the fourth course: a tender and fatty steamed mandarin fish; The fifth course is a plate of fresh jade asparagus; The sixth course is a whole roast goose; The seventh course is a pot of fragrant Luhua chicken; The eighth course is a jade radish that makes people can't bear to put down chopsticks......

Han Yiluo sighed with emotion: "The dishes cooked by the chef in Dingfeng Building are different, let me eat here for a year, I must not even know my parents." ”

Li Shufang glared at the second apprentice again.

Ouyang Jun said: "You don't know your parents in the first place. “

The delicacies are in front, and the people in the rivers and lakes are not informal, and it is not surprising that the house is full of gobbling up food.

The most surprising thing was Jin Yanchen's movements, Sven was so elegant that he simply lost his identity as the Holy Lord of the Ming Palace.

The maid moved the mandarin fish to Jin Yanchen at Xu Younan's signal.

Jin Yanchen stretched out his chopsticks, picked out the fisheye part and put it in his bowl, carefully removed the eyeballs, leaving only a circle of frozen tender meat near the fish's eye, and carefully clamped it up and sent it to Mu Dianke's bowl.

He picked up the most tender and fatty piece of the fish belly, lowered his head and carefully removed the fat on the fish belly, and was just about to pick it up and hand it to Mu Dianke Bowl, when he heard a loud "bang" from upstairs.

When everyone looked up, they saw the door of a box on the second floor wide open, and a woman with tears on her face rushed out from inside.

The woman was about fifty years old, not young, and her skin was dull and flabby, and she looked haggard. However, as the saying goes, beauty is in the bones and not in the skin, although this woman has a gloomy complexion, the foundation is very good, and the bones are beautiful, you can imagine how gorgeous she was when she was young.

The woman rushed out of the box, did not take the stairs, ran straight to the railing, jumped downstairs, and rushed towards Jin Yanchen's table.

A man who looked like a scholar chased after him and shouted, "Mother! ”

Unlike the high-rollers in the audience, even if the man is in a hurry, he still raises his hands and feet decently. There is a kind of aristocratic etiquette.

Someone recognized the young man: "Su Buyan! ”

The northerners are martial, and the southerners are literate. If you say that in the Jiangnan area, who is the most respected Pianpian Jiagong, it is definitely not Liu Xinyuan, but Su Buyan.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes, called "square string Su pen".

"Fang" refers to the sixth monarch of the Mobei Ming Palace. This person is proficient in music, the piano is ancient and modern, and there have been princes and nobles who bid 10,000 taels of gold to play a song but can't.

Su Buyan is good at writing and ink, not only writing a good hand, but also astonishing the words in the article. once used a "Si Mei Fu", which attracted the south and north of the Yangtze River, and the paper was expensive.

Su Buyan and Fang Jun fought against one south and one north, and were called "the second son of the rivers and lakes".

The mother of Su Buyan, the "son of the north", was the only survivor of the Jin family in Chang'an before Jin Yanchen appeared - Seventh Miss Jin Caimo.

With the extinction of the Chang'an Jin family, the proud girl who once walked on Chang'an Avenue without squinting gradually faded out of people's field of vision, and few people remember it anymore.

Jin Yanchen put the picked fish and meat into Mu Dianke's bowl, and then turned his head and looked at Jin Caimo's mother and son who were surrounded by a group of knife and axe hands, with deliberate calmness in his eyes.

Jin Caimo's lips trembled, and tears rolled down: "Little Six, Little Six, don't you know Aunt Seven?" ”

Jin Yanchen's expression moved, Jin Caimo couldn't help it anymore, rushed forward and grabbed Jin Yanchen's arm, and dragged it tightly, with such great force that it dragged Jin Yanchen's body crookedly: "Little Six, Little Six, I am your seventh aunt." ”

Jin Caimo's face was full of tears, and he reached out to pick Jin Yanchen's eyebrows.

After seeing the mole hidden in Jin Yanchen's left eyebrow, her tears became more and more urgent: "You are really Xiaoliu, you are really Xiaoliu...... My aunt remembers that when you were just born, your eyebrows were shallow and light, but there was a mole in it, and several sisters-in-law laughed and said that our little six boys had a beautiful mole, and they must be beautiful men when they grow up...... My aunt still remembers that our little six have the best walnut peeling and are the best at picking fish eyes...... Your brothers also made up a crooked poem to laugh at you, do you remember? “

Jin Caimo's eyes widened, looking at Jin Yanchen's face with hope, lest the hope he had just seized would be shattered again, and he hurriedly said: "It's that little six, little six have a daughter-in-law, do you still remember, do you remember?" ”

Jin Yanchen didn't remember it, so he choked up and continued: "...... The daughter-in-law is pretty, and she laughs at Luoyang Xiaoliu; Good daughter-in-law, the first treasure in heaven and on earth; The daughter-in-law made trouble, and the little six coaxed the little six to hug; The daughter-in-law is tao, and Xiaoliu is so anxious that she is looking for it all over the street; Daughter-in-law Jiao, Xiaoliu quickly pick the fisheye ......"

Jin Caimo's lips trembled, he tugged on Jin Yanchen's arm tightly, and burst into tears: "It won't be wrong, it won't be wrong, you are my little six." You and your grandfather...... Looks so similar! ”

Jin Yanchen opened his hand and hugged Jin Caimo: "Seventh aunt." ”

This call of the seventh aunt came out, and Jin Caimo suddenly broke down and cried like a child.

She bent over in tears, trying to hold her nephew, who had distressed her, in her arms.

However, he was so tall that she could only cling to his shoulder, resting her head on his, and howling hysterically: "You have grown so tall, so tall!" My aunt remembers that when you left, you were only thirteen years old...... Little Liu, my Little Liu, my hard-working son, how have you survived all these years? ”

Everyone present sighed, this heart-rending pain, even if it is not experienced personally, can feel a thing or two.

Mu Dianke turned his head, only to find that he had already burst into tears.

The past is pulled back to the present by scenes.

She seemed to see those cicada noisy summer afternoons, mothers in the yard to dry last year's clothes, her group of cousins drilled under the clothesline, running and turning back to Jin Yanchen and shouting: "Little Liu, Little Little Six has a daughter-in-law...... The first treasure in the sky and on the ground, you want to eat walnuts and peel them, walk without legs, and hold them with no legs, and the stars in the sky are as you want, ah, as you want, as you want, as you want, as you want......"

Those bright and warm years will never go back.

Mu Dianke leaned over and saluted Su Buyan: "Cousin Su." ”

Su Buyan looked at Mu Dianke for a long time, and finally raised his hand, bent down and squeezed down, which was a great gift for the reunion of cousins and sisters: "Cousin Si'er." ”

Xu Younan had tears in his eyes, but there was a relieved smile on the corner of his lips: Now that the dust has settled, the identity of the descendants of the Jin Yanchen and Jin family will no longer be questioned.

In one of the most inconspicuous boxes on the second floor, a young man in a silver brocade robe sits.

The man remained in the same position and sat for a long time.

There was a cup of tea in front of him, and the tea didn't move, and it was already hot.

The lobby on the first floor was silent, no one spoke, no one even made a sound.

The young man, who was watched by everyone, was as handsome as a god and as dazzling as the sun, and he said in a choked and gentle tone, "...... Good daughter-in-law, the first treasure in heaven and on earth...... The daughter-in-law made trouble, and the little six coaxed the little six to hug ......"

He should be relieved, right? He was distressed, afraid that she would be lonely, and that she would have nowhere to warm the woman, after all, someone was caring for her.

Antiru called in a low voice, "Childe." ”

Chang Qianfo slowly stood up and walked out from the side door of the box, his tall back was a little lonely: "Let's go." ”