Chapter 41 Chicken Soup

After checking the stone pond space and finding no changes today, Yang Zhengshan took a pot of spring water, turned around 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 ran into the main room while shouting.

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

"Dad, I'm a warrior!" Yang Mingzhi stood in front of him, looking as if 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 have become a warrior!" Yang Mingzhi felt that Yang Zhengshan might not have understood, so he said it again.

Yang Zhengshan waved his hands impatiently and said, "I know! Now that you have become a warrior, you must not slack off. You must work hard to practice in the future!"

Is it worth being happy that Yang Mingzhi became a warrior?
Of course it's worth it.

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

When Yang Mingcheng became a warrior, he was known as the best of the younger generation of the Yang family. Therefore, both Yang Zhengxiang and ordinary members of the family were extremely happy about this and celebrated it in a big way.

Then it was Yang Mingwu. When Yang Mingwu became a warrior, the tribe's reaction was very calm. Firstly, there was the crisis of the Hu tribe entering the country at that time, and no one was in the mood to celebrate. Secondly, with Yang Mingcheng in front, Yang Mingwu's becoming a warrior did not seem that important.

Now that it is Yang Mingzhi's turn, it is even less important.

It cannot be said that it is 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 within the clan, but in Yang Zhengshan's eyes, it was expected that Yang Mingzhi would become a warrior.

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 cannot become a warrior yet, then there is no need for him to practice martial arts.

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

But Yang Mingzhi cried and said, "Dad, aren't you happy that I became a warrior?"

"Happy! How could I say I'm unhappy?" Yang Zhengshan raised his head in confusion.

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

Seeing how pitiful he looked, Yang Zhengshan shook his head helplessly.

Ok.

Among the three brothers of the Yang family, only he looks so pitiful and not offensive.

If Yang Mingcheng and Yang Minghao behaved like this, he would definitely slap them.

There's nothing we can do about it, since Yang Mingzhi is the best-looking of the three brothers.

"Dad has confidence in you. I believe 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 keep practicing hard, Dad believes that you will become a world-famous strong man!"

Yang Zhengshan gave Yang Mingzhi chicken soup without any hesitation.

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

Yang Mingzhi is not one of those people who suffered from toxic chicken soup in his previous life. He has almost no immunity to chicken soup.

So when Yang Zhengshan said these words full of expectation and importance, Yang Mingzhi felt as if his blood was injected into chicken and his blood boiled.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely become a powerful man famous all over the world!"

Yang Mingzhi, who was always smart, became arrogant. He even walked with a light head and a fluttering look.

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

But why was he practicing shooting in the yard?

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

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

The corners of Yang Zhengshan's mouth curled up slightly.

It looks like this chicken soup is delicious!
We need to feed them more in the future.

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

Just then Yang Zhengshan's water had boiled, so he made some tea and called everyone over to drink it.

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 could have a cup of tea.

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

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

This tea has both the fragrance of tea 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 said with a kind smile: "Grandpa will give you candy!"

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

The eldest grandson tasted the sweetness and forgot about the tea issue. A happy smile appeared on his little face.

Yang Zhengshan was not partial. He gave his eldest grandson, his second grandson, his eldest granddaughter, and even the little kid Wang Mingzhe. He didn't miss any of them.

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

Little kids can't drink too much, a few spoons are enough.

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

Yang Chengmao is one and a half years old and can speak very fluently.

The little guy is chubby, like a meat ball, and he is very active. If you are not paying attention, he will run away with his short legs.

Although Yang Qingwan and Wang Mingzhe cannot walk yet, they can already crawl on the ground.

Now they look much more tired than before.

Yang Zhengshan seemed a little overwhelmed 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 in one gulp.

"Grandpa, give me a hug!"

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

"Go play with your brother!"

He also had to keep an eye on the two little ones on the kang to prevent them from climbing to the edge and falling down, so he couldn't hold Yang Chengmao all the time.

Fortunately, there are many people in my family, otherwise taking care of the children would be a hassle.

"Second brother, let me take you out to play!" Yang Chengye began to understand things. He knew that Yang Zhengshan couldn't take care of him, so he quickly pulled his second brother out.

The two little guys squatted in the corner of the yard, digging an ant nest.

As spring comes and flowers bloom, the ants finally have the chance to come out to get some fresh air. However, they didn't expect that as soon as they showed up, they would be attacked by two little guys.

Yang Zhengshan observed a second of silence for the ants, then sat on the kang, holding a fat baby in one hand and teasing them.

In fact, he doesn't spend much time looking after the children. Most of the time, the three half-grown children, Yang Yunxue, Lin Zhan and Wang Yunqiao, look after the children.

He would only take care of the children occasionally and build relationships with them.

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

(End of this chapter)