"You are Mr. Mu's father?"

Zhao Kangping, Qiu Dingli, Wu Jianguo, and others were all surprised, they always thought that Mu Zhengyang had strange ability and proud character at a young age, which must be related to the edification of profound family education since he was a child, but the middle-aged man with a hoe in front of him did not look like a hermit master no matter where he looked at it.

"Is there any impersonation here?"

Mu Qingshan faced the big man in Xizhong County for the first time, and he was indeed a little nervous in his heart, but he was born with a hard temper, and he straightened his neck and replied after being questioned.

"Haha, what a coincidence, we came to visit Mr. Mu Zhengyang, no one to guide the way into the village, this casual question met you! Our kid Wu Dabao and your Mr. Mu Zhengyang Mu have a close relationship since elementary school, but they are far behind in that aspect, I must learn from you about education methods when I have time!"

Wu Jianguo didn't see anything special about Mu Qingshan, but he still said a few words with a smile on his face, bringing the relationship closer and easing the atmosphere.

"The phoenix does not live in the sycamore, does not eat the bamboo, and does not drink the spring. The geographical location of Tiannan Mountain is a little remote, but it has been a natural medicine warehouse since ancient times, and you medical families who are well versed in pharmacology live in seclusion in Tiannan Mountain, and you don't listen to the things outside the window and study medicine carefully, which is really admirable!"

Qiu Dingli felt that Mu Zhengyang's wine recipe was not a day's work, it may be a secret recipe that has been accumulated and improved from generation to generation, and he is willing to live in a small mountain village with this secret recipe in his hand, and he said with emotion.

"Mr. Lao Mu has the style of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, from the appearance of an ordinary farmer's name, if it weren't for Mr. Xiao Mu on the street with that magical honey wine to save my life, who would have known that in our Xizhong County Tiannan Mountain deep in Zhangshu Village there is still a hidden family like your family!"

When Zhao Yushi was the chairman of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, he liked to dig up all kinds of folk culture, as if he had encountered a treasure to be excavated.

"You may have mistaken someone, our family is farming!"

Mu Qingshan thought to himself that their family had been in private school for generations, and his grandfather Mu Qingfeng had studied in private school for a few years, and since his grandfather, only his family has produced two college students, which is a medical family?

"Are you sure it's Mr. Mu Zhengyangmu's father?"

Wang Ligang saw that Mu Qingshan was speaking seriously, and he was afraid that he would recognize the wrong person and make a joke, so he confirmed it again.

"If you want to find Mu Zhengyang of Zhangshu Village, Shuangtian Township, Xizhong County, then I am his father!"

Generally speaking, it is introduced that this is someone's son, and now he says that his son's father is being questioned, Mu Qingshan said with a dark face.

"Can Mr. Lao Mu take us to meet Mr. Xiao Mu? Mr. Xiao Mu has saved my life, I want to thank him in person!"

Zhao Yushi knew very well that since Mr. Mu and his family had lived in seclusion for so long, they naturally didn't want to be disturbed, so they would never admit it, and gave other people a look, so that they wouldn't be entangled in this topic, and turn to the purpose of this trip, and it would be easier to break through from young people.

"He lives on the top of Tiannan Mountain, if you want to find him, follow that path to go up!"

Mu Qingshan's temper came, and patiently pointed out the way up the mountain to Zhao Kangping and others, and then threw them down with a cold face and walked straight forward.

"The top of Tiannan Mountain?"

Zhao Yushi, Zhao Kangping, Qiu Dingli and others all looked at the Tiannan Mountain rising from the ground, and the top of the mountain was hazy and hazy clouds and mist, which had the meaning of a fairyland on earth.

"This is the highest mountain in our Ze'an City, it is estimated that it will take at least two or three hours to climb the mountain, can you hold it up, Mr. Zhao?", Wu Jianguo asked worriedly.

"I exercise every day, and it's not much of a problem to climb this mountain, but although you are younger than me, you all have beer bellies, can you?" Zhao Yushi asked rhetorically.

"It's still early, then let's go to the top of Nanshan Mountain to meet this Mr. Mu!"

Zhao Kangping looked up at the towering Tiannan Mountain, and then recalled the back he saw in Liu'anba that day, and suddenly rose up with a feeling of the ancients looking for seclusion and seclusion, and took the lead in opening the way to Tiannan Mountain.

The path is full of strange flowers and plants, all kinds of strange-shaped stones, you can see towering ancient trees from time to time, you can also hear the sound of flowing water and waterfalls in the distance, and you can overlook the sparkling Luofeng Lake at a high place.

There is a great artistic conception of the falling glow and the lonely bird flying together, and the autumn water is a color of the sky.

Zhao Kangping and others enjoyed the beautiful scenery along the way, and it took three hours to stop and go and finally climb Tiannan Mountain.

The top of the hill was as flat as if it had been flattened by a sword, and an antique courtyard sat in the middle of the hilltop.

Zhao Kangping climbed to the top of the mountain, he was already tired and sweating profusely, and when he walked in, he saw that the wooden sign in the courtyard read 'Nanshan Academy'.

The gate outside the courtyard was unclosed, and there was only a table, a rattan chair, and a wastepaper basket in the courtyard.

"We didn't even see a figure on the way up the mountain, and I thought that person was lying to us, but I didn't expect there to be such a academy!"

"Judging from the courtyard building itself and the style, it should be some years, but there is no sign of desertion, presumably Mr. Mu Zhengyang Mu lives here!"

"There is no one in this mountain, what loneliness you have to endure living here, Mr. Mu Zhengyang Mu is young but willing to live in this kind of place, it is really extraordinary people must have extraordinary places!"

Zhao Kangping traveled hard over the mountains and mountains, and saw Nanshan Academy on the top of Tiannan Mountain, and he had a deeper feeling for the mysterious Mr. Mu.

"Is Mr. Mu here?"

Wu Jianguo knocked on the wooden door of the courtyard with his fingers, and asked several times in a row, but no one answered.

"In this way, there should be no one at home!", Zhao Yushi looked at the courtyard.

"But the door of this courtyard is not locked, Mr. Mu may not have gone far, it's still early, let's wait in the courtyard?", Zhao Kangping asked Zhao Yushi for his opinion.

"It's not easy for us to come here, we didn't even see anyone and went back, it's really a little unwilling, let's just wait and see!"

The group went up the mountain hungry, but Zhao Yushi still wanted to meet his mysterious life-saving benefactor.

"There is a chair in the courtyard, let's wait in the courtyard, and let Zhao Lao rest for a while!", Wu Jianguo pushed open the hidden wooden door.

Although it was rude for the master to enter the courtyard without being there, several people were indeed tired and walked into the courtyard, and those who did not have stools simply sat on the ground.

"Hey, this is the paper that Mr. Mu discarded after practicing calligraphy?"

Zhao Yushi sat on a wicker chair to rest, and noticed the wastepaper basket under the long table, in which the word 'bamboo' was exposed outside the crumpled waste paper.