"Grandpa, you're here!"

Huang Xiongying opened the door, looked at the kind old man outside the door, and said with a smile.

The old man seems to be unusually loving today.

A pair of eyes that had become a little cloudy because of the wind and frost, after seeing Huang Xiongying, actually had a layer of fog, staring directly at Huang Xiongying's heroic face.

For a moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned.

It's been ten years.

It's been ten years, and his beloved grandson has miraculously returned.

Zhu Biao's departure seemed to drain the old man's heart all of a sudden, making him gloomy, irritable, and suspicious.

But the return of the eldest grandson made his already dry heart seem to be gradually moistened......

"Grandpa?"

Huang Xiongying called softly: "What's wrong?" A preoccupied look. ”

"Oh-"

Zhu Yuanzhang woke up suddenly, with a loving smile on his face: "It's okay, child, let's go into the house." ”

Enter the house.

Huang Xiongying asked Zhu Yuanzhang to sit down and said with a smile:

"Old man, you sit down first, today, let's eat dumplings!"

"What's the good thing, and eat whole dumplings?"

Zhu Yuanzhang asked with a smile.

"The dumplings will be ready in a while, let's talk to you while eating!"

Huang Xiongying said as he walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, are you still selling it to us?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up with a smile: "Let's help you, when your grandmother used to make dumplings, we helped roll out the noodles." ”

Inside the kitchen.

The Son of Heaven of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Hongwu, personally cooked.

Zhu Yuanzhang rolled up his sleeves, and his thick hands were facing each other.

Huang Xiongying, who was on the side, was skillfully chopping minced pork, and said with a smile: "Old man, I didn't expect you to be quite professional in this technique!" ”

"Not really!"

Zhu Yuanzhang wiped the Han water on his forehead with the back of his hand: "In the past, we could only eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, and then your grandmother and grandfather were reluctant to eat them, they were all for us to eat, but unfortunately, later, they all starved to death and didn't enjoy a day's blessings, hey——"

The old man said with a long sigh.

"Grandpa......"

Huang Xiongying looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was a little lonely on his face, and comforted: "That's all the harm of the dog's day, now it's okay, with Emperor Hongwu here, our days will be better and better." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up, revealing a proud and proud look.

Our eldest grandson praised us!

Zhu Yuanzhang felt happy in his heart, and said with a smile: "So, do you think Old Man Hongwu is a good emperor?" ”

Saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Huang Xiongying intentionally or unintentionally, obviously he cared about the latter's opinion.

In fact, for this question, the old man asked it for the second time, and Huang Xiongying had already answered it before, but the answer was very vague at the time.

At that time, the old man was quite happy.

Now, the old man grinned again when he heard himself praise Emperor Hongwu.

It seems that his grandfather is a loyal fan of the old Emperor Hongwu.

Thinking of this, Huang Xiongying also has the heart to make the old man more happy and happy, so as not to always be immersed in the sad past, which is not good.

Huang Xiongying said with a smile: "Old man Hongwu, he is not only a good emperor, but also the most righteous emperor in our Chinese history!" ”

"Oh?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stopped what he was doing all of a sudden, and looked at Huang Xiongying with bright eyes: "How do you say this?" ”

It was the first time he had heard that.

Looking at the old man's interest, Huang Xiongying simply talked eloquently:

"The Han nationality has been considered to be orthodox in China since ancient times, and the surrounding ethnic minorities are local barbarians, therefore, the Mengyuan people destroyed the Song Dynasty to unify the world, and were considered by the orthodox culture of the Han family to be the fall of civilization, so there is no China after Yashan."

"And the old emperor Hongwu was born in the Han people and recaptured the world from the hands of the Mengyuan people, this form of obtaining the world is the salvation of orthodox civilization, and the form of seizing the country can be said to be incomparably positive, which is one of them."

"Second, Emperor Hongwu defeated the Mengyuan people to win the world, not by conspiracy, but through a dignified battlefield duel, the way is above board, the king is defeated, from this point of view, Emperor Hongwu is extremely righteous in seizing the country!"

"The third point, after Emperor Hongwu seized the world, the people's livelihood in the world withered, Emperor Hongwu was extremely strict with officials, but he paid attention to resting with the people, seeking benefits for the people, and not infringing on the people, resulting in the rapid stability of the world, won the support of the people, consolidated the political power, and returned to the heart of the world!"

After Huang Xiongying finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the old man.

found that the old man's whole person seemed to be immobilized, fixed there, and looked at himself with straight eyes.

Huang Xiongying scratched his head and asked softly, "Grandpa, is there anything wrong with what I said?" ”

"Good! You can say that again! ”

The old man suddenly burst into a shout and jumped Huang Xiongying.

It's really a fan.

Huang Xiongying glanced at the excited old man:

"You're a lot older, why are you so excited, people who don't know still think you're Emperor Hongwu!"

"Hey, hey—"

The old man smiled, smiling like a child who had received candied fruit: "We are happy! ”

"What are you happy about, noodles, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this dumpling after dark!"

"Haole, let's listen to our eldest grandson!"

The old man rolled up his sleeves higher, and he felt more energetic when he got up.

Not for a while.

The dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings are all ready.

Pork stuffing with leeks!

The old man likes to eat this, it's delicious.

The grandfather and grandson cooperate in the division of labor, Zhu Yuanzhang is responsible for the bun, and Huang Xiongying is responsible for getting out of the pot and making fried dumplings.

Inside a large iron pot.

Huang Xiongying evenly drizzled with yellow-orange lard, and then put the wrapped dumplings into the pot one by one.

Cover the pot and after a few moments start pouring water around the lid.

Pinch the time.

After lifting the lid, the fried dumplings are golden brown, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the aroma is mixed with hot air and gushes out.

Looking at Huang Xiongying's skillful skills like Queen Ma, Zhu Yuanzhang was in a trance.

This is the imperial grandson of the Ming Dynasty!

all these years.

That's how this kid came here, right?

Looking at his skillful craftsmanship, I am afraid that in the past ten years, he has been so self-reliant.

Especially after his father died, a person has to carry everything, right?

Zhu Yuanzhang did not feel distressed, but felt a burst of pride.

What a seedling!

Even if it has grown wild outside for ten years, not only has it not grown crooked, but it has grown extremely positively.

This child is the unicorn of my old Zhu family!

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes turned red unconsciously, God didn't treat his old Zhu family badly, he took one away and sent another back......

"Taste one?"

Huang Xiongying asked as he put the fried dumplings on a plate.

"Good!"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't care about a lot, grabbed one and sent it to his mouth.

"Hot, be careful!"

Huang Xiongying turned his back and instructed.

But Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't care so much.

Directly put the whole dumpling into your mouth and bite it down.

The skin is crispy on the outside, and the leek pork filling juice inside explodes instantly, full of happiness.

It seems to be back to the days when Chinese New Year's Eve went to the landlord's house to return the cow, and ran all the way back to steal dumplings......

Huang Xiongying turned around, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, who had some tears in his eyes, shook his head and said:

"I told you that it was hot, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Come, come, drink."

Zhu Yuanzhang took the water and drank it in one gulp, looking satisfied.

At this time, he no longer has the appearance of Emperor Hongwu at all, and he is completely like an old man who dotes on his grandson.

"Delicious! After your grandma left, we haven't eaten such delicious dumplings in many years! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was proud......