Why is it Jiujiang Zhao again?
It hasn't been long since he and Zhao Yi separated, is he so impatient to drink Biluochun?
Thinking of what Liu Yumei said before, Li Zhuiyuan could probably guess what he meant, but he felt that Zhao Yi should not be so stupid.
Furthermore, from a normal logical point of view, Zhao Yi has cut off the crack between his eyebrows and the door of life and death, and is determined to light a lamp and go to the river, so he should not have too much to do with his family.
Just like when I walked the river now, I only maintained a basic relationship with Grandma Liu, and even when talking about some things about going to the river, I had to use vague pronouns, just because I didn't want my causal influence to bite back at them.
This Zhao Yi, why did he come backwards?
Liu Yumei noticed that Li Zhuiyuan was coming, and the old lady seemed to be hesitating, swaying slightly in her hand, but in the end, she still didn't throw it to the young man to see.
"Xiaoyuan, you young people have their own careers to be busy with, so leave the human relations in this family to our old people to take care of."
Saying that, Liu Yumei put away the invitation.
"Okay, grandma."
Even if he knew in his heart that there should be some misunderstanding here, it was really inconvenient for Li Zhuiyuan to explain at this moment.
First, the old lady is angry and is not suitable to be a guest at this time;
Second, this invitation was indeed sent by Jiujiang Zhao, and the old lady was angry with the Jiujiang Zhao family, not just one person.
Third, and the most important point, it involves "eating the dead family", and he carries the inheritance of the Qin and Liu families on his shoulders.
The old lady's anger also has a reason to protect herself.
Grandma Liu is like an old hen, protecting herself behind her and protecting her food bowl, and she really has no reason to help outsiders turn around and exonerate herself.
However, fearing that the old lady would be angry and hurt his body, Li Chaiyuan still said before going downstairs:
"Grandma, Zhuang Zhuang has been talking to someone recently."
"Oh?"
Sure enough, when Liu Yumei heard this, she was indeed interested.
The elderly love to treat the feelings and marriages of the younger generations as daily chewing grain.
But for the past year or so, she could only watch the Chinese cabbage she carefully planted be arched by the little golden pig.
Fortunately, that little strong pig can also arch cabbage.
"Zhuang Zhuang hasn't come to me for a few days."
"He should be coming over later."
"Hmm."
Liu Yumei picked up the teacup.
Li Chaiyuan turned around and walked downstairs.
Halfway through the teacup, Liu Yumei put it down and said: "The tea is really cold."
Aunt Liu comforted: "The heat has already risen, I guess it's about to start."
"Our family Xiaoyuan is also interesting, and it has been a while since we went to the river, but we are still not famous, which makes others think that our family is still me, an orphan and widow, supporting the scene."
Aunt Liu: "This is true, when Ali first walked the river, there were indeed much more turbulence than now."
"So Ali failed to go to the river."
"That's Xiaoyuan's behavior, much more low-key than Ali."
Liu Yumei shook her head: "Xiaoyuan, this kid, is much more high-profile than Ali."
"Old lady, I really don't know how to answer your words, you can do it, give me a little dialing?"
"Xiaoyuan went early every time, and returned early and early, and when the waves didn't start to gain momentum, he smoothed it out.
Oh, this person with a good brain really does everything differently from ordinary people.
Another one, do you remember the banquet in the mountain city, I didn't teach him, but he knew the door etiquette of the Qin and Liu families, and I thought he had used it a lot before.
This has been used so many times, but there are still no rumors in the rivers and lakes, Ali was running outside a few days ago, and he didn't hear any news.
I can only illustrate one thing:
Others use their lintels as identity tablets when walking in the rivers and lakes in exchange for convenience and resources.
This kid, I'm afraid he introduced himself as 'the descendants of the two families of Qin and Liu' when they seduced the soul of black and white impermanence."
Aunt Liu didn't understand it at first, but only after careful tasting did she understand it.
It means: Xiaoyuan does not hide his identity, but every time he reports the lintel, he will clean up the people or evil spirits who know his identity.
You don't leave a living mouth every time, who will give you a ventilation, and where did your legends and stories come from in the rivers and lakes?
In fact, there are two living mouths, that is, the two officials and generals who walked through the door menacingly last time.
But firstly, they were really frightened, and secondly, the children stayed here and waited for the opportunity, and returned to their hometown temple.
Liu Yumei murmured: "That's ...... It's also good, make a fortune in silence."
Aunt Liu's face was crying and laughing for a while, old lady, you are partial to the bone, and you are willing to put the description of making a fortune in a muffled voice on the top of your head.
Throughout the ages, whose Dragon King family has followed this style of painting?
Aunt Liu: "Then you can look forward to the day when paper can't contain the fire."
Liu Yumei nodded: "When the paper really can't contain the fire, the entire river surface will be shocked."
"Then this Jiujiang Zhao's invitation......"
"One yard is one yard, call Ali up."
"Hey."
Aunt Liu went down to call someone, and Uncle Qin quickly came up and walked to the old lady.
Liu Yumei: "Look at it yourself."
Uncle Qin picked up the invitation, opened it, and read it again.
Although the literal humility and humble posture can be understood by anyone who is not a fool.
Even if it was put in the past, it would be impossible for the old lady to agree to such a thing, not to mention that now, there is another river walker in the family.
Uncle Qin closed the invitation and waited for instructions.
"Ali, are the injuries on your body healed?"
"Mistress, it's not in the way."
"I don't plan to let Xiaoyuan help with these things."
"Of course."
"Let A Ting reply. Ali, you go to the banquet on my behalf."
"Yes."
"Alas, even if there are only orphans and widows left in our family, we have to pay attention to etiquette, and we can't let people see our jokes.
Let's do this, no matter how many people came to the banquet this time, you can leave a reciprocal treatment for them."
"Understood."
……
As soon as Li Chaiyuan went downstairs, he saw Tan Wenbin push open the courtyard door and come in.
"Brother Binbin, is it going well?"
Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was Brother Xiaoyuan who was with Ah Li, and he didn't feel surprised.
"Smoothly, very smoothly, Zhou Yunyun was taken home by my mother to take care of her, and my mother also said that I am Chen Shimei."
"Chen Shimei?"
"My mother misunderstood, thinking that Zhou Yunyun and I had already talked, and thought that I was not taking care of people in the hospital these days, and I disliked others.
Alas.
Consort~
Looking closely, it says Zhou Yunyun, she is nineteen years old~"
"Keep your voice and go up and sing to the old lady, the old lady is in a bad mood now."
"Cheng, it just so happened that I brought my own affairs to the old lady to chew grain."
"Well, I'll wait for you to finish chatting with the old lady, and then go back together and teach you some things...... Where's Ayou?"
"He doesn't dare to come here."
"Oh."
Uncle Qin came down, and Tan Wenbin went up.
Before others reached the second floor, the voice came up first:
"Oh, old lady, you have to give me an idea about this, I'm two bigger!"
Li Chaiyuan and Ah Li sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the exquisitely maintained vegetable garden in front of them.
The boy held a ripe persimmon in his hand, peeled it carefully, and then handed it to the girl, who lowered her head and took a bite.
Li Chaiyuan took the handkerchief, wiped the corners of the girl's mouth, and then continued to peel the skin.
The girl ate half of the persimmon, and the other half was not very easy to chew, so Li Chaiyuan tore it off and ate it.
Then, under the gaze of the girl, pick up the handkerchief and wash it under the tap.
The girl pouted.
When Li Chaiyuan turned around, he saw this scene and only felt that the longer the two were together, the older he would be next year, but the more he would reflect the child's temperament.
The afternoon wind was very soft and cool, and the two of them continued to sit together, not talking, communicating or playing chess, just quietly relaxed.
On the second floor, the laughter of the old lady came from time to time, startling the birds and magpies in the treetops.
The beautiful time is constantly passing, but it is not worth fearing and nostalgia, because there is definitely tomorrow.
Finally, Tan Wenbin came down.
After Li Chaiyuan said goodbye to Ah Li, he returned to the dormitory with Binbin.
In the dormitory, Lin Shuyou closed his eyes, muttering and spinning in circles while waving his arms.
Even if someone came in, he didn't notice it at all.
Tan Wenbin joked: "Yo, are you taking a different approach and integrating the jumping god into the head of the officials?"
Li Chaiyuan: "He went crazy."
Tan Wenbin immediately became serious: "What should I do?"
Li Chaoyuan looked at the bucket on the side of the wall.
Tan Wenbin understood, picked up the bucket, and threw it at Lin Shuyou's face.
"Snap!"
"Huh......
Lin Shuyou was stunned, but at the same time sobered.
After waking up, he immediately bent down and picked up all the papers that were wet with water, these things were very precious to him, and they were the tickets to the main seat of the Chinese New Year's family banquet.
Tan Wenbin picked up the mop, mopped the floor next to him, and complained: "It's good, how can you still see that it is crazy when you look at a formation diagram?"
Lin Shuyou carefully pasted the drawings on the desk, then picked up a rag to wipe the water on the ground together, and said very embarrassedly: "I don't know why, I was fascinated when I looked at it."
Li Zhuiyuan: "You just need to memorize it, you don't really need to look at it."
"Ah." When Lin Shuyou heard this, he hesitated.
Tan Wenbin said angrily: "Brother Xiaoyuan doesn't have the time to talk to you, just listen."
"Oh, okay, I know, Brother Xiaoyuan."
Lin Shuyou does not have a complete understanding of the formation infrastructure, nor does he have a strong understanding of the formation attainments, and the ones he took were the formations he had modified, so once he was immersed in the conscious feeling of the formation, he would not know where he would be abducted, and it would be easy to go crazy.
At this time, memorizing formulas, knowing what it is and not knowing why, is the best solution.
After the two cleaned up the dormitory, Lin Shuyou knew what to do next, so he ran back to his dormitory at a very fast speed to change into clean clothes, and ran back.
Tan Wenbin took off his shirt and sat on a chair.
Li Chaiyuan pasted two two realm talismans on his left and right shoulders respectively, and then pressed down with his thumbs to consecrate the talisman paper.
"Buzz!"
Tan Wenbin suddenly puffed out his chest, and a long groan came out of his throat.
I didn't have any special feelings before, but I was used to it, but now, I suddenly felt that I was much more energetic, and even the negative distractions in my mind were simplified.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, it really works, these two little ones sleep more comfortably, but why do they keep sleeping?"
Lin Shuyou replied: "Because they are sucking your yang energy."
Tan Wenbin glared at Lin Shuyou: "Just your long mouth, you should continue to follow your fire into your demon."
Lin Shuyou shrank his neck.
Li Chaiyuan: "The two of them are curses, not ordinary resentful souls, their mother entrusted it to you before she died, and now she treats you as a 'mother'.
Now you don't affect each other, you can perceive their existence, they can also perceive your existence, and each other can perceive each other's vague state, but you can't communicate directly like before."
Tan Wenbin said deeply: "Then it's better not to communicate, let's go to the river together to accumulate merit, and when you accumulate enough, you two will be reincarnated as soon as possible, don't really cultivate feelings, we can't bear each other."
"However, as the main body, you can borrow some power through them, although this power is originally yours."
In essence, Binbin is the provider.
Li Zhuiyuan began to demonstrate some simple techniques he would use on weekdays.
Tan Wenbin looked at it very seriously.
Lin Shuyou was also sitting there, stealing and taking notes.
After the demonstration, Li Chaiyuan asked: "Have you learned it?"
Lin Shuyou blushed and said very crampedly: "I tried my best, but ......"
Tan Wenbin said calmly: "No!"
Li Chaiyuan: "I will write down the process in detail later, you can practice your mudras according to the mantra, just practice more."
Tan Wenbin said curiously: "I will learn it if I practice more?"
Mainly, Tan Wenbin has a better understanding of his talent in this area, and he has practiced for so long to master the most basic yin walk.
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Practice more, even if you can't learn it, the two of them should learn it."
He turned his head to look to the left and then to the right, and said: "Children, come on, study hard for me."
Lin Shuyou wanted to speak but stopped.
Li Chaiyuan sat down at the desk and began to write a fool's magic tutorial.
With the experience of helping Binbin review the college entrance examination in the past, Li Chaiyuan is now writing these things handy, and he can even substitute Tan Wenbin's thinking more easily.
Lin Shuyou continued to perform and hesitated.
Like a child, watching others come to the table for dinner, hoping to attract attention, he called himself to come over.
After Tan Wenbin teased his two adopted sons,
He stretched out his foot and kicked Lin Shuyou a little funny, and asked helpfully: "Brother Xiaoyuan, can Ah You learn this?"
"He doesn't need to learn, the official generals were the ghost kings before, and they have their own magical methods."
Lin Shuyou: "But ......"
Tan Wenbin: "But the official general seems to only fight and kill."
Li Chaiyuan: "That's because they stay strong and don't want to consume their own strength."
Tan Wenbin: "What should we do?"
Li Chaiyuan: "Communicate slowly with the White Crane Boy, and every time you get up in the future, you will bring the Breaking Evil Talisman Needle.
Lin Shuyou: "Can you still communicate with adults like this?"
Li Chaiyuan: "Lord Yin Shen is still quite easy to talk to."
Lin Shuyou: "Really......"
Tan Wenbin recalled the scene of Brother Xiaoyuan walking down from the eaves at Zhao's house and the white crane boy reaching out to hold him up.
"Yes, it's not so unkind, you and the boy use needles to communicate more."
Lin Shuyou: "Then can I practice these techniques as well?"
Chase Li didn't answer.
Lin Shuyou: "I ......"
Tan Wenbin patted Lin Shuyou on the back of the head and motioned for him to shut up, who cares if you peek or not, you still have to ask.
After writing the thing, Li Chaiyuan handed it to Tan Wenbin.
Tan Wenbin took the magic booklet and led Lin Shuyou to the cheap store.
Because Li Chaiyuan wanted to take out the "Evil Book" and derive the remnants of Yu Xuzi.
At this time, the ban in the dormitory had to be opened, and there could be no one nearby, otherwise it would be easy to be bewitched by this "Evil Book".
Li Zhuiyuan picked up the brush and wrote down Yu Xuzi's remnants, and soon, the content of the remnants would emerge.
The supplement is made up, but it is not perfect.
Li Chaiyuan also wrote down his thoughts and opinions, and when the handwriting disappeared, the newly emerging content would be improved accordingly.
Either the "Evil Book" itself has limitations, or it is deliberately giving itself participation.
But it doesn't matter, having it is indeed equivalent to having a real-time reference book.
One by one, the remnants were written by Li Chaiyuan, and one person and one book began to continue to be derived.
Yu Xuzi's formation attainment is not in height but in depth, this depth is what Li Chase Yuan needs, because it requires the accumulation of time.
In the simple formation, the wonderful use of various details even Li Chaiyuan found it very interesting.
If it weren't for people who had been idle for hundreds of years, they wouldn't really be bored enough to try to derive in that direction.
It was already dark.
Li Chaiyuan didn't feel tired and forgot to eat, but he couldn't stand this book.
The words that appeared on the "Evil Book" became shallower and shallower, as if there was no ink.
Li Zhuiyuan knew that this was this book, and he was putting conditions on himself.
The free trial period ends, and if you want to continue using it, you will have to pay.
Li Chaiyuan didn't write at all and asked what it needed, just closed it, then packed it and sealed it, and threw it in the corner.
Anyway, most of the fragments of Yu Xuzi's formation have been deduced, and I don't know when it will be next time I need it, just leave it and eat the ashes first.
Maybe it really leaves it alone for a while, it knows it's afraid, and the next time it opens it, it will have ink again.
Wei Zhengdao said: The more desire you have, the easier you are to be affected by these evil things, and the best way to treat it is not to get used to it.
Li Chaiyuan left the dormitory and came to the store, it was too late, the cafeteria was past meal, he planned to get something to eat here.
On the TV in front of the counter, a zombie movie on Hong Kong Island was playing, and a group of students gathered around the counter to watch.
Behind the TV, Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou practiced spells there, brushing stroke by stroke, very seriously.
They are obviously practicing for real, but in the eyes of outsiders, they have watched too many zombie movies and are learning to imitate gestures.
It's okay for children to do this, but they are all college students, so they look a little naïve, and many people look at them and laugh.
Runsheng specially fried a bowl of egg fried rice for Li Chaiyuan.
Li Chaiyuan took a bite, nodded and said: "It's delicious."
Runsheng's cooking skills are indeed improving day by day, there is no way, the main one is completely uncountable, let alone dare not count on it.
"Where's Mengmeng?"
"In the afternoon, she said she went to learn to drive with Zheng Jiayi, and she should go shopping in the evening, but she won't come back to eat."
"Hmm."
"It's good for her to go out to play, after all, she hasn't played much since she was a child."
Li Chaiyuan put the last piece of sausage into the bowl: "Brother Runsheng, I don't mind."
"Hehe." Runsheng rubbed his fingers, "Every time she goes out to play and comes back, she is very happy."
Li Chaiyuan asked: "Do you still have sausages?"
"No, I have already finished eating what I brought, and later Officer Tan sent some of them, and I finished them today."
"Then go home at the end of the month to pick it up, you have it at home."
"Well, okay." Runsheng laughed very happily, he also missed his grandfather.
In fact, the sausages I ate at my grandfather's house before were also poured by Aunt Liu.
Even if you want to continue eating now, just ask Aunt Liu to help pour some more.
But the sausage needs to be air-dried, and the wind in this foreign land cannot blow out the flavor of hometown.
Li Zhuyuan turned his head to look at the phone on the counter, since he came to Jinling, he has never called home.
He tried many times, but even if he held the microphone in his hand, he felt flustered, sweaty and uncomfortable when he thought that the dialed phone would go to Aunt Zhang's canteen and then Aunt Zhang would call his grandfather to answer the phone.
What kept coming to mind was the scene that night, when he answered Li Lan's phone call under the attention of his relatives.
This is not only affected by his own condition, but also the psychological shadow left by Li Lan to himself.
Because although he didn't make a phone call, he wrote letters very often. When writing letters, although Li Chaiyuan felt uncomfortable, he was able to overcome it, especially when writing in Ali's study, he could feel that pain and warmth, as if his grandfather was standing in front of him.
When writing letters, pay attention to the language, ask for warmth, and write a lot of words that are actually meaningless but just used to express emotions.
Then in the reply letter from the grandfather, he felt homesick and repeatedly comforted himself in the text, and the grandfather thought he was crying and writing the letter.
For him, in a non-performance state, subjective willpower can overwhelm physical and mental rejection and resistance, which is a huge progress.
However, I don't know who in the village the grandfather invited to write the reply, the handwriting is very beautiful and beautiful.
Runsheng said: "Xiaoyuan, then I urge them to get their driver's licenses quickly, and buy a pickup truck before going home?"
"Well, okay."
The current driver's license test is not strict, and it is not difficult to get a driver's license by spending money to get a driver's license, but it is also based on the fact that your family drives your own family, so there is no need to take that shortcut.
At this time, a senior student walked into the store, took a few packs of snacks, walked up to Runsheng, and handed the money.
Runsheng took it.
Generally, only familiar old customers get this kind of treatment, of course, because there are too many people at the counter now, and it is slower to squeeze in and check out.
Look at them one by one /p>
"Marquis Runsheng, are you just eating?"
"I've eaten it a long time ago, have you eaten it, Hua Hou?"
The reason why they can get along well is that this senior student is also from Nantong.
He doesn't speak dialect on weekdays, but when he comes to the store, he must shout a few words.
Sometimes, maybe it's just to get rid of those words and come to the store to buy something.
Li Chaoyuan also finished eating at this time, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and went to the basement to see Xiao Hei.
The senior asked: "Who is this little girl, your nephew?"
Runsheng: "No, my brother."
"It's also from our Nantong?"
"Hmm."
"What's your name?"
"Li Chaiyuan."
"Chase Yuan, Xiao Yuan......" The senior raised his hand to Li Chaiyuan who was going down the stairs, and shouted with a smile, "Xiao Yuanhou!"
……
This is a hotel located on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and the entire hotel is shaped like a flower boat.
However, there is no welcome at the door, and there is no parking.
Uncle Qin pushed open the door and walked in, there was no one on the first floor, he put the invitation on the counter at the entrance, along the side of the boat, and went up to the second floor.
On the second floor, there are three tables, one on top and two on the foil.
The exquisite food has been placed and the drinks have been opened.
But there was only a young man with a bandage on his forehead standing there, and no one else.
Uncle Qin asked: "Where are people?"
Zhao Yi: "It's just me."
"What does this mean?"
"This banquet was originally prepared for me by my family, and I only found out about it when I got home.
Zhao Yi respectfully handed over the gift list.
Uncle Qin took it, didn't look at it, and threw it on the ground.
Zhao Yi was not surprised.
After he returned home, he first hid in the name of retreat and did not see his family, but spent a day secretly holding a river walking ceremony for himself and lighting a lamp for himself.
Liu Yumei only chose a cramped hut when she held the ceremony for Li Chaiyuan.
This kind of thing, pay attention to sincerity, similar to making a grand wish to the way of heaven, without a dragon lantern, you can light a candle and hold a torch.
After doing this, Zhao Yi had a showdown with his family.
When the old man at home knew that he not only opened the river for himself, but also cut the crack between life and death, he fainted on the spot, and the others even cursed at him.
What unfilial descendants, beasts are not as good, and evil bastards are bastards......
Zhao Yi originally only went in and out of his left ear, you can do whatever you want.
Anyway, I have already lit the lights and walked the river, so I have to pay attention to the distance from my family, listen more, and leave more deep memories, so that I can miss it in the future.
But when he heard one of the uncles say that he had delivered the invitation to the old lady, and the old lady also gave a reply in time, Zhao Yi's whole body was numb.
After opening the river, even if there was no crack in the door of life and death, his perception of cause and effect became clearer.
In addition, he had also read the notes of his own Dragon King ancestor, so he had some basic understanding of Jiangben.
The first wave of others is all about death, starting from simple and easy.
Why come to me......
The most important thing is that what virtue and ability do you have, the first wave, you have to face the inheritance of the two dragon princes!
There are rules in the rivers and lakes, and the way of heaven also has its own eyes, even if there are some rumors and deceptions, you must pay attention to a decent layout, and all parties must be able to fool the past.
For example, when he faced that young man, he immediately turned the tip of his gun and shouted the slogan to clean up the door.
Now it's good, those old things that have lived to the point of being a dog at their own age have directly delivered the legitimate reason to others, since you insulted the lintel of the house first, then they can send someone to hunt you down in a dignified manner.
And what is extremely embarrassing is that the cause and effect involved when going to Jiang is not easy for the family to help.
Zhao Yi took out a dagger and said to Uncle Qin: "I have severed ties with Jiujiang Zhao and removed my family tree!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yi held a dagger and stabbed it directly into his thigh.
Then he gritted his teeth again, pulled out the dagger, and knelt down on one knee.
Uncle Qin stood still, motionless.
Zhao Yi: "I have lit a lamp and walked the river, either turning into a dragon or burying myself in the river!"
After saying that, Zhao Yi held the dagger, stabbed his other thigh, and stabbed him again.
Pulling out the dagger, he knelt on the ground, blood flowing.
Zhao Yi: "Jiujiang Zhao does not know the height of the sky and the thickness, and blasphemes the Dragon King, and his crime should be punished; However, as a former Jiujiang Zhao surname, he was blessed by his upbringing and inheritance, and his name could not be erased unless he was from the genealogy.
I, Zhao Yi, swear to the way of heaven here!
In the future, the merit of going to the river will be divided between the Qin and Liu families.
In the future, if I am lucky enough to go to the river and become the Dragon King, I will personally come to the door to atone for my sins and guard the door for the Dragon Kings Qin and Liu for three years!"
After saying that, Zhao Yi held the dagger and stabbed it at his shoulder, making another hole.
When I drew the knife, I couldn't pull it out the first time, and I pulled it out twice before pulling it out.
Three knives, six holes, three knives and six holes!
"Hiss...... hiss......"
Zhao Yi's face was pressed against the carpet, and his body trembled.
He knew kung fu, and he knew better that the person in front of him was not easy to fool, so with each stab, he did not deliberately choose the position with the lightest damage, but went straight.
Uncle Qin didn't speak, turned around and went downstairs to leave.
For a long time,
Old man Tian hurriedly ran upstairs, saw the young master in a pool of blood, and immediately cried and rushed over: "Young master, young master, why are you suffering, why are you suffering!"
"Grandpa Tian, don't cry......"
"Young master, what are you really asking me to say, why are you like this, why are you like this!"
"Grandpa Tian, if you don't stop the bleeding for me, I will really die."
Old man Tian immediately woke up and helped him stop the bleeding and apply medicine.
"Master, is this the first wave of Lao Shizi's walk on the river, how can it be so scary, I was guarding outside before, and I didn't notice how that person came in at all."
"Is it difficult? I think this is quite simple, if every wave in the future, you only need to stab yourself three times to pass the level, then your young master and I will really become the Dragon King, haha...... It hurts!"
"Master, what should we do next?"
"What should I do? Find a place to recuperate first, and you have to heal the injuries before the second wave."
Zhao Yi immediately stared and said in a deep voice:
"Zhao Mengyao is in Jinling University, and the place chosen by that old lady in her reply is also Jinling, I now suspect that the one I met last time in Shitai Village worshipped ...... No, he is probably the inheritance of the Qin and Liu families."
"That young man is from the Qin Liu Dragon King's family?"
"It should be."
"Then how can there be such a coincidence in this world?"
"No, this is not a coincidence, it was originally just a matter of verbal discussion among the old men, and before I agreed and approved it, why did you suddenly get hot-headed and send out the invitation?"
"It is said that the eldest master had a dream at night, dreaming that two real dragons flew over Jiujiang.
The eldest master thought it was a good omen, so the next day he went against the consensus and forcibly ordered someone to send out the invitation."
"Heh, Grandpa Tian, how can there be such a coincidence in this world, when will it be his turn to have a fetal dream?"
Zhao Yi sighed helplessly:
"Alas, there are many rivers and dragons, and hundreds of boats are competing for the flow.
I feel like I'm just fucking unlucky, I passed by that boy and was scratched by the waves he brought!"
……
The night was dark, and the shadows of the trees outside the window slowly swayed with the evening breeze.
The teacup is gently shaken in your hand.
After listening to Uncle Qin's report, Liu Yumei lowered her head and took a sip of tea.
Uncle Qin: "There is only one person in their family."
Liu Yumei put down the teacup, pinched a plum with her fingers, and slowly held it in her mouth.
Uncle Qin: "Mistress, should I go to Jiujiang?"
Liu Yumei sighed and shook her head: "Since you have come back, then this matter is over."
"Please punish the mistress."
"You're right, you've done a good job, I said to leave someone equal, and that kid from the Zhao family really came alone, which proves that he has luck.
Besides, I know you still admire him."
Uncle Qin continued to stand in place.
Liu Yumei closed her eyes, her hands were intertwined, resting on her body, and the rattan chair slowly swayed back and forth.
"If I had known, I should have let A Ting go."
"Yo, old lady, why did you suddenly mention me again?" Aunt Liu came in with the medicine, "You should drink the medicine."
"I mean, you're naughty and don't listen to me that much."
"Oh, old lady, you can't wrongfully wrong people like this, when will I dare not listen to you, your words are with me, just like the Queen Mother's will."
"Then will you kill him?"
Aunt Liu put down the medicinal soup, opened the lid, and used a wooden spoon to scoop the soup into a wooden bowl. She blew on it carefully and handed it to the old lady.
After the old lady reached out to take it, she said,
"Of course I will kill him."
...
The benefits of riding out the second wave early were still taking effect, giving everyone a relatively peaceful rest.
According to Li Zhuiyuan's calculations, even if they wanted to prepare for the third wave early, it would have to be after they returned to school after the holiday break.
Because there was still a large one in the peach orchard in Siyuan Village, their hometown.
With it there, normal waves wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Of course, if they kept holding onto this idea and stayed indoors, that wouldn't be realistic, as the next wave would continue to gather momentum until it broke through their "dam" and flooded the peach orchard.
During this period, Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou attended classes every day.
First, he sleeps better during class.
Second, reading a manual on magic during class is much more effective and easier to absorb. It reminds me of those days when I snuck a novel into class in middle school and high school.
Unfortunately, university teachers generally don't mind if you don't disrupt the class, even if you're sleeping, so they won't take your novels away.
This inevitably made Tan Wenbin feel like he was missing that exciting and rewarding experience, and indirectly reduced his learning efficiency, which could have been much higher.
Li Zhuiyuan hadn't been staying in the dorm any more these days. Every morning, he'd go find A'li and walk hand in hand with her around the school grounds.
After breakfast at Aunt Liu's, he'd go to class.
However, he'd completed his major courses and even his graduation project during the summer before school started. So, after Fatty Wu helped him get a stack of course schedules for nearly every major in the school, Li Zhuiyuan could choose his own schedule from across the entire school.
After all, if you just sat in the corner of the classroom before class, no one would chase you away.
While attending classes, he would also take out the basic textbooks he had brought with him and review them, mainly because they were so full of material Liu Yumei had prepared for him last time.
Reading and attending classes simultaneously, multitasking, was not difficult at all.
Thus, Li Zhuiyuan found some excellent teachers.
Several veteran professors were strong in their theoretical expertise and taught diligently. Their attendance wasn't actually a required teaching assignment, but rather a request they had made.
However, the Mandarin with a tinge of dialect and the overly technical nature of the lectures made it difficult for most students to learn.
Li Zhuiyuan, however, listened with gusto and even learned a few less-than-standard Shaanxi, Henan, and Suzhou accents.
In addition to the professional courses, there was also an old professor named Zhu who taught the Ideological and Political Education course, who left a deep impression on Li Zhuiyuan.
At the moment, taking this course can sometimes be a bit awkward.
Some students who like to flaunt their individuality will deliberately challenge the teacher by asking questions that suggest they see things through the lens of the world and are clever, deliberately embarrassing the teacher.
Professor Zhu has a good temper. Even when offended, he doesn't get angry. Instead, he patiently explains his theories.
However, no matter how well he teaches, he can't change the prevailing gloom in society.
A student once asked, "The gap is so huge, there's no way we can catch up."
Professor Zhu wiped his glasses and replied elegantly yet confidently:
We're making clothes, toys, shoes, and even national flags for them now, but one day, we'll make something they can't even imagine.
This reminded Li Zhuiyuan of Xue Liangliang.
Alas, Liangliang hadn't finished his work yet, and when he returned to celebrate his father's birthday, he didn't get to see the fool.
This also indirectly illustrates how quickly and how far ahead one can advance by making a difference.
A bit awkwardly, after Professor Zhu's class today, Li Zhuiyuan didn't rush to leave because he hadn't finished the book he was reading. After the other students had left, Professor Zhu walked over to the back row and sat next to him.
Li Zhuiyuan closed the book, but Professor Zhu offered to borrow it. After flipping through it, he wasn't angry about reading it in his class. Instead, he smiled and said he had some similar books at home, but they were all about morality and health, not the kind of subject you were looking for.
He also said his wife was a Chinese language expert and invited Li Zhuiyuan to visit him sometime.
Li Zhuiyuan accepted the invitation, which didn't specify a date.
Pick up his backpack and left the classroom.
Staying in the dorm for too long does get tiresome. Lately, he's finally feeling like he's actually here for school.
If he doesn't go to class, he'll feel guilty about the living expenses his grandfather sends him every month.
Moreover, Grandfather would send two payments a month: one for living expenses and one for competition money.
Sometimes, Grandfather's letters would also include two banknotes.
They must have been slipped in from his pocket before he sealed the envelope.
Looking at the wrinkled banknotes, I could almost see Grandfather's wrinkled face, proudly saying, "Little Marquis Yuan, your Grandfather has plenty of money!"
Leaving the teaching building and heading towards the living quarters, Li Zhuiyuan spotted the pickup truck he had just bought today at the entrance of the affordable store.
The yellow pickup truck looked very stylish.
Grandma Liu's family was wealthy; even a single hair on her would be thicker than the average person's waist.
But buying things with one's own money has a different quality; at the very least, one cherishes them more.
For example, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were already eagerly cleaning the new car, and they were also installing a roof to protect those sitting in the back from the draft.
Although the holiday wasn't until the day after tomorrow, students were already leaving the school today, pushing suitcases or carrying backpacks.
Only those who had important classes tomorrow or had roll calls from the teacher could continue to wait in vain.
The next morning, everyone on Li Zhuiyuan's staff gathered and prepared to go home. Li Zhuiyuan had said goodbye to A-Li the previous night and was going back for three days, a short stay.
Tan Wenbin's parents, including Zhou Yunyun, were in Jinling, but he still had to go home.
Zhuangzhuang had lived with Grandpa Li for almost a year and had truly grown attached to him.
When Yin Meng and Runsheng returned, Lu Yi was in charge of the store. He hadn't been back home during the summer vacation, so he certainly wouldn't be back during this short break; he still had to feed Xiao Hei every day.
The four of them changed into new clothes designed by A-Li. They were snug, breathable, and practical, resembling professional camping gear. Everyone wore leather boots.
A man, carrying a backpack, stood in the distance, head bowed, repeatedly rubbing the pebbles on the ground with the toe of his shoe.
Given Lin Shuyou's family situation, he could easily afford to fly back to visit.
But he knew that if he went home now without knowing why, he might be kicked out by his grandfather and master.
In addition, recently, aside from the more utilitarian goal of advancing his career, he had been very attached to Tan Wenbin.
He also wanted to be close to Li Zhuiyuan, but he was afraid of him, so he could only maintain a somewhat distant relationship.
After the four of them got in, the pickup truck drove away.
Lin Shuyou pursed his lips, picked up his backpack, and prepared to go into the store to help Lu Yi take inventory.
The pickup truck backed up again.
Tan Wenbin, sitting in the driver's seat, reached out the window, waved, and asked, "What are you standing there for? Get in!"
"Okay!"
Lin Shuyou happily jumped into the back of the car. His agility was such that he actually hit his head, making a loud thud.
He rubbed his head as he sat down.
Runsheng, sitting across from him, asked, "Are you crying?"
"No!"
"You're just crying."
"No...no."
"Look, you're crying."
"No...no...I'm not crying...I just got hurt from the collision."
Tan Wenbin honked the horn, shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and drove off.
Jinling, the provincial capital, once again demonstrated its distance from the cities within it.
After nearly four hours of driving, the car finally arrived in Nantong around noon.
After arriving in Shinan, they continued driving. After passing Shigang Bridge, Tan Wenbin, the driver, counted the intersections and turned onto the village road at the second one.
Because they had called Li Sanjiang in advance, they didn't stop in town to buy groceries.
As for gifts, they did bring some.
They were all Jinling specialties, which I doubt would suit Li Sanjiang's taste.
From the village road, heading north, they took a small road to Li Sanjiang's home, which was inaccessible.
To avoid blocking the road, Tan Wenbin had to drive into the fields and press down some of Li Sanjiang's crops.
When they stopped, Li Zhuiyuan got out first and headed home.
Having heard the noise, Li Sanjiang had already walked over, cigarette in hand.
Li Zhuiyuan shouted, "Grandfather!"
Li Sanjiang spit out the cigarette and broke into a trot.
"Hahahaha, I miss you so much, Little Marquis Yuan!"
Li Sanjiang picked Li Zhuiyuan up. This time, he'd prepared ahead of time, and after lifting him, he even weighed him carefully.
"It's heavy, really heavy! Our Little Marquis Yuan has grown up so fast, I can hardly hold him."
"Grandfather Li, there are still us!"
"Grandfather Li, we're back too!"
Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, and the others, who had parked their cars, also came over, carrying gifts.
Li Sanjiang continued to hold Li Zhuiyuan with one hand, then took his other hand away, waved at them, and shouted with a smile, "Hah, the mules are back too!"
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