Difficult to raise children

Shen Haoran followed Shen Junyue downstairs, a scent of rice penetrated into his nostrils, he was shocked and quickened his pace.

Since he started fleeing, he hasn't eaten a decent meal. It's not bad to have dry steamed buns to eat. Sometimes he is chased so hard that he can only drink water to satisfy his hunger.

"Haohao, are you awake?" A middle-aged man who was nearly forty years old limped out of the kitchen with a plate.

Shen Haoran saw the stranger's habitual tense body. He looked at the lame uncle. He had a black eyepatch on his left eye. His skin was dark and the wrinkles on his forehead were deep. At first glance, he looked like a vicious gangster, but If you look closely, you can see a bit of gentleness from the fierce aura.

Seeing Shen Hao staring straight at Wang Lei, Shen Junyue remembered his son's bad words to his comrades-in-arms before, and slapped Shen Hao on the back of the head: "Be more respectful to your uncle from now on!"

After speaking, he pushed the person forward.

Wang Lei is Shen Junyue's housekeeper and servant. He used to be Shen Junyue's comrade-in-arms. Later, he injured a leg and an eye for Shen Junyue during a mission.

He was an orphan, and his only wife ran away with others during the years when he joined the army. After he was forced to leave the army, he had nowhere to go, so Shen Junyue stayed at home to take care of the housework for him.

Shen Haoran nodded towards Wang Lei, his mind was not on this man at all, at a time like this, a man with an unattractive appearance was obviously not as alluring as delicious food.

There are three dishes and one soup on the table, all of which are very common dishes, and intuitively, the level of the person who cooks this meal is indeed very average.

Shen Junyue opened the chair and sat down, picked up his rice bowl, paused and warned: "If you dare to dislike this again, you will be hungry!"

Shen Haoran didn't speak, he couldn't take his eyes off the braised pork. After Shen Junyue took the first bite, he couldn't wait to pick up his rice bowl and start eating. He didn't understand why the original Shen Hao hated this and that. From his point of view, the food was already delicious.

Can a young master who has grown up eating delicacies from mountains and seas compare with a Taoist priest who has grown up eating simple food?

Although Shen Haoran ate quickly, he maintained the most basic dining etiquette, holding the chopsticks firmly, handling the spoon gently, without making a sound.

In the past 20 years, his master, the old Taoist priest, taught him many things with all his heart, besides practicing kung fu and offering sacrifices, there are also various etiquettes.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid his master knows his identity.

Shen Junyue raised his eyebrows, and gave Wang Lei a look: "Look, I'll eat everything if I'm hungry".

Wang Lei smiled with a chrysanthemum face, added a bowl of soup to Shen Haoran, and said with concern: "Eat slowly, if you don't have enough, uncle can make it."

Shen Haoran slowed down after eating two bowls of rice. He was inevitably embarrassed, but he was always calm and replied without changing his expression: "Thank you, that's enough!"

After the stomach was taken care of, Shen Haoran felt comfortable all over, and he didn't feel restrained when facing Shen Junyue's serious face.

In fact, he should be thankful that Shen Hao hasn't put on a good face to Shen Junyue since he was picked up, otherwise his current indifferent personality would definitely arouse Shen Junyue's suspicion.

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The protagonist's previous name was Shen Haoran, and this life's name is Shen Hao. After two chapters, the original name will be abandoned. It won't be messed up, right?