"His sister, you will see what you say, you see, you are the child's teacher, I am the child's husband, let's not say that we are a family, we have to be half of the family, right?" Mingcheng's head was full of black lines, and he suddenly felt that Mr. was not only obscene in appearance and temperament, but even this person was also obscene, and the words of such an older old man sounded like he was taking advantage of his teacher. Coke has updated the finale

Sir, teacher, if people who don't know the truth really think that this should be a couple, they are really old and not ashamed, and they are half of the family, and the advantage of his beautiful teacher is so easy to take advantage of? It is estimated that the master did not come, otherwise this old man would have turned into a meteor and flew into the sky.

I heard Ling Xiaorou laugh and said, "Sir, you're really joking, you're older than my grandfather, I really don't dare to climb high." The gentleman sighed, "His sister, are you disgusted that I am old?" I think back then, I was also a popular girl. ”

Ling Xiaorou twitched the corners of her mouth, "I really haven't seen it." Yu Rou said: "Mother, look for my brother......"

Mingcheng heard Yu Rou's voice, where could he still sit still, put down the book in his hand and ran out, Yu Rou pointed at Ming Cheng in Ling Xiaorou's arms and stretched out his hand, "Brother...... Embrace! Xiu Yi thought that he didn't see Brother Mingcheng when he woke up yesterday, so he was not wronged, and cried with a 'wow', Xiu Jin slapped his little buttocks, and his brother Fan said fully: "Hold back!" ”

Xiu Yi wiped away his tears and stumbled towards Ming Cheng, "Brother ......" saw Xiu Yi throw himself into Ming Cheng's arms, Yu Rou stopped drying, and struggled to get off the ground, but fortunately, the guards brought yesterday had leveled the ground and covered it with a thick layer of sand, and Ling Xiaorou put Yu Rou down.

Yu Rou ran in front of Mingcheng, pushed away Xiuyi, who was coquettish with Mingcheng, and grabbed the best position by herself. Xiu Yi flattened his mouth, and saw the little adult kissing the eldest brother on the side, Brother Mingcheng's arms were gone, he had never robbed his sister, but kissing the eldest brother's arms and sisters was never rare, he could retreat to the second.

ran towards Xiu Jin again, and plunged into Xiu Jin's arms, with a little more force, Xiu Jin was thrown to the ground by him, and even took Xiu Yi into Xiu Jin's arms. Xiu Jin wanted to push his younger brother away, but he didn't know what to think, but finally didn't push away, but stretched out a small hand and patted Xiu Yi's back.

This scene of love and affection made Ling Xiaorou nod her head, as it should be between brothers. The old hermit sighed twice, turned around and entered the house, and said as he walked: "His sister, my old man wants to eat the world-famous Buddha jumping over the wall at noon today." ”

Ling Xiaoju said: "You have to wait for this, don't think about eating it at noon." The old hermit waved his hand, "Wait, the old man can afford to wait." ”

Ling Xiaorou didn't say anything more, since he could afford to wait, then feed the children first. Let the maids and ladies watch the children play here, and Ling Xiaorou washed her hands and went into the kitchen. The scholar had already lit a fire and waited for Ling Xiaorou to come over and cook. Seeing the child's expectation, he also understood that he must have suffered a lot as a child and an old man living in seclusion here, so he asked people to bring the pastries brought by the plate and go outside to eat.

The scholar happily went to Mingcheng to cultivate feelings, if nothing else, this is his future assistant, since childhood to adulthood, of course, the relationship is extraordinary, if you let Mingcheng know that he is good, the future will be inseparable from him. Ling Xiaorou made four dishes and one soup, all of which were made according to the children's tastes, with thick porridge, and the children ate them in large gulps.

Since the three babies were able to hold the spoon by themselves, Ling Xiaorou let them eat by themselves, even if they were full of food, Ling Xiaorou did not stop it, now it is only fifteen months, and the children themselves have eaten very well, a small bowl of porridge will be eaten up in a while, and then hold a small bowl to ask for more porridge. On weekdays, the scholar and the old hermit eat to deal with it, and the old hermit's cooking skills are barely cooked, and if he wants to eat a good meal, he has to go to the city to buy it, although Ling Xiaorou's meal is what children like to eat, and he also thinks it is better than anything else when he eats, if it weren't for Ling Xiaorou to make more, I'm afraid the children won't be able to snatch him.

While the children were eating, Ling Xiaorou went to the kitchen to see the Buddha jumping over the wall made for the old hermit. In the previous life, this Buddha jumping over the wall could become a delicacy for generations, which naturally has its reason. At the beginning, he was able to make people almost fight at the palace banquet, and naturally it could make this old man's food unforgettable. After the ingredients in the jar boiled on the fire, the fragrance wafted out, and the old hermit was reading in the house, and after Mingcheng finished reading the book and taking the test, he threw one to him, but his mind had already been hooked by the fragrance of the food to the point of nowhere.

Mingcheng took the notebook thrown by his husband and looked at it, it was still written by his own teacher. I don't have to think about it to know that Mr. has long paid attention to his master, Mingcheng is thinking: If you don't let your master come over again in the future, even if it is such an old man, he will always be remembered, and the master will be angry.

Finally, in the afternoon, the mouth of the altar opened, Ling Xiaorou took a bowl of Buddha and jumped out of the wall, just tasted it, the old hermit jumped out, snatched the bowl from Ling Xiaorou's hand, and didn't care about burning his mouth, and ate up the bowl in three times and two clicks. Ling Xiaorou frowned, this nimble, how could he be an old man, I really don't know how old he is, I really can't guess the appearance of this crane-haired childish face.

The old hermit served another bowl, and this time he ate much more slowly, sighing as he ate, and at last he shed a few tears. Ling Xiaorou quietly moved backwards, until she reached the door, in case the old man went crazy later, she would rush out of the door. Fortunately, at the end of the meal, the old man also held back his tears, but Ling Xiaorou's gaze became even hotter.

Just when Ling Xiaorou was thinking, is it to escape? Still called a few people to come in to protect, the old man sighed, "His master, don't be afraid, my old man is just moved by food." Ling Xiaorou breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't dare to let down her guard, "If Mr. likes to eat, I will make you eat in the future." ”

The gentleman nodded, "Then there is a wife." As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Xiaorou with very meaningful eyes, and then walked out with a calm step, and when he walked to the kitchen door, he held the big bowl in his hand and said to Ling Xiaorou: "His sister, the rest of the jar is kept by my old man, don't let others take it." ”

Ling Xiaorou was already unfazed, and nodded, "Sir, don't worry, only keep it for Mr." The old hermit left satisfied, eating as he walked, whining twice from time to time, obviously very affectionate about this bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall.

After telling Mingcheng to study hard, Ling Xiaorou left with her three children. In the next few days, although she couldn't come over to see Mingcheng every day, Ling Xiaorou asked people to make food and send it every day, after all, the cooking skills of the guards outside were just like that, others didn't care, and the children had to be nourished. In the blink of an eye, the spring flowers were blooming, and a few houses were repaired outside the hermit's wooden house, and after drying, the glass windows were installed, which were very bright and beautiful, and the old hermit was cheeky to give up his wooden house, and let people move all the things in the wooden house to a house he fancied.

Ming Cheng and the scholar chose one next to the old hermit's house and moved in, and Ling Xiaorou and the prince also asked people to arrange two rooms, one for their husband and wife, and the other for the three babies. It just happened that the weather was warm, and it was also good to go to the back mountain where the hermit lived to climb the mountain and step on the green when I had nothing to do.

So, on a sunny day, the old hermit took Mingcheng a day off, followed King Ning Yuan and his wife, and took three treasures and a scholar up the mountain. Of course, climbing the mountain can't be climbed in vain, Mingcheng and the scholar were asked to go back to write an article about what they saw when they climbed the mountain, but the number of words required was a little worse, after all, Mingcheng didn't read for a long time, and it was good to be able to write it, and there was no more required.

And King Ning Yuan was also instructed, one moment to catch the hare, the other to catch the pheasant, busy jumping up and down, the three treasures giggled. Finally came to the top of the mountain, and the old hermit asked the scholar and Mingcheng to collect dry firewood, and then he didn't care about the large boxes of lo-mei and pastries that the servants carried, and insisted that Ling Xiaorou roast chicken for him to eat.

I already brought a lot of food, but Ling Xiaorou didn't let people bring seasonings, but seeing that the old hermit had a bad temper and had to eat pheasants, Ling Xiaorou had no choice, so she could only do it, but it was not delicious to bake without seasoning. Seeing that there were lotus leaves in the basket for lo-mei, she took it out, and let people slaughter the pheasant and wrap it with lotus leaves, and wrapped it in some yellow mud outside the lotus leaf.

Ling Xiaorou, who was busy making a flower chicken, didn't notice it, but He Louyuan noticed that when Ling Xiaorou took lotus leaves and yellow mud to wrap the pheasant, the old hermit's eyes flashed a few times, and He Louyuan remembered it in his heart, and paid more attention to this strange old man. Wrap the yellow mud in a thick layer on the lotus leaves, and then throw it into the fire that has been burned, just wait for the mud on it to be hot and dry, and then simmer the chicken inside.

Fortunately, there are a few kinds of lo-mei that also need sauce to dip and eat, and after the flower chicken is roasted later, if it is really bland, it is not bad to dip it in the sauce to eat, although she has not baked it herself, Ling Xiaorou is still very confident in the crispy taste of the flower chicken. When the chicken was cooked, Ling Xiaorou pulled the lump of mud out of the fire with a branch, and then knocked off the mud on it with a stick, and the aroma of the chicken came to her nose.

Ling Xiaorou had just carefully peeled off the lotus leaf and was squeezed aside, if it weren't for He Lou's quick hand, Ling Xiaorou would have to be squeezed out. And the old hermit who squeezed people away, at this time, didn't care about being angry by He Louyuan, and couldn't wait to open the lotus leaf wrapped in the pheasant, revealing the red and fragrant chicken inside, and ripped off a thigh, even if it was hot, he still took a big bite, and then nodded straight, and said vaguely: "Make a detailed introduction......

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