This evening.
In the clear water city that has calmed down, inside an inconspicuous residential building, a scent of cooking smoke and rice rose up.
"My wife, hurry up, the water is boiling!!"
Lin Haoyuan, at this moment, has completely lost the prestige and domineering he had when he was outside just now. He was wearing a coarse cloth apron and his face was covered with flour marks. He was staring at a cauldron and shouting to his back.
"What is it called, here it comes!"
Xia Yuwei, Lianbu ran from behind carrying two large plates of exquisite dumplings, first gave Lin Haoyuan a big eye, and then gently poured one of the plates into the boiling pot. Suddenly a layer of white powder noodles and a faint fragrance filled the room.
"Quick, quick! The king's already hungry chest is attached to the back!!"
Beside the table in the room, Huo'er was tied with a long white cloth. He grabbed a chopstick on one side of his two wings, and kept chopping and knocking on the table. The saliva almost wetted the white cloth on his chest, greedy. Don't don't need it anymore.
"噼咻噼咻!!"
Next to it, the new foodie Mu Mu is also looking like he can’t wait. As a wood spirit, the little guy didn’t have to eat at all. As a result, he was forced to run out of shape by the fire, especially for “dumplings”. The food he had eaten was even more excited and flew up, and he directly picked up four chopsticks with his hands and feet and slapped it on the table. It was even more arrogant and cool than Huo'er.
Snapped.
As a result, Lin Yang cast a look on the opposite side, and both of the foodies came down to be honest, sitting tightly, waiting for the meal.
But Lin Yang turned his face and looked at the gentle back who was laughing and playing with Lin Haoyuan in front of the stove with a different kind of warm eyes, while skillfully adding water and stirring.
Until now, he was still immersed in the beauty of the time he had just hugged his mother Xia Yuwei. It felt like his whole body was immersed in the warm spring, extremely comfortable and extraordinarily solid.
Lin Yang’s shoulders are still a bit damp right now, that was wetted by Xia Yuwei’s tears. Lin Yang only remembered that after her mother hugged herself fiercely, she kept saying, “I’m sorry for you,” but he only had Moving and happy laughter and tears falling down.
Reunion, reunion.
This is really wonderful.
And in such a wonderful time... It would be better if the special cat is not eating dumplings! !
Lin Yang turned his eyes and saw the bowls and chopsticks, vinegar dishes, chili oil and the large pot of garlic that were ready to be stripped on the table. He seemed to have asked the thick leek mixed with garlic in his nose. The weird smell.
Heaven.
Haven't you been smoked enough by these two guys at Izumo Imperial Palace
And it seems that her mother Xia Yuwei is really good at making dumplings. Why didn’t she make it for herself when she was on the shore of Daming Lake...
"Okay!! Out of the pot!!"
With Lin Haoyuan's shout, two large plates of steaming dumplings were immediately placed on the table. The thin and firm dumpling skins seemed to see the golden and green chives and eggs inside. This is the easiest way to eat in the world. But it contains the ultimate taste and taste that countless mountain delicacies are incomparable. In an instant, Huoer and Mumu, who had finally calmed down, turned into ferocious beasts, and began to sweep wildly.
"Two little rascals, eat slowly, I made this for my son!!"
Lin Haoyuan saw that Huo'er and Mu Mu had already swept away half of the game in an instant, and he jumped anxiously, coupled with Lin Yang's lazy look next to him, it made him feel distressed:
"Stupid boy, I haven't learned dumplings for so many years, but I have garlic. It's really a blessing. You have to learn more from your father and me. You can eat everything and enjoy everything. This is the real foodie!"
Isn’t I just a foodie...
Lin Yang glanced at Lin Haoyuan angrily, but saw that Xia Yuwei, who was cooking dumplings next to him, did not know when he went outside again, and pointed to the extra set of chopsticks on the other side of the table and said:
"Why there is still a pair of bowls and chopsticks? Have you invited guests tonight?"
"Uh... haha!" Lin Haoyuan's face changed slightly, and he was obviously embarrassed: "That, your mother insisted on calling, I didn't mix it up."
kindness
What do you mean
Just as Lin Yang was wondering, he heard a slight belching sound outside, as if something was splashed with oil, and then a familiar scent that made him greedy worms suddenly floated in from the window. Going straight into Lin Yang's nose.
this is!
Lin Yang sniffed abruptly, a familiar smell from his mother suddenly stirred his taste buds, and drooled outside.
"Greasy noodles!!"
Lin Yang suddenly remembered that when he was a child on the shore of Daming Lake, the mother and the son had a hard time. Only on important days would his mother make Lin Yang a bowl of oil-spattered noodles splashed with spice, plus a spoonful of weekdays. The whistle meat that I can't bear to eat, the taste is really an unforgettable delicacy for Lin Yang Yongsheng.
"Hehe, Yang Er, how could Wei Niang forget your favorite food."
Xia Yuwei opened the door with a smile, holding a bowl of steaming noodles in her hand.
The noodles are the standard two-finger width. The length of the two chopsticks is twisted and circled to fill a large bowl. The top of each is still shiny and shiny. The fragrance of green onion and garlic is splashed by boiling oil, and it is evenly wrapped in each. On the top of the noodles, mixing with the scent of the shiny whistle meat, it is really a god who can't stand firm after smelling it.
Lin Yang's eyes lit up.
This is the real mother!
But just when he was about to rush up to eat like a hungry tiger, he swept away, and suddenly saw Xia Yuwei followed by a graceful woman, a slender and tight figure wrapped in a deliberately selected lavender In the long skirt, the plump chest and the slender waist are set off, and the face that Lin Yang is so familiar with is actually a little bit of pink and white, which suddenly makes her a little too tough. With a bit more tender and watery taste, his appearance instantly broke through to the level of disaster.
"West, General Ximen?" Lin Yang was stunned, and then he looked at his smiling mother.
"What is General Ximen, called Xiaomeng!" Xia Yuwei flew to Lin Yang and gave Lin Yang a blank eye, then turned and smiled at Ximen Mengmeng: "Come on, Xiaomeng, come and sit down. There is nothing to entertain at home, you are welcome , I'll go and serve you a bowl of dumpling soup to drink first."
Little, little dream?
Lin Yang was speechless to his own mother.
Since you always know that this is home-cooked meal, you shouldn’t call an outsider over to eat...
How could it be like bringing a new wife to the door? The "Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng" was called, my mother, you can worry too much for your son.
How clever Lin Yang is, he doesn't know what Xia Yuwei is thinking about.
What's more terrible is that the Ximen pillow dream on the opposite side not only didn't mean to refuse, but shyly hmmed, sat opposite Lin Yang, took a bowl of dumpling soup and sipped it.
I go.
Lin Yang was even more tearful.
General Ximen, when you were drinking at the celebration banquet just now, it wasn't this one! !
This family banquet that could have been enjoyed, but Xia Yuwei’s deliberate arrangement made Lin Yang cry all night. Fortunately, the oily noodles were still familiar, which could comfort Lin Yang’s injured heart.
"Smelly boy, don't patronize eating noodles, talk to Xiaomeng!!" Xia Yuwei kept winking at Lin Yang during the time of meal, and a strong sense of expectation for her grandson turned into a big tide. It rushed over like this.
"Ahem..." Lin Yang almost choked on a mouthful of noodles. After taking a sip of noodle soup, Lin Yang finally said:
"General Ximen, you can eat some more... Just have garlic, it's delicious, the thief is delicious!!"
puff! !
Lin Haoyuan and Huo'er couldn't bear it anymore, and their stomachs hurt each and every one of them.
Only Mu Mu, who still didn't understand these things, looked at the human beings on the table with wide eyes curiously, then pouted and shook his head, and went on fighting with the dumplings on the table.
…
An embarrassing dinner for Lin Yang finally passed. When the sun rose the next day, Lin Haoyuan had already brought Lin Yang, Qingkong City guardian Mo Wentian, and a group of sergeants of the Immortal Alliance. The doorway of the teleportation hall.
Behind him, Xia Yuwei had also put on a uniform, with Ximen Pillow Dream as the farewell party, looked at the imminent Lin Haoyuan father and son with some worry, and asked slowly:
"Haoyuan, Yang Er, are you sure you only take such a few people back?"
"Hahaha!" Lin Haoyuan let out a long smile: "This time I went back to attend the celebration banquet prepared for us by Immortal King Zuoqiu and Gu Wanli. It is not a Hongmen banquet. Why are you so worried?"
Beside, Lin Yang smiled in his heart.
It’s because it might be a Hongmen Banquet that makes people worry...
Early this morning, a letter written by the Immortal King Zuoqiu was sent to Bishui City Camp, which means congratulations to Lin Haoyuan for his victory in capturing Bishui City. The Immortal King Zuoqiu will personally host a banquet for them at the base camp of the Nixian League [Quyun City]. , And at the same time discuss how to occupy the whole line of Zhantian Wonderland.
This banquet, to be honest, was very untimely.
Although the capture of Bishui City was tantamount to reversing the decline of the entire battlefield, Yutianting still occupies five main cities in the Battle of Heaven Wonderland. Fortunately, Lin Yang has already destroyed the ancient teleportation array in the Flying Star City in a mess, otherwise it will be delayed. Yu Tianting had long since dispatched reinforcements to stabilize the situation.
The top priority now should be to dispatch an army quickly. Taking advantage of the collapse of the opponent's military spirit and no reinforcements, the entire battlefield immortal realm will be taken in one fell swoop. What a good feast! !
This is clearly the rhythm of the Zuoqiu Immortal King looking for trouble, and Lin Yang and Lin Haoyuan can even foresee that at this banquet, Zuoqiu will definitely attack Lin Yang and settle the grievances of the Big Dipper Star District.
Therefore, Xia Yuwei was worried, worried that her husband and children would have difficulty coping with Zuoqiu's terrifying strength.
However, after a brief discussion, both Lin Haoyuan and Lin Yang confidently said that they would go back to the banquet. They simply did not put the terrible fairy king in their eyes.
Facing the concerned eyes of Xia Yuwei and Ximen Zhenmeng, Lin Yang showed a relieved smile:
"Don't worry, mother, I'm going back this time. It's time to clarify the grievances between me and the Gu family..."