After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

In the green fields, an old farmer stood with his hands behind his back, with a pipe behind him, emitting wisps of green smoke.

The steady steps fully demonstrated the demeanor of a master.

And this figure and the old blind man in the memory who was telling the story of the young hero on the stone seemed to overlap.

Su Yunting's gaze seemed to be looking at the old farmer, and also seemed to be looking at the mysterious master in "The Legend of the Lonely City".

At this moment, he understood, he really understood!

He finally understood A Niang's good intentions!

"Old man, may I ask your name?" Su Yunting strode towards the old man, stood firmly in front of him, bowed respectfully and asked.

The old farmer was so shocked by the huge salute that his eyes, which had been narrowed into a slit, suddenly widened: "Mr. Su Erlang, what are you doing?"

Su Yunting grinned, as shy as a boy next door: "I want the old man to teach me martial arts."

Bang!

The old farmer lost his grip on his pipe and it fell directly onto the muddy ground.

The old farmer was so distressed that he bent down to pick it up, touched it several times, and then replied: "Mr. Su Erlang, you have the wrong person. I don't know martial arts."

Su Yunting frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "I understand, this is your test for me, just like my mother."

The old farmer's eyes widened even more: "How can I be compared with the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang?"

Aunt Geng, who was standing by, saw this scene and burst into laughter. "Su Erlang, did you misunderstand? Everyone in the village knows the character of my old man. You asked him to do some tricks behind the scenes, and he is quite good at it. If you asked him to fight alone, you might as well rely on me."

The old man was not ashamed of it, but proud of it: "Such a strong daughter-in-law, isn't it all because of me who fed her?"

Aunt Geng laughed and punched him, causing the old man to stagger.

But in Su Yunting's opinion, this was deliberately acted out by the couple in order to dissuade him from the idea.

Su Yunting smiled confidently. Although he was not good at other things, his skill in pestering people was recognized by the whole mansion. This old man had no chance of escaping from his palm!

"I will come again!" After saying this, Su Yunting got on the carriage and returned home.

He had to think carefully about what he could do to impress this hermit master.

Aunt Geng was confused: "What is Su Erlang doing here? Does he really think you are some kind of master? Haha, if you are that master, then I am the Queen Mother in heaven!"

The old man's face froze. "Don't talk nonsense. If you really offend the gods in heaven, I wonder if you are afraid."

Aunt Geng twisted her waist and bumped into the old man with her strong body before going back into the house: "The premise for me to offend the gods in heaven is that you are the master, right?"

When Aunt Geng disappeared from the yard, the old man put his hands together and bowed to all directions, muttering softly, "Women are outspoken, please don't blame me, gods and immortals."

Early the next morning, the old man was planning to lead the cow to the grassland behind the mountain to find some juicy and tender green grass.

However, as soon as the gate was opened, they found Su Yunting and a group of servants standing respectfully outside the courtyard.

The servants were all holding silks and satins, or exquisite wooden boxes.

Under the golden morning sun, it is even more breathtaking.

This scene also stunned the villagers who got up early.

"Lord Su, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Su, who are you looking for?"

Because of Baichuan Academy, the villagers had interacted with all kinds of people, so they became much bolder. Some people dared to approach Su Langjun and talk to him.

Su Yunting smiled shyly and said, "I saw that the guards in the village were strong and well-trained, so I came here to ask for scriptures."

"Then you've really found the right place. Old man Geng may not be great at other things, but he's the best at training people."

"Don't tell me, with just that simple marching, after practicing for a month or two, the guards can be quite impressive when they go out."

The villagers talked one after another and told everything that Old Man Geng had done in the village.

Old Man Geng realized that if this continued, his hens would only lay a few eggs a day. He estimated that he would have to ask the villagers to tell Su Erlang, so he hurriedly opened the gate and walked out.

"Mr. Su, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but I really don't have the ability! We are the Zhuang Han family. How could we not want these generous gifts from you, but I really don't have the ability to take them!"

Old Geng spoke earnestly and sincerely: "If you were someone else, I would have lied to you, but you are the son of the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang, how could I bear to lie to you? The wife of the Marquis of Yongchang has been very kind to our village, I can't do such a conscienceless thing."

After saying this, Old Man Geng waved away the villagers: "Go away, go away. Why are you joining in the fun? Why don't you get down to the fields?"

Su Yunting was rejected again, but he was not angry. After returning home, he met Gu Nanxi and gave her a warm hug.

"I know that you love me, mother. Don't worry, I will not let you down."

"He was possessed by evil spirits? Where did he come back from?" Gu Nanxi touched his chin. This storybook was so powerful that a book like "The Legend of the Lonely City" could make Su Yunting turn over a new leaf?

Lumei was absent-minded. As she watched the Baichuan Academy experience day tour was just around the corner, her heart felt sour and bitter.

The feeling of paying to do hard labor is really sour.

"Perhaps Erlang has changed his mind. I heard that he has been visiting the farm for several days in a row. Perhaps he is planning to contribute to the government.

"Time makes people grow old. I am old and my children are grown up."

Gu Nanxi was very pleased.

Su Xuanming managed Baichuan Academy in an orderly manner, and Su Yunyan's Baiwei Restaurant was also on the right track. Although it required more work, the turnover was soaring.

Even the most rebellious Su Yunting knew how to take care of the fields for the mansion.

Your happy life of giving up is just around the corner!

Gu Nanxi wanted to laugh out loud to the sky. Who could be as lucky as she was?

After the children are brought up, they will be the ones to support this marquisate!

"By the way, has anyone come to us to buy a house recently?" To be honest, buying a house is really addictive, especially getting a cheap one.

"No. The housing market in Kyoto has stabilized recently. Those who wanted to sell their houses have already sold their houses, and the rest don't want to sell their houses." There are always three or four people out of ten who want to take a risk or don't believe in superstition.

There are still one or two left who are stubborn and swear to live and die with their ancestral heritage.

Gu Nanxi felt a little regretful, but the houses she had in stock were enough for her, so she quickly put aside the regret.

At this time, in the three-story building, the men were reciting poems and composing couplets, and unknowingly turned the topic to Gu Nanxi.

"I heard that Su Yunting has been going to the farm a lot these days. Gu Nanxi must have put down too much money to buy a house, so the money in the mansion is not enough, so he went to the fields to get money."

"She is so noble that when others raise their rent, she refuses to do so for the sake of her good reputation. Let her know what good a good reputation is. Can it be eaten as food? Can it be spent as money?"

"that is!"