Qiuniang regained her composure, quickly lowered her head, and bowed slightly: "Mr. Hua, hello, I am Xiaoyan's mother. I heard from Xiaoyan that you have taken good care of her in the past two and a half months, and I... Thank you. Without you, I don't know what situation Xiaoyan would be in now."

Hua Zhaoying smiled faintly: "Without me, Xiaoyan's current situation should not be too bad, but it is not as good as it is now. You are also very good, and you gave birth to a good daughter."

Qiuniang smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer the conversation for a moment.

Although... this is my daughter's teacher, but the tone of the speech is really not like what a 20-year-old young man should talk to a 30-year-old middle-aged man.

of course……

Hua Zhaoying is not a 20-year-old young man either.

"Master, this is a special product of our hometown. I hope you don't dislike it. It's all our wishes." Mu Muyan and Qiu Niang walked to the coffee table in the garden with big and small bags, and put everything on the table.

"Well, thank you." Facing such an intimate scene, Hua Zhaoying didn't know how to deal with it.

"Then..." Mu Yan also felt the embarrassment in the air, "Then I will send my mother down the mountain."

"Does your mother live in Yunji City?"

"Not yet, I want to find one for her at the foot of the mountain."

Hua Zhaoying said: "Then live in this academy?"

Wan Muyan was taken aback for a moment: "Is it possible?"

"can."

As time goes by, Mu Yan's strength will only become stronger and stronger, and her talent will soon amaze the comprehension world.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

The higher the talent, the greater the danger.

When the time comes, Hua Zhaoying doesn't want to stage a scene of mother-daughter love. Her mother is captured by a certain sect. Although Mu Yan is young, she resolutely sacrifices her life to save her mother.

In contrast, it is safer to live in the academy.

"That... that's great, but where do you live in this academy?"

Obviously, it is impossible for Qiuniang to live in the dormitory with Muyan and sleep in the same bunk.

But the teacher... that is absolutely impossible, it's too strange.

As soon as Mu Yan asked the question, Croja, the teaching director of Zhengdao Academy in purple robe, appeared in the garden.

Croya came over and nodded slightly to Hua Zhaoying: "Mr. Hua, what do you want me to do?"

"This is Xiaoyan's mother. Arrange a place to live in the college. Don't be too close to the door. It's safer and better."

"This..." Croja showed embarrassment, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Since Zhengdao Academy was established, there has never been a precedent for parents of students living in the school.

"What? What's the problem?"

"No……"

Of course, since the establishment of Zhengdao Academy, there has never been a precedent for hiring a monk at the peak of the white level as a teacher.

At the same time, there is no precedent for a student in the first grade who can break through to seven, and it is three at the same time.

Alright alright……

You are justified, and you can do whatever you want.

"Then please take this lady to check in."

"Okay..." Croya scratched his head nervously, "Madam, please follow me."

Qiuniang looked at Muyan nervously. After all, it was the first time she came to Yunji City, and she was unfamiliar with the place, so she was going to leave with a strange man. Of course, she was a little scared.

Mu Yan looked at Hua Zhaoying with a questioning look in her eyes.

Seeing Hua Zhaoying nodded slightly, Mu Yan said, "Mother, I'll go with you."

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