The slow and silent sunset, the ordinary and satisfying dinner, filled with a faint warmth in this small courtyard.

This Master Wen Cangbo was by no means a gentle master, and he was even known as a stern among the disciples, and the disciples who had been taught by him were not in awe of him.

He had been pondering in his heart, and it wasn't until he took the last bite that he realized that Fu Xiaowa on the other side was swallowing saliva and looking at it with his eyes. As if discovering his attention, Fu Xiaowa hurriedly drifted his gaze away.

"Who are you?" Scholar Wen Cangbo's expression suddenly became serious, this was the first time he had asked so seriously.

Fu Xiaowa was a little confused by the question, he didn't know how to answer this question for a while, he scratched his head and said, "I, I'm Fu Xiaowa!"

"Why did you come to Tiandu Academy!"

"Naturally, it is to make the kung fu stronger and more beneficial!" Fu Xiaowa said in a rustic manner.

"What are you learning Kung Fu for?"

Fu Xiaowa's expression became a little solemn, he hesitated a little, and finally said truthfully: "I learned kung fu to better protect the people around me, but now, I have another reason, that is, to bring the murderer of my master to justice, so I have to do all my best now to catch up, regardless of the chase!"

As he spoke, Fu Xiaowa's fists were already clenched, and his eyes burst with anger.

"You must know that with the purpose of revenge, Tiandu Academy will not accept you!"

"I know, but you are my benefactor. I don't want to deceive and hide from you, until now, I still miss my master, from you, I see his shadow, so I can't help but want to fulfill the unfinished filial piety!" As he spoke, Fu Xiaowa's eyes were full of tears.

Courtyard Master Wen Cangbo was silent.

At noon the next day, the sun was still shining, and I knew that I was crying desperately in this hot weather. Under the shade of a tree behind the dining hall, Fu Xiaowa was sitting and wondering where to find food.

At this moment, a horse-drawn carriage came from under the tree-lined road. The camels in the cart were not food. It's firewood. At this time, the firewood groom looked around a little, but still no one came out to answer, so he shouted: "Mazi, do you want your firewood?"

Yesterday that pockmark ran out of the kitchen. Seeing this firewood coming. He said angrily: "That damn handyman has gone. I really want to quit him!"

Fu Xiaowa saw that the man named Mazi was worried, so he walked over from under the shade of the tree and said, "Uncle, do you need help?"

As soon as the pockmark saw Fu Xiaowa appear. I thought Fu Xiaowa was a new handyman, but because he was a newcomer, he didn't know each other very well, so he didn't want to teach him a loud lesson, so he twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "What's the matter, I haven't seen anyone all day, go and move!"

"Good class!" Fu Xiaowa rolled up his sleeves, then lifted a bundle of firewood in one hand, and walked inside neatly. Fu Xiaowa's efficiency is very high, but there is a lot of firewood, a whole carriage, piled up as high as a hill.

Fu Xiaowa moved back and forth inside, the weather was so hot that he sweated profusely, and in less than a while, Fu Xiaowa was already soaking wet. The steward named Mazi didn't know where to go, and Fu Xiaowa carried the work that was originally done by three subordinates alone.

The horseman said approvingly: "You guy is good, it's much faster than the three people who unloaded firewood in the past, I used to have to wait for half a day, but now the time for half a pillar of incense has been unloaded, not bad!"

Fu Xiaowa wiped a handful of sweat and grinned: "This is my old business, I am familiar with it, come, I will sweep the car for you!"

Fu Xiaowa swept the carriage like yesterday, but there was no rice harvest today, and Fu Xiaowa was purely the type who liked to help. After cleaning the carriage, Fu Xiaowa jumped out of the carriage and waved his hand: "Okay, be careful all the way!"

The groom was quite satisfied with the service of the handyman, nodded and said, "Young man, it's pretty good!"

The coachman drove the carriage away, Fu Xiaowa patted the dirt on his body, and saw the pockmarked man come out and shouted: "Come, help, fill the vat with water!"

"Oh!" Fu Xiaowa answered, picked up the bucket, and skillfully helped carry water.

Fu Xiaowa helped to do a lot of things, he was covered in sweat, and he was very rigorous and meticulous in his work, so that Na Mazi couldn't be picky.

The cooks in the kitchen are busy stir-frying, and the handymen are often replaced, so they don't pay much attention, just shouting if they need anything.

Fu Xiaowa was busy in the back of the dining hall all afternoon, and there was always something to help. After being busy, I have to be busy with the front, and the table top cleaning in the canteen has to be busy.

Tiandu College is vast and huge, there are a large number of disciples living in the college every day, and the meal is an indispensable place, even if you have the money to go to the restaurant, you have to look at the near and far, usually the meal is still in the college meal.

By noon, you can see a tidal wave of disciples pouring in, filling the huge dining hall. The cafeteria turned into a sea of blue and white, which was the uniform dress of the college.

These disciples come in pairs and threes, talking and laughing, and noon is undoubtedly a happy and leisure time. I saw that in the center of the meal, there is a human-high ice crystal, this is the South China Sea ice crystal, extremely expensive, placed in the meal, the temperature drops suddenly, people feel comfortable from the hot outside into the meal.

In today's meal, some new faces appeared, and these new faces were the newly selected disciples this year. After these disciples were grouped, they finally began their formal college life, and this will be the place where they will come for a long time to come.

The rectangular table is carved from yellow rosewood, and the rows are very neat, and the disciples are also seated in an orderly manner, and familiar friends sit in a pile.

"Wow, the canteen of Tiandu Academy is so big, it's really amazing!"

"Yes, it's bigger than our county office!"

These are the voices of those new disciples, which make some old disciples disdainful, but these old disciples think back to how they didn't fall out like this back then.

The air began to be filled with the aroma of all kinds of dishes, all kinds of food are very exquisite, and there are many choices, the disciples can order according to their preferences, although the price is not cheap, but compared to the students who can enter the Tiandu Academy, these are not a big problem.

Fu Xiaowa skillfully put the finished dishes into the wooden bucket, and held the wooden bucket to collect them in the fast, like this handyman disciple has always been common, and he doesn't particularly care.

What made Fu Xiaowa feel pity was that some leftover steamed buns were thrown on the table, and the beggars outside the city were now hungry. Fu Xiaowa changed to a clean wooden barrel, carefully put away some leftover steamed buns, and found an opportunity to send them to beggars outside the city.

The apprentices of the academy are all freshly dressed and clean, with jewelry, and Fu Xiaowa, who comes and goes next to him and is not very clean after a day's work.

Just like every day, the qiē in the meal was calm and without waves, but at this time, there was a small commotion, and I saw that some disciples couldn't stop looking up while eating.

Fu Xiaowa was picking up the dishes and bowls on the table, only to hear the two disciples next to him, one fat and one thin, whispering to each other: "It's Zhao Xian'er......''' (To be continued.) )