Even if Mo Hongjin doesn't say it, Ling Xiaorou has to send her delicious food here, and since she has come over, Ling Xiaorou just plans to teach her a few hands.

But Mo Hongjin really has no talent in cooking, and it is common to make mistakes with salt and sugar, and finally Ling Xiaorou is annoyed and slams the spoon, "Mo Hongjin, I will teach you that I am a pig!" ”

Mo Hongjin pouted with tears in his eyes, "You are so fierce! ”

Ling Xiaorou was helpless, in fact, she had long known that she was not good at cooking, so why was she impatient? Besides, although the Zhang family is not as glorious as before, it is also a big family, where can the master of the family make food himself?

Simply asked Mo Hongjin to send a trustworthy cook over, and Ling Xiaorou let the cook she brought teach her hand in hand, not to mention, this cook is really smart, her cooking skills are very good, and she can make the dishes decent after teaching for a while.

Ling Xiaorou was very satisfied with it, she wanted to dig into the corner of the wall with such a manufacturable material.

After settling down in Zhang's house and eating delicious meals, Ling Xiaorou remembered the mother and son she met on the street again, and she didn't know where He Louyuan took people to ask, and the booklet, how could she look familiar?

Ling Xiaorou thought about it in distress, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, wasn't that booklet very similar to the one given to her by the old hermit? Could it be that this woman is also the younger sister of the old hermit? But listening to the meaning of the old hermit's words, his husband only accepted one female disciple from Ruoxi, so what is the identity of this woman? Could it be the descendants of the old hermit's apprentice? Or maybe where did she just pick up her booklet?

But she is pregnant, and He Louyuan doesn't allow her to worry about it too much, anyway, he will come and tell her when He Louyuan understands.

Ling Xiaorou waited, waited, waited, waited, a day passed, He Louyuan's face was full of joy when he came back, and he was still holding a wooden box in his hand, when she saw this wooden box, Ling Xiaorou immediately understood that she was really not mistaken, this box was exactly the same as what the old hermit gave her?

He Louyuan carefully opened the box, and there was also a booklet similar to that given to her by the old hermit, Ling Xiaorou couldn't help but sigh: Is she going to enter the translation work of Lian Meng and guess again?

However, He Louyuan only let her look at the box, and then put the box away, and strictly ordered Ling Xiaorou not to touch these things until she gave birth and was confinement.

Ling Xiaorou breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart itched, she was really curious about what recipes were written in it, and the previous recipes that she could translate were given to Ming Cheng, originally thinking that she would not be afraid that her descendants would not be able to eat with her good cooking skills, compared to Ming Cheng, she needed those things more.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for another identical box to be delivered to her, although according to the old hermit, many of the things in it were repeated, but there were also many that were added by the gentleman on a whim, and each box had the same thing, but it was not the same, and it was enough to get a random box.

Ling Xiaorou really wanted to see what was in the box brought by this woman, and also thought of what the old hermit said about his senior brothers who saw the head and the end of the dragon, Ling Xiaorou coveted the box in their hands even more, any one of them was priceless, if more than ten or twenty were placed in front of her, Ling Xiaorou felt that she could wake up with a smile when she slept and dreamed, and she no longer had to be afraid that she would not be able to afford to raise more children.

But now, let alone a dozen or twenty, just one of them is not to be seen, can Ling Xiaorou not itch in her heart? But looking at He Louyuan's expression, this matter is really not negotiable.

Ling Xiaorou thought that she could only count the days and wait until she gave birth to a child and took care of her body.

As for that woman, He Louyuan rarely sighed, "She went after saying what she had to say, and entrusted the child to us before leaving, and we will have another son in the future, okay?" ”

Of course, Ling Xiaorou will not object, otherwise how can a motherless child live? Besides, the mother gave her such a generous gift, of course she couldn't treat the child badly.

As for the origin of the child's father, the woman didn't have time to say it, but she didn't know if she could ask the child later, she hadn't found any clues in the capital for so long before, Ling Xiaorou began to wonder if he was a real official, maybe it was a fake.

He Louyuan sent someone to bury the woman, and then brought the child over, looking at the thin and weak obviously did not suffer less, they were all mothers, Ling Xiaorou looked very distressed.

Let the doctor diagnose the pulse, fortunately, except for the nutrition almost, there is no other problem, so the child was raised by Ling Xiaorou's side, anyway, she has a lot of experience in raising children, even if the child seems to be withdrawn, she has a way to make the child happy.

But who would have thought that this kid was really too withdrawn, Yu Rou showed favor like that, but he didn't even let him smile a little, and he looked like he was turning people away, and over time, Yu Rou didn't bother to pay attention to him. is a child who has grown up in the palm of his hand, and he really hasn't put a hot face on someone else's cold ass.

If it weren't for the fact that eating and sleeping were normal, Ling Xiaorou would have felt that this child was disgusted with the world because of changes in his family. For such a child, I really can't beat or scold, and I can't coax people and don't listen, so I can only change slowly.

When the woman went, she didn't say what the child's name was, and she couldn't ask it, and Ling Xiaorou didn't want to mess with his name, so she simply called him 'Bao'er' in the end.

Noticed that every time she shouted 'Bao'er', the child's eyes would flash, Ling Xiaorou didn't think that she just happened to be blinded by the child's name, I'm afraid that just because of this 'Bao'er' made the child feel that even if he didn't have a mother, he was not a grass that others bullied casually, and someone still regarded him as a treasure.

After two days of contact, the child's eyes softened a little when he looked at Ling Xiaorou, and he could see the attachment in it, Ling Xiaorou's sense of accomplishment was called a high, and every day the kitchen changed tricks to make food for the child, just because the child was weak and afraid that the deficiency would not be supplemented, so he didn't make up too much, all of which were nutritious, delicious and easily digestible food.

Ling Feng arrived on the third day, which really brought Ling Xiaorou a bigger surprise.

This time it was not only Ling Feng's family of four who came, but there were also more than a dozen old men who came with him, a smooth white beard and white hair, he couldn't be young at first glance, not ninety or hundred, but seventy or eighty, just a dress was too plain.

It is already a very euphemistic way to say that it is simple, the clothes with patches and patches are still worn by no one around, and I don't know which poor country Ling Feng found it from, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you can go down to the field with your sleeves rolled up.

Ling Xiaorou was strange, Ling Feng found this group of old men, although he didn't know what he was doing, why was he reluctant to even change into a piece of clothing? I was also a little stingy, but fortunately, although the clothes were torn, they were all clean, and it seemed that these old men were extraordinary.

Ling Ruixi is thirteen years old, and she looks about the same height as Ling Xiaorou, and when she sees Ling Xiaorou, she wants to pounce, "Aunt, aunt......"

was stopped outside by He Louyuan, when he was five years old, he saw that Ling Ruixi was okay and threw himself into Ling Xiaorou's arms, and now the young men who are all teenagers are still throwing themselves into Ling Xiaorou's arms, He Louyuan not only feels that it is an eyesore, it is really jealous.

Ling Ruixi was not angry when He Louyuan stopped him, he had long known his uncle's thoughts about his aunt, in fact, he really deliberately wanted to make He Louyuan jealous, whoever let his aunt marry him couldn't keep watching him grow up.

Ling Xiaorou was also really happy to see Ling Ruixi, although there was less gathering and more separation in the middle, but this child was raised by her side when she crossed over, and it was also the first relative she saw here, the feelings were naturally different, I hadn't seen her for so long, could I not want to?

glared at He Louyuan fiercely, and took a few steps forward to hug Ling Ruixi, not to mention, the little boy had grown up enough to really protect her size, touching the muscles on his body, this kung fu was definitely not taught by his father.

Yilan still looked so hearty, holding her well-behaved daughter in her hand, and she was also very excited to see Ling Xiaorou, but the little niece was very curious when she saw Ling Xiaorou, but she was a little recognizant, and called 'Aunt' softly, and then followed Yilan step by step.

After exchanging feelings of parting, Ling Xiaorou asked about the old men who had noticed a long time ago.

As a result, as soon as she heard Ling Feng's explanation, Ling Xiaorou immediately cried and laughed.

Ling Feng said: "Big girl, these old gentlemen were met by my brother outside the door of a restaurant, at that time they were all shouting to eat Buddha jumping over the wall, but unfortunately they couldn't do it in the restaurant, so my brother invited them to eat a meal at home, who thought that after they ate Buddha jumping over the wall, they shouted to eat a ...... called beggar chicken"

"It's called Flower Chicken." One of the oldest old men smiled and nodded slightly in correction, and the rest of the old men also nodded in agreement.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth twitched, I really don't know if it is cost-effective for him to invite them to eat a meal of Buddha jumping over the wall, how can this be all up to him, no matter what he says that he has not heard, these people just refuse to leave, especially after hearing that he is the brother of Princess Ningyuan, who is very good at making delicious food, he follows wherever he goes.

Ling Feng said hatefully: "Brother really has no tricks, so I can only bring them all over, if you know how to make that beggar chicken, let someone do it for them quickly, lest they follow me all the time, and the business can't be done." ”

"It's called Flower Chicken!" The old men looked at Ling Feng with a dissatisfied look, as if Ling Feng was not the person who had served them to eat and drink before.

Ling Xiaorou thought of the unique taste of the old hermit before, there was Buddha jumping over the wall, and there was also a chicken, where could she not guess the origin of these old men? When I thought of what the old hermit said, everyone had a box of books...... Ling Xiaorou suddenly looked at these old men as if she were looking at a living treasure.

Listening to Ling Feng's grievances again, knowing that Ling Feng did not suspect her because of her abnormality in cooking, his heart was relieved, and sure enough, a good brother is a good brother, and he never forgot to think about his sister at any time.

While Ling Xiaorou was moved, she vowed to be better to Ling Feng, because she inherited the original owner's thoughts, and after all these years with this body, Ling Xiaorou has completely regarded herself as the original owner, Ling Feng is naturally her own brother, if she loses her brother who loves her for no reason because of Ling Feng's suspicion, Ling Xiaorou feels that she will definitely die sadly.