The honey-glazed pork ribs, but my mother made them herself, I promise that they are better than those made by the cook in your palace, and eat them while they are hot...... By the way, there is this, steamed crab, which is our little pupil's favorite food, and it is also made by my mother! After taking the chopsticks on the table, Mrs. Qingyou personally sandwiched a chopstick dish for each of them, with a smile and gentleness, "What are you doing in a daze, eat quickly?!" ”

Zitong raised her hand and broke off a crab leg and took a bite of the exposed crab meat, "Wow, it's delicious, mother, you're so amazing!" ”

"Of course." Mrs. Qingyou turned her face to look at Beichen, only to see Beichen holding the rib and chewing a piece of pork rib meat, but the expression on her face was very deep, and Mrs. Qingyou smiled slightly, "Isn't it...... Not to your taste? ”

Beichen put down the ribs on the chopsticks and slowly raised his face, "It turns out ...... Did you make those ribs? ”

Mrs. Qingyou's nose was sour, and she was busy covering up, "Stinky boy, your mouth is quite tricky, you can eat it...... You eat, I'll go find the water cold! ”

Turning around, she flew out of the window, Zitong and Beichen turned their faces, and clearly saw that she raised her arm as if she was wiping her face, obviously crying.

"What do you mean by ribs?" Purple Pupil turned her face and looked at Beichen curiously.

"When I was a child, my father was locked in that courtyard to practice, and I rarely saw my mother, and for a while, my father did not give me meat for more than a month in order to train my body, and once at night, the servant sent me a honey sauce pork ribs, I casually said that it was delicious, and later, every night there would be a honey sauce pork ribs." Beichen looked at the ribs on the plate, "That taste is exactly the same as this one." ”

Purple Pupil listened, and raised her lips slightly, "This shows that my mother loves you very much." ”

Lifting the chopsticks, Beichen picked the best piece of ribs on the plate and put it on her plate, "Now, share your share." ”

"Thank you!" Zitong smiled and stretched out her fingers, pinched the ribs and brought them to her mouth, and took a big bite unceremoniously, "Well, it's really delicious." ”

By the time Zitong gnawed the ribs clean, Mrs. Qingyou had already swept in from the window with a person and landed in the room.

The man was wearing a black robe, and the hood was worn on his head, covering most of his head and face, until he fell in the room, he raised his hand and took off the hood on his head, revealing that although it had been dyed with some traces of time, it was still beautiful and handsome, it was Beichen's father Bei Shuihan.

Purple Hitomi immediately stood up, "Father! ”

"Hitomi-chan!" Bei Shuihan looked at her with a happy face, and his eyes immediately fell on Beichen, looking at his son, this man who has always been iron-blooded and cold-hearted, was also full of feelings, and his hands hanging on his body were clenched tightly.

Beichen got up from the chair, looked at his father who was standing across the table, hesitated for a moment before he spoke, "Father, I'...... It's back! ”

"Hey!" Bei Shuihan tried to control his emotions, "It's good to come back." ”

"Go." Zi Tong quietly urged Beichen with her divine sense, and seeing him standing still, she simply stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and dragged him to Bei Shuihan, "Father, Beichen offended you a lot before, you see, how do you want me to punish him, whether to make him kneel on the washboard or let him go to the toilet!" ”

Mrs. Qingyou laughed, and Beichen also smiled, "It's really not good, I'll wash the toilet for my father!" ”

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