"The head stays."

Behind him, there was a sudden sound and intercepted the two of them.

Qiao Yu: Not good!

Mu Bangzhi: Not good!

Chu Weichen stepped forward and bowed.

"Xiao Liu returned to the master for the first time this time, so he should have visited the elders of the master first, and he had all the rules."

Qiao Yu hugged the neck of the person under him.

She didn't want to go.

In the past, in the teacher's gate, according to the rules, I had to visit the elders of the teacher once a month.

When those people saw her, they always looked for all kinds of small mistakes and admonished her for several hours.

Nagging to death.

If they are dissatisfied or talk back, they will be locked up in a small dark room and denied food.

In Qiao's family, the family motto is strict, and there are still people.

But in the teacher's gate, he is not affectionate at all.

Feeling his neck being hugged, Mu Wan's expression remained unchanged.

He turned his head and looked at Chu Weichen.

"Rules? Historically, when my Xiaonanshan disciples returned to the mountain, the disciples of the master had to greet each other in person according to the rules, and they should not be lazy, but now, apart from me, the master, where are those people? ”

Mu Wanzhi's appearance is soft, but he is a few years older than Chu Weichen, and his momentum is not false.

In a word, people have no power to refute at all.

"Still, I'm in retreat for too long, you see that I'm young, so I can't be bullied!"

Mu Bangzhi shouted, and Chu Weichen had no choice but to ask for a salute.

"The disciple lost his words."

"Don't get out of the way yet!"

Chu Weichen's footsteps did not move an inch.

The atmosphere was deadlocked.

The snow on the top of the mountain is howling, and it is very cold.

Qiao Yu was on his master's back and pulled his hair.

Go ahead of your plan! Master!

Mu Wanzhi's scalp hurt, his sickly face turned pale, and he coughed weakly.

"That's it, you are just deceiving my master and apprentice to be helpless, since this is the case, Yu'er will go for a trip."

He put Qiao Yu down, personally hugged her big man, and rubbed her head.

"Go quickly, wait for you in Yunxu Peak for the teacher." You run faster!

Qiao Yu opened his mouth in a proper manner.

"Yes, Master." No problem!

Chu Weichen saw that the head of the house took a step forward, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

was about to take people away, but he didn't want Qiao Yu to do a light job, so he slipped away in an instant.

Looking back at Mu Wanzhi, he ran fast, how could he look a little weak.

Chu Weichen: "."

Xiaonan Mountain, Yunxu Peak.

Here, there is still some distance away from the teacher's door, quiet and few people, and it is a place of retreat and practice.

It's a little more bitter.

Two simple blue-tiled gray houses, a small courtyard.

In the courtyard, the small red stove is burning brightly, and the snow is boiling.

Tasteful and warm.

This is the place where Qiao Yu has lived for nine years since he was a child.

It's even closer than the Qiao family.

The tree in the yard was something she used to climb when she was a child.

Originally, a chicken shed was built.

The master and apprentice did it themselves, but it didn't take long for them to be troublesome and smelly, so they were all slaughtered and eaten, leaving only a shed, and they were all about to collapse.

There is also a stone table.

Play chess and play chess right here.

Behind the stone table, there is actually a pit, when I was a child, I was greedy for fun, and I smashed a baby piano from the master, and she dug it secretly.

Here, all the memories of her nine years have been occupied.

After half a year's absence, coming here again warms her heart.

"What are you doing in a daze, go in quickly, the teacher's leg is going to be broken."

Mu Wanzhi walked into the house, beating his old legs, the face of the jade carving was almost white and transparent, and his breath was a little weaker.

"I'm old for the teacher, and I'm useless, and I'm tired when I walk."

“.”

Shepherd is not old, on the contrary, very young.

This year is only twenty-five, and when Qiao Yu was accepted as an apprentice, he was just a teenager.

Xin Chou in the spring.

Sixteen-year-old Mu Wanzhi meets six-year-old Qiao Yu.

Since then, she has been a father and a mother, and she has grown up.

Teach her to learn words, teach her knowledge, teach her to be a person, and teach her to play.

The Qiao family tried to train Qiao Yu to be a stable heir.

But Mu Wanzhi tried to let her under this rule, not lose her childhood, and she could play and cause trouble.

What goes to the house to uncover the tiles and dig out the birds' eggs, and go down to the river to fish and be lazy.

He taught it.

Just the last time Qiao Yu asked Chu Weichen to write a paper, it was also a habit that Mu Wanzhi secretly did homework for her.

Qiao Yu took off his boots, ran to the tea case, and lay in his arms.

Mu Bangzhi looked out through the window lattice.

"Your senior brother is too old-fashioned, so he won't beat us up for a little report."

Qiao Yu looked at the door.

"I locked the courtyard gate, and they couldn't get in."

Mu Wanzhi immediately appreciated:

"Yu'er is smart." After speaking, he frowned slightly: "It's just that this dinner, I'm afraid no one will deliver it." ”

When it came to dinner, Qiao Yu made another small report.

"If the elder brother is angry, he will make a table of carrots."

Carrot!

Mu Bangzhi's face darkened.

He hates carrots the most.

The master and apprentice have exactly the same temperament and preferences.

Mu Wanzhi rubbed Qiao Yu's head.

"Have pity on me."

After speaking, as if remembering something, he took out two bags of crispy noodles from the small wooden cabinet behind the tea case.

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up.

"And the bear noodles!"

"Of course." Mu Wanmei's eyes swept away, and she was a little proud: "At the end of last month, I thought you were coming back soon, so I sneaked down the mountain as a teacher and bought some of your favorite food." ”

Qiao Yu looked at the small wooden cabinet.

Really.

A cabinet of small snacks!

Qiao Yu pinched the dough cake and crackled.

"I know that Master is the best!"

Mu Wanzhi's warm eyes smiled dotingly, but the small snack in his hand was not opened.

Check your schoolwork tomorrow.

He thought to himself.

Don't look at the shepherd's unreliability, but he doesn't dare to slack off when he inherits the responsibility of teaching.

He got up, added charcoal to the stove, and took out the unfinished smelt, ready to finish.

Qiao Yu took aim at this big piece.

The black big is very atmospheric.

"Here you go, I'll try it later, it's almost ready."

Mu Bangzhi's voice is gentle.

Qiao Yu looked at his hands that threaded the needle, and his thoughts drifted away.

When she was young, Mingying's mother knitted a scarf with her own hands, and she was envious.

She shouted for Master to knit one for her too.

It's just that the master's hands can hold a pen to compose poems and paint, but this is the first time to touch these.

However, Master has always been used to her.

I secretly studied for a long time, and I also knitted one.

Since then, what other people's mothers will and won't do, she, the master, will learn from it, try to satisfy her, and never let her envy others.

Except, of course, for cooking.

It was late at night.

In the air, the stove was blazing.

Mu Wanzhi bit the broken thread and shook his cloak with satisfaction.

"Come on, Yu'er, try it."

He looked back at her.

Qiao Yu was still holding his energy and looking at him, but in the end, the family was more relaxed, so he leaned directly on the desk and fell asleep.

Mu Wanzhi's warm eyes smiled.

Gently stood up, put the big man down, picked her up and put her on the bed, and stuffed two more soup women to prevent her from getting cold.

After doing this, he went to the courtyard and opened the door.

"Master."

Chu Weichen obviously waited for a long time, and his body was covered with falling snow.

"What? Yu'er came back this time, but just to look at me, the master, they can't stand it? ”

Mu Bangzhi's voice was cold.

Where is there a look of inconsistency in front of Qiao Yu.

(End of chapter)