He made several dishes for breakfast, including millet porridge and preserved egg and lean pork porridge.

I made egg pancakes, as well as steamed buns and scallion pancakes.

The dishes were prepared by Grandma Ouyang, and the mother and son were in the kitchen.

One person occupied one spot, one prepared side dishes, and the other prepared the main course.

Moreover, they communicated while doing it.

The old lady watched as her son demonstrated his exceptional cooking skills.

Feeling both heartache and love, she decided that she would keep her son by her side no matter what.

The family sat at the table, and Ouyang Chang'an, Ouyang Chengyu, and Ouyang Huainan were astonished by the sight of the food on the table.

"Mom, why is breakfast different today?"

You usually like to have bread and milk for breakfast, why did you change it to this today?

The old lady had studied abroad, so her eating habits leaned towards Western styles.

So their family's breakfast has always consisted of bread, milk, and eggs, though sometimes it might be congee, steamed buns, or xiaolongbao.

However, such times are relatively rare.

Ouyang Huainan picked up a small steamed bun, put it in his mouth, took a bite, his mouth was full of oil, and his eyebrows even rose.

"Mom, who made these xiaolongbao? This isn't Aunt Li's handiwork. Aunt Li's xiaolongbao tastes completely different."

"Oh my god, if I'm not mistaken, this is congee with preserved egg and lean pork."

Ouyang Chengyu also jumped over.

Grandpa Ouyang sat there with a smile on his face.

"Old woman, I'm only doing this because of the third son. Otherwise, you wouldn't do these things all the time!"

"You did it yourself, didn't you?"

Looking at the food in front of him, he found everything to his liking. This rough and uncultured man loved this kind of Chinese breakfast, even though he usually suffered a lot with his wife.

"It really wasn't made by me. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Grandma Ouyang pretended to be profound.

The old man paused for a moment, then ladled out a bowl of porridge and took a sip.

He then picked up the egg and scallion pancake in front of him.

This pancake is soft, fragrant, and has a wonderful aroma.

He took a bite and nodded.

"This pancake is expertly made, delicious, really delicious."

"Actually, I also made meatball soup. I'll serve it right away. You guys should try the meatball soup."

Jiang Tiecheng smiled, took off his apron, and brought out the last of the meatball soup from the pot in the kitchen.

The old man immediately became excited upon hearing this.

"Iron City, did you do this?"

Being able to eat a meal cooked by his son right after being reunited with him was such a privilege that Old Master Ouyang didn't know what to say.

Even if his son's cooking isn't very good, he absolutely has to eat it all in one go.

He turned and glared at his three sons beside him.

"Look at you all. I raised you all to adulthood, and have any of you three ever cooked a single meal for your parents?"

Look at that third brother.

You're all ungrateful wretches.

Ouyang Chang'an was a little embarrassed, as his father was quite dissatisfied.

She hurriedly went to serve the meatball soup, and whispered,

"Third brother, you're putting your eldest brother in a difficult position. Your eldest brother can't cook."

The twins also jumped up in a hurry.

"Third brother, you're being really unfair. We just got back, and look at us. You've made us look like we were picked up off the street."

Although their tone was complaining, the way the two brothers were winking and making faces clearly showed that they were putting on an act.

"Father, I'm afraid you picked us up, didn't you?"

Look at me, as soon as my third brother came back, we two had nothing to do. We've all become ungrateful wretches, even my eldest brother has become an ungrateful wretch.

Third brother, third brother, your position is simply unshakeable.

"My heart started to ache; I was actually feeling so jealous."

I always thought I was the youngest son in the family, the most pampered, but now I realize... Sigh, what am I anyway?

The aroma of the tea immediately earned him a slap from the old man.

"Even a hot meal can't shut you up. Look at the third brother, and then look at you."

Ouyang Chengyu picked up the bowl of meatball soup, took a sip, and immediately exclaimed.

"Third brother, how are you so amazing?"

She can do everything!

This meatball soup is so delicious, even better than the meatball soup from that century-old shop I had when I went out. And this scallion pancake is a layered pancake too.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the aroma is almost intoxicating!

Upon hearing this, the whole family involuntarily picked up their bowls.

The meal was finished amidst laughter and playful banter.

After the meal, the auntie naturally cleaned up the tables and chairs; they hadn't had this kind of family reunion dinner for many years.

On weekdays, everyone is busy with their own things, and usually only the old man and the old woman eat breakfast together.

The old man and the old woman called Jiang Tiecheng to their study.

"Tiecheng, now that you're home, we thought about it last night. We wanted to invite relatives and friends, as well as some old friends from the neighborhood."

I'll come over to host a banquet and take the opportunity to introduce you to everyone.

"Your parents have been looking for you for so many years, and they finally managed to find you again."

"We need to let others know that you are Ouyang Zhenyu, the rightful third son of the Ouyang family."

The elderly couple discussed it last night. Their son was coming back, and they wanted to make a big fuss about it to everyone and hand over all their family connections to him.

My son is naturally this capable and intelligent.

They didn't want their son to suffer this injustice for even a minute longer.

"Actually, it's fine to see relatives and friends, but it's better to skip meeting friends from outside."

I'm not very worldly-wise, and I get nervous around other people. Besides, I don't expect anything from my family.

Jiang Tiecheng hesitated a bit. The Ouyang family was the kind of family atmosphere he had always longed for.

The atmosphere is harmonious and warm, with a good relationship between the brothers and their parents.

But he always felt that he didn't deserve such an outcome, and that such parents were like a dream to him.

Sometimes Jiang Tiecheng really worried that his rebirth was just a joke, and that he would soon wake up from this dream after getting all this.

"What are you worried about, child?"

Are you worried about not getting recognition from others, or about not being able to fit into this circle?

Don't worry, your eldest, fourth, and fifth brothers will all help you. Even if they don't, your parents will stand up for you.

You are the third child in our Ouyang family, the most beloved third child in your parents' hearts. Anyone who dares to bully you, I'll make them pay!

Grandpa Ouyang couldn't understand it; judging from Jiang Tiecheng's appearance, he didn't seem to want to come back.

Jiang Tiecheng smiled.

"That's not what I meant. Actually, I'm a little scared. I'm telling you the truth."

It all feels like a dream, and I'm afraid I'll suddenly wake up.

My biological parents, my brothers, suddenly they weren't mine anymore; I was reduced to my original state.

Jiang Tiecheng faced himself head-on, which was also a brave step he took.

He didn't want to be as timid and incompetent as he was in his previous life, always having to consider others' needs in his own way.

Others don't appreciate it, and I feel wronged.