"Mr. Jiang has arrived!"

The voice of the family announcing the news was very loud, and Lao Lu was the only one left in the living room at this time.

The donkey flatteringly followed the Third Prince and Liu Ruyu to the Hidden Dragon Society, wanting to make some rare metals in the Hidden Dragon Society.

Mo Tianxing had just made a move with Lu Cheng and returned to the guest room to recuperate.

Ma Benxuan and Ying Caidie went to visit the flower market, although General Ying was already a strong god, he still had a great interest in flowers and plants.

As for the Tang Sect Master, it is estimated that he will not be able to come back for a while.

"Mr. Jiang. ”

This old gentleman is an elder, although he is not a powerhouse in the Transformation God Realm, Lu Cheng still saluted him.

If it weren't for this old Mr. Jiang concentrating on academics and devoting himself to the study of formations, I am afraid that he would have already entered the realm of transforming gods.

Rao has not entered the realm of incarnation, and the appearance of the old gentleman's fairy wind bones is really respectable.

"Lu Qincha is polite, the old man is here to assist Lu Qincha at the behest of the Zong family, if you have any orders, just say it. ”

After Lu Cheng told the old gentleman about the arrangements for the battle, the old gentleman nodded.

It seemed that he had noticed the little beggar behind Mr. Jiang, and Lu Cheng glanced at the little guy more.

The little beggar was a little afraid of life, and Lu Cheng's face didn't look like a kind person.

"Who is this?"

"It's the little scholar I just received, just call him Xiaohua. ”

"My name is Hua Yiqing, you ...... Hello. ”

Although he was a little cringe, this little scholar's face was excellent, with good facial features and bright eyes.

"Look at this dirty body, hurry up and wash it. ”

The family is very discerning, and pulls Xiaohua to prepare bath water for him.

"This kid is a little scared, but he has a little eye for me. ”

"Afraid of life, it doesn't matter, there are several bear children in this house, let him play with my little apprentices, he will not be afraid of life." ”

Lu Cheng Zhenren has made a small calculation, and these Yang Ming and a few people have been idle for the past few days, so they simply give them supplementary cultural lessons.

Mr. Lin Mansion's private school has to go back to his hometown after the New Year, and he has time to teach these little bastards who don't learn and have no skills.

Although Lu Cheng pondered it very well, it was not the same thing at all in practice.

After being taught by Lu Cheng and Donkey Master, Yang Ming has transformed from an ignorant teenager into a demon king-level existence in the mixed world.

At the beginning on Tianheng Mountain, he was very sensible and diligent, and now?

In the past two days, I followed Lin Ruo to a private school, and one gentleman taught four students, and Yang Ming, Hu Yue and Mo Lin, three mountain children, were crammed in.

Hu Yue didn't have any other problems except that she fell asleep as soon as she listened to her husband's lecture.

Morin also looked down on this gentleman very much.

Yang Mingke was different, and directly picked up the stool to hammer this gentleman's head.

Just because Mr. said that children can't be taught.

How did Yang Ming know what a widow was? He thought that Mr. was scolding him for being a donkey.

Comparing him with the kind of donkey master is simply a great insult to him.

So, I picked up the stool and chased after Mr. for a stick of incense.

If Lin Ruo hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid Mr. would really have to be by him.

It's okay today, this Yang Ming directly skipped class and went to Songhe Tower to find Zuo Gongxue to cook, and Mr. stepped down to teach the class.

After some washing and tidying up, Xiaohua is really a beautiful little scholar.

With good facial features and watery eyes, he looks like a child from a big family.

Since Xiaohua is also the same age as Yang Ming and them, Lin Xiao also arranged for him to come to the private school to have a look.

Let Yang Ming and Hu Yue see what a civilized person is!

When Xiaohua walked into the private school, even Hu Yue, who was sleeping, was awakened.

Such a clean and beautiful boy, Hu Yue is the first time to see him.

Compared with Xiaohua, this Yang Ming is simply a rough man!

Mo Lin can compete with Xiaohua in terms of face, but unfortunately he is a bald man, so he is completely insensitive.

"Hello everyone, I am Hua Yiqing, Mr. Jiang's scholar, Master Lin asked me to accompany you to study these days. ”

The six students below all applauded in unison to welcome Xiaohua's arrival.

"Come on, come on, Xiaohua sit here!"

Hu Yue hurriedly beckoned Xiaohua to sit next to her, Lin Ruo rubbed her temples, this Hu Yue's really couldn't stop her when she came up.

A while ago, he was still obsessed with the handsome disciple beside Scholar Qi, and now he has shifted his target.

By the way, don't you like this weak type?

"Hey, flowers, you're so pretty. ”

Hu Yue's hara was about to flow out, and Lin Ruo, who was sitting in front of Hu Yue, really wanted to take the paper and wipe it for her.

You're only fourteen, and you're not old enough to see a man who can't walk!

Not half of this lesson, Yang Ming ran back in a hurry, it was funny, when he came back, he was carrying a roasted suckling pig on his shoulder!

As soon as he saw Yang Ming coming back, the teacher was busy and hurriedly packed up his things and arranged for class.

"Hey, teacher, don't go! I'll invite you to eat roast suckling pig! Old man Zuo asked me to bring it back!"

"Don't, don't, don't! Yang Shaoxia stayed, and the old man said goodbye......"

The teacher hurriedly retired, and Yang Ming directly put the roasted suckling pig on the teacher's table, and a burst of fragrance spread directly.

"Come on, come on, brothers and sisters, let's eat, let's eat!"

After Yang Ming distributed the chopsticks and bowls from the kitchen to the classmates, he directly tore off a pork knuckle and gnawed it on it.

"Stinky Yang Ming, leave some flowers for me! Don't be eaten by you!"

Hu Yue directly snatched another pork knuckle from the crowd and put it directly in Xiaohua's bowl.

"Thank you...... Thank you. ”

This enthusiastic pork knuckle made Xiaohua a little dazed, and Hu Yue's violent scramble can be said to be very scary.

"Sister...... You're out of help. ”

Lin Ruosiwen cut open the roasted crispy pork skin and ate it elegantly, Hu Yue's gaze kept stopping at Xiaohua.

"Hey, Hu Yue, who is this? Why are you so towards him?"

Yang Ming looked at the newcomer Xiaohua in confusion, Xiaohua hurriedly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and saluted Yang Ming.

"Hello, I am Mr. Jiang's scholar, and my name is Hua Yiqing. ”

"Oh oh oh! Just that old man of Jiang Qiandao! Hey, Lao Lu has been waiting for him for a long time, you are his scholar, then we are not outsiders!"

Yang Ming's self-familiar temperament can talk directly to anyone, and he can often mix it up in one or two sentences.

Otherwise, Hu Yue would not have been eating Yang Ming's small stove.

"Brother Yang, can you have any fun in a while!"

A little brother who was full of oil asked, this little brother is the child of Lin Zheng, the second eldest of the Lin family, that is, Lin Ruo's cousin.

"Hey, don't talk about it, there's really a lot of fun to be found!"

As he spoke, Yang Ming took out a bottle of ink-like stuff from his clothes.

"Brother Yang, what is this?"

Another little brother asked, this little brother is Lin Feng's eldest grandson, and there is a second grandson who is also in the private school.

The little second grandson took care of it and ate it, and he didn't have time to deal with Yang Ming at all.

"Hehe, this is the cuttlefish juice I got from Old Man Zuo! This thing has no five flavors, let's go to the second uncle in a while!"

As soon as he heard that he was going to fix his father, Lin Ruo's cousin was a little scared, but under Yang Ming's prodding, he still came with him.

This group of little cubs are all masters who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, although Lin Ruo is not young, but he is also mixed with them.

As long as she doesn't make too much trouble, she Lin Ruo still wants to have fun.

The eight of them slipped away to the west wing of the Lin Mansion, and Lin Zheng, the second eldest of the Lin family, was painting with Lin Xiao in the main hall at this time.

There were two cups of freshly brewed tea in the west wing, apparently just brought by the next person.

"The second uncle will definitely come to drink tea in a while, let's use this cuttlefish juice to give him a taste!"

Such an exciting work must be led by Yang Ming, the child king, who is the most skillful, and directly climbed over the wall into the West Wing.

"Yang Ming, what are you going to do?"

Xiaohua asked a little puzzled.

"Hey, just look at it, have fun. ”

Hu Yue watched Yang Ming slip in with a wicked smile, and the seven people looked into the courtyard under the wall of the west wing, through the mahogany window on the wall.

After Yang Ming succeeded, he came back with a puff of smoke, and before he could catch his breath when he came back, Lin Zheng came to the West Wing.

"Big brother, you have to try my best tea, it tastes very fragrant!"

Lin Xiao, who had just finished tasting the painting, came with him, no wonder he made two cups of tea, but Yang Ming poured the cuttlefish juice into the two cups.

When Yang Ming grinned, he was hit by Lin Ruo.

"Look at the good things you did, even my father was pitted. ”

Although Lin Ruo said so, he really wanted to see the embarrassment of the two of them.

Lin Zheng and Lin Xiao had already sat down, and Lin Xiao had already picked up the teacup and was ready to taste tea.

"Hey, big brother, don't lift the lid yet, you can take a sip first and see how our new tea tastes." ”

Lin Xiao first touched the temperature of this tea with his hand, which was just right.

"Come on, come on, good tea, then you have to taste it together, taste it together!"

As the two spoke, they took a big sip of each other, and the first sip smacked into it, feeling that the taste was a little wrong.

Rolling their eyes, they felt that it was indeed not the right taste, and the two of them spit out the tea directly.

The tea spat on the floor, and at first glance, it was black!

"I said second child, what kind of tea are you, why do you smell of ink!"

"How do I know, I'm obviously brewing the best tea!"

Just as the two were arguing in embarrassment, a hearty laugh came from the wall of the west wing.

"Damn, I've been tricked by these little bastards again!"

"Fuck off!"

Lin Xiao's mouth turned black, and he scolded and was furious at the incompetence of the eight people.

Yang Ming's stomach hurt from laughter, and Hu Yue rolled on the ground with a more exaggerated smile directly.

Even Lin Ruo couldn't help but smile and showed his snow-white teeth.

Xiaohua was still a little overwhelmed at first, and when she saw Lin Xiao and Lin Zheng's embarrassment, she couldn't help but smile.

Laughter can be so enjoyable.

Under Lin Xiao's scolding, the children of the Lin family were scattered, Yang Ming led Hu Yue, and Hu Yue pulled Xiaohua and went straight to the backyard of the Lin Mansion.

Mo Lin had to go back and modify the trap sparrow, he didn't know that Mo Tianxing had come to the Lin Mansion, and Lao Lu didn't reveal it to him.

When it was time for Lin Ruo to meditate and cultivate, he returned to his room to meditate and cultivate.

The last thing she wants to see is her grandfather Lin Luan, the New Year is approaching, and grandpa will still return to Yongzhou Mansion after all.

However, during the time when Lin Luan was away, she was still very happy.

She couldn't understand her grandfather's thoughts and practices, just like her grandfather couldn't understand Lin Ruo's stubbornness.

The backyard of the Lin Mansion, in Yang Ming's words, is an excellent place to roast sweet potatoes!

There's nothing more delicious in winter than roasted sweet potatoes, and besides, sweet potatoes come from the vegetable garden next door.

"Little flower, look at it! Pick up the big one and take it!"

Yang Ming was strong, jumped over, and climbed over the wall of the neighbor's house with the small flower on his back.

Living next door to the Lin Mansion was an old man with an odd temper.

The old man planted a lot of winter sweet potatoes, and when nothing else could grow in this season, this winter sweet potato grew amazingly!

Hu Yue, who was not tall and had excellent eyesight, sat on the wall and sentry, and Yang Ming carried Xiaohua on his back and the two of them went directly into the sweet potato field.

"Hurry up, the old man is here!"

Hu Yue found the figure of the strange old man and hurriedly urged.

Xiaohua is thin and small, holding four large sweet potatoes in her hands and looking a little hurried.

Yang Ming held seven or eight in his hand, and he still had one in his mouth, he was not too dirty, and directly threw the sweet potato to the other side of the wall.

"Little bunnies, put my sweet potatoes down!"

Yang Ming grimaced at the strange old man, threw dozens of copper plates at the old man, and climbed over the wall with the small flowers on his shoulder.

"How's it going, a good harvest!"

Hu Yue used a sack of sweet potatoes they "bought", and she was indescribably happy.

"Let's go! Roast sweet potatoes!"

Yang Ming put the sack on his shoulder and ran straight to the gatehouse in the backyard.

The charcoal fire in the gatehouse was burning, and the sweet potatoes that had just been dug out of the soil were washed and burned on the fire.

After a while, the porter was filled with the sweet smell of sweet potatoes.

"Here, little flower, try one!"

Xiaohua took the broken sweet potato from Yang Ming's hand, scalding and steaming.

He opened his mouth and took a sip of the sweet potato, which was hot and sweet.

He had never had this kind of taste, this kind of teenage pleasure.

"Yang Ming, you are not afraid of being burned to death!

"Hey, if he doesn't come, he definitely won't have his share, even if he gives it to the donkey master, he won't give it to your senior sister!"

Looking at Yang Ming and Hu Yue's free and happy appearance, something in Xiaohua's heart seemed to be melted.

It's like this sweet potato, piping hot, and sweet.