Yang Benshun came over with a plate of cold cucumbers and a pot of dried hares, Gao Wenfeng unceremoniously took it and put it in front of him, with a series of politeness in his mouth: "Uncle Yang, don't be busy, come and sit down and eat together!"

"Mmmm~!" Dou Yuntao held a crystal white snake meat on his chopsticks, and he still had a pheasant leg in his mouth, and nodded busily, "There are enough dishes, let Aunt He stop doing it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Yu Qiang consciously hurriedly gave Yang Ling's father a glass of fruit wine, "Uncle Yang, don't be polite, drink and drink!"

But Chu Yuan lowered his head and didn't speak, just cared about eating violently, and there were already a lot of bones in front of him.

Looking at the noisy scene, the four women covered their mouths and went to the kitchen to help, Yang Ling's father was forcibly pressed on the table by Dou Yuntao, and he had to pick up chopsticks to eat.

By the time a group of women brought all the food to the table, half of the pots of pheasant stewed snake meat had been half gone, and the pots of rabbits and mushroom soup were almost wiped out.

A big snake of two or three catties and a pheasant look a lot, but it is not enough to see it under the sweep of a few foodies, and soon the soup pot bottoms out, and finally even the soup is drunk cleanly, if it is not for a few women on the table, it is estimated that even the pot will be licked next to each other.

Yang Ling came late, and he didn't get a few pieces of good things, so he had to scoop himself up a bowl of mushroom soup, taste it, and immediately stretch his brows, he hadn't drunk it for many years, and the delicious one was a mess.

Seeing his ecstatic expression, several goods immediately shifted their targets and began to scramble to drink the soup, and when Yang Ling finished drinking and was about to have another bowl, he found that ...... The soup bowl is empty.

Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, eager to dig a pit and bury these goods immediately.

Yang Ling threw the bowl on the table dejectedly, looked at the empty vegetable basin that was swept away by a few goods, and suddenly remembered the original intention, so he asked curiously: "Mom, do I want to ask you something? Did I love bitter gourd when I was a child?"

Yang Ling's question was very strange, and the people at the table all turned their heads to look at him.

Everyone has experienced this kind of thing like eating bitter gourd, and it is generally forced by adults to eat, telling you to clear the heat and reduce the fire, refreshing your mind, but I really haven't heard of loving food since childhood, and even if you grow up, you don't like to eat, or even don't like to eat, and if you eat a few more bites, you will feel that the whole world is against you.

He Xiumei was obviously stunned for a moment, and her face became a little strange and glanced at her husband.

Yang Benshun's eyes widened, "Look at what I'm doing? Isn't it just eating a bitter gourd? What is there to hide?" ”

Everyone suddenly became interested, and Yang Ling's eyes were a little bit like that!

Yang Ling couldn't help but shudder a few times in his heart, could it be that he really loved to eat bitter gourd since he was a child? But it was so unscientific, he had never eaten bitter gourd since he could remember, and his mother had never grown bitter gourd in the vegetable garden, so Yang Ling almost had no concept of that kind of pimple gourd, if he hadn't suddenly seen that clip like a dream in the reward homework, he would never have associated himself with a vegetable like bitter gourd.

"Mom, did Yang Ling really love to eat bitter melons when he was a child?" Han Xinglin took Yang Ling's mother's arm and asked curiously.

For this daughter-in-law who has not yet passed the door, Yang Ling's mother likes it very much, took Han Xinglin's hand and nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, yes, I remember when he was half a year old and just teething, once I washed vegetables, I gave him a tender bitter gourd to play, but I didn't expect him to hold it and gnaw it, and then he became addicted to it, and he had to eat several sticks every day, and if he didn't eat it, he would cry and make trouble!"

The whole table was blindsided, but I didn't expect this to be true.

"I didn't expect the second child to have such a hobby, but ...... Why haven't I ever seen you eat it?" Gao Wenfeng asked very strangely.

This question is not only strange to others, but even Yang Ling himself is strange, yes, why don't I like to eat bitter melons now.

"I think it's a disease, it has to be cured!" Dou Yuntao touched his chin and said.

"Don't think about it. Yang Benshun said with a smile, "How can someone naturally love to eat bitter gourd people, and they have to eat a few raw sticks a day, Xiao Tao is right, this is a disease, so we took him to the hospital to see, the county and the city ran countless times, but did not see the problem, the doctor said that he had never seen this kind of bitter gourd as a fruit to eat the problem, thought it was a special appetite fetish." ”

"Uncle, what about later?" At this time, even the stunned Chu Yuan couldn't help it.

"Later, when he was more than a year old, he ate bitter gourd even more, he got seven or eight sticks a day, where is there bitter gourd to eat in the countryside in winter, so we had to give him coptis slices......

Before Yang Benshun's words were finished, a large piece fell on the table, several women looked at each other, and Dou Yuntao bit his tongue directly and almost fell under the table.

Yang Ling's cold sweat came down, and he couldn't help but shiver a few times, what a special Lao Tzu not only eats bitter gourd but also eats coptis, how bitter this is!

"The big hospital is not good, we had to go to see Chinese medicine again, took a lot of Chinese medicine, and did not see the effect, in the winter when he was two years old, when we took him to Chang'an Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine for the last time, I met an old Taoist priest in the hotel, he only glanced at it and asked us if the little baby is a bitter thing, at that time we were shocked, and quickly asked him if he knew what the reason was! However, the old Taoist priest didn't say the specific reason, looked at his eyes and hands, and just told us that his problem would be better in more than half a year, and when we asked, he just said that Xiao Ling's three souls were too strong, the Yuan Shen was too strong, and the yang energy was too sufficient, and the bitter taste could eliminate the discomfort caused by the strength of the Yuan Shen, so he liked to endure bitter things. ”

Yang Ling hurriedly asked: "Dad, did that old Taoist priest say anything? For example, I was born with Huigen, did I give you a book of martial arts cheats, so that I can grow up and save the earth or something?"

Yang Benshun gave him a brain and scolded with a smile: "Huigen is a fart, the old Taoist priest said that you are not full of three flavors, and you are born stupid, let us let you eat more melons and fruits, drink more water, and grow up a little bit!"

"Uh~, what happened later?" Yang Ling asked with a regretful smack of his lips.

"Later, when you grew up to almost three years old, you gradually became less fond of bitter things, and your mother never planted bitter gourd again, afraid that you would start eating it again. After Yang Benshun finished speaking, he suddenly froze, and said with a strange look on his face: "Hey, who told you about your love of eating bitter melons when you were a child?

Yang Ling couldn't explain it, he just said that he had a dream, but he said in his heart that it was no wonder, it turned out to be quit, but since the things that love to endure hardship are related to the soul, it seems that someone has to find someone to ask about it, to see what the relationship between suffering and the soul is, maybe the old Taoist priest of the tour side knows, but this has been more than 20 years ago, it must be impossible to find, or maybe it has been hung up a long time ago, and what is it that he feels so bitter in that cave, and the soul is almost bitter.

Also, what does my original intention have to do with hardship? )