Shen Ling was stunned, it sounded like there were quite a few neighbors outside the door.

Shen Laifu smiled and explained to the young master:

"Dongfu's reputation in Luofeng City has nothing to say, since the disaster, these well-wishers have taken the initiative to vacate this small courtyard for us to live in. Young master, please rest assured, they are all very good, and they are very familiar with the old slaves. ”

"I see, let's let them in quickly." Shen Ling's expression was relaxed.

"Okay, young master."

Shen Laifu hurriedly unbolted the door, and after opening the door, more than a dozen ordinary people of Luofeng City of different shapes poured in.

After seeing the young master of Dongfu, these people were first shocked, and then they looked at me and I looked at you with some restraint, and no one dared to open the conversation first.

Finally, an old man had the courage to raise his voice:

"Young Master Shen taught us a lesson Han Da Shao, everyone is grateful to Dade, these gifts can't be on the table, but they are a little bit of our heart, please accept them..."

Everyone brought the objects hidden behind them one after another, some people gave a basket of jujubes, and some sent medicinal herbs, but eggs and duck eggs accounted for the majority.

For ordinary people, these are already the best things that can be handled.

Among them, a man carried an old hen and said nervously:

"Young master, the little one knows that you have just recovered from a serious illness, and your body and bones are still a little weak, this old hen stews soup for the young master..."

When Shen Ling saw it, his heart was touched, and he said gratefully:

"Thank you, brother, Dongfu is really lucky, you folks are sending charcoal in the snow, and you are pulling at a critical moment. Today's grace, Shen will be repaid by a spring in the future. ”

The old man waved his hand and looked at the young master of Dongfu, his expression was particularly respectful:

"The young master is too outward, we are all people who have received the favor of Dongfu at the beginning, and we should do these things. Besides, the young master gave us a bad breath and taught that Han Dashao a hard lesson, and the villagers all remembered it in their hearts, and they all thought about how to repay the young master. ”

Shen Ling nodded heavily and instructed Shen Laifu:

"Since it's everyone's heart, Uncle Laifu, you can accept all these gifts."

"Okay, young master." Shen Laifu bowed and answered.

"Brother, I'm here to help..."

Shen Laifu and Hu Qingqing neatly placed the gifts from the neighbors at the foot of the wall, while the old hen was tied to the chicken's feet and thrown at the kitchen door, ready to be slaughtered.

Shen Ling and everyone laughed and chatted a little, and everyone swept away the nervousness when they first came, and gradually became talkative.

At this time, Xu Huiniang also walked out of the room, and after seeing her acquaintance, she was overjoyed.

Unconsciously, the moon hangs on the branches, and the time is not early.

The villagers reluctantly left the Shen family, and when they left, they did not forget to say goodbye to the Shen family's mother and son.

Xu Huiniang said with emotion:

"It's thanks to your father's usual generosity and accumulation of a lot of popularity, otherwise, how could he find this temporary residence now?"

Shen Laifu sighed, "The master just takes too much care of his subordinates, those maids and slaves have a lot of silver taels when they are dismissed, otherwise, we won't be overstretched, and we can't even afford a decent yard." ”

"Uncle Laifu's words are somewhat appropriate." Shen Ling interjected, "There are some things that money can't buy, and the causes planted by my father before will bear fruit sooner or later." Don't look at the infinite scenery of Xifu and the Han family now, they will have to pay it back sooner or later..."

"What the young master said is very true, and the old slave admires it."

Shen Laifu was sincerely admired, and he couldn't believe that these words actually came out of the mouth of a twenty-year-old young man.

The young master can have this insight, and he is also very pleased.

Xu Huiniang couldn't help nodding secretly, from her son's body, she felt a little bit of the shadow of Xianggong, thinking that if his father saw his son so promising, he would definitely be proud of him.

"Madam, young master, young lady, the old slave will go to Taihang Cottage tomorrow morning, make some preparations before this, and won't come back tonight..."

Taihang cottage is far away from Luofeng City, there is no good horse to travel, Shen Laifu in order to save time, must want to go to the post station outside the city to get together for a night, choose the horse in advance, so that the road is early.

Xu Huiniang was naturally clear about this, and responded:

"Go ahead, be careful in everything, and don't make trouble."

"Okay madam..."Shen Laifu thought of something again, and took out a few ingots of silver from his arms, "These silver taels, it is better to keep them by Madame." ”

Who knows, Xu Huiniang immediately refused, and excused herself and said:

"Laifu, you may encounter any difficulties along the way, there are many places where you can use silver, and you should still hold this silver tael."

Gaining the trust of his wife, Shen Laifu was a little moved, and he didn't say anything more, put the silver two away again, and clenched his fists:

"Madam, the old slave will definitely bring the master back safely, please rest assured."

With that, he looked grim, turned around and opened the door, and plunged into the night.

After Shen Laifu left, there were only three people left in the house, and after saying some more words, they realized that their stomachs were empty and it was time for dinner.

Xu Huiniang said: "Look at me, as soon as I saw my son, I forgot about cooking, you two wait a minute, I'll cook and cook." ”

Shen Ling didn't want his mother to be affected, and wanted to do it himself, but was ruthlessly rejected.

"Ling'er, you stay honest, it's enough for me to have Qing'er to fight. Your task is to rest well and get your spirits up early. ”

"It's... Okay, mother. Shen Ling knew his mother's character, and it was useless to say more, so he could only be obedient.

So, Xu Huiniang led Hu Qingqing to the kitchen door, and the two thought about what to do to eat.

"Qing'er, you also know that my mother's skills are not good, I used to cook for Laifu, and my mother hasn't cooked for many years. If it's too unpalatable, you and your brother will take care of it. Xu Huiniang was apprehensive.

"Mother, Qingqing is not so particular, but brother, he really needs to make up for it, this old hen, or let's stew it by the way, right?"

Hu Qingqing's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the restrained old hen, who felt the killing intent and let out a chirp that only when facing natural enemies.

"That's a good idea." Xu Huiniang was only happy for a moment, and a cloud of sadness appeared on her face, "But, the old hen is alive, what if my mother can't slaughter it?" ”

Hu Qingqing was a little surprised, "Mother, aren't you a heroine?" Why can't you even kill a chicken? ”

"Killing people and killing chickens are two different things, otherwise, those butchers would have become the number one master of martial arts."

After listening to her mother's explanation, Hu Qingqing suddenly realized, glared at the old hen again, and made up her mind:

"In that case, then it can only be slaughtered by the daughter."

"Qing'er, it seems that you are very experienced?" Xu Huiniang was a little surprised.

"Is it okay? But don't look at it, mother, Qingqing is afraid... That, I'm nervous when I go under the knife. ”

Hu Qingqing picked up the old hen with one hand, ignored its cackling and screamed, and instructed his mother.

"Okay, I'll just wait outside, just don't look at it." Xu Huiniang smiled.

Hu Qingqing nodded, carried the old hen into the kitchen, and after a while, a terrible chirp came from inside, and then, the end of the chirp was sluggish and stopped abruptly.

Under Xu Huiniang's gaze, Hu Qingqing took out the dead old hen again and handed it to the other party:

"No, it's dead, it's pretty clean, isn't it?"

"There isn't much blood, Qing'er, how did you do it?"

Xu Huiniang took the old hen and couldn't help but be puzzled.

"It's simple, just one moment, and it's dead."

At this time, Xu Huiniang suddenly saw the blood stains on the corner of her daughter's mouth, and immediately understood everything.

Desperately trying to sweep away the fear in her heart, Xu Huiniang smiled:

"Qing'er, your skills are really good, it seems to be a natural skill..."