"Yes," Jun Xiaobao stood up straight and replied seriously, "Mother, I come from Donglang Mountain."
Donglang Mountain, the snow-capped mountain on the edge of Dongjing, is famous for its steepness and steepness, and there are so many thrilling wild animals that no one dares to live nearby for dozens of miles. From Donglang to Fengjing, it is equivalent to spanning the entire Xixuan Continent. In modern times,
It takes an hour and a half to travel by plane. In ancient times, transportation was extremely inconvenient. Even if you use the fastest way to ride a horse, you don't know how many horses will be exhausted to get here safely and smoothly.
The most important thing is that the person in front of me is only five and a half years old.
Tianliang lowered his head and looked at Jun Xiaobao's soles, and found that the leather boots were of high quality. The soles seemed to have been patched countless times, and the suede was stained, as if it was worn.
"Uncle Xuan said you must dress appropriately when meeting your mother for the first time, but..."
Jun Xiaobao lowered his head, shrank his feet back, stared at his boots, his face darkened.
No matter how ruthless and cold-blooded Tianliang is, he can't help but be moved when he sees such a scene.
"Stay," Tian Liang whispered, "I will be your mother."
Jun Xiaobao looked up with a look of disbelief on his face, "Mother..."
"It's my godmother."
Tian Liang corrected him and handed him the tea, "Drink it and kowtow to me three times. This is considered as acknowledgment. Follow me this year. Remember to abide by my rules, otherwise don't blame me for turning your back on me."
Jun Xiaobao responded, drank tea, knelt down and kowtowed.
Tian Liang held his chin, looked at Jun Xiaobao who was kowtowing, and sighed in his heart. No matter what the facts were, it turned out that she also had something called compassion. Picking up a child was like picking up trouble!
After the three kowtows, Jun Xiaobao stood up and smiled sweetly towards the sky: "Then, what about the name that mother promised me?"
"Hmm..." Tianliang said in a long tone, thought for a while, and said seriously, "Let's call it Baozi."
Jun Xiaobao, uh, "Baozi?"
"It sounds good and easy to remember." Tian Liang praised his creativity, "It's a pity that your surname is not Rou."
Otherwise, the meat buns will be more palatable.
Tian Liang saw that Jun Xiaobao was silent, so he bent down, stared at him and asked with a smile: "Don't you like this name?"
"I...like it..." Jun Xiaobao laughed dryly and nodded hastily, "I like whatever name my mother gives me."
It's a pity that he traveled thousands of miles to find his mother, and all he got in exchange was Jun Baozi.