When he got up in the morning, Bian Rui took a look at the puppy and found that the food in the kennel had been eaten up by small things, and now his small body was not as shaky as yesterday.

Seeing Bian Rui, Xiao Ash stood up, staggered to the edge of the cardboard box, and swung his tail at Bian Rui twice.

Bian Rui saw that Xiao Ash was not afraid, so he took Xiao Ash out of the cardboard box and put it on the floor of the house to let the little guy get used to the environment.

When he first came out of the cardboard box, Xiao Ash began to be scared again, staggered to Bian Rui's side, and then lay down on Bian Rui's feet.

Bian Rui reached out and rubbed Xiao Gray's little head twice, and then lifted his legs out of the room.

Xiao Ash followed Bian Rui, and when he arrived at the door of the main house, he saw that the master was gone, and made a crisp watery sound, it seemed that he wanted to go with Bian Rui, but he didn't dare to jump off the threshold.

When he arrived in the backyard, Bian Rui played a set of punches and activated his body, because he had just shaken the big gun, and the muscles of his body had not yet recovered, so Bian Rui did not practice much, but after making his whole body warm, he put away the style and returned to the house.

At this time, Xiao Gray was taking small steps, sniffing around, and began to formally adapt to the current environment.

Just when Bian Rui entered the house, Xiao Gray's short legs lifted and took a soak of urine directly on the floor.

"I'm going!" Bian Rui still didn't catch up with this guy's urine, and when he arrived in front of Xiao Ash, Xiao Ash had already finished sprinkling, leaving a water stain on the floor.

Bian Rui saw that this was not good, and put Xiao Ash in the main house, so he had to prevent stepping on dog shit when he walked barefoot, so he put Xiao Ash back in the cardboard box, and then came to the east wing with the cardboard box.

There is a utility room in the east wing, where the stupid cow spends the night, in line with the principle of one more and one less, Bian Rui also placed Xiao Ash's home here.

put Xiao Ash in the east wing, and Bian Rui also made a soft nest of straw for Xiao Ash.

Waiting to get these ready, Bian Rui put on a sheepskin jacket and went to his parents' house for breakfast.

After coming back, Bian Rui began to continue to prepare his own ingredients, taking care of Xiao Ash from time to time, everything was almost ready, and it was time for Bian Rui to set off.

At this time, there was no need to open the refrigeration, and directly moved the things into the compartment, and at the same time moved his own motorcycle in, Bian Rui drove the truck to Mingzhu.

The first thing he did when he arrived at Mingzhu was to clean the shop, clean inside and out, and Bian Rui got up to pick up his daughter from school.

The little girl who saw her father was so happy, chattering like a happy little sparrow all the way.

"Dad, my mother gave birth to a little boy and a little girl, can I live with you?" I want to be too grandpa and grandma, and I also want grandparents and you" The little girl clutched the clothes around her father's waist and said loudly.

Bian Rui knew about Wang Jie's child, but now this matter has nothing to do with Bian Rui, so Bian Rui doesn't care, and now when he hears his daughter ask, he begins to care about his daughter.

"What's wrong?" Bian Rui asked.

The little girl said: "Mom doesn't seem to like me very much, I used to prepare things for me in the morning would not be wrong, but now I always make mistakes, and I brought the wrong colored pen when I went to school today......."

Bian Rui understood as soon as he heard it, maybe he had just given birth to a child and gave birth to a dragon and phoenix fetus, and Wang Jie's response to the little girl was not the same as before. used to be very much loved by the little girl, but now most of it is divided into two newborn children, which makes the little girl feel left out.

Bian Rui can also understand this matter, the child who has not been born for a long time always has to be more dedicated, and the older girl will naturally use less thought.

"Mom has a newborn little brother and little sister, the little brother and little sister are still young, especially easy to get sick, mother naturally has to care more, don't blame your mother, such as preparing colored pens, you have to pay attention to these things, you are no longer a child, you have to learn to do your own things, you can't always rely on your mother......" Bian Rui and his daughter reasoned.

"They are not my younger brothers and sisters, my surname is Bian, their surname is Zhao," the little girl said.

Bian Rui couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, but fortunately he quickly came back to his senses.

The education in Bianjia Village does make Bian Rui like it, but it is not without shortcomings, because of the emphasis on tradition and Confucianism, things such as blood are quite clear, even children wearing open crotch pants can distinguish clearly, what is my surname, what is your surname, which house and which branch of the clan you are, which room and which branch I belong to, and the blood relationship is very clear.

Although the little girl did not go to school in Bianjia Village Primary School, in the process of playing with the children in the village, this concept was invisibly there, and her identity among the friends was not Bian Jing, but the daughter of Uncle Nineteen.

"You can't say that, it's going to be very sad for you to say that...... You have to be sensible and don't cause trouble to your mother," Bian Rui said.

Bian Rui couldn't explain this in detail to such a young child, because he couldn't explain it either, so he had to say so.

After dinner, Bian Rui began to teach his daughter cooking, that is, cutting vegetables or something, because the child was too young, Bian Rui was not too strict, and the father and daughter were more like playing than studying.

After playing for a while, Bian Rui took out the Tang Qin, sat his daughter in his arms, and the father and daughter began to practice. As for the more than 10,000 pianos that his daughter is using now, Bian Rui is really not interested in playing it.

After practicing, Bian Rui let his daughter watch the cartoon for a while, and the father and daughter rested, and Bian Rui got up in the middle of the night to prepare lunch, ready to receive the first guest of his shop.

In the morning, Bian Rui was almost ready, pulled his daughter out of bed, and took her to the small park to watch her practice the long boxing taught by her grandfather, and then the two of them had breakfast and sent their daughter to learn the piano.

returned to the shop to continue preparing, and when her daughter finished class, Bian Rui picked up her daughter back, and it was almost noon.

Bian Rui asked his daughter to finish the meal first and go upstairs to watch cartoons, while he was dressed up neatly and waited for the first guest to come to the door.

At exactly eleven o'clock, the door of the shop was pushed open, and a sturdy middle-aged man in his thirties pushed the door open and stepped aside.

Bian Rui knew at a glance that this person had kung fu in his hands, and he was not the kind of kung fu of a three-legged cat, he belonged to a real master.

Behind this man was an old man, very fat, barely visible of his neck, and did not seem to be very well, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was a little red, and he still had a cane in his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Bian" As soon as the old man entered the door, he smiled at Bian Rui.

The old man's bearing is very good, and at a glance he knows that it is the kind of wealth that has been cultivated for a long time, and the speed of speech is not fast or slow, but it makes people listen to it very comfortably, and there is a majesty in the comfort, and it seems that he is also the master who often gives orders.

"Sir, please take a seat, and you can start right away."

Bian Rui hugged his fist at the old man, gave a hand salute, and then stretched out his right hand and motioned for the old gentleman who entered the door to sit down.

When the old gentleman saw it, he smiled and said, "It's rare to see a young man who can give a proper hand salute."

Bian Rui smiled and didn't speak, and began to prepare the first dish of the day: clear soup and choy sum.

The clear soup is clear, it is simmered out with the old chicken, take its freshness, and the cabbage sum is the green vegetables grown in the space of Bian Rui are slightly older, take its tender heart, and the cabbage heart is scalded in hot soup.

The old man sat down, watched Bian Rui busy with his work, and said, "I came here today to thank Mr. Xiao for saving his life."

Bian Rui was stunned for a moment and looked up at the old man. After carefully distinguishing the area, I found that this old man looked four or five points similar to Zhou Zheng, and I didn't understand what was going on.

Because he and Zhou Zheng are friends, Bian Rui immediately gave another hand-hugging gift from the juniors to the elders: "It turned out to be Mr. Zhou."

Seeing Bian Rui like this, the old man was even more surprised: "I didn't expect that there are still people who are so familiar with Taoist ancient rites."

"The teacher taught" Bian Rui can't do anything now, the elders ask questions, Bian Rui will definitely answer here, and he can't pay for it.

"Your teacher really wants to meet him if he has a chance," said Old Man Zhou.

"The family teacher has passed away," Bian Rui said with a slight bow.

"It's a pity!"

Bian Ruishi continued to cook after the ceremony, and the dish was handed to Old Man Zhou.

Old man Zhou picked up the chopsticks, gently picked out the root cabbage, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, the first chew felt tasteless, but the more he ate, the more he felt that this dish tasted wonderful.

"Good craftsmanship!" Old Man Zhou praised.

"If you like it," Bian Rui said with a smile.

Bian Rui felt that Mr. Zhou had eaten the taste of his own dish, cooking was like drinking, you have to find the right person, someone can taste the taste of each one, if you make a dish, others devour it, and then look dazed, then this dish is not blind.

The next dish is tofu, in a small white bowl, there are a few black grass seeds floating in half a bowl of soup, and a piece of tofu five centimeters square in the middle, white as jade, crystal clear.

Old Man Zhou gently dug a small piece with a small spoon, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, first ate a very beautiful tofu flavor, and then accompanied by a slightly fragrant grass seed and a faint shrimp flavor, the more he ate, the more he felt that the aftertaste was long.

"I really didn't expect you to have such skills!" said Old Man Zhou with emotion.

Mr. Zhou was born before the liberation, and by the time of the liberation, he was already a teenager, and his outlook on life and the world was already there, so he had a strong old-school flavor. He naturally wanted to repay Bian Rui's kindness, so he waited for his health to get better and came over to thank him.

Because he has not been able to contact Bian Rui, so this matter has dragged on until now, originally Mr. Zhou had to hold a position, but now after eating two dishes, Mr. Zhou feels that the meal of 2,000 yuan is really worth it!

After eating the taste, Old Man Zhou stopped talking, and concentrated on tasting Bian Rui's craftsmanship, sixteen dishes, from vegetables to melons, and then to meat, each old man tasted very carefully.

In the end, Bian Rui served the old man a dish of green wheat tea, which was the official end of the meal.