Chapter 888: 3 is not complete, born to be silly

Yang Benshun took a plate of cold cucumber and a pot of cognac hare. Gao Wenfeng took it in front of him in a polite manner. He also had a series of politeness in his mouth: "Don't be busy with Yang Shushu, come and sit down and eat!"
"Hmm!" On Dou Yuntao's chopsticks, there was a crystal white snake, and there was a pheasant leg in his mouth. He nodded in a hurry. "There are enough dishes, so let's stop doing it.????

Yu Qiang consciously hurriedly gave Yang Ling’s father a glass of fruit wine.
You are not polite, drink and drink!

However, Chu Yuan did not talk and bowed, only to eat and eat a lot of bones in front of him.
Looking at the noisy scene, the four women all pouted to the kitchen to help, Yang Ling's father was forced to press on the table by Dou Yuntao, and had to pick up the chopsticks to eat.
When a group of women put all the food on the table, the half-potted pheasant stewed the snake meat has been half-killed, and a bowl of rabbits and a pot of mushroom soup are almost wiped out.
A two-three-pound snake and a pheasant look a lot, but under the sweeping of several foods, they are not enough to see, the wind is cruel, and soon the soup pot bottoms out. Finally, even the soup is clean, if not A few women at the table, it is estimated that even the pot will squat.
Yang Ling came to the evening, did not catch a few good things, had to give himself a bowl of mushroom soup, tasted a bit, suddenly brow stretch, has not been drunk for many years, the delicious is simply a mess.
Looking at his expression, several goods immediately shifted their targets and began to compete for soup. When Yang Ling finished preparing to come back to a bowl, now... the soup pot is empty.
Lying in the trough! Yang Ling couldn't help but stay a bit, and wanted to dig a pit to bury the goods.
Yang Ling suddenly threw the bowl on the table, looked at the empty dish that was swept by several goods, and remembered the initial heart, so he curiously asked: "Mom, ask you something? When I was a child, was it special? Love bitter melon?"
Yang Ling’s problem is very strange. People at the table turned his head and looked at him.
Everyone has had experience in eating bitter gourd. It is generally forced by adults to tell you that it is clear and hot, and refreshing, but I have never heard of it since I was a child, and even if I grow up, I don't like to eat, even if I don't like it. If I taste a few more mouthfuls, I feel that the whole world is doing the same thing with myself.
He Xiumei apparently stayed a bit, his face became a little weird and looked at her husband.
Yang Benshun’s eyes sighed.
Why do you see me? Isn’t it just a bitter gourd? There is something to hide.

All the people have come to the interest, and Yang Ling’s eyes are a little bit like that!
Yang Ling couldn't help but groan for a few moments. Did he really love bitter melon from an early age? However, it is unscientific, so I have never eaten bitter melon since I remembered it, and my mom never even planted bitter gourd in the vegetable garden, so Yang Ling has almost no concept for that kind of melon. Not suddenly seeing the clip like a dream in a rewarding assignment, he will never associate himself with a vegetable such as bitter gourd.
"Mom, Yang Ling really loves bitter melon when he was a child?" Han Xinglin asked Yang Ling's mother's arm curiously.
For this daughter-in-law who has not yet passed the door, Yang Ling’s mother likes it very much. She took Han Xinglin’s hand and smiled and nodded and said,
Yes, yeah, I remember when he was half-year old and had a long tooth, I once washed vegetables. I gave him a tender bitter melon to play with. I didn't expect him to hold it up. Then he became addicted. He had to eat a few more every day. If he didn't give it, he would cry!"
what? The people at the whole table were covered, and I didn’t expect this to be true.
"I didn't expect the second child to have such a hobby, but...how have I never seen you eaten?" Gao Wenfeng asked very strangely.
This problem is not only strange to others, but even Yang Ling is strange, right, why do I not like bitter melon now?
"I think, this is a disease, it is cured!" Dou Yuntao touched his chin and said.
"Don't think about it." Yang Benshun said with a smile. "Which people are born to love bitter gourd, and they have to eat a few roots a day. Right, this is a disease, so we took him to the hospital to see, the county. The city ran many times, but did not see the problem, the doctor said that he had never seen this kind of bitter melon as a fruit to eat, and considered it a special kind of food."
"Uncle, then what?" At this time, even the stunned Chuyuan could not help.
"After one year old, the bitter gourd was eaten even more. Seven or eight days a day, there was bitter melon in the rural winter, we had to give him a contiguous slice..."
Yang Benshun’s words have not been finished yet. The table has fallen down a large piece. Several women face each other. Dou Yuntao’s goods bite his tongue and almost fell off the table.
Yang Ling’s cold sweat has come down, and he can’t help but squat a few times. The special Laozi not only eats bitter gourd but also eats berberine. This is much bitter!
"The big hospitals are also not good. We have to go to see Chinese medicine, eat a lot of Chinese medicine, and have no effect. In the winter of his two years old, when we last took him to Chang’an Hospital for medical treatment, The hotel met an old priest from the tour. He only looked at it and asked if the little baby was a bitter thing. At that time, I was shocked to see ~EbookFREE.me~ and asked him if he knew what the reason was! The old Taoist did not say the specific reason. He looked at his eyes and hands. He just told us that his fault was estimated to be more than half a year. We asked, he just said that Xiaoling’s three souls are too strong. God is too prosperous, the yang is too full, and the bitterness can dispel the discomfort brought about by the mighty gods, so I like to eat hard things."
Yang Ling quickly asked: "Dad, what did the old Taoist utterer say? For example, I am born with Huigen, have you given me a martial arts cheat, let me grow up to save the earth?"
Yang Benshun gave him a cerebral palsy, and smiled and said: "Huigen is a fart, the old Taoist said that you are a sorrowful soul, instinctual, stupid, let us eat more fruits, drink plenty of water, grow up a little bit All right!"
"Hey~, then?" Yang Ling asked with regret.
"Later, when you grow up to three years old, you really don't really want to eat hard things. Your mother has never planted bitter melons anymore. I am afraid that you will start to eat again after you think of it." Yang Benshun suddenly fixed his face afterwards. The strange look said: "Hey, who did you tell me when you were a child of bitter gourd? Three uncles or four uncles?"
Yang Ling couldn't explain it. He just said that he had dreamed of it. But he said that it was no wonder. It turned out to be quit. But since the love and suffering is related to the soul, it seems that I have to find someone to ask for it and see the bitterness and soul. What is the relationship, maybe the old Taoist of the tour knows, but this has been over for more than 20 years, it must have been lost, or it may have long been hung up, and I feel so bitter in that cave. What the is it, the soul is almost bitter.
Also, what is the relationship between your initial heart and hardship? 8
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