Chapter 263 Teaching
Yongning immediately shook his head: "That's right, my grandfather is filial, and my grandfather is a man."

Shi'an laughed when he heard this, "That's right, whether a person is strong or not depends on him.

Hmm... So, if a court lady is holding a needle and thread, everyone will think she is embroidering.

If your uncle is embroidering with a needle, others will only think that he may be watching.

Do you say yes or no? "

Yongning nodded as if realizing something: "So, as long as Yongning becomes a real man, no matter what Yongning does, others will not think that Yongning is wrong."

Shi'an nodded seriously, and said again: "When the heart is strong enough, other people's opinions are not so important. You are yourself, not what others say about you."

Yong Ning nodded his head fiercely, looked at Shi An's eyes twinkling with tiny stars, and his little hands unconsciously grabbed Shi An's clothes.

He still can't understand the meaning, but he thinks what his sister said makes sense.

Mammy always told him that this should be done and that should not be done.

His uncle always told him to be a man like his father.

My mother always said, don't cry, don't cling, don't lose your temper, and say that sensible children are the most likable.

He has very little memory of his father, because he seldom sees his father, and only remembers his father telling him that he wants him to grow up quickly.

He had never heard what his sister said, but he somehow felt that it made sense.

At that moment, he tightened his grip on Shi'an's hem again, and he smiled so sweetly that he showed his little canine teeth.

Shi'an doesn't expect the child to fully understand, anyway, as time goes by, it's good for him to understand slowly.

He immediately sat down at the desk and said with a smile, "What do you want to eat? Pot, barbecue, home-cooked food?
Chicken, duck, fish and sheep, as well as radish and green vegetables.You can write down whatever you want to eat. "

Saying that, Shi'an handed the pen to Yongning.

Yongning hesitated: "What does sister want to eat? Can sister choose? Yongning doesn't know what to eat."

In the past, most of the mothers would eat whatever they arranged, because my uncle said that we should not develop bad habits of extravagance and licentiousness, and we should not be picky eaters, so the mothers seldom asked what they wanted to eat.

Suddenly asked him to choose, he really didn't know how to choose.

He wanted to pick up the pen in Shi'an's hand, but he couldn't make up his mind.

Shi'an sighed inwardly. Brother Yuan didn't have time to teach Yongning himself, and he didn't have any children, so he probably didn't know how to teach him.

Yongning also has a husband now, but because Yongning is young, the course is only three hours a day, and the rest of the time is always served by Nanny Sun.

Grandma Sun is an old slave left behind by Brother Yuan's mother. People who have been in the harem for many years are most afraid of trouble. They always think that one thing is worse than one thing, and they have to think twice about everything and analyze the pros and cons.

It cannot be said that such a personality is not good, but he did make Yongning less decisive in his personality.

Yongning is going to sit in that position in the future, he is so indecisive, I'm afraid it won't work.

Thinking of this, Shi'an remained calm, shook his head at Yongning and said, "No, I want to eat what Yongning chose.

Sister can go and show off to your uncle when she turns around, saying that Yongning specially chose it for her.

Today is up to you, you can choose what sister likes to eat. "

After hearing this, Yongning hesitated again, then took the pen over, pursed his mouth for a long time before saying: "Then... shall we eat the pot?"

In the past, when it was almost the end of the new year, people gathered together and ate hot pots. Yongning liked the lively look, but it was a bit troublesome to eat pots. He didn't know if his sister would agree...

Shi'an directly gave a thumbs up: "Yongning is amazing, this pot is so good, we can put chicken, duck and fish in it to cook."

Yongning seldom heard others praise him in front of him, and his little face turned red with excitement for a moment, but he was a little embarrassed to look at Shi'an: "I... I also chose blindly."

Shi'an patted his head: "It's good to choose blindly."

Yongning then obediently handed the pen to Shi'an: "Let's write the rest of the sister, I... I don't know how delicious it is..."

Shi'an took a look at his embarrassed little face, the kid seemed very afraid of making choices...

Immediately afterwards, Shi'an took the paper closer: "Quick, let's see, Yongning, how many plates of mutton are suitable for us to eat?

Is the lamb cut thinner or thicker?
And are the noodles wider or thinner?
Should the greens be cut in half, or brought straight up?
And this soup base, is the soup made of mutton or beef? "

Yong Ning was completely stunned by the series of questions, his eyes widened, and disbelief was written all over his face.

It turns out that there are so many problems with eating a pot?
He shook his head immediately: "Sister, I don't know..."

"What do you know or not, sit down and choose slowly."

Shi'an didn't let him go at all, just stayed here with him for half an hour, and finally wrote down what the dishes in the hot pot looked like.

The dishes were very simple to prepare, and within a quarter of an hour, the table was already full, and the two of them couldn't wait to start.

"Sister, do you think the pot is delicious?"

Yongning's small mouth is oily, his face is still a little sickly red, but his eyes are sparkling.

Shi'an turned his head and thought for a while: "I think today's pot is more delicious than before! What do you think is going on?" Shi'an wiped his sweat immediately. .

Yongning turned his head and thought for a while: "Did you change the cook?

The royal chef in the palace should cook better food. "

Seeing his serious look, Shi'an stretched out his hand and poked his little cheek: "No, it was also made by the imperial chef yesterday, and I was pretty average when I ate it."

Immediately afterwards, as if thinking of something, he picked up a piece of meat and put it on his own plate, dipped it in the sauce, and after taking a big bite, he said: "I guess it's your credit, these things are all chosen by Yongning. It tastes different when it comes out."

Little Yongning blushed from Shi'an Kua's little face, buried his head in eating a piece of mutton, and said with some embarrassment: "If my sister likes it, I can help her choose dishes in the future."

Shi'an nodded: "Okay, it's done." Then he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of mutton and put it on his plate: "Let me tell you, there are not many pieces of mutton left. If you don't eat any more, I will eat it." It's over!"

After hearing this, Yongning immediately followed Shi'an to grab the mutton.

This child Yongning is so sensible that people feel distressed, and now he finally looks a little childish.

Seeing that he scooped up several slices of meat with one chopstick, Shi An stared at him, and started to scoop it up with his chopsticks.

The hot pot was in full swing, and the two of them were sweating profusely after eating, which was extremely lively.

The dishes on the table were devoured by the two of them.

(End of this chapter)

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