Shopkeeper Lu smiled bitterly: "That's the case. ”

His people followed the village girl all the way to Zhupo Village, and confirmed that it was just an ordinary village girl living in a mountain village.

Diao Youde asked: "Do you know what kind of martial arts this village girl is?" ”

Martial arts, according to strength, from low to high, are divided into nine to one grade.

He Diao Youde is now at the peak of the eighth grade, and he has few opponents in Baiyun County, even if he is Zhong Zhutou, he will sell him a few thin noodles.

Shopkeeper Lu doesn't practice martial arts, how do you know what kind of product Yang Mu is? Hurriedly told a group of big men looking for teeth that day.

Diao Youde looked thoughtfully at the newly inlaid mouth full of teeth of the shopkeeper Lu, and thought to himself.

The group of big men that Shopkeeper Lu was looking for before were just powerful people with no grade, not people in the martial arts.

According to the battle scene between Yang Mu and these dozen or so people, the village girl has great strength, and it should be the realm of eight grades.

But can a village girl practice martial arts to the eight-grade realm?

Diao Youde doesn't believe it.

Shopkeeper Lu saw that Diao Youde didn't speak, so he urged: "Master Diao, look at this matter......

Diao Youde came back to his senses and hesitated slightly: "Brother Lu, it stands to reason that if you let me do something, I will have to do it for you without saying a word." But the other party is a practitioner, and, according to what Brother Lu said, I am afraid that he is still a master of the eighth grade, and the brothers below me will inevitably suffer some losses......"

How could the shopkeeper Lu not know what Diao Youde meant? He hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Master Diao, I'm a brother, how can I embarrass you?" ”

As he spoke, he took out a delicate snuffbox from his bosom.

Anyone who knows Diao Youde knows that this person has three hobbies: money, women, and snuff bottles.

Diao Youde reached out and took the snuff bottle, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but praise: "Good goods!" ”

Shopkeeper Lu's hanging heart was relaxed.

Although this snuff bottle is not cheap, it can solve the little village girl, so as not to embarrass the young master of the Miao family after he comes, even if it is worth it.

Diao Youde accepted the gift, so naturally he would not shirk it anymore, and immediately agreed to the matter.

"I'll leave this matter to my brother! It's just that Brother Lu found a few big men last time, and he had to borrow them from his brother! ”

Diao Youde smiled insidiously, he wanted to make this little village girl completely unable to turn over!

……

Here, Yang Mu didn't know that Shopkeeper Lu and Diao Youde were calculating themselves.

Because she had to wait for the boy in white, she delayed for some time, and did not get on the donkey cart of the old man, so she had to walk back to the village by herself.

Since it was a walk back, she didn't have to take the big road, she took a detour to a closer path.

Passing by a vegetable patch, she saw an old woman in fur standing in front of a mound of graves, seemingly weeping.

The grave that Yang Mu knew, it was the husband and wife tomb of his adoptive father Yang Dong and Yang Mu Cao Xiaoxue.

Yang Mu stood on the country road, looked at the old man in fur from a distance, and had the heart to go up and ask who it was.

The old man seemed to have suddenly discovered Yang Mu, turned his head to look at her, and then turned to leave.

Yang Mu walked to the grave, looked at the paper money and the burning fire in that place, and secretly thought about the identity of the old man.

Be...... Cao Xiaoxue's mother, right? The bandit female king Cao Peony.

Cao Peony is the daughter of the bandits of Jiguan Mountain, and later inherited the family property, became the female king of Jiguan Mountain, and later recruited her son-in-law Wu Dawan and gave birth to her daughter Cao Xiaoxue.

After Cao Xiaoxue recruited her son-in-law Yang Dong, she had to follow Yang Dong down the mountain, and Cao Peony broke off the mother-daughter relationship with her daughter since then.

However, as a mother, I still couldn't hold back, so I came to put incense on the pillar of incense and burn some paper money for my daughter who died early.

Yang Mu sighed faintly, she was an orphan, she had never felt family affection, and she didn't quite understand why Cao Peony was a stranger to her daughter on the surface, but in private she came to burn paper money.

Since you have a daughter in your heart, wouldn't it be nice to reconcile with her while she is alive?

She didn't understand Cao Peony's contradictory heart, and she was afraid that the fire would cause a fire, so she couldn't just walk away.

So, it wasn't until the fire burned out that she left here and went home.

Because he came back late, Yang Mu bought some ready-made steamed buns, heated them, gave them to everyone, and boiled fish soup.

The father and son of the Chen family left tomorrow morning, and Yang Mu wanted to make them something delicious, so he went to the back mountain in the afternoon, and with the physique of the European Emperor, he picked up a deer and two rabbits in the trap.

The nets along the river are also full of fish.

In the afternoon, she went to the county seat and sold the deer for forty taels of silver, and the rabbit was left to eat roast rabbit meat in the evening.

She sold some of the live fish and the rest for grilled fish and fish soup.

At dinner, the youngest son of the Chen family secretly wiped his tears, and Mu Meizi's cooking was so delicious that he didn't want to leave.

If it weren't for the fact that Mu Meizi already had a father-in-law, he would have wanted to marry Mu Meizi and go home.

Mu Dalang received the resentful eyes of the youngest son of the Chen family, and his heart was inexplicable, and his face did not show it at all, but he just looked at the youngest son of the Chen family with the eyes of Gujing Wubo.

With this look, the youngest son of the Chen family looked weak, and he went to eat.

While everyone was eating, Qiuqiu took advantage of the unpreparedness and dismantled the table legs of the East House.

Yang Mu touched Qiuqiu's fleshy head with praise, and gave a fragrant kiss.

Then Yang Mu hugged the lame table to find Mu Dalang, and she had a reason not to practice calligraphy!

"Na, I also want to practice calligraphy, but unfortunately the situation doesn't allow it!"

Mu Dalang looked at Yang Mu's smug smile and silently pointed to his table in the West House.

"My desk is for you." When it wasn't deep, Mu Dalang held back a smile.

Yang Mu's face collapsed instantly, he took a deep breath, and went to Westinghouse to practice calligraphy.

Mu Dalang washes dishes in the stove house.

He can't cook, but he is a good hand at lighting the fire and washing dishes.

Now that he is gradually recovering, he can even lift half a bucket of water, and the water in the tank today is what he slowly beats.

The Chen family father and son built a platform for the well in the backyard to prevent Yang Shi from accidentally falling.

In the yard, Black Big Tooth finished today's dinner and continued to lie in the yard, bathed in the bright moonlight, emo alone.

Yang Mu came out after practicing the words, moved a small bench and sat next to the big black tooth, stuffed the small radish toy next to it into its arms, and asked curiously: "Why don't you get depressed when you eat, and when you finish eating, you are depressed?" ”

It's so strange that when eating, this dog's eyes are brighter than anyone else's, and his big tail is wagging into a propeller.

But as soon as I finished eating, I was listless again.

The big black tooth glanced at Yang Mu and hugged the little radish tighter.

Yang Mu sighed and said, "When I was in Lao Yang's house before, you couldn't eat enough, you couldn't sleep warmly, and you didn't see you depressed. But as soon as you came to me, you became depressed. Could it be that you are too full? How many meals will I starve you for? ”

How many times did the big black tooth roll his eyes, hungry?

No, no, no, it's determined not to go hungry anymore.

Hei Daya stretched out his tongue and licked Yang Mu's hand, his small eyes flattering.

Yang Mu was stunned, this ...... Do you understand?