Wen Erlang sighed heavily.

Then the Master was stunned. He trembled for a long time before he asked again, what is the matter with us relatives, and why do you want to toss me about going to school so much......

Uncle Shi also said that in ancient times, his mother moved to study for her son three times, and we, ordinary people, in order to choose a good teacher and a good school, what is it to toss. The Master's face was immediately darkened by anger......"

Jiang Wancheng imagined that scene for a moment, and instantly felt funny, and felt a little sympathetic to the old master Zheng.

Sure enough, it's the master, and he won't give face to anyone.

Presumably, the master was really angry this time.

Jiang Wancheng was scolded by the old master Zheng, but at this moment, he felt a little pitiful.

After all, he loves to revisit Erlang's heart, and it's true.

However, there was indeed nothing wrong with Master's reply.

Although the old master Zheng is indeed a little learned, he is too pedantic, he is not very suitable for being a teacher, Jiang Wancheng once even had some doubts about whether he would bring Wen Erlang's bad character instead.

In this life, Wen Erlang did not embark on the path of traitorous development, so even if it was not the current trend to choose to force her to move, she also planned to discuss with Wen Chaoyan if she had the opportunity to change places for Wen Erlang to go to school.

When Feng Lao saw Jiang Wancheng's attitude, he was immediately proud.

"That old thing, I don't have a good word to say, I get annoyed when I listen to it! If he starts to talk well, I won't be like that. ”

Jiang Wancheng said in her heart: Master, it is a waste that you have not become a great Confucian scholar in your life. In modern times, he is also a master of debate.

Wen Erlang didn't blame Feng Lao, but after all, Old Master Zheng was the first teacher he had officially worshiped in his life, so he was also a little sad in his heart.

"As I was leaving, I saw the Master turn his back as if he were wiping tears from his eyes."

When Jiang Wancheng heard this, she was also very sad in her heart.

Seeing Wen Erlang's little face, she lowered her voice and asked him softly, "Have you said goodbye to your master?" Kowtow to him? ”

Wen Erlang nodded, "Goodbye." ”

Jiang Wancheng nodded when he heard this.

"That's fine. Erlang, life is like this. Come and go, stop and go. There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, where is there no meeting in life? You've got to figure it out for yourself. ”

Wen Erlang's life before the age of seven was that Wushan, his brother and sister.

But since Jiang Wancheng appeared in his life, he began to know more and more people, and the more he loved, the more things he loved.

From eating, to seeing.

From ruthless to affectionate.

From being vigilant and defensive about everything around him, to gradually becoming humane......

Wen Erlang is indeed a little confused about his current self.

But there is no dissatisfaction......

Yes.

It is a small world?

I'll see you again.

When leaving Zhaojia Village, Zhao Qian and Zhao Wu came to see them off.

"Feng Lao, girl, Erlang."

"The village chief and Brother Zhao Liang sent our brothers here to see you off. This is the incense paper money donated by everyone to Da Langjun, please burn it to him in front of Da Langjun's grave after you go back. ”

Zhao Wu handed over a basket.

There was a basket full of baskets of incense candles and paper money, Jiang Wancheng was embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but Feng Lao accepted it.

Feng Lao smiled and said, "Okay, after we go back, we will immediately burn them all to Wen Dalang!" ”

Jiang Wancheng: ......

Master, you really don't have to take it too seriously.

Jiang Wancheng: "How can this be done?" It doesn't have to be that ......."

Zhao Qian stepped forward to interrupt her polite detachment, "Make it!" Lady Jiang, if it weren't for Da Langjun sacrificing his life to protect him, there might be some orphans left in our village now. ”

"Yes, girl. Everyone has seen and heard about the situation in some of the villages next door. Da Langjun is indeed the benefactor of our village, we will always remember him! ”

"In the future, everyone will burn incense for him, so you can rest assured."

As he spoke, the two of them even had red eyes together.

It can be seen that Wen Chaoyan is indeed a hero in the minds of the two of them now......

Jiang Wancheng: ......

It is difficult to say that there are people who are still alive, but they are already going to be worshiped by the living.

I don't know if she can receive these incense from the Lord.

Zhao Gan: "If you want to come back in the future, come back at any time!" This will always be your home! ”

On this day, Jiang Wancheng felt everyone's enthusiasm and was indeed a little moved.

Since the master took it, Jiang Wancheng also thanked the two of them for helping each other a lot, so he stepped forward and said to them Yingying: "Thank you for the two eldest brothers, and thank you for everyone's concern for my brother." In this way, it will be over, and there will be a period later. ”

Bidding farewell to Zhao Qian and Zhao Wu, Jiang Wancheng and the three of them led the donkeys and horses full of bags and walked back.

When you come, you ride a horse and a donkey, and go back to walk.

However, now that I'm used to it, I don't feel bored while enjoying the spring scenery.

The three of them talked and laughed, and soon arrived on the mountain road.

When passing by the river, Jiang Wancheng remembered that she was pitted into the river by the third master of the Qingyue Building here, and she was almost frozen to death in the river at that time!

But afterwards, fortunately she ran fast, otherwise if she was involved, I don't know what else she would be pitted by the third master.

Just as he was thinking, a rough man suddenly jumped out of the grass on the side of the road.

"Stop!"

The big man was burly and strong, comparable to Jiang Wancheng's body size when he first saw Wen Chaoyan.

However, Wen Chaoyan was more stuffed with thick stuff at that time, and now, wearing a much thinner spring coat, it should be real, full of strong flesh.

Just the body shape is very scary.

He also held a machete in his hand, and his face was covered so that it was impossible to see his face.

"Yo? In these ten miles and eight villages, there are still people who dare to rob the old man? ”

Feng Lao smiled angrily, and for a while he was not in a hurry to take out the poison to fight quickly, but stared at the big man in front of him curiously and asked, "Boy, where are you from?" What for? ”

Seeing that none of the three of them showed the slightest look of horror on their faces, the strong man immediately waved the machete in his hand and threatened: "Lao Tzu is here to ask for your life!" Especially you, push her out of Lao Tzu-"

The strong man pointed at Jiang Wancheng and said.

Jiang Wancheng also pointed at herself, surprised: "...... me?" ”

This strong man, is he coming for people?

Jiang Wancheng and Feng Lao glanced at each other very quickly, and they both immediately realized that this person was indeed here for a purpose.

And the target is her!

Why are they so sure?

First of all, they had horses and donkeys in their hands, and these two possessions were very valuable.

These ten miles and eight villages are not said to be horses, even donkeys are rare!

There is an ox cart in this village, which is amazing, and if there is a donkey cart, it is a rich family in ten miles and eight villages.

Therefore, this horse is a rarity that many people have never seen in their lives.

Of course, people who have been out of the village, or to the town, or to the county have seen these things, it is a different matter.

And not only that, Jiang Wancheng and they not only brought horses and donkeys at the moment, they also brought a lot of goods!

The goods were full of donkeys and horses, and this man didn't even care.

He doesn't rob.

He wants their lives!

In other words, he only wants Jiang Wancheng's life. (End of chapter)