royal family

Before dawn, Shao's father and Shao's mother were awakened by the smell of stewed meat in their dreams, and they looked at each other sleepily.

Mother Shao put on some clothes and got up, seeing that it was only after six o'clock, she yawned and walked to the window.

The early morning in the old house is quiet, the sky is only dim, and a green glow emerges at the far end.The air in the mountains is fresh and humid. At a glance, the empty lawn ends with lush dark green jungles.

She pushed open the window, and the damp cold wind hit her face, her whole body trembled involuntarily, and her spirit became clearer.

So early, the sound of two children exercising can already be heard outside the window.

Shao Yan's habit of exercising in the morning has been maintained for many years. Shao's father and Shao's mother have already gotten used to him getting up early. After Shao's younger brother grew up, he started to take his younger brother to exercise together.At first they just ran and punched, but for some reason, there were more and more professional equipment in the old house.Not long ago, Shao Yan had someone build a long row of wooden stakes from short to high in the backyard. Standing in the open and flat lawn, he looked like a hidden master.

It was not yet dawn, and the picture downstairs was not clear. Shao's mother could only see her youngest son standing on a wooden stake with one foot in the wide practice robe that his brother specially made for him.Shao's mother stared wide-eyed, startled and frightened in her heart, and yelled loudly downstairs: "Yanyan!!! You take your brother down!! It's too dangerous!!!" The wooden stake used to stand on it was gone. It's a little bigger than a child's feet, how can you stand in such a place casually!

Shao Yan frowned and glanced upstairs, pretending that he didn't hear it, and saw that the younger brother's outstretched hands began to tremble slightly, and his expression became more serious: "Shao Xiaoze! Raise your arms a little! Straighten your back!"

Shao Ze's name caused headaches for the family for a long time. Shao's mother's taste was too mediocre, and all she could think of were names like Haoxuan and Junjie. Shao's father dropped his book bag and took out the dictionary to find a lot of obscure words. Seeing that the younger brother had already started to learn to speak after his first birthday, Shao Yan finally decided on the name.It's just that because the child is still too young, when the family calls him, there is always an extra word of doting in between.

Shao's father and Shao's mother were very unconvinced, but even the younger brother, the person concerned, obviously liked the name Shao Yan chose better. When others called him by uncommon names or words like Junjie, he just ignored him. As soon as Shao Yan called him Shao Xiaoze from the side, the little boy immediately crawled over with his little arms and legs.

The same history happened more than 20 years ago. The name Shao Yan was given by the deceased Mr. Shao after he couldn't stand it. Shao's father and Shao's mother missed the wonderful opportunity to name their child again, and it took a long time to feel resentful. Reluctantly admitted that there was a problem with his level.

Shao Xiaoze pursed his lips tightly, sweat slowly slid down from the top of his head along his temples.He was short of breath and his face was flushed. Standing on the stake, he did the independent movement of a golden rooster. He looked like a compass that had found its balance, wide in the middle and small at both ends.

His feet were also small, and it was a bit difficult to support his big body.Shao Xiaoze swayed back and forth, stealing glances at his brother's reaction from time to time, his hands were shaking so badly that his fingertips began to tremble.

Shao Yan punched beside him, his fists whistling and his moves sharp.Shao Xiaoze could not take his eyes off his powerful movements and standard horse stance when squatting, and the light in his eyes was also full of admiration and fascination.

"Okay." Shao Yan took advantage of his luck and observed from the corner of his eye that his younger brother was not cheating while punching, so he gave him an appreciative look. It was rare that he didn't ask him to jump off the pile, but stretched out his hand He hugged him to the ground.

The elder brother's immediate hug made the younger brother's spine straighten. His legs trembled, but he still insisted on standing up straight. The next moment, he heard his mother's fussing voice from a distance.

Shao's mother only put on a thick coat and ran downstairs. When she came out, she saw the two sons standing facing each other. Can't stop: "Yanyan, how can you take your brother to play with such a dangerous thing? You can go to the mountain for exercise in the morning, or you can teach him how to box. This stake is so high, if you fall... "

Shao Yan frowned and stared at his mother, while his younger brother stared behind his back, and shouted loudly: "I won't fall!"

"If you fall, you will fall. It must be inevitable at the beginning of learning. He is a boy, how can he teach according to the standard of raising a girl?" Shao Yan felt that Shao's mother would make a fuss when seeing her sons break through a small wound. The attitude is very strange, where is the boy who was not injured when he was young?His experience of fleeing famine as a child was not applicable to anyone, but during those years in the palace, he had indeed come into contact with quite a few children.The eldest sons of the prince's family were basically raised according to elite education since they were young. The eldest son of the Youxiang family has not slept for three hours since he can remember.Without hard work, how can someone become a talent out of thin air?

After hearing what he said, Mother Shao didn't know how to refute, so she was anxious while grabbing the clothes draped over her shoulders.Shao Xiaoze, the client, is calmer than her. It seems that he didn't realize that his eldest brother and mother had a dispute over his education just now. Seeing Shao Yan nod to Shao's mother and then walk towards the main house, he raised his head and followed suit. He nodded his head towards his mother, and followed quickly.

Mother Shao sighed.

The restaurant was filled with the smell of stewed meat, and the servants of the Shao family carefully removed the stew pot on the stove from the fire.The chef found a large spoon, and the moment he lifted the lid of the pot, he was covered with fragrant water vapor on his face. He looked down and saw that the pot was full of thick, sticky pork belly cut into small pieces.The pork belly is cut to the size of a little finger, the grains are evenly fat and thin, and the skin is very thick.The long cooking time makes the fat layer of the meat piece present a translucent turbidity, soaked in the dark soup, it looks very attractive.

In the morning, everyone didn't eat, and the servants in the kitchen stared at the broth in the pot and couldn't help swallowing.The spices prepared by Shao Yan are put in the stew. The servants only need to cut the meat into small pieces and throw them in. After simmering in the middle of the night, the color and aroma of this pot of soup are almost perfect, which makes people smell The moment it arrives, all resistance is lost.

Put the noodles into the pot by hand, cook them, take them out, put them in a bowl, pour in clear noodle soup, and then cover the noodles with stewed pork with soup and water one by one.

Sprinkle some emerald green onion and serve it out, the Shao family has already sat at the dining table neatly dressed.

Yan Daichuan took Shao Xiaoze to change into warm clothes, took a bath by the way, and watched Aunt Wei tie a bib for him, and the small child sat on the children's chair with his own fork and waited for the meal in a serious manner.

Yan Daichuan couldn't help but said, "Let Grandma Wei feed you, okay?" Shao Xiaoze was too young to hold the chopsticks steadily, and he couldn't count his food, so he was always scalded by the hot soup.Yan Daichuan was as independent as he was when he was young, so he knows how hard this kind of life is.He regards Shao Xiaoze as his son, if not for Shao Yan, he would probably be an out-and-out strict father.It's just that now there is already a Shao Yan who is stricter than him in the family. No matter how fierce Yan Daichuan is, he can't do that. Sometimes seeing Shao Xiaoze working so hard, he would secretly come up with ideas to help him fool Shao Yan.It's just that Shao Xiaoze obviously doesn't remember well.

Just like now, after Yan Daichuan asked such words, Shao Yan just glanced over while drinking water.Shao Xiaoze's reaction was much bigger than his, he straightened his back suddenly, shook his head as if he wanted to shake his head off: "Don't!!!!"

Yan Daichuan sighed, and Shao Yan bumped into his ribs again, covering his side and only smiling wryly.

The aroma of the stewed pork noodles is simply devastating, and the noodles of uniform thickness lie quietly in the soup bowl.The family gave generously to the stewed pork. The top layer is almost all translucent and trembling pieces of meat. The emerald green onion and white pickled bamboo shoots cut into small pieces are finely mixed in, and the pieces of meat are picked out. For the noodles below, Yan Daichuan thought about it, and put it down and ate a piece of stewed pork first.

This stewed meat is cut very small in the way men eat it, and it is probably because of this size that the taste of the meat is infiltrated so just right.The fat part melted almost as soon as it was put into the mouth, and it disappeared without a trace after being pressed with the tongue. The thick pigskin has an amazing texture. The unique thick feeling of sticky teeth.

Every inch of fiber of lean meat is full of soup, and the aroma is accompanied by swallowing, and even the breath exhaled from the nasal cavity is fragrant.It is obviously pure meat, but it does not make people feel greasy at all.The combination of thick stewed pork broth and noodle soup, even the tasteless noodles are inspired into another delicious taste that can't be stopped.

Shao Xiaoze grabbed his chubby child's fork with a tall head on the top and ate meticulously. Occasionally, soup would flow out from the corner of his mouth, so he put down the fork and carefully wiped it off with the palm of his hand, and then licked it off.

He was trained to eat independently from a long time ago. Not only that, Shao Yan also asked him to dress and wash independently. If it weren't for controlling the water temperature and drying his body, it would be a bit difficult for a four-year-old child. Shao Yan would probably ask him to take a bath by himself.

So he is still very skillful in eating, and he doesn't spill soup on his body like before, but his appetite is so good that the bowl he uses is bigger than his own face.

Shao Yan stared at him from the corner of his eye, and found that the sticky meat in Shao Xiaoze's soup bowl was eaten up all at once, recalling the round frog belly that he felt under his palm when he stood up in the morning... This child seems to be really fat Not to mention that the arms and legs are full of meat, the two bulging lumps on the cheeks look like hamsters with dry food stuffed in their cheek pouches.Fortunately, his chin is sharp and his eyes are big, so his facial features don't look like they will be squeezed into a ball by the flesh, but he eats like this...

Shao Yan was thinking about whether to reduce his food intake, and was afraid that it would affect his growth. The photo of the original owner's room on the desk smiling like a steamed bun for the camera was echoing in his mind, and he was really worried whether the child would It looks like that after a few days.

The sky finally fully dawned. At seven o'clock in the morning, Shao's father drank a cup of tea and sat there reading the newspaper of the day. Shao Yan's roasted tea became more palatable, and he felt a little more comfortable after drinking it.

Sitting next to him, Shao's mother began to pay attention to the direction of the kitchen with worry again, and Shao Yan's voice came from inside: "This is fennel, it tastes different, do you understand?!"

She became restless and didn't take a break after eating. It's too pitiful for a child to study like this.Shao's mother stabbed her husband, but Shao's father didn't dare to go against his eldest son who said he was uncompromising, and just pretended that he didn't see what happened inside.

Shao's mother patted him, so she tiptoed to the kitchen door and looked in.

Shao Yan was setting out a pile of spices to teach his younger brother how to identify them. All kinds of messy materials were placed in small bowls, and the table was covered.The child wore a pair of shoe covers and was placed directly on the table. He was squatting there solemnly listening to his brother's lecture. When he spread his hands to take the fennel handed over by his brother, he put a little bit of it in his mouth and chewed it.Obviously not tasty, eyebrows wrinkled.

Shao Yan admired him for being so conscious of experience. If he wants to make a good meal, he must have a good understanding of the spices he uses.For an excellent chef, a keen sense of smell and taste is also essential, and what is more important is to have that kind of research consciousness.He watched his younger brother taste the fennel directly, and rarely stretched out his hand to pat him on the head in appreciation: "Very good, try this now." He handed over a piece of cinnamon.

The younger brother was touched on the head, he looked very excited, his eyes were wide open, and he reached out to take it without hesitation.

Seeing him stuffing the cinnamon into his mouth like this, Shao's mother couldn't help but say: "...Yanyan..."

The little brother who was squatting on the table turned his head, Shao Yan also looked at her, and was locked on by the clear eyes of the two brothers, one big and one small but identical with doubts, Mother Shao's mind went blank for a moment, and then she stammered and said: Don't...do you want to take a break first?"

"I'm resting now!" Shao Yan replied very seriously, "I can't exercise after eating, I will take him to familiarize himself with the ratio of these spices first. At nine o'clock in a while, I will take him to squat for 10 minutes, Then run around the backyard three times, and after taking a nap, teach him to write big characters."

"..." Shao's mother thought to herself, "Oh my god, is this the life of a human being?" Her tone of voice became slender, "I can't just study all day long. Mom knows you want him to become a talent, but isn't Ozawa still How about young? At this age, you should swing and watch cartoons, this, this, this... this is always running and writing big characters..."

Shao Yan frowned, and lowered his head to meet his younger brother's gaze: "Do you want to play on the swing?"

Shao Xiaoze froze for a moment, shaking his hair.

"Want to watch cartoons?"

The younger brother's expression hesitated for a moment, then became serious: "I don't want to watch!"

Shao Yan gave his mother a look of "See?", signaling her to leave quickly.Shao's mother gave her youngest son a sad look, thinking about the injustice, how could this child just listen to his brother's words, kill and set fire without shaking his head.

The backyard of the old house is very large, bounded by the edge of the forest, even an adult would be out of breath after running around.Shao's mother squatted there watching her youngest son jolt around in his sportswear. Because he was too young, five steps might not be as far as an adult's step.He also ran extremely slowly, and it took him a long time to make a half-circle.Shao Yan was extremely fast, and after five laps, he went into the house to drink water. Seeing him leaving, Shao's mother hurriedly chased after her youngest son: "Baby, can you take a rest?"

Shao Xiaoze glanced at her, pursed his lips and did not answer.

"It's been a long way, mom will help you keep it secret, rest for 5 minutes, and wait for my brother to come out before running again, okay?"

Shao Xiaoze hesitated for a moment, and there was a twinkle in his mother's eyes.

"Okay? Just rest for 5 minutes, and no one will tell my brother."

Shao Xiaoze's pace gradually slowed down, and the height of his jumps became shorter and shorter. He was about to turn into walking, but he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly started to speed up again.

"Baby?!" Shao's mother had already taken out the pudding and small cakes that she carried with her, and called him hesitantly when she saw this.

"No!" Shao Xiaoze was out of breath, but his words were very firm, "If my brother can run, so can I!"

Shao Yan was drinking water and leaning against the porch pillar to watch this scene, he couldn't help showing an appreciative smile on his face, he looked at his mother who was squatting there from a distance, and Shao's mother immediately acted guilty and hugged the thing Yoo ran away.

Shao Yan sighed, this group of people in the family really dotes on the child one by one, let alone Shao's mother, even Shao's father and Yan Daichuan are unreasonable.

When Yan Daichuan came back from talking about business, he passed by a particularly famous pastry shop in the city and brought back a cheesecake. In recent years, because of the relationship between Yumenxi and Yumenzun, many food brands have gradually settled in City A. Domestic and overseas flavors, from meals to drinks, have attracted many food lovers from outside the province to come here. Tasting, also let the small place of City A gradually gain the reputation of the city of gourmet food.

The light cheesecake is fragrant and milky, and it is the most suitable snack for children, but Shao Yan never wants to make it on the grounds that Shao Xiaoze tends to gain weight.As soon as Yan Daichuan got home, he hid the cake box and asked the servant Shao Yan where he was.

Shao Yan was not at home, Yan Daichuan immediately became presumptuous, took the cake upstairs and pushed open the study door to see that Shao Xiaoze was standing on the stool and writing calligraphy with a brush on his face.

The walls are covered with the masterpieces of Shao Yan and various calligraphy and painting masters that can be bought, and the desk is covered with a thick layer of rice paper.The writing brush was too big, longer than Shao Xiaoze's arm, and very thick. It was already difficult for Shao Xiaoze to hold it, and the writing was crooked, with no shape at all.

However, Shao Yan didn't ask him to practice good fonts now, but only asked him to practice for two hours a day.Shao Xiaoze was completely convinced when he saw his elder brother put a bunch of raw eggs on his arm and could write in a smooth and smooth manner. He would do whatever his elder brother asked him to do, two hours?No matter how tired your arms are, you have to write!

While writing, he kept his gaze on the raw egg that was still in the tea mug at the corner of the table, thinking about when he would be able to put this thing on his arm and not fall down.

When Yan Daichuan entered the room, he first hid the cake box behind him. After scanning the room like a radar, he took it out with confidence, and carefully locked the door.

"Baby!" Seeing Shao Xiaoze staring blankly at himself with a brush in one hand and covering his sleeve with the other, Yan Daichuan's heart softened, and he asked softly, "Are you tired?"

The younger brother looked at him seriously, raised his hand and rubbed his face, leaving an ink mark: "It's okay."

This kid talks so old-fashioned.

Yan Daichuan glanced at the rice paper that had been piled up on the table, and couldn't help but stepped forward to coax him: "Take a break if you're tired, take a break for 10 minutes, and I'll bring you back a big cake, let's eat the cake , don’t tell your brother.”

Shao Xiaoze's brows frowned all of a sudden, why is Brother Chuan exactly like his mother!

Yan Daichuan opened the cake box, revealing the golden and thick cake inside, and raised his hand to get the pen in Shao Xiaoze's hand, but Shao Xiaoze hid it for a while.

Shao Xiaoze said: "My brother asked me to write."

"You've been writing for a long time, and your body will be damaged. It won't hurt if you take a break!" Yan Daichuan really didn't like Shao Yan teaching children like this. Although children can't be spoiled, what he did was too extreme.Every day before dawn, I start to get up and exercise, start to learn after eating breakfast, take a nap and come here to write big characters again.After writing the big characters, the foreign language professor will come to home for tutoring, and there will be etiquette classes after dinner.Shao Xiaoze, a child who is less than four years old, lives in a hurry than ordinary high school and college entrance examination students. He doesn't even have time to watch a cartoon, which is really pitiful.

Shao Xiaoze was moved by his words, his stomach growled, and he looked at the cake with a bit of unconcealable longing.

"Do you want to eat? Have a piece?" Yan Daichuan moved closer.

Shao Xiaoze grabbed the brush, and the two sides were fighting fiercely in his mind. The fight was so violent that sand flew away, stones and sparks splashed. He clenched his fist holding the brush shaft more and more tightly, and nodded with difficulty: "Then..."

"No!" He came to his senses all of a sudden, staring at Yan Daichuan immediately with great vigilance, lowered his head and began to write on the paper, "I, I, I, I, I promised my brother!"

Yan Daichuan sighed, and he couldn't figure out why Shao Yan had such a strong prestige in the child's heart.Seeing Shao Xiaoze making up his mind to ignore him, he had no choice but to stand up helplessly: "Aren't you hungry? Then how about this, you continue to write big characters, and I will feed you with a cake, which will not delay your writing." , I ate something again, is this okay?"

Shao Xiaoze racked his brains to think about the rationality of this idea, as if opening the door to a new world, looking at Yan Daichuan's round eyes was so moved that tears were about to flow out .

How can you be so pitiful...

Yan Daichuan was very sad, and he didn't dare to confront Shao Yan face to face, so he could only do his best to make Shao Xiaoze's life more comfortable.He held up the cake and fed it to the child's mouth, and the child bit off most of it with a groan. It seemed that his whole spirit was stimulated, and his writing was much more vigorous than before.

When Shao Yan came back, when he heard that Yan Daichuan had gone to the study, his face immediately sank. Yan Daichuan is the king of spoiled children!The existence second only to Mother Shao!Half of Shao Xiaoze's body that is still so fat after exercising every day is thanks to him!Why is this guy so restless!

When pushing open the study door, Shao Yan thought that if Yan Daichuan dared to make a mistake, he must teach him a lesson this time so that he knows how painful it is.The man sitting next to the bookshelf quietly drinking tea and the child behind the desk writing hard are obviously a little different from what he expected.

However, Shao Yan would not be easily deceived by appearances. After entering the room, he squinted and stared at Yan Daichuan for a while, but found no clues, but found that the younger brother's hand holding the calligraphy was shaking slightly.

Not a tired shiver, but a nervous shiver.

Shao Yan frowned slightly, and took a deep breath after entering the room. Today's faint scent of ink actually has a bit of sweetness of cheese.

"Ozawa." He asked the younger brother with a pleasant face, "How is your practice today? Did you get distracted? Did you eat any snacks?"

The little brother froze all over, and raised his head dullly to look at him, his gaze was filled with fear, and he turned to the side and landed on Yan Daichuan.

Yan Daichuan wanted to cover his face, how could this child not even lie...

He coughed, and tried to calmly answer: "I've been sitting here for a long time, and he writes very seriously, very seriously."

"Oh~~" Shao Yan nodded, "I wrote a lot of words, have you had some snacks?"

Yan Daichuan tried his best to wink at his younger brother. The younger brother stared at him, and seeing Shao Yan's trusting gaze on him, his hand holding the pen became tighter and tighter, his face turned slightly pale, and he said like a mosquito: "... I ate it."

Shao Yan snorted: "What did you eat?"

"……cake……"

"Who brought it back?"

The younger brother paused for a moment, raised his head and looked hesitantly at the two people in the room, met Yan Daichuan's "don't betray me" gaze, after struggling for a long time, he slowly raised his finger and pointed at the man who was tiptoeing towards the door of the study.

Yan Daichuan paused, then ran away, and the voice came back from the open door of the study with the wind: "Stinky boy!!! I will never bring you food again!!!"

The author has something to say: Shao Xiaoze: "QAQ I can't disobey my brother..."