"Mother, isn't it a good thing to grow taller?" Yan Xiaokong scratched his head and asked puzzledly, completely unaware of what his wife was depressed about. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

"Alas~" Yan Bei shook his head and glanced at Yan Xiaokong helplessly, "When you grow taller, you can't kiss and hug and lift it high, do you understand this kind of depression of losing a humanoid doll?" ”

Yan Xiaokong shook his head: "I don't understand." ”..

He couldn't understand this depression.

Because, first of all, he had to have a son!

"Okay, let's not talk about it, what do you want to eat? Mother will do it for you. Yan Bei asked amusedly.

Too lazy to entangle with a stinky boy who doesn't understand his motherly heart.

Yan Xiaokong was happy, he liked to answer this question.

Immediately ordered all the things he wanted to eat, and then sat at the door of the teahouse with great interest, staring at the customers paying.

Looking at the darkening sky, Yan Xiaokong's mood not only did not go down, but because of his expectations for tomorrow, he became better and better.

The guests left one after another, Yan Xiaokong swept around, and after seeing that there were no guests, he directly hung up the closing sign, and then closed the wide open door, leaving only one door in and out.

Picked up the money box at the door and walked to the counter, skillfully helped his wife count the money, and turned out the account book to record the day's income and expenditure, and did these things, and then ran to the kitchen with the money earned today to invite Yan Bei to take credit.

"Mother, I collected a total of twenty taels of silver today, I still remember the last time I went down the mountain and went home, the turnover of one day was only more than five taels, I didn't expect our store business to be so good now."

Yan Xiaokong threw the broken silver, sighed and sniffed the aroma in the air, came to the stove with a satisfied face, and said with a smile:

"Mother, your craftsmanship has risen again, and the smell is so fragrant, it must be delicious to the mouth."

"I don't know if it's delicious or not, but your mouth, that's getting better and better." Yan Bei raised his free hand and raised his chin at Yan Xiaokong: "Bring the money." ”

"Well, it's all here." Yan Xiaokong reluctantly put the silver money into Yan Bei's palm.

Yan Bei swept his hands and felt the weight of the money, so he was satisfied with the money and put it in the warehouse.

As Yan Xiaokong sighed, her skills are getting better and better now, and the teahouse is already a twenty-year-old shop, and the signboard has already been played out unconsciously.

This person, just like to join in the fun, I heard that where there are more people, the more I love to go there, over time, her small teahouse business is getting better and better, every day like a cloud, although the small business, but the daily profit is almost twenty taels.

She doesn't spend much money, and in the past twenty years, she has saved a lot of money.

glanced at the warehouse, 50,000 taels of snowflake silver, and it was pleasing to the eye.

Yan Xiaokong didn't know that his wife had become a rich woman, and she stood aside and watched the dishes come out of the pot, and her saliva was about to drip down.

"Look at your little bit of interest." Yan Bei glanced at him angrily, and said helplessly: "Go get the bowl and prepare to eat." ”

"Okay!" Yan Xiaokong didn't hear the previous sentence of laughter and scolding at all, only heard the latter sentence of starting the meal, and immediately ran to the cupboard to get a bowl of rice, and sat at the dining table waiting for the chopsticks.

There are only two mothers and sons, no need to be polite at all, Yan Bei waved his hand, and the mother and son began to bloom in large chunks.

That action, that wolf-like magic, is carved out of a mold.

Now that the mother and son are standing together, people will no longer have the doubts they had in the past.

"Eat more, poor thing, were you abused by your master on the mountain?" Yan Bei asked casually while serving vegetables to his son.

Yan Xiaokong's mouth was full, and he swallowed it hard, and then he shook his head and replied: "No, the master treats me very well, but he doesn't let me tell outsiders that I am his apprentice." ”

"Heh~, don't talk about outsiders, even your own mother and I haven't seen who your master is, and I don't know which one your master is." Yan Bei complained while eating vegetables.

Yan Xiaokong smiled back and continued to eat with his head buried in the vegetables.

While eating, a soft question suddenly came from his ear: "Son, mother, come and guess, is your master the ancestor of Bodhi?" ”

The voice was extremely soft, ethereal, and a little unreal.

At first glance, Yan Xiaokong suspected that he was hallucinating, but even so, his expression still changed.

As soon as Yan Bei saw it, he knew that he had guessed correctly.

The man in white on the door plate of the mountain gate twenty years ago suddenly appeared in his mind, and Yan Bei continued to ask: "Does your master like to wear a white Taoist robe, and then have silver hair, immortal assets fluttering, and extremely powerful?" ”

"Let's go!" Yan Xiaokong's chopsticks fell, and surprise was written on his face, "Mother, how do you know?" ”

I don't know?

Because I've seen it, my mother!

However, his guess in his heart was confirmed, but Yan Bei didn't intend to dwell on it any longer, and waved his hand and shouted softly:

"Eat, don't worry about adults and children!"

Yan Xiaokong: I'm already an adult, can I give some face?

But when he was embarrassed, the wind chimes outside the door were sounded.

"Jingle Bell ......."

"Who?" Yan Bei put down his chopsticks and got up and asked towards the door.

A short time later, a young man wearing a blue power suit and a blue forehead wipe appeared at the door.

He was holding a cardboard box in his hand that read: Scud Express, you deserve it!

"Dear, hello, this has your courier, please sign for it." The man said kindly.

Yan Bei beckoned him to come into the house, and while looking at him, he asked suspiciously, "Didn't you Scuds close the door in the afternoon, what kind of courier will you send at night?" Those who don't know think it's a door-to-door robbery! ”

"This lady, you are our VIP customer, you can enjoy the special service of 24-hour home delivery, in your place, we Scud will never get off work!" The man said with a smirk.

By the way, he handed Yan Bei a brush stained in ink, "Please sign it." ”

Yan Bei raised his eyebrows, took the courier to sign, and waved his hand to signal that the courier could withdraw.

Yan Xiaokong watched him leave, and as soon as the others disappeared, he immediately came over and asked curiously, "Mother, who sent it?" ”

"Look at the Flaming Mountain written in the address, it may have been sent by your brother Dali." Yan Bei frowned, and scanned the sender's address again, there was only an address without a name on it, and she wasn't quite sure who sent it.

But whatever, let's see what's in the box first!

With a "stab" sound, the carton was torn open, and a black iron box was exposed.

Yan Bei put the iron box on the table and opened it to see that there was a big brother communicator and a storage bag.

"What's that?" Yan Xiaokong asked suspiciously.

I don't know if he sensed something, he suddenly picked up the storage bag and opened it.

Suddenly, a golden glow filled every corner of the store, and a black stick with two golden headbands appeared on top of the storage bag, about two meters long.

On this stick, there are also engraved words: Ruyi golden hoop stick 13,500 catties!