Three days have passed, and Xu San has completely become a teacher in these three days.

The relationship between teaching and educating students is progressing very quickly.

At the same time, on the morning of the fourth day, he received the news from the newsboy that the monk had left.

"Is Musou back?" Xu San handed over the 2 cents of fiat currency.

"It's back!" The newsboy answered in a whisper.

"Is she home?" Xu San continued to ask.

"No, now I live in the residence arranged by the Dao Chief, as if I am waiting for Ji Yun to leave."

Xu San smiled faintly, "It seems that I, the teacher, should go to visit the home." ”

The newsboy turned around and left, and he was not good at participating in the affairs of other teachers.

In the evening, Xu San took Miazi to visit his home.

For this visit, Mi Yazi still attaches great importance to it, after all, she is the disciple that her husband values the most, and as a master's wife, she still has to show the demeanor that a master and wife should have.

In terms of dressing, she chose a cheongsam, which was the cheongsam that Xu San customized for her a few days ago.

Long pendulum, high slits.

It's a pity that there are no flesh-colored stockings, and Mia is not tall enough, so it always looks a little bit worse.

In the end, Xu San still didn't let her wear death, and chose bare legs and plain high heels.

In late autumn, this kind of outfit is still a test of cold resistance.

Seeing Mi Yazi spinning around in front of the mirror and being very satisfied and not feeling cold at all, Xu San couldn't help but sigh again, women can really suffer for beauty.

Xu San himself chose a set of horse coats, not Japanese-style Japanese skirts.

Dressed like this, the two of them still look like husband and wife.

Miazi in front of the mirror smiled faintly, enjoying the time when the two of them looked in the mirror together.

I didn't eat dinner, so Xu San deliberately kept his stomach.

Although he has money, he can save it, and the Ji family's chef is still good, and Sichuan cuisine is a must, which makes Xu San very nostalgic.

At the gate of Ji's house, Zhang Fengling personally greeted him and helped Mi Yazi get out of the carriage.

Looking at the couple's Chinese-style dress, Zhang Fengling said with a smile, "This set of clothes is very suitable for Miss Mi Yazi, it is very beautiful." ”

"Thank you!" Mi Yazi bowed and thanked her, her demeanor was dignified and elegant, the cultivation of the daughters of the big family was not the same, it was the result of years of precipitation, in fact, it was not four or six, and Miss Ji, who didn't look serious, could talk elegantly and generously on formal occasions.

On the one hand, it was a home visit, and on the other hand, it was a formal visit, but he didn't see Miss Ji, Xu San was still a little strange, "What about Wushuang sauce?" ”

"The eldest lady is in the grounding and can't go out of the house." Zhang Fengling said with a smile.

"It turns out~" Xu San also asked with a smile and whispered, "That day. It's not Miss Ji, right? ”

Zhang Fengling's body paused slightly, "Did you see it?" ”

"After all, it's my disciple, and I can still tell if it's real or fake." Xu San said and took Mi Yazi into Ji's mansion.

After entering the mansion gate, I didn't walk a few steps before I saw Ji Wushuang greet him, "Teacher, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

Then he bowed to Miazi, "Hello, Miazi. ”

"Mushuang-chan, hello." Miako responded with a smile, then took out a beautifully packaged box and handed it over.

The eldest lady took it with both hands, feeling heavy, "Thank you, master." ”

"Your wife made dim sum, he was busy all afternoon." Xu San said what the gift was.

"That's really good, I didn't expect my wife to have this kind of craft, I must taste it carefully in a while." Ji Wushuang said politely.

Her first impression of Mi Yazi's little master is not bad, and the Chinese-style cheongsam is still a plus.

The meal had already been prepared, and as soon as Xu San arrived, the cook would stir-fry the dishes, and soon, the ruddy Sichuan dishes were served on the table.

Zhang Fengling was the first to speak, "Mr. Edogawa's greeting is late, otherwise my chef will be able to prepare those few non-spicy Sichuan dishes." ”

Xu San picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of back pot meat, "No, that kind of dish is all kung fu dishes, not suitable for family banquets." ”

For Sichuan cuisine with heavy salt, heavy oil, and heavy spicy, it still hurts a lot to eat Miazi, who is accustomed to a light taste.

Especially the hot and spicy mapo tofu actually made his spicy tears come out.

Xu San wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said, "If you can't eat it, just eat something that isn't spicy." ”

Miako nodded and found the dishes on the table.

There is really nothing that is not spicy, that is, a dish of over-oiled cabbage has a faint layer of red chili oil on it.

Zhang Fengling saw this situation and immediately ordered the visit to make two very refreshing vegetarian dishes, which relieved the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere.

Xu San didn't care about this, and said to Mi Yazi, "Actually, I'm used to eating these things, and I will really feel dull and tasteless when I go back to eat those light side dishes." ”

Ji Wushuang blinked his eyes and looked at Xu San, who was sweating profusely, and was a little puzzled in his heart.

I didn't expect Xu San to be quite spicy, you know, when she told the cook to cook, she also specially instructed the cook to cook spicy enough, and she couldn't see the chili peppers.

So this meal was deliberately spicy, but I didn't expect Xu Sanmei to be spicy, but it was spicy to Miazi.

After the meal, Zhang Fengling pulled him to ask him for tea ceremony.

The space was deliberately reserved for the master and apprentice.

Ji Wushuang's Japanese doesn't need to be taught, and it's no problem to practice and do a general translation.

As for physics and chemistry, Xu San is just average, and it looks like it's generally fine, even if she passes.

Seeing that Xu San was not overly entangled in the cultural class, Xu San's little face showed a look of joy.

The small change did not escape Xu San's eyes, after all, the eldest lady is still a child, and she is still very tolerant of the child Xu San.

The time of study passed quickly, and even if Xu San deliberately released the water, he was busy until more than ten o'clock.

Late at night, the little maid sent rice balls as a supper.

The dumplings with five kernel fillings were sweet and sweet, and after eating them, Xu San began to check the eldest lady's qi training.

This is the most proud part of the eldest lady.

Because she can now run perfectly in motion, the pain of "going mad" no longer seems to exist.

According to Xu San's understanding, this is a layer of great consummation, and it is time to practice the second level.

Originally, the second-layer exercises had been handed over to Zhao Yi, but the kid also ran away, it seemed that the project at the school was in a hurry, she had no choice but to leave, and in the end she didn't hand over the exercises to the eldest lady.

For the practice of qi decision, Xu San has already been ripe, and it doesn't take much effort to teach the eldest lady.

It's just that the content of the text is too obscure, and Xu San can only teach it according to his own understanding.

I was busy until 12 o'clock, and the third watch rang, and the eldest lady barely understood.

The eldest lady rubbed her swollen head, took a sip of the already cold tea, and asked, "Teacher, this set of exercises should be Taoist, right?" ”

"Yes! The birthplace is in China! Xu San said truthfully.

"Really?" The eldest lady was radiant and full of national pride.

"Really!" (End of chapter)