Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

Zhang Wuya, who was standing by, smiled softly and said jokingly, "Youniang, what else could they do? Maybe they just had a meal and chatted for a while. Just like you and your friends, don't you often chat for an entire afternoon?"

When Xiao Youniang heard this, she felt that her sister's words made sense. A relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she turned around and devoted herself to her daily routine of boxing practice.

At dawn the next day, Tan Yulin made an exception and appeared in Zhang Mingyi's class, which surprised the latter and made him even more confused.

"You, are you here just to listen to my story?"

Zhang Ming asked half jokingly and half seriously.

Tan Yulin smiled mysteriously and pointed towards the back door. His eyes flashed with the cunning unique to teenagers, and it was clear that he was planning a secret truancy action.

It was morning reading time, and the students were reading the Four Books and Five Classics aloud in unison. Zhang Mingyi had already memorized those ancient and sacred chapters.

So, while the teacher wasn't paying attention, the two of them quietly left the classroom filled with the sound of reading and walked towards a quiet grove deep in the campus.

"It's quiet and peaceful here, a perfect place to tell a story. Come on, let's get started."

Tan Yulin couldn't contain his excitement and urged urgently.

Zhang Mingyi smiled slightly, and then opened up the bizarre world of "Journey to the West", telling the legendary stories with vivid language and rich imagination.

However, the bell for the first class rang at an inopportune time, and Zhang Mingyi had to urge Tan Yulin to return to class, otherwise their secret story time would have to come to an end.

For the rest of the day, whenever the bell for break rang, Tan Yulin would follow Zhang Mingyi closely like a shadow.

Zhang Mingyi secretly regretted it, and seemed to have inadvertently ignited the passion of a story fanatic.

After finally getting through school, Zhang Mingyi found an excuse to leave early and sneaked back home, informing the shop assistants Awang and Afu in advance: "If anyone comes looking for me, just say they haven't seen me come back yet."

Not long after, Tan Yulin arrived as promised, and Ah Fu followed his instructions and told him the truth.

However, Tan Yulin was not anxious because of this. Instead, he sat down calmly at the stone table in the backyard and waited quietly, as if he had infinite patience.

Zhang Mingyi peeked at Tan Yulin outside through the gap in the window and felt both angry and amused at his persistence.

In order to avoid being entangled again, he decided to stay away from the attack for the time being.

After all, once he shows up, I'm afraid tonight will be another sleepless night.

At the same time, An Zihao, who was recovering, slowly walked out of the bedroom, intending to take a walk in the courtyard and breathe fresh air, but unexpectedly he met Tan Yulin who was waiting for him.

Tan Yulin looked An Zihao up and down, wondering why this young man, who was only slightly older than himself, exuded such a suffocating aura of majesty.

In Yanzhou, Tan Yulin was considered a well-known person and few people feared him, but in front of this person, for some reason, he couldn't help but feel a little dreadful.

An Zihao didn't like chatting with strangers. His sharp eyes quickly swept over Tan Yulin, and he secretly guessed in his heart that this person might be the classmate of the young master of the Zhang family.

But in Tan Yulin's eyes, the scene was completely different.

Who is this guy?

He stared at me blankly and didn't even say hello when we met. People in the academy are the most polite.

Under the pressure of the aura of the superior, Tan Yulin was flustered and stammered, "Um, um... Zhang... Is Zhang Mingyi back?"

"He has not yet returned home."

An Zihao responded calmly, then sat down on the stone bench opposite him. There seemed to be an indescribable tranquility around him.

An awkward silence filled the air. Tan Yulin felt uncomfortable all over and had to bow reluctantly, saying, "Since Zhang Mingyi is not here, I will take my leave first."

An Zihao only nodded slightly in response.

Just at this moment, Xiao Youniang and her friends had just returned from the market selling potatoes, and happened to see Tan Yulin trying to leave in a hurry.

"Who is that? It looks like Tan Yulin! He's so anxious, is he having a conflict with Brother Mingyi?"

Xiao Youniang looked at the back of the carriage going away, confused and puzzled.

When Zhang Mingyi saw that Tan Yulin had finally left, he leisurely opened the door and walked out slowly with a look of relief on his face.

An Zihao looked surprised: "Since Master Zhang is at home, why don't you come out and see me?"

Zhang Mingyi poured himself a glass of water, shook his head gently, and said with a smile: "Oh, don't mention it. It was all because I told him the beginning of a story, but he insisted that I finish it. That story cannot be finished in one day."

In addition to An Zihao's subtle curiosity, the young girl, who had just stepped into the house and had the fresh air of the outdoors on her face, couldn't wait to join the conversation before she even had her feet firmly planted. There was a hint of childish playfulness and curiosity in her voice: "Hey, what are you all talking about? What's the fascinating story that makes the atmosphere at home so lively?"

"Dad, Mom, Big Sister, Second Sister, you are finally back!"

When Zhang Ming heard the noise, he quickly put down what he was holding and walked quickly forward, his tone filled with joy of reunion after a long separation.

There was a hint of relief in his words, as if the return of his family had given him more peace of mind and support.

Xiao Youniang obviously didn't intend to let go of this topic easily. She followed Zhang Mingyi's footsteps, her eyes sparkling with curiosity, and asked: "Hey, Mingyi, tell me, what is the story that is so mysterious that makes everyone so fascinated?"

Zhang Ming took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, then he slowly recounted how Tan Yulin had invited him to the quaint teahouse the day before, where he had listened to the storyteller's vivid narration of those legendary experiences, and how he had enthusiastically retold the wonderful excerpts from "Journey to the West" in the academy today.

His description was vivid and detailed, as if the vivid scenes were reappearing before his eyes, moving all the listeners.

"I told you, you're not that simple-minded. You're not here just for tea and snacks."

Xiao Youniang blinked at An Zihao in a pretentious manner, but then she suddenly realized something. A sly look flashed across her eyes, and she changed the subject, "Hey, brother, after hearing what you said, I suddenly have an idea, but..."

She deliberately dragged out the last word, as if she realized that this might not be a topic suitable for discussion in public.

An Zihao seemed a little embarrassed. He subconsciously rubbed the tip of his nose and muttered to himself: What kind of trick is this? Is there anything that an outsider like me cannot know?

But on second thought, as a man of profound cultivation and extensive knowledge, he really didn't have much interest in the little secrets of ordinary people in the secular world.

Under the eager and slightly expectant gazes of the three Zhang siblings, An Zihao coughed slightly, and with a slightly awkward look on his face, he found an excuse to withdraw from the discussion: "Um... I, I think I should go back to my room and read a book."

Although these words were an excuse, they also revealed his indifferent attitude towards the troubled world.