Two brothers from a thousand miles, who have never squinted outside and are accustomed to bearing adoring glances, can only stand silently in the corner of the wall in their hometown at this moment.

One looked empty, not knowing what he was thinking. The other had a gloomy look in his eyes, knowing what he was thinking but not daring to think about it.

The punishment stations all had their aura, and they were in a trance, and they didn't even bother to interact.

Lian Haichang, as the head of the family, although he is old, he still has to pay attention to the time and place when he sets the rules, and he can stand when he wants. In educating his children, he has always adhered to the principle of raising a son from the poor and raising a daughter from the rich. And Ling is like a jewel in his eyes, and his two biological sons are like dead wood and straw in his hands. For more than a year, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and Ling was not an unfilial child, either he was wronged outside, or he was unwilling to go home because he was wronged by these two brothers. But if it's a simple grievance, how can a child who is strong with Lingduo escape and don't even go home?

Even Haichang could guess with his toes that if He Ling didn't go home, Bacheng couldn't get out of the relationship with the two brothers.

Seeing that the two of them were particularly "interesting" and "consciously" standing by the wall, even Haichang was not polite, and went directly to the backyard warehouse to dig out a Callaway golf club that he had abandoned for many years, and beckoned to the two rabbit cubs without saying a word.

Like when he was a child, he didn't dare to look at it, and buried his head in his legs.

The one who had been sitting next to her patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, Lingling, the club doesn't have a headache at all, and it relieves your muscles and invigorates your blood." ”

"When I used to beat with a rolling pin, even my mother was so comforting.

Nanny Xiaojuan brought a tray of afternoon tea, put it on Heling's hand, and recommended it as if the eunuch advised the emperor to eat in ancient times: "Heling, look at what afternoon tea the third sister prepared for you?" ”

He Ling decisively shifted her gaze from the smoked brothers to the tray, and saw a series of snacks and snacks themed on her favorite fruit, star fruit. There are baked star fruit buns, steaming at a glance, it is stewed with custard milk in a pressure cooker, and even the tea is made of black tea.

He Ling said "hehe" twice, and unceremoniously picked up a star fruit bag and stuffed it into his mouth. Xiaojuan, a nanny who is a pastry chef in general, is especially looking forward to her reaction after tasting it. As long as He Ling nodded slightly, without the instructions of Lian's mother, this star fruit wrapped dessert can be officially included in the Lianjia recipe.

Although He Ling didn't like to eat star fruit eight hundred years ago, she nodded symbolically and praised "delicious" as she stared at her with a few pairs of eyes.

Lian's mother was very happy to hear this: "I know you like to eat." Xiaojuan, buy a basket of star fruit tomorrow and come back. If the supermarket is out of stock, contact Lianjiang's orchard. ”

As a summer fruit, star fruit is only twenty or thirty on the shelves of supermarkets in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai in winter, but because of Heling's sentence "delicious", this "basket" is destined to be transported by air.

Over there, Lian's father couldn't swing the club anymore, and He Ling hurriedly poured a small cup of star fruit tea from the pot, and went over with the teacup to condole: "Dad, you taste it, the third sister brewed it, it's delicious." ”

Lian Haichang instantly switched from irritable mode to affinity mode, took the teacup from He Ling's hand with a smile, and praised loudly: "We and Ling are the most filial." ”

With a smiling face, he pulled Lian's father away, leaving two silent men who were still standing in punishment. Kazuzu didn't dare to kick their legs or buttocks like when they were children, so they only dared to whisper behind them, "Do you drink star fruit tea?" ”

Lian Kaifeng stood in a muffled voice, as if he hadn't heard it.

Lian Yixin is still hypocritical: "I won't drink what you have left." ”

"It's really good to be kind, but it's not rewarded.

After the rich theme afternoon tea, it was still a dinner with the theme of Heling's favorite Huaiyang cuisine. The Huaiyang chef who was preparing the banquet still borrowed it from Qiao Jingyun's house next door, and He Ling had already invited him over to prepare dinner before he arrived home.

The cold dishes are refreshing, and although Heling is not hungry, he also eats deliciously. When a pot of three sets of duck came up, Chef Yao, who was cooking the dishes, walked out wearing a chef's top hat, instantly elevating a simple meal into a state banquet.

He Ling took a sip of soup and listened to Master Yao's introduction to a table: "These three sets of ducks are the façade dishes of Huaiyang cuisine, and the method of making zuò was written in the Qing Dynasty's "Diaoding Collection". 'The fat duck is boneless, and the plate duck is also boneless, filled into the belly of the duck, steamed very badly, and the whole offering. Later, our Yangzhou chef innovated this method, filling the local specialty lake duck or chicken into the duck, and the vegetable pigeon into the duck, and finally smoldering it for three hours over medium heat before serving it. The soup is very delicious and fresh, and the more you eat, the more tender it becomes, and the more you eat, the fresher it becomes. ”

Lian Haichang nodded and praised: "It's really good." ”

Lian's mother scooped a spoonful and tasted it, and said, "Master Yao, next week our family is going to Zhouzhuang to play for a few days, during which we will entertain a few foreign friends." You go back and ask Xu Feng for a leave to follow us, and the daily salary will be three times for you." ”

Ms. Xu Feng is the mother of Qiao Jingyun Qiao Da artist, and her temper is well-known throughout Suzhou. When he was young, he was also a well-known storyteller in the Suzhou Pingtan industry, and when he talked about books, he was a famous character. Even Guo Yue's grandmother, the pillar of the Ping Dan Club, is less than half as popular as Xu Feng. The two are like two Internet writers, one novel is updated every day but there are always more old stalks, and the other saves a draft for half a year but tosses out a famous book. It doesn't say who is better and who is inferior, but when compared left and right, the high quality of the work will naturally go further.

All in all, Ms. Xu Feng is a famous lady who is taller than anyone else, and she doesn't look at people when she walks on the road. Being able to lend his own cook to Lian's mother is also something that he can afford.

Master Yao also knew what kind of person his employer was, so he didn't dare to accept it immediately, so he replied, "I'll reply to you depending on the situation" and went to the back kitchen.

Waiting for Master Yao to leave, He Ling was bold and wondered, "Will Aunt Xu agree?" ”

Lian's mother snorted and said unhappily: "She, how dare she go against me all these years?" knew that her popularity was poor, and no one introduced her son to someone. Over the years, I have finally made some progress, knowing that your mother is very popular, begging me to introduce the girl to Jingyun. ”

He Ling secretly thought that Qiao Jingyun was looking for a wife, and it was easy to find it, and he had ready-made ones waiting to be put on the shelves, so Lian Yixin frowned and stirred up discord and said, "Mom, Aunt Xu will treat you as an old bustard." ”

Even Kaifeng, who had been silent, raised his head and said: "Just like Qiao Jingyun, marry one and spoil the other." Mom, if you do a good deed every day, you should not know. ”

He Ling put down his chopsticks and opened his mouth to recommend his female No. 1 in the heavy snow project, but he heard Lian's father interrupt: "What you said is right." I thought that Xu Feng had fallen in love with Heling, and he had only rushed to slap your mother in the past few years. Look at this wishful thinking, it's really loud. ”

Kazuzu was so embarrassed that she picked up the chopsticks again and buried her head in the dish.

After dinner, Kazuzu went back to his room with a change of clothes he had brought with him. Her room was on the east side of the second floor, and next door was her study that she used alone. Through the corridor that is not long, you can walk around a person's high antique blue and white porcelain vase to the bedroom of the two brothers.

Lian Yixin went upstairs for the second time, and went to play with the bell room for a while before entering his room.

Lian Kaifeng was the last to go upstairs, and when he passed by the door of Helingfang, he paused, and he didn't go in at all.

Lian's mother watched the three of them walk into the room before she whispered to her husband, "Do you see it?" Did Kaifeng or Yixin bully Kazuzu? ”

Lian Haichang let out a long sigh, scratched the top of his head, which was almost gone, and asserted with great observation like Sherlock Holmes: "It's all bullied." ”

Lian's mother almost gritted her teeth, "I'll just say that you don't have a good thing in your family!" Ah, even his sister's beauty is covetous. These two little cubs, I'm going to knock them to death! ”