own hands.

She then sewed and mended the child's clothes, and he ate them with relish.

Wealth is far away, but the warmth of candlelight is all around you.

Luo Qiu suddenly understood that his grandfather had been in Song Tianyou's mood when he led away the enemy, and he also understood Father Song's persistence in finding his relatives for decades.

It's a legacy.

For hundreds of years, it has been condensed from generation to generation to the spirit of this Buddha jumping over the wall.

The imprint left by the previous generation on the next generation through the taste.

Give you the best.

"Very heartwarming taste. Luo Qiu put down the bowl and smiled, and at the same time shed a tear.

The humble house is not cold.

......

......

"The clothes, the mattress, all are newly changed, I don't know if Xi is used to it, let's live first. ”

After the meal, Father Song left early, he worked hard for two days, and prepared the meal for this night, which was quite unbearable for his age, so he rested early.

Perhaps, he also needs a quieter private space to calm his mood.

Song Haoran took Luo Qiu to a chic room, then stretched his waist and said, "I'm tired too, let's stop here today, rest well, someone will take you to take a good tour of this place early tomorrow morning." ”

Luo Qiu nodded, and spent time alone in the room.

He sat down at the desk and opened a book that Father Song asked the fifth uncle to send, saying that it was a book, but in fact it was only a few simple pages, and the practice of the Buddha jumping over the wall that he had eaten tonight was said to have been passed down by his ancestors, and every Song family member had to learn to make this dish.

This is a unique book, passed down from generation to generation, and the handwriting is already a little blurred.

Luo Qiu thought about it, then took out the paper and pen and slowly copied them.

Soon after, there was a knock on the door. After Luo Qiu put away the recipe with the new transcription, he opened the door, and the person he saw was Song Ying.

"Miss Song has anything else to do with me. ”

didn't wear the cheongsam that could outline her ketone body curves very well, and her hair was just casually draped behind her, as well as the fragrance after the bath.

Denim skirt and short-sleeved shirt, looking cool, she was leaning on the door of Luo Qiu's room at this time, and when she saw Luo Qiu open the door and come out, she looked up and down, and then said indifferently: "I'm very good at acting." ”

"Where is it? ”

Song Ying sneered: "My grandfather is a very emotional person, especially for his relatives. However, don't think that if you casually say a few nice words in front of my grandfather, bask in a few tears, and pretend to be well-behaved, you can do whatever you want in the Song family and get any benefits. ”

"Don't worry, I have no interest in the wealth of the Song family. Luo Qiu smiled slightly: "I just came here to learn about my grandfather." ”

"Really?" Song Ying said indifferently: "I wonder if you can still say such beautiful words after you really understand the wealth and power of our Song family?"

"It's so late, looking at Miss Song's dress, are you planning to go out? Luo Qiu said coldly.

Ignoring Song Ying's expression, Luo Qiu closed the door with both hands.

But the moment the door was about to close, the palm that had been white was across the crack in the door, and Luo Qiu asked, "Is there anything else?"

Song Ying said indifferently: "Grandpa asked me to be your tour guide tomorrow and have a good tour." But there's nothing to see during the day, go now. ”

"Now?"

Song Ying blinked and said, "What, I'm afraid that I will eat you?" at night, I can see more things...... But if you don't like it, that's fine. Tomorrow I will still find you a tour guide at the travel agency, and you don't have to count on me, because I still have a lot of work on my hands. ”

"Okay, then trouble Miss Song. Luo Qiu nodded.

"Call me Song Ying. Song Ying said indifferently: "How can you say that what you have on your body is also the blood of the Song family." Your name would make my grandfather dislike. ”

"So where are we going?" Luo Qiu smiled slightly.

"Come with me. ”

......

......

As soon as Song Haoran rinsed it out, the fifth uncle of the housekeeper knocked on the door and entered, Song Haoran put on a towel and sat down, and at the same time poured himself a cup of tequila, "Fifth uncle, what's the matter?"

"Da Shao, Miss Ying just went out with Young Master Qiu. ”

"Sakura-chan?" Song Haoran was stunned, then frowned, "Does Daddy know?"

The fifth uncle shook his head and said, "The master was tired for two days, and he fell asleep when he returned to the room, and I didn't wake him up." However, I've already called a team of people to keep up, so nothing should be a problem. ”

Song Haoran shook the wine glass in his hand, sighed and said, "I'm not afraid that there will be any danger to find them, but I'm afraid that Sakura will suffer a loss." ”

"Miss Sakura?" Fifth Uncle couldn't help but be surprised: "How is it possible." ”

Song Haoran smiled and said, "Don't look at my nephew who just got back has no temper, it's easy to get along with." But in fact, this kind of talent is really not in the oil and salt. What Daddy said today, we know in our hearts, and it's normal for Sakura to have some reactions......"

The fifth uncle said: "Da Shao, there is something I want to ask you...... What do you think about this Young Master Qiu?"

"It turns out that you and Sakura have different ideas, aren't you worried about the same thing?" Song Haoran said indifferently.

The fifth uncle frowned and said, "The eldest son and grandson, this is what the master said himself...... Moreover, the master also seems to be interested in planning to kiss and kiss......"

Song Haoran shook his head, looked at the whirlpool of the tequila in the cup, and said indifferently: "I, Song Haoran, is there no way to build another Song family without this Song family's property?"

"I don't mean to deny the ability of the young. ”

Song Haoran smiled, and then looked out the window at night: "Life is still a bit challenging so that it won't be boring...... Besides, he may not be able to look down on the Song family. ”

"Don't you like it?" The fifth uncle was stunned and said, "The Song family is ......"

"I guess it's a gut feeling. Song Haoran suddenly said: "What he sees may be the same as what we see...... Maybe not. ”

Song Haoran suddenly took a sip of the tequila in the cup, and while playing with the 'Sun God Badge' on his body, he said to himself: "That look is really like that black-horned python......"

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PS1: There's a delay.,I saw it.,Thank you to the book friend 'Yuyan,' the cute master who rewarded it.。

PS2: Bow to the forces of capitalism......

PS3: There will be a change, there must be a change...... In the past few days, Chongyang has been busy worshipping ancestors, so it is not today, tomorrow (maybe), the day after tomorrow (no way), and the day after tomorrow (it should be feasible)......

PS4: Don't throw big bananas (hold your head and squat......