"Hold on! When I come in person, you can hold Chang'er first."
Yang Liu'er yelled to stop, which made Wang Dan retract his hand that he had stretched out. He stood up obediently and took Wang Chang from Yang Liu'er's hand, who was dozing off in a daze.
"Come, let me see you, don't be afraid!"
Yangliu'er was a little excited. She squatted down slowly without raising the child's clothes. She just stretched her hand under the child's skirt. In just two clicks, she was sure: it was her son!
It turns out that Yang Zhen has two distinctive features since he was born: he only has one breast, and there is a small mole on his right buttocks.
The reason why she didn't let Wang Dan see it was not only because she was afraid that Wang Dan would know about his singleton, but more importantly, she knew clearly that Yang Zhen's father was someone else, and that person was also single. Damn it, she never thought that this kind of thing could be inherited!
Therefore, she has always let her child take her last name. At least this way, she feels a little at ease.
"Child, listen: I am your mother, your name is not Yan Ji, your name is Yang Zhen - oh, my name is Wang Zhen, this is your father, hurry up and call someone!"
After all, they have a deep blood relationship, Yang Liu'er said softly while holding Yang Zhen's hand, trembling, and tears kept falling.
"I don't know you! I want to go back! Congcong, are you Bindu?"
Yang Zhen still struggled, reluctantly, and wanted to escape.
"Sir, the eldest son's new shirt has arrived!"
At this time, the little girl who went to buy boys' clothes had already handed in the task. Hun Xi brought the new clothes to Wang Dan and asked, "Do you like the color and style?"
"Not bad! Leave it to Madam quickly and let her change the clothes herself!"
Wang Dan saw that Yangliu'er didn't know how to love, so he directly entrusted the matter of bringing the family closer to his wife and let her handle it personally.
Wang Chang was already sleeping more vigorously at this time. He tilted his head to one side and drooled, soaking the thin sheet covering him all over.
"Zhen'er, come on, wear a boy's shirt and change your clothes quickly!"
Yang Liu'er took the newly purchased sky blue children's clothing from Hun Xi's hand, put it on his chest, and showed it to Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen dodged a few more times, but was once again blocked by Hun Xi's strong legs.
Suddenly, he stopped struggling, raised his little face upward, and twitched his nostrils as he smelled something. Then, following the smell, his eyes moved to the table in Wang Dan's room, where he froze and placed it. Light!
There were several plates of Yangliu'er's favorite pastries.
"Quick! Hun Xi, hurry up and get the fruit plate cake for your children to eat!"
Yang Liu'er followed Yang Zhen's line of sight and determined that the child was attracted by the cake.
Children are greedy after all, not to mention that the taste of this pastry is the "taste" brought by Yang Zhen from the mother's womb, and it is even more delicious.
Yang Zhen quickly finished the cakes in his hand, and then said to Yang Liu'er with a smile: "Mom! As a girl, if you eat cakes with this kind of flavor, you will be called "Bing Ge" mother'."
Yangliu'er excitedly hugged Yangzou tightly, nodded and said, "Okay! You can eat as much as you like! I'm so happy for my mother!"
Wang Dan, who was holding Wang Chang in his arms, was very happy to see that they finally recognized each other. He shook Chang'er in his arms and said, "Wake up quickly and call me brother!"
Wang Chang, who was drooling, didn't have the energy to wake up. He was sleeping soundly. He shook his head a few times following Wang Dan's movements, and still maintained a good sleep quality.
The family was finally reunited, and this "100-day banquet" belonging to Wang Chang became even more complete.
Wang Dan was silently grateful for his obedience. After returning Wang Chang to Yangliu'er, he took Wang Dan to the front hall and introduced his identity to all the relatives, friends and elders one by one.
"Double happiness is coming, so congratulations!"
Yang Zhen was also at the table, half of the host and half of the guests. He was very happy to see that the eldest son Yang Zhen, who had been worrying about him for three years, finally showed up. He immediately gave him an extra gift. As a greeting gift to the elders.
Other guests also congratulated one after another and were full of joy.
This Yang Zhen has no stage fright. He is very adaptable to this kind of social situation with adults. He was led to meet the elders one by one, nodding and saluting, but when he spoke, the sound of the song was so strong that he could not even feel it. I mean, I just didn’t say anything and just laughed.
"Come on, come on, we have some good mutton soup today, sir, come and try it!"
The chef invited today carefully prepared the finale dish, which is passion fruit mutton soup. It used more than ten kinds of spices and simmered slowly for a whole morning. This was the official debut. When I saw the eldest son returning home, I I specially served a large bowl for him, hoping to show off in front of Wang Dan.
"Slow down, be careful!"
Hun Xi was anxious and quick, fearing that the temperature at this time was okay for an adult, but full of danger for a three-year-old child, so she quickly caught the soup bowl, put it gently on the table, and I took an empty bowl and exchanged the two bowls over each other many times. I also made the soup flow very slender and exposed it to as much air as possible until my hand grabbed the edge of the bowl and no longer felt like it. It was hot to the touch, so I picked it up, gently scooped out the top layer with a spoon, tasted it myself, and then I was sure that the temperature was right. I handed it to the sheep's mouth and said, "Sir, drink it!"
The aroma of this mutton soup has filled the air during the process of mixing in the air. Everyone present was deeply attracted by this aroma. Although they have not yet entered their mouth, the feeling in their noses and throats has already It's filled with a rich meaty aroma.
Yang Zhen held the edge of the bowl with both hands, opened his small mouth, and after taking only one sip, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he drank in big gulps, then directly raised the bowl into the air, covering his whole face, which was like a headache. They are all packed into this bowl!
"ah!"
As soon as you put down the empty bowl of mutton and pour it out, you will know that this bowl of mutton soup is delicious!
"Wow! Young Master, you have such an appetite! So sharp! Eat it in one gulp!"
Everyone was shocked by this child's heroic soup drinking method and marveled at it!
"It tastes so good! Have another bowl!"
You’ve got such a big bowl, do you want more?
The chef was shocked. Although he had great confidence in the quality of the soup, how big was the capacity of this child's belly? He opened his mouth wide and looked at Hun Xi, meaning, what should we do? Is it still prosperous? Don't overwhelm your child!
Hunxi turned her head and looked at Wang Dan's expression, wanting to hear her father's opinion.
Wang Dan thought, it's just soup, and it will turn into urine in five minutes. If you drink more, nothing will happen. It was rare that the child liked it. After finally coming back, I had to make up for it. I didn’t feel so guilty anymore, so I nodded in agreement and said:
"I think I'm starving all the way to Zhen'er, Sheng! Then let's have an extra bowl!"
