Chapter 41 Chicken Soup

After checking the Shitan space and finding that there was no change today, Yang Zhengshan took a pot of spring water and walked out of the room to boil water.

Before his water boiled, he heard a loud shouting in the yard.

"Dad, Dad~~"

Yang Mingzhi shouted while running into the main room.

"What's wrong?" Yang Zhengshan looked at his spring water without raising his head.

"Dad, I became a warrior!" Yang Mingzhi stood in front of him, looking like he was asking for praise.

However, Yang Zhengshan glanced at him and said only two words.

"Not bad!"

"..."

Yang Mingzhi looked at him in astonishment.

Not bad!

Just two words?

So perfunctory?

"Dad, I became a warrior!" Yang Mingzhi thought that Yang Zhengshan might not understand, so he said again.

Yang Zhengshan waved his hand impatiently and said, "I know! Since you have become a warrior, you can't relax, and work hard to practice in the future!"

Is it worth being happy that Yang Mingzhi has become a warrior?

Of course it is worth it.

But the problem is that the Yang family now has two warriors, and Yangjia Village has four warriors.

When Yang Mingcheng became a warrior, he was the first of the young generation of the Yang family, so both Yang Zhengxiang and ordinary members of the family were very happy about it and celebrated it.

Then it was Yang Mingwu. When Yang Mingwu became a warrior, the reaction of the family was very calm. First, because there was a crisis of the Hu tribe entering the country at that time, no one had the heart to celebrate. Second, because there was Yang Mingcheng in front, Yang Mingwu's becoming a warrior seemed not so important.

Now it's Yang Mingzhi's turn, it's even more insignificant.

It can't be said to be insignificant, it can only be said that as the Yang family has more and more warriors, it becomes more and more common for someone to become a warrior.

This is the situation in the family, and in Yang Zhengshan's eyes, Yang Mingzhi becoming a warrior is something that was expected.

Yang Mingzhi drinks diluted spiritual spring water every day. Sometimes Yang Zhengshan will use normal spiritual spring water to make tea for him. If he can't become a warrior yet, then there is no need for him to practice martial arts.

So Yang Zhengshan was not surprised at all when Yang Mingzhi became a warrior.

But Yang Mingzhi cried and said, "Dad, I became a warrior, are you not happy?"

"Happy! Where did I say I was not happy?" Yang Zhengshan looked up in confusion.

"But, but, your reaction is so flat!" Yang Mingzhi felt ignored.

Yang Zhengshan saw his pitiful look and shook his head helplessly.

Okay.

Among the three brothers of the Yang family, only his pitiful look is not eye-catching.

If Yang Mingcheng and Yang Minghao put on this look, he would definitely slap them.

There is no way, who made Yang Mingzhi the best-looking one among the three brothers.

"Dad has confidence in you and believes that you will become a warrior!"

"Not only that, Dad also believes that you will become a post-natal warrior in the future, and become a more powerful warrior!"

Yang Zhengshan said comfortingly.

"Really!" Yang Mingzhi's eyes lit up.

"Of course, as long as you persist in practicing hard, Dad believes that you will become a world-famous warrior!"

Yang Zhengshan gave Yang Mingzhi chicken soup without hesitation.

He didn't care whether the chicken soup was poisonous or not, just drank it first.

Yang Mingzhi was not one of those people who suffered from poisonous chicken soup in his previous life, and he had almost no immunity to chicken soup.

So when Yang Zhengshan said these words with expectation and importance, Yang Mingzhi's whole person was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Dad, don't worry, I will become a world-famous warrior!"

Yang Mingzhi, who has always been shrewd, was floating.

He was a little top-heavy and light-footed when he walked.

But after picking up the gun, he was down-to-earth again.

But why did he practice shooting in the yard?

Now, except for Yang Yunxue, Wang, Li and Wang Yunqiao who practice shooting in the yard, everyone else practices shooting in the training ground in the back mountain.

Seeing Yang Mingzhi practicing shooting, everyone in the family looked puzzled.

Yang Zhengshan's mouth curled up slightly.

It seems that this chicken soup is delicious!

I have to give them more in the future.

After Yang Mingzhi finished practicing a set of shooting skills, the blood in his heart calmed down a little.

It happened that Yang Zhengshan's water was boiled, and he brewed tea and called everyone to drink tea.

Now that there is more spring water, Yang Zhengshan is no longer as stingy as before.

Not only the three brothers Yang Mingcheng, but also Wang, Li, Lin Zhan and others can share a cup of tea.

Of course, Yang Zhengshan would not say what the benefits of this tea are, but just asked them to try it and see if it tastes good.

"Grandpa, I want more!" The eldest grandson Yang Chengye drank a cup, smacked his lips, and raised the teacup to ask for it.

This tea has the fragrance of tea leaves and the sweetness of spring water. It tastes really good, and children naturally love to drink it.

"Children can't drink too much tea, otherwise they won't be able to sleep."

Yang Zhengshan touched the little guy's head and smiled kindly: "Grandpa will give you candy!"

As he said that, he took a piece of maltose from the basket beside him and stuffed it into the mouth of his eldest grandson.

The eldest grandson tasted the sweetness and put the tea behind his mind. A happy smile appeared on his little face.

Yang Zhengshan was not partial. What the eldest grandson had, the second grandson and the eldest granddaughter also had, and he didn't miss the little kid Wang Mingzhe.

While Wang and the others were cooking, Yang Zhengshan asked Yang Yunxue to bring the children to his room and secretly feed them spiritual spring water.

The children couldn't drink too much, a few spoons were enough.

"Grandpa, it tastes good! I want more!"

Yang Chengmao was one and a half years old and could speak very fluently.

The little guy was chubby, like a meat ball, and he was very active. If you didn't pay attention, he would run away with his short legs.

Although Yang Qingwan and Wang Mingzhe couldn't walk yet, they could already crawl on the ground.

Now they looked much more tired than before.

Yang Zhengshan looked a little flustered taking care of them all by himself.

"The rest is yours!" Yang Zhengshan gave all the spring water in the tea bowl to Yang Chengmao.

Yang Chengmao held the tea bowl and drank it all.

"Grandpa, hug me!"

Yang Zhengshan was a little speechless. This kid was the most clingy.

"Go play with your brother!"

He also had to watch the two little guys on the kang to prevent them from climbing to the edge of the kang and falling down, and he couldn't hold Yang Chengmao all the time.

Luckily, there are many people in the family, otherwise it would be troublesome to look after the children.

"Second brother, brother will take you to play!" Yang Chengye began to understand, knowing that Yang Zhengshan couldn't take care of him, he quickly pulled his second brother out.

The two little guys squatted in the corner of the yard and dug ant nests.

In the spring, the ants finally came out to breathe, but they didn't expect that they would be killed by the two little guys as soon as they emerged.

Yang Zhengshan mourned for the ants for a second, then held a fat baby in one hand and sat on the kang to tease them.

In fact, he didn't look after the children much, and most of the time, the three half-grown children Yang Yunxue, Lin Zhan and Wang Yunqiao looked after the children.

Occasionally, he would take care of the children and cultivate feelings with them.

After all, he is a grandfather, not a nanny.