The First Family of Tang Dynasty

　　 "Haha, if it weren't for your third brother, um, the body isn't very good yet, the old man can catch one with one hand and fly home without breathing."

　　 Cheng Yaojin became more and more proud. Turning his head, he saw Cheng Chubi standing sluggishly on the spot, turning over and dismounting, and came to Cheng Chubi's front, looking at the amnesiad beloved son with concern.

　　 "The third child, I'm so stupid, but what's uncomfortable?"

　　 "I'm fine, why are you here, dad?" Cheng Chubi hurriedly saw the ceremony.

　　 Neighborhoods and passing pedestrians had just recovered their mobility, their eyes flashed suddenly, and they all fell on the third Cheng family who had heard that they had gone crazy.

　　 is him, after drinking too much, not only amnesia, but also a lunatic. The old Cheng family was forced to take out the lost ancient recipe and arrested the mad dog who was going to use the madness to cure the madness.

　　 "Huh? What are you waiting to see?!" Cheng Yaojin raised his thick eyebrows like an iron broom, his eyes were fierce, and he turned his head fiercely.

Standing on the side of the street, the neighbours around the neighbourhood that looked endlessly gossiping here were like ghost ninjas. They all fled towards the distance or the corner of the street. The figure was so hurried that one was left on the ground Embroidered shoes...

　　 As for the guys who can’t afford to leave their food behind, the vegetable seller turned over her vegetable basket, as if the remaining vegetable gang was the most tender vegetable core in the world, and needed her meticulous care and care;

　　 The uncle who sells glutinous rice hurriedly raised his neck, a bowl of glutinous rice accidentally choked into the trachea and choked himself half to death; the poor writer quickly lowered his head and pondered, as if he could make a shocking masterpiece in the next moment.

　　 The fortune teller who had just squinted to a little daughter-in-law only had his eyes dull and rubbed his hands around, as if he was a serious blind person.

"Father, let's go home quickly, the third brother made delicious boiled fish for you today, so fragrant..." Cheng Laosi took the horse bridle and jumped onto Cheng Yaojin's ride expertly. Very proud.

　　 One sentence drew General Cheng Da's attention back. "Can boiled fish be delicious?"

　　 As an inexperienced southern cuisine culinary genius, after these days of getting along, Cheng Chubi, who has known Cheng Yaojin's appetite, smiled confidently.

　　 "Boiled fish refers to the process and ingredients required to make this dish. I dare say that you will be full of praise if you taste it."

　　 "Yes, dad, boiled fish is delicious, even Daochang Sun and Daochang Yuan want to lick their plates clean." Cheng Laosi almost dripped his saliva when he thought of the delicious and fragrant boiled fish.

"Okay, hurry home, and for my father, I have to taste our youngest third's craftsmanship. Wow ha ha ha..." General Cheng took the lead, with the same big waist and ugly soldiers surrounded by Cheng Lao Sihe. Cheng Chubi headed towards Cheng's Mansion.

　　After they went a little further, the neighbors in the neighborhood returned to normal, and looked at the back of Lao Cheng's family with lingering fear.

　　 "Hey, I don't know what the emperor thinks, but he actually placed the old Cheng's house in our workshop..."

　　 "Keep your voice down, how could the emperor be discussed at will by me and the people. In other words, the third son of the Cheng family actually went to treat his wife and children, have you heard?"

　　 "This must be a rumor. A big man with such a shrewd appearance is not mad. How could it be possible to let Cheng San Gongzi go to see his wife and children."

　　 "Tell you, yesterday my nephew came to my house for a drink and said that Cheng's house bought a lot of rabbits a few days ago. When I asked, it seemed to be related to treatment."

　　 "That's for sure, how can this madness be cured by a mad dog, but rabbits can't be used as medicine, but it can be used to supplement the shape..."

　　 "It is possible, I heard that Cheng Laosan not only ate Xiongxin Leopard Gallbladder, but also drank Langxin Gou Lung Tang. It seems that the disease has not recovered. So I bought so many rabbits, just want to continue treatment..."

Fortunately, Cheng Chubi and his son have already gone far. They didn’t hear the nonsense of these neighbors. Otherwise, even if Cheng Yaojin didn’t get mad, it would be Cheng Chubi, a martial artist who had only played with scalpels and kitchen knives in his previous life. My son, I really want to pick up a big bouquet and let the gossip party know why the flowers are so popular.

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　　 On the way home, Cheng Yaojin pretended to ask why the two were outside the house. The quick-mouthed Cheng Laosi told the whole story.

　　 Cheng Biaojin's liver trembled when he heard it, and turned his head to look at Cheng Chubi who was as if nothing was wrong.

　　 "The third child, can you be sure that your medicine can really cure rabies?"

　　 "Father, don't worry, I never do things that are unsure, my child." Cheng Chubi said boldly. At this time, if you don't have confidence as a party, how can you make others confident?

Seeing Cheng Chubi’s confident appearance, let go. Since Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang, the two old cow noses, have not stood up against their third child treating Fang Qiao’s wife and children, it shows that the third child’s medicine should be It works, well, maybe it works...

　　 Don't care, tomorrow, I will find the two old Niubis first. No matter what, if the consequences are not good, the two Niubis will also have to bear the responsibility.

　　He was very worried, but in the face of his son, Cheng Yaojin, who continued to make a strong smile, stepped into the house. He had already heard the clamor from the front hall, and it was like something lively.

　　 There are more than ten steps from the front hall, and a tempting fragrance is coming. From inside, there was the sound of all the brothers who feasted and praised the delicious food.

　　 Cheng Yaojin couldn't help taking a deep breath, his eyes gleaming authentically. "It smells so fragrant, could this be the boiled fish fillet I made?"

　　 "Exactly, Dad, you will definitely like this boiled fish." As soon as Cheng Chubi's voice fell, he saw Cheng Yaojin three steps and two steps, rushing up the steps and stepping into the hall.

　　 Soon, after a period of chaos ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ suddenly heard an angry shout. "Where is the fish?"

Cheng Chubi just stepped into the hall, and he couldn't help but a black line. He saw it. The hall was full of messy scenes of leftovers. The eldest brother and the second brother drank like monkey buttocks. Looked at this angry pro-father with a dazed face.

　　 The twins' eldest brother Cheng Chu silently gave a big drink, guiltily pointing to the empty thing in front of him, only the copper basin with scattered peppercorns and bean sprouts floating on the soup surface.

"Father, the fish was eaten by the eldest brother and the second brother. I haven't eaten a few bites." Behind him, the little **** kid Cheng Laoliu, who was full of greasy food, rolled his eyes and immediately shrank behind his father. Complain loudly.

　　 Cheng Chubi saw that the face of his father standing in the hall began to change from red to black, panting like thunder, and his muscles bulged, as if he saw the Dragon Ball Warrior transforming.

　　 I heard a roar like thunder. "Sick! Such a delicious food, you can eat it all without waiting for the father to enjoy it.

　　 I still drank the old man’s wine secretly. It’s hardly a son of man. The old man sees that you two evil obstacles will not fight for three days and go to the house to reveal the tiles. Wow, yeah..."

　　 Cheng Chubi saw with a bewildered look. He saw the first bully of the Tang Dynasty flexing his fists, and his eldest and second elder brothers became ninjas.

　　 The old five and six hid in the door happily, and the four with a smiley face watched the fun with their two younger brothers. Cheng Chubi was stunned. He seemed to see that his father's love had been poured into his hands and he was carrying out a traditional corporal punishment education based on the feudal social standard.

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