Jia Huan accompanied Bai He to Zhuangzi in the south of the city, and was strongly welcomed by her brothers and sisters.

A wave of their sisters who grew up from childhood to adulthood even dared to ask Bai He in front of Jia Huan if he was bullied.

It's risking your life......

Looking at Bai He's slightly moist eyes, Jia Huan smiled and reassured, saying that the territory here is already a little small, and although a few workshops have been moved out, the space is still not enough.

Therefore, her group of sisters who can do exquisite handicraft work can move to the city after the New Year, and live in a bungalow house behind Ning Guofu.

The newly renovated garden requires a lot of fine carving and decoration handiwork, and if you go out to buy it separately, it will be a waste of silver, so she simply uses her class of sisters to do it skillfully.

Moreover, after he finishes repairing the garden here, there will be other families to repair.

For example, the Fenwu Marquis Mansion, his family has only moved back to the capital not long ago, but they will live here in the future, and they will definitely have to spend effort to repair a good environment.

In short, they will definitely have a good life.

Bai He is very satisfied, so he is very happy.

In the early morning of the next day, Jia Huan accompanied her again, plus Li Wanji, Hu Laoba and several other servants from artisan households, and went to the cemetery on the outskirts of Beicheng together, and burned some paper money for Bai He's father and mother.

When Jia Huan accompanied her to kneel down and kowtow respectfully to the people in the grave, Bai He, who had been holding back her grief, finally couldn't hold back and threw herself into Jia Huan's arms and cried bitterly.

Her father was actually not too much of a problem back then, it was the excessive fatigue accumulated over the years, and the protection of his apprentices in his early years in order to protect himself. Losing too much blood when fighting or even fighting with others.

Young fashion can rely on the body to carry it, and it's not good when you're old. It is necessary to take great tonic medicines, such as ginseng and cordyceps. And as long as you recuperate slowly and cultivate reasonably, you can also raise it well.

It's just that Father Bai is a master craftsman with exquisite craftsmanship, and he even participated in the construction of the palace.

But the status of a lowly servant in Beicheng made him barely have enough to eat.

How can I have the money to buy valuable ginseng?

Therefore, a cadre can only watch him die day by day......

This kind of heart-wrenching pain is not experienced by anyone who has experienced it personally. Absolutely incomprehensible.

Therefore, even an ang man like Li Wanji, and a reckless man like Hu Laoba, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth on weekdays, and the one who is responsible for burning glass, the old thirteen, who is silent on weekdays, but has a very tough personality, are all lying on the ground crying hysterically at this moment, like a group of children who have been wronged and done wrong things but have no time to repent.

It can be seen that this matter should have been pressed on their hearts all along. Never forgotten......

The sorrow of the crying made even Jia Huan and the Han family brothers who were guarding the periphery infected, and their eyes were red......

However, when Jia Huan wanted to coax Bai He. When comforting her that she could set up a spiritual position for the second elder at home, Bai He just shook his head and before he could speak, Li Wanji stopped crying in a panic. He crawled to Jia Huan and knelt down and kowtowed, no matter what Jia Huan said. I just don't agree.

Because not to mention a concubine, it is the wife of the main room. After marrying into the husband's family, he is a person in the husband's family, and there is no reason to set up a spiritual position for his parents' parents in the husband's family.

If Bai He doesn't know how to respond, I am afraid that it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the back house in the future.

The old lady in the west will never tolerate such a person who does not know the importance and etiquette.

Although Jia Huan didn't care, it could be seen that a group of people came to persuade him to think twice, but everyone's attention shifted to this, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart......

However, it's good not to cry.

After the worship was over, the people prepared to return to the city.

Jia Huan looked at the chaotic and dilapidated environment around the cemetery, hesitated, and asked again, can you consider changing the second elder's living environment to a more comfortable and beautiful environment......

Yes, the people cried with guilt again......

After returning to the city in the afternoon, in order to make the depressed Bai He happy again, Jia Huan hugged her and gently hummed many, many small songs.

Until the night, when Jia Huan lulled her to sleep, her frowning brows stretched again, and the corners of her mouth curved into a warm smile......

……

"Third master, are you awake?"

Bai He leaned on the head of the bed, smiled gently, stretched his long silky hair, and was about to get down from the bed, and after seeing Jia Huan open his eyes, he smiled softly.

Where was Jia Huan willing to let her go, hugged her thin waist, hugged her back into his arms, gently rubbed her face with his forehead, sniffed her hair carefully, and said, "Are you in a better mood today?" ”

Bai He was a little shy, nodded, pursed his lips and smiled: "Yesterday, I listened to the third master humming so many little songs, and I listened to them in my dreams, and I was in a very good mood." ”

Jia Huan looked at her and said softly: "It's good to be in a good mood, what I like to see the most is your smiling face, I don't think I can watch it enough for a lifetime."

So I want to make a pact with you while you're happy now.

He'er, in the next life, in the next life, give me back my wife, okay? ”

Bai Heqiao's face was blushing, but she didn't bow her head, in a pair of eyes that were enough to charm all beings, the gaze was so peaceful, but full of warm affection.

She looked back at Jia Huan, nodded lightly, and said, "He'er must do more good deeds in this life, accumulate more yin virtue, and not suffer less for the future Huangquanxia, just ask for the next life, and have the blessing to serve the third master again." ”

Since Jia Huan came to this world four years ago, he mostly touched the girl's heart with love words, but at this moment, Jia Huan was deeply moved by Bai He's words.

"Okay, the third master is ready!"

There is no retribution, a kiss is offered!

……

A little disappointed, and the sweet atmosphere was interrupted by Xiao Jixiang.

She is not willing to be a spectator, but also wants to ......

In fact, Xiao Jixiang is not small, and he is the same age as Jia Huan.

It's just that Xu is spoiled by Jia Huan and Aunt Zhao together, although his body has grown a lot, his heart is still like a child.

Jia Huan is also willing to raise him like a child, and when he was in Zhuangzi in the south of the city, Aunt Zhao treated Xiao Jixiang as a child, and she may be closer than waiting for Tanchun, and she is really raising her daughter.

And for her future happiness. also personally taught the "Auntie's Heart Sutra" that she had been groping for many years to Xiao Jixiang......

However, although Jia Huan also likes this little cute girl, she is still too young.

Hu Li Matang also kissed Xiao Jixiang who pouted and asked for a kiss. Jia Huan escaped.

Taking advantage of a sixth-grade girl, Jia Huan felt that he was a little too scumbag. The first year of junior high school is almost ......

……

After going out, the life that suddenly came down in leisure made Jia Huan a little uncomfortable.

Today's only itinerary is to go to Haohanzhuang, set up a table for a banquet, and then accept Li Wu's toast.

Of course, Li Wu had to pay for the money for the banquet......

In addition, Jia Huan, the "filial son" in filial piety, is not a big deal.

Other peers. At this time, most of them were already studying under the pressure of Lao Tzu at home, or began to practice martial arts.

But Jia Huan is different, first of all, he is now the "Nan Bowan" in Ningguo's Mansion, whether he is the master or the only master, everyone looks at his face and lives, and they don't dare to force him. Maybe some people would like him to be happy all day long, so that their lives will be better......

Secondly. His martial arts have reached a bottleneck again.

On the way back from Yangzhou, he benefited from a battle with the Demon Emperor of Wuzong, and then transferred by another Wuzong Wuyuan. After teaching, Jia Huan and the three brothers of the Han family broke through to the realm of the five-rank martial artists.

Logically speaking. After breaking through the Wupin Martial Artists, it should have reached a stage of long-term accumulation, and it is impossible to break through in a short period of time.

But what made Jia Huan and Wu Yuan couldn't figure it out was something. The opposite happened......

After Jia Huan was seriously injured by Meng Shi, a master of the Nine Grades, the day before yesterday, he was hit by an extremely poisonous internal strength in his body. poked the meridians in his body, and almost became a waste.

Although it is the world's first physical martial arts "White Lotus Golden Body Sutra" under the wonderful effect. The meridians have been reshaped, but they should be cultivated for a long, long time before they can be recovered.

However, the other two were strange that Jia Huan recovered from such a serious injury almost overnight.

But after that, Wu Yuan cut a small wound on Jia Huan's arm at random, but there was no trace of rapid healing as expected.

It shows that Jia Huan is not an immortal body in mythology.

But his internal injuries are almost really good.

Not only that, after being destroyed, reshaped, destroyed, and reshaped, after being inspected by Wuyuan, the width and toughness of the meridians in Jia Huan's body almost reached the standard of a six-rank martial artist.

And through the ravages of the yin and poisonous energy in the body, as well as the confrontation with the internal strength of the Yang and the Fierce Inner Strength that Wu Yuan entered, the entanglement and even the final annihilation, Jia Huan's understanding of the strength seems to be a thousand miles away, and it can reach the threshold of the sixth grade, only the last layer of film remains, and he can become a real six-rank martial artist with just one stab.

However, this layer of membrane is not so easy to poke, and it is by no means something that can be done by knocking a few ginseng and eating some deer antler velvet.

Wu Yuan told Jia Huan that the surge in this kind of martial arts may not be a good thing.

If you can't understand and feel the strength, every step you take in the future, the price you pay will be greater.

Therefore, he suggested that Jia Huan should not be in a hurry to pierce the last layer of membrane, but to carefully perceive and understand what the strength of a five-rank martial artist should be.

The master is the teacher, Jia Huan will naturally not be blind and arrogant, and humbly listened to Wu Yuan's advice.

Put it first, understand it with your heart, and then practice.

……

With nothing to do, Jia Huan pretended to be on a black stick and walked slowly towards Rongguo Mansion.

Since there is nothing to do, let's go to the sister paper, and by the way, think about it, what does Aunt Xue mean......

Walking on the bluestone paved stone road, the road surface is smooth and there is not even a trace of snow in the gaps.

To be reborn in this feudal era is really a luxury to live.

Every morning before dawn, several healthy women will quietly sweep the courtyard and road.

If it was before, I was afraid that they would still be cheating and slippery, so I just cleaned it up at will.

But since Jia Huan became the master, after the hot hand rectified the internal affairs of the mansion, Ning Guofu rarely saw people who didn't care about things.

Some of them are complacent and bundle the velvet thread at the neck, because it is in the filial piety period, so Jia Huan can only wear a silver-white big yarn.

Of course, it's already very windy. Sao.

Jia Huan followed the path, crutches and walked along the bluestone road to Rongguo Mansion.

……

(To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for your understanding and support, but I am really helpless......