Lao Xia looked up and saw three figures sitting on a stone table in the yard.

He has his own daughter, a brat, and a fat orange cat.

Lao Xia's eyes passed over his daughter and brat and landed on the fat orange cat, and he greeted with a smile.

"The person who looks forward to the stars and the moon finally looks forward to you."

In the past three months, he has been constantly nagged by his daughter, asking him to go into Kunlun Mountain and invite Uncle Cat to come out and play.

But the question is, is Kunlun Mountain a place for people to enter?

Even the leader of Wudang Mountain did not dare to set foot in Kunlun Mountain.

If he really goes in, he will be torn to pieces by the big monsters inside in minutes.

So Lao Xia had to do tricks every time to coax her daughter.

Finally, after three months of thinking about it, I saw the fat orange cat coming out of the mountain again.

For Lao Xia, this moment was like the New Year, and he was extremely happy.

"I'm hungry."

The fat orange cat sat on the stone bench like a human being and said something lightly.

Although she has transformed into a human being, she still appears in her true form.

The main reason is that she feels this form is the most comfortable, and she can bask in the sun wherever she lies.

But if it turned into a human being, it would be more restrictive, making her a little uncomfortable.

"Dad, do you hear me? Uncle Cat and I are both hungry."

Xia Badang rested his chin on the stone table and muttered weakly.

The young monk sitting next to her also wanted to speak, but a sudden hand from Hengkong directly pressed his head and knocked it on the table, making him unable to move.

Then Xiaoba's voice sounded in his ears, "Dad, look, Qi is so hungry that he's chewing on the table."

Lao Xia naturally saw through his daughter's little trick at a glance.

In fact, in the past three months or so, similar tricks have been performed in this yard.

But every time, Lao Xia watched happily.

Including this time too.

When he saw that his daughter was so hungry, he quickly responded with a smile, "Hey, daughter, just wait, daddy will cook for you right now." Then he ran to the kitchen and started making today's lunch.

Seeing his father running towards the kitchen, Xia Badang quickly sat up and shouted, "Dad, don't forget to make plum soup."

"Okay."

Shang Qi Liao sat up straight next to him. After hearing the three words "plum soup", he reflexively took a breath of air and said softly, "Xiao Ba, I think Lao Xia has made these dozens of times." The plum soup is not as good as the first version made by Aunt Yuan.”

"I know."

Xia Badang nodded matter-of-factly, "My mother's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. At my father's level, she can't even catch up with my mother."

Shang Qi Liao scratched his head and felt a little confused, "Then why do you have to drink a bowl of plum soup made by Lao Xia with every meal?"

"Because that's my mother's 'smell'."

Xia Badang said with a smile, "I heard from my father that my mother made improvements again and again in order to make the best plum soup.

And every time, my dad was used as a test.

Although my mother went to Magushan, she didn’t know how long it would take to come back.

But every time I drink a bowl of plum soup, I will think of scenes when my mother and I were together.

This way I will miss her even more. But then again, my mother is also an idiot.

She only knew that she wanted to make the most delicious plum soup for me to drink, but she didn’t know that in my heart, as long as the plum soup she made herself, no matter which version it was, it was the best in the world. ah……"

Shang Qi was touched in his heart and couldn't help turning his head to look at Xiao Ba's side face.

Not sure if it was his imagination or the noon sun shining a little, but he saw some crystal tears in the corners of Xiaoba's eyes.

But at this moment, a somewhat embarrassing word came from the side.

"Xiaoxia, I don't have any tissues here, please put away your tears first."

Xia Badang had already prepared his emotions and was waiting for the moment when his tears burst.

As a result, after hearing Uncle Cat's words, I almost failed.

It happened that at this moment, Shang Qi Liao said something.

"Xiaoba, since you miss Aunt Yuan so much, why don't you drink two more bowls of plum soup every time you eat? This way, Uncle Cat and I don't have to drink, killing two birds with one stone...ah! It hurts!! "

Before Shang Qi could finish speaking, his ears suddenly hurt and he was lifted up by a small hand.

He stood up as well.

Xia Badang held Shang Qi's ear with one hand, put his other hand on his hips, and said angrily, "It's your fault! Smell Qi! I think your skin is itchy, right?"
If I drink a bowl of plum soup, I can relieve the pain of longing. Why do I need to drink two more bowls? That’s not looking for guilt…”

Xia Badang suddenly felt that it was not appropriate to describe it as "looking for punishment".

So she changed her mind and changed her statement to another one.

"Well, I see that you are talking about the plum soup made by my father today. You must want to drink two more bowls. If that is the case, then I will tell dad later to prepare three large bowls of plum soup for you. Make sure you drink enough!”

"Xiaoba, can I use a snow pear to offset a bowl?"

"can!"

"Where are the two?"

"Give them both to me to offset two bowls! But the last bowl is what you originally wanted to drink, so it cannot be offset."

Finally, when the fat orange cat saw Xia Badang, a little girl, she happily snatched two snow pears from the little monk's hands, and then showed a very happy smile, she couldn't help but shook her head, thinking, 'Children are so kind. Coax'.

But the next moment, when it heard "Uncle Cat, hey, I'll give you one," and then looked up at the little girl in front of him and handed over a snow pear, he couldn't help but froze.

Xia Ba smiled even more happily after seeing Uncle Cat's reaction.

Then she stuffed the snow pear that she handed out into Uncle Cat's arms, and said with a bright smile, "Uncle Cat, let's eat the pear together, and we won't give it to that idiot who is seven."

The fat orange cat first looked down at Xue Li in his arms, and then looked up at the little girl's smiling face.

The next moment, it raised the snow pear in its hand and started laughing. The smile was also very happy and bright.

At the same time, it added something in its heart.

‘Who is not a child these days? ’

While waiting for the food to be served, the three of them talked about many things.

Most of the time, Xia Badang and Shang Qi Liao were chatting, with the fat orange cat being a quiet listener.

The main reason is that these two little guys are so good at chatting, they can chat about anything together.

The fat orange cat didn't feel bothered, but found it interesting and fresh.

Because listening to the two little guys talking about things, it made him understand a little more about this world.

Especially when talking about Lao Xia and Aunt Yuan, the fat orange cat's ears stood up.

"Xiaoba, why is Lao Xia so afraid of Aunt Yuan?" (End of Chapter)

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