Qingluan and Qingfeng are excellent at cooking. In order to welcome the arrival of Lingyun and his son, they have been busy since the afternoon when Lingyun went to Qingshui City to pick up the blue bird.
Of course Ling Yun's judgment was not wrong. After Qingniao had fully recovered, he had reconnected with Qingluan Qingfeng and the others through Ye Xingchen.
So after Lingyun saw Qingniao and explained his intentions, Qingniao notified them immediately.
Together with them, Yin Qingxuan slaughtered chickens and sheep, dug bamboo shoots, dug wild vegetables, picked mushrooms and wild fruits, and caught lake fish. They have been busy until now, preparing a table full of dishes.
No more, no less, exactly eighteen dishes.
Its intention is self-evident, these 18 dishes represent the Lingyun family of three, the past 18 years.
There are hot and cold, with meat and vegetables, all of them are exquisite.
The banquet is a reception banquet, but also a reunion banquet.
The atmosphere of the whole banquet was extremely warm, especially for Ling Yun, who didn't feel any restraint or pressure. After the whole banquet, he felt extraordinarily comfortable.
At the banquet, no one talked about the Demon Sect, and no one mentioned the Ling family's desolation in the past and its current strength, and no one asked about Ling Yun's very private cultivation and various battle experiences.
Because everyone here understands that at this moment, all the past is not important, what is important is that the family finally sat together.
At this time, at the wine table, let's talk about the experience of beatings and killings. The humiliation and hatred in the past will only spoil the scenery.
Don't talk about the pain of parting, just talk about meeting each other.
At the wine table, Yin Qingxuan didn't talk much, only when the plate in front of Ling Yun was almost empty, she would smile and refill him with various dishes calmly.
Then, watching Ling Yun finish eating with big gulps, she took Ling Yun's plate again with happiness in her eyes, and filled it up for him again.
Ye Xingchen was the busiest person at the wine table, she was busy pouring wine for everyone, and also busy drinking.
Through this banquet, Ling Yun knew for the first time that his mother loved drinking very much, and she could drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk.
Yin Qingxuan didn't eat much by herself. Although she was busy serving Ling Yun's food, she never missed a drink. She drank very fast, vigorously, and crisply.
Moreover, Ling Yun discovered that not only Yin Qingxuan's drinking capacity was astonishing, but also Qingluan Qingfeng's and Ye Xingchen's drinking capacity was astonishing, and their drinking methods were exactly the same as Yin Qingxuan's, and they didn't hide it.
This has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, because here, on this wine table, no one is going to do the work of forcing wine. They are all drinking normally like ordinary people.
Therefore, after drinking the three bottles of Moutai quickly, Ling Yun secretly asked Ling Xiao whether his mother had always been drinking like this, or did she start drinking like this after she was imprisoned here
Ling Xiao's answer is, always.
So Ling Yun felt relieved, and at the same time glanced sideways at Ye Xingchen, because he didn't know that she could drink so much from the beginning to the end.
Ye Xingchen had already drunk half a catty of wine, her pretty face flushed, and she raised her glass to drink in response to Ling Yun's gaze, not bothering to explain.
At this banquet, Ling Yun didn't learn about any important events, all he heard were some insignificant things, as well as some trivial things in daily life on his mother's side.
For example, the two mountains that formed this valley, one called Feiyun Mountain and the other Xingchen Mountain, were both named after Yin Qingxuan.
The big lake in the small world is named "Xuanhai".
The continuous palace was originally called Changle Palace, but now it is called Changhen Palace.
And these years, Qingluan and Qingfeng didn't pay much attention to the matter of cultivation, they have been taking care of Yin Qingxuan's daily life wholeheartedly, in every possible way, all year round.
Although my mother has been confined here for many years, apart from practicing hard, her life is actually not lonely.
Yin Qingxuan is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting;
Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, all kinds of ancient books of the three religions, Yin Qingxuan's study has everything that one expects to find.
They have carefully raised chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle and sheep, and various poultry and livestock.
The flowers and plants in this valley, especially the flowers and plants around the several bamboo buildings, were carefully planted and pruned by Qingluan and Qingfeng.
Qingluan even cultivated a large vegetable field next to Xuanhai Lake. If he wanted to grow any melons, fruits and vegetables, he only had to ask Elder Wen Mo.
Catching fish in the lake and fishing are all Qingfeng's special skills.
During the banquet, Qingluan, Qingfeng and Qingniao were the three who talked the most. They had a tacit understanding and cleverness. Through drinking and chatting, they told Ling Yun and his son about their lives here, so that they could understand thoroughly.
After listening to it, even Ling Yun had to admit that, except for the hate incident eighteen years ago, the three of them, mother and the others, lived a life in a paradise of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely".
But hate is hate, no one has ever forgotten it, but no one is willing to mention it at this moment.
During the banquet, Yin Qingxuan was the most natural and free-spirited person. Of course, Ling Xiao was the most reserved and dull person.
Ling Xiao's performance made Ling Yun think that his father was sitting on this table, as if he was drinking.
Regarding his father's unnaturalness, Ling Yun was very clear in his heart, and fully understood why Ling Xiao had been like this from the time he saw his mother until now, and he never returned to normal.
First of all, it was because of Ling Xiao's current age and appearance.
Ling Xiao had already eaten Ling Yun's Zhuyan Pill, and his current appearance was not much bigger than Ling Yun's. Although it was his dream to regain his youthful appearance, it was up to him.
Yin Qingxuan hasn't eaten Zhuyan Pill yet. Although she has reached the peak state of Fusion Realm and her appearance will not change in decades, the past years have left traces on her after all, making her look three years old. Looks like ten years old.
Therefore, only in terms of appearance, Yin Qingxuan is already ten years older than the current Ling Xiao.
The two of them are sitting together at this moment, no wonder Ling Xiao is not embarrassed.
Secondly, because Ling Xiao was forced by the situation, he was forced to marry Dong Ruolan, and had a daughter Ling Xue with her!
This was the biggest problem in Ling Xiao's heart. Although Ling Yun had resolved it, when he came here and faced Yin Qingxuan, how could he be in the same mood as when they first met
Like a stick in the throat, like sitting on pins and needles.
Ling Xiao wanted to say something but couldn't, it was hard to say anything, except sitting there silently drinking, he couldn't say anything, couldn't do anything, the feeling must be unbearable.
In the end, there was a difference in the realm between the two. Even though Ling Xiao had already reached the eighth level of Qi training, facing Yin Qingxuan, who was at the peak of the Fusion Realm, the gap between the two was too far away.
However, this matter is the least psychological burden for Ling Xiao, because when he first met Yin Qingxuan, the other party's realm was far superior to his.
Yin Qingxuan was well aware of all this, but she didn't say a word about it, as if she couldn't see it, and seemed to be enjoying Ling Xiao's embarrassing appearance that she had something to say but couldn't say it.
During the dinner, Yin Qingxuan seemed to have forgotten the existence of Ling Xiao beside her, and just kept asking Ling Yun how he was, and brought him some food, for fear that he would not be full.
If Yin Qingxuan didn't mention it, the others seemed to have an appointment with him, and they never mentioned such topics, which made Ling Xiao's meal full of mixed flavors, and his days felt like years.
Fortunately, there is no permanent banquet in the world.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, and two boxes of aged Moutai are all drunk.
Qingniao got up first, and drunkenly asked Qingluan and Qingfeng to accompany her to swim the Xuanhai Lake, Qingluan and Qingfeng naturally agreed immediately.
The three found an excuse, left the bamboo building first, and went directly to Xuanhai Lake by Yukong.
Ling Yun and Ye Xingchen looked at each other, and immediately understood and reached an agreement.
They got up at the same time, and Ling Yun said: "Mother, the night is getting dark, and this is the best time for my child to practice the Great Expansion Gathering Stars Secret Art. If you don't have anything to order, I will go to practice it?"
It's just an excuse, just find one.
Yin Qingxuan stood up with a smile, held Ling Yun's hand and said, "That's fine. Mom does have something to tell your father tonight. As for what I should tell you, I will tell you clearly tomorrow. Did you drink it just now?" Drink less, let the stars accompany you, practice if you want to practice, rest if you want to rest, go.”
"Why!"
Ling Yun immediately agreed, said goodbye to his parents, and left the bamboo building with Ye Xingchen.
After he went out, he first smiled, and then moved his divine sense, and directly outside the bamboo building, he set up a real imperial array.
In this way, everything in the bamboo building, even Ling Yun himself can't see the slightest bit.
The problems of the parents are ultimately their own problems. Seeing that his mother is so open-minded and free-spirited, Ling Yun knows that no matter how many burdens and thoughts his father has in his heart, his mother must have the means to calmly resolve them.
When Ling Yun was still at home, Zhuyan Baodan and Meiyan Baodan had already been handed over to Ling Xiao. As for how his father would give them to his mother for her to take, Ling Yun didn't need to worry at all.
Mother Yin Qingxuan's talent is too good, her strength is too strong, her pattern is too big, and her mind is too broad. This is all Ling Yun's impression of Yin Qingxuan from the time they met to now.
At the same time, Ling Yun also believes that only a peerless person like his mother can teach an outstanding apprentice like Ye Xingchen.
"Are you really going to practice?"
The two left the bamboo building and came directly to the top of Xingchen Mountain. Ye Xingchen looked up at the bright starry sky and asked.
"That's just an excuse, I don't want to be the light bulb for my parents."
Ling Yun chuckled, and then said casually, "I have a question for you."
"What?"
"The mountain opposite is called Feiyun Mountain by my mother. I know what's going on, but why is this mountain called Xingchen Mountain?"
Ye Xingchen's delicate body trembled slightly, and she seemed to sigh, before she lowered her head and replied, "Because after Aunt Qingniao took you away from here eighteen years ago, Master picked me up on this mountain top within a few days."
Ling Yun's heart shook violently!
In the small world, can a baby girl appear out of thin air? !
With a suspicious face on his face, he stepped forward to hold Ye Xingchen's shoulders, scrutinized Ye Xingchen for a while, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Xingchen, you can't really descend from a fairy, can you?"
Ye Xingchen suppressed a smile, and said through his drunkenness, "It might be a witch descending to earth, are you afraid?"
Ling Yun tilted his head, frowned and said, "Will the words of a witch turn into a round, weird-shaped thing?"
"Look for a fight!"
I want to say that it took five hours to write this chapter, and there must be many people who don't believe it.
(end of this chapter)