An Yixin saw that the rainstorm was coming, so he picked up the half basket of wild peaches he had just picked and walked towards Wusheng Villa.

Before reaching the door, there was a burst of lightning and thunder, and raindrops the size of copper coins had already fallen.

Seeing a little girl hurrying into the gate, the people standing in the courtyard were stunned.

For hundreds of years, the rules of Wusheng Mountain Villa have been to open the door every day and wait for someone to challenge, but to avoid the rain?

This is not a roadside pavilion.

The wind was wrapped in the torrential rain, Lu Yunshen stood in the wind and rain with his head high, looked at the girl who was drenched in soup in an instant, waved his left hand, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

The autumn rain was cool and there was a fire in the kitchen.

The young man's figure was long and straight, and although he was just standing, he had a kind of calm and solemn killing.

It's just that what is he doing standing in the heavy rain?

An Yixin thought to herself, and while running in the direction he pointed, she couldn't help but look back again.

But in a few moments, the torrential rain had turned into a mist. The young man was drenched and stood motionless, like a green pine on a cliff.

"Brother Master is practicing." At the door of the kitchen, a little boy of four or five years old said loudly while waving at An Yixin.

I actually met a little genius, and it seems that I was lucky today.

In Wushan Town, this little boy is envied by Cheng Dù, far more than his father, a contemporary martial saint.

It is said that he knew how to read at the age of one, and he had learned to read before he could walk, and now he is full of knowledge, which has far surpassed the Confucianism in the capital.

As long as the 'little genius' is mentioned, all the fathers and mothers have to sigh, my son can catch up with one percent of others, and I will be content.

An Yixin looked at the genius with a grin.

Shen Yu was wearing a fine cloth robe, his little face was chubby, his eyes were big and bright, black and white, except for the two small buns on his head that were combed too sloppy and looked a little messy, he was like a little golden boy on a New Year's painting.

"This wild peach is sour and astringent, and it doesn't taste good."

His brows are furrowed, and his face is full of pickiness for wild peaches, which does not match the reputation of geniuses, but is extremely cute. An Yixin couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face.

The small fleshy face like a dumpling must feel so good when you pinch it.

A hand reached over and blocked An Yixin's hand.

"Granny Fang." An Yixin greeted with a smile.

Granny Fang is the cook of Wusheng Villa. Although according to the rules, every day of Wusheng Villa is sent up the mountain on time by the local security, but Granny Fang occasionally goes to Wushan Town for a walk. Although Wusheng Mountain Villa is famous, and people in the town often talk about it, only Granny Fang is the only one who will not admit her mistake when she really sees it.

Someone else, is a legend that gallops past and glimpses it.

It's a pity that Granny Fang didn't know An Yixin, so in the face of a flattering smile, she just handed her a rag and motioned her to wipe the rain on her head.

The rag is large, stained, and has a complex smell.

An Yixin smiled, took the rag and wiped his clothes vigorously.

Good intentions, but wipe your face......

The torrential rain was like a note, and looking from the kitchen, the teenager in the yard could only vaguely see his figure.

"My wild peaches are delicious." An Yixin lowered her head and said to Shen Yu with a smile.

Wushan Town is just a small town, but An Shouhe arranged for their mother and daughter to live in seclusion here, not because it is quiet and simple, but because of Wusheng Villa.

Wusheng Mountain Villa has stood on Wu Mountain for hundreds of years. And the martial saint who lives in the villa often has just defeated the old owner and finished renovating the villa with great interest, but he is defeated by others and has to be forced to move out.

An Yixin heard from the people in the town that before the current Shen Sheng stayed in the Wusheng Villa, Wushan Town was simply a big inn for those who practiced martial arts, and the Martial Saint who lived in the villa changed quickly, it was like an hourly room.

However, Shen Sheng has lived in Wusheng Mountain Villa for more than ten years, and there are fewer and fewer people who come to challenge, except for the occasional stranger or two strangers with suspicious appearances, Wushan Town is becoming more and more like an ordinary town, and Shen Sheng and his two apprentices, in the eyes of the townspeople, seem to be people from another world.

Of course, the child in front of him is just as cute in the eyes of everyone.

Without pinching the little genius's face, An Yixin took his hand, "Can you borrow it from your kitchen?" ”

The child nodded happily, and the corners of Granny Fang's mouth twitched, your family ......

Girl, this is the dignified Wusheng Villa, okay!

But if you think about it, there's nothing wrong with that. Shen Yu was born here, this villa that represents the highest status of martial arts, is not his home?

With a smile on her face, Granny Fang glanced at An Yixin again, the little girl had just been drenched in the heavy rain, and her whole body was full of water, and her eyebrows were even more beautiful.

An Yixin sat in front of the stove, the clothes on her body were dried out, and the thick sweet fragrance of peaches gradually spread.

Even Granny Fang, who was busy pancakes in front of the other stove, secretly swallowed.

The little genius ran in, still holding a book in his hand.

When Shen Yu watched An Yixin wash the peaches just now, he couldn't help but pick the reddest and softest one and taste it, but unfortunately even the best wild peach was sour and astringent, and the little genius didn't believe how such peaches could become delicious, so he went back to the room impatiently to read.

Now it's ticked back by the scent.

The peaches were almost cooked, An Yixin pulled out the burning firewood from the stove, leaving only a little ember, let the peach sauce in the pot continue to collect the juice, and then picked up a wild honeycomb thrown in the corner.

She had already seen this wild honeycomb, and the honey in it had been dug up, and she had not thrown it away just because the honeycomb itself emitted a special fragrant smell, which was the taste of natural and high-quality propolis.

An Yixin put her hand into the honeycomb and began to pick up.

"Wow~~"

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" A small pink face leaned in.

"I didn't expect there to be wild bees in there." An Yixin raised her fingers, and tears were about to come out in pain.

"Bear with me, I'll go get the ointment." Shen Yu turned around, saw the person who was slowly coming in, and hurriedly ordered loudly, "Senior brother, you help her squeeze out the poisonous blood first." ”

Lu Yunshen let out a 'hmm', took An Yixin's hand, looked at the position, and squeezed it gently.

"Whew~~" An even more poignant wail sounded in his ears, Lu Yun was stunned, he didn't use his strength! Why do you scream so loudly!

But the truth is right in front of you, and the white and tender fingers are rapidly becoming red and swollen.

A round drop of water fell on the back of Lu Yunshen's hand.

Crying?

Lu Yunshen raised his eyes and saw a pair of big teary eyes, which seemed to be more black and white than the eyes of the junior brother.

An Yixin bit her lip vigorously and looked at the handsome guy in front of him, he is Shen Sheng's eldest apprentice? Just standing in the yard and drenched in a heavy rainstorm from beginning to end?

The phoenix's eyes are bright, the corners of his mouth are siniger, and the cold coercion revealed in his gestures makes people feel cold at a glance, but he still can't help but take another look, and secretly praise the handsome young man.

"The poisonous blood has been squeezed out." The handsome guy calmly let go of his hand and his eyes fell on the peach jam in the pot.

The peach butter is bubbling and sweet.

"It's better when it's cold." Seeing the handsome guy's gaze, An Yixin gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and hurriedly reminded.