I became the pet of the Celestial Masters by cooking

Yin Tangfeng and Tong Shangyan did not stay in the Martial Arts Hall for too long.

Tong Shangyan had already agreed with Fang Junxin and Zhou Yiguang to discuss a set of medicinal diet for Sun Bingban and his two disciples. Seeing that it was getting late, he offered to go to the Zhaitang first.

Yin Tangfeng thought about it, but was still not at ease, so he took the initiative to follow along.

The recipes were formulated smoothly, but some of the three-boiled and four-stewed dishes were a bit troublesome, beyond the scope of Chef Zhou's skills, and Tong Shangyan had to cook them for him. Tong Shangyan cannot be allowed to live in Yunjinguan and cook for Sun Bingban.

It happened to be almost dinner time, Tong Shangyan rolled up his sleeves, put on his apron, and began to prepare the ingredients for the soup.

The soup he is going to make today is inspired by the Four Gentlemen Soup. With the ingredients in the kitchen, he adds an appropriate amount of ginseng, Atractylodes macrocephala, Poria cocos, and licorice to the chicken soup. It is not steep, which is suitable for Sun Bing's current office.

Zhou Yiguang helped Tong Shangyan, he was used to cooking big pots of rice, and his cooking skills were excellent. Zhou Yiguang felt ashamed to handle the ingredients, control the heat, and calculate the time like Tong Shangyan.

Tong Shangyan listened to Chef Zhou's Hong Kong fart with a strong dialect accent, and smiled disinterestedly. He didn't speak, and turned his eyes back to the stove. Seeing that the soup in the pot was about to overflow, he stretched out his hand to remove the lid.

His uninsulated palm fell firmly on the lid of the casserole, causing him to gasp for air. The soup in the pot boiled with a "poof", and poured all over the stove along the outer wall of the casserole.

The soup-soaked stove sizzled, and Tong Shangyan shook his hands in panic, not knowing what to do for a while.

At this moment, he stretched out a palm diagonally, first turned off the fire on the stove, then opened the lid of the casserole with a rag and put it aside, and finally grabbed Tong Shangyan's wrist in an orderly manner, and put it under the faucet to run cold water.

The cold water washed over the reddened skin and relieved the pain in his hands. Tong Shangyan blinked, turned his head to look at Yin Tangfeng with his lips tightly pressed, was stunned for a moment, and said stupidly: "Thank you, thank you...boss..."

Yin Tangfeng scolded him in a bad temper: "Shut up!"

After finishing speaking, he turned off the faucet, but did not let go of Tong Shangyan's wrist. After telling Zhou Yiguang to take over Tong Shangyan's affairs, he directly dragged him to Fang Junxin's place, and asked for scald ointment to be applied on him, and his complexion improved. .

Fang?? The ointment provider?? Junxin looked at Yin Tangfeng and then at Tong Shangyan. He felt that the atmosphere between the two was not right, so he deliberately coughed twice, breaking the silence in the room: "No broken skin, no blisters, The young man's hands are a little red, and the medicine will be saved if he comes later, so there is no need to pay too much attention these two days."

Tong Shangyan touched his nose in embarrassment, thanked Fang Junxin and left the room first.

Yin Tangfeng came out after him, strode to catch up with him, grabbed his wrist again without warning, and said, "I'll take you somewhere."

This sound was neither an inquiry nor a solicitation, it was just a notification and did not require any response from Tong Shangyan. Yin Tangfeng led him through the Yunjin Temple, exited through the east door, walked along the path all the way up to the observation deck, and only then open.

Yin Tangfeng was in good health, he didn't blush or pant all the way, but Tong Shangyan couldn't do it, climbing the mountain road for more than ten minutes without rest was enough for him to sit on the stone bench and pant for breath.

When his breath had almost calmed down, Yin Tangfeng said straight to the point: "Stop pretending, you care about your background very much."

Boss Yin can't be a spiritual mentor, but he is good at reading people. He has lived in the same room with Tong Shangyan for so long. He already knows a lot about this person's temperament, how he is when he is happy, and how he is when he is depressed.

Therefore, after learning the truth about his life experience, the more Tong Shangyan behaved nonchalantly, the more his abnormality would be highlighted.

Yin Tangfeng still remembered that when he first found Tong Shangyan, although he was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, when he mentioned Tong Xiaoshui's identity and his fate, there was obvious struggle and longing in his eyes.

He cared so much about his connection with this world, even the slightest, how could he accept his life experience and what happened to his parents so freely and indifferently?

He is still such a soft-hearted person, he can't help but sympathize with what happened to Pan Jianqiang and Boss Zhao, but he can be indifferent to the experience of his biological parents?

Yin Tangfeng didn't believe it at all!

In fact, he was also right. Tong Shangyan was not as relaxed as he said. When discussing recipes with Fang Junxin and Zhou Yiguang, he lost his mind many times; when preparing ingredients, he almost cut his fingers several times .

Absent-minded and distracted, it doesn't look like "very good" as he said!

"Little Tong, to be frank, I can't understand your feelings. All I know is that you don't need to be afraid of your birth. It's not shameful." After going through twists and turns, no one is qualified to coax him with words like "empathy".

Tong Shangyan lowered his head, looking at his toes, but his eyes were out of focus: "I, it's fine, boss, really, I, it's nothing..."

Yin Tangfeng swallowed, Tong Shangyan was obviously still trying to be brave, he let out a soft "tsk", sighed slightly, moved his feet, faced outside the viewing platform, and said leisurely: "The year my parents passed away, I was 11 years old, it seems to happen to be the final exam Before, the hospital that my uncle took me to, after arriving...

In fact, I don’t really remember much anymore, whether it was the funeral or living in the temple, when I recall it now, it’s like a layer of veil is separated, and I can’t remember everything clearly. "

He paused, turned his head to look at Tong Shangyan, saw him look up at him, and quickly lowered his head again.

Yin Tangfeng smiled slightly, as long as he was willing to listen to himself, so he continued: "I can't remember many things when I was young, but it's strange that I still remember a few things until now.

One of them is that my parents quarreled with the head grandfather because of me and moved out of the Qingshan School; the other... is why my parents quarreled with the head grandfather because of me. "

At that time, Yin Tangfeng was only six years old, the age when boys were naughty and troubled. He grew up in the Qingshan School. He was good-looking, talented, and quick-witted. He was the king of children among his peers.

In Yin Qiyu's generation, in addition to the seven fellow disciples who worshiped under the branch of the master, there were also peers who worshiped under the disciples of other masters and uncles. People from the same sect lived together, and the children all grew up together.

It was supposed to be a group of harmony, but it is inevitable that there will be competition, especially the young boys, who are not as good as Yin Tangfeng in practice, not as good as him in study, and they want to win or lose, and they use their fate to hurt Yin Tangfeng with unscrupulous words.

It may be nothing once or twice, but over time, the vicious words are like a gangrene, which completely stimulated the violence in Yin Tangfeng's bones. The child who was only a few years old beat the little boy of the same age with one against three, and returned crying. Home called parents.

The children's parents were friends of the same family, and Gu Nian was not good at theory, so they finally took the matter to Yin Qiyu's master under the pretext of asking the head to teach the children.

Theories came and went, and finally Yin Qiyu and his wife moved out of the Qingshan School and decided not to ask about Taoism anymore.

Moving away from the "home" where he grew up was a big deal for Yin Tangfeng at that age. He was very afraid that because he did something wrong, his parents would be "kicked out" of the Qingshan School, and he was frightened and frightened Next, I had a high fever for three days.

Mother Wei Yuanwan comforted her repeatedly, repeatedly reassuring that this matter had nothing to do with him, and Yin Tangfeng's illness recovered.

However, afterwards, Yin Tangfeng had silently determined in his heart that his destiny would affect those close to him. Even when his parents passed away, he once thought that his destiny had killed them.

If it weren't for Wei Chaoqi and his wife who took good care of him at that time, he might not be able to think about it for a while and make irreparable extreme actions.

More than ten years have passed, and the current Yin Tangfeng has grown into a strong enough man. He knows his fate, is willing to face it, accept it, and has learned...to fight against it.

"Little Tong, we can't decide our own birth, and it's not the fate we want to choose. These... It's not our fault." Yin Tangfeng walked up to Tong Shangyan, and waited for Tong Shangyan to look up at him. He continued, "We have all shouldered this fate alone, but from the day we signed the contract of fate, I and you are linked by fate and intertwined in luck.

You no longer need to bear all the pain alone, you have me, you can say whatever you want..."

Before Yin Tangfeng could finish speaking, Tong Shangyan suddenly threw himself on him, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist, and buried his whole face in his belly, like an ostrich burrowing into a sand hole.

After a while, the fluffy head on the waist began to twitch, crying and feeling wronged at the same time: "Boss, I... I'm not an abandoned child, it's not that they don't want me, it's... it's..."

Tong Shangyan was at a loss for words while talking, sobbed for a while, then continued: "If... I...wasn't born like that, wouldn't it be..."

Was it something, but he didn't say any more, Yin Tangfeng understood what he meant, reached out and patted him on the back twice.

Feeling the silent comfort, Tong Shangyan circled Yin Tangfeng's arms even harder, as if he wanted to insert himself into Yin Tangfeng's body.

Yin Tangfeng was strangled by him, his body stiffened instantly, and it was the first time in his life that he experienced being "put into his arms"...it seemed a little out of breath.

But he didn't push Tong Shangyan away, instead he let him cry against him and shrugged his shoulders.

Fortunately, Tong Shangyan didn't last too long. After venting his emotions, he came back rationally. He let go of his arms and saw the wet marks on Yin Tangfeng's clothes. He blushed with embarrassment and his ears burned: "Boss, I'm sorry, boss, I didn't mean it." , In the past, when grandpa was still there, I would hug him when I was unhappy. I just now... for a while... I will be responsible for cleaning the clothes and clothes..."

Thinking of crying and acting coquettishly holding Yin Tangfeng just now, Tong Shangyan's mind was muddled and he spoke incoherently, and he happened to be facing the "iron evidence" that was shining in front of him. A trace.

The thin spring clothes were wet and stuck to the flesh, Tong Shangyan's touch was like touching Yin Tangfeng's abdominal muscles through the clothes.

Yin Tangfeng was rubbed back and forth by him a few times, feeling a little out of breath again, grabbed the right hand of Hu Lai, and said unnaturally: "Don't, wipe it, you... just wipe yourself."

After being mentioned in this way, Tong Shangyan realized that his face must be very "wonderful", so he quickly took out a tissue to clean it up.

"Boss, thank you, I'm much better." The embarrassing side has been shown to Yin Tangfeng, and Tong Shangyan also let go of his heart and confessed himself, "Boss, I lied, in fact, I have always hated in my heart.

When I mentioned my parents when I was young, besides comforting me, my grandfather also said that in the face of life and death, my little obsession is not worth mentioning.

At that time, I was too young to understand what grandpa said. I promised him that I would not resent my parents, but I always hated them for giving birth to me and then abandoning me.

It wasn't until today that I understood why grandpa said that, the two who gave birth to me...they...should not be hated, and I...I won't blame them anymore..."

"Well, this is very good." Yin Tangfeng stretched out his hand to rub Tong Shangyan's top, and said warmly, "It will be better in the future."

Tong Shangyan sniffed and looked up at him. Under the setting sun, the man's face seemed to be covered with a layer of crimson light.