The goddess of manufacturing who travels through the ninja world

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On the path outside the house, only a carriage stopped. A man in soap clothes who frightened him lay down under the carriage. The curtain opened, and a slender figure stepped down on a stool, followed by a woman in luxurious clothes.

Bai Yi was confused. He hadn't seen his youngest brother in many years. He only remembered that when his father was still alive, he took Bai Ning away, saying that he wanted to marry his eldest brother a wife so that he could continue the family tradition. , and later he learned that his father had sold Bai Ning into the palace. He remembered that when Bai Ning left that day, he was only as high as his chest, with long black hair. Although his face was dirty, he was very handsome. The big eyes are lively, as if they can talk.

Many times, Bai Yi would sit on the field and think of such a younger brother, thinking that he would never see him again in his life. Now that my brother is back, he is back as a high official, but will he...will he blame us?

At this time, with that weird silver hair and that frightening robe, he was excited and frightened every time he took a step forward. When the person walked up to him, Bai Yi found that he was only as tall as the other person's shoulders. He carefully raised his head and confirmed in a low voice: "Xiao...Xiao Ning?"

"Um…."

Under the silver hair, the face had vaguely familiar outlines, and he simply replied, "It's me...I'm back."

....

The man in red clothes sobbed, then suddenly covered his face with his rough hands and started crying. Bai Muchiu's cold gaze melted slightly, and there was a slight pain in his heart. He knew that it was the throbbing of blood connected to this body, a family affection that belonged to this body itself.

Some things and some emotions will not be cut off due to the barrier of identity.

Alas - Bai Muchiu sighed slightly in his heart and put his arm around his second brother's shoulders, "Bai Ning is back. Your youngest brother is back. You should be happy."

The farmer with his head buried in his chest nodded, with a bright smile on his weathered face. He wanted to grab Bai Muchiu's hand, but when he saw the extremely luxurious palace robe, he rubbed his hands in embarrassment. He quickly ran to the house, moved a few worn-out low stools, and placed them in the courtyard with the benches.

"Xiao Ning, second brother's house is small, dirty and messy, so don't go in and sit." Bai Yi said honestly, wiping the stool with his usually precious clothes, "Let's sit in the courtyard. , it’s bright here... hehe... it’s bright.”

Then he invited Xifu to sit down. She smiled and sat down next to Bai Muchiu. She didn't care much about the surrounding environment, or it could be said that her old house was even worse than this one.

When she got the small bottle, she glanced at the black stool, shook her head and said, "After riding all day, I just want to stand."

Cao Shaoqin said: "The Sa family is a servant. When the governor is sitting, the Sa family must be on guard. The second brother should not be too polite."

"Okay... I am the Governor... My second brother told you to sit down, so sit down for me." Bai Muchiu handed the scroll in his hand to Xifu, and his tone couldn't help but become a little harder.

The two of them found a bench and sat down. Xiao Ping'er muttered, "If I had known better, I would have stayed behind with Luan Tingyu to distribute gifts."

Among the five people, only Bai Muchiu and the second brother Bai Yi took care of the family affairs. Occasionally, Xifu would intervene and say a few words, but they were all incoherent words, but they also livened up the atmosphere between the two. When he heard that his younger brother was already a popular figure around the emperor, Bai Yi's head stiffened a bit. When he later mentioned that he was in charge of a yamen, he didn't care anymore.

In his opinion, a yamen might be similar to that of a county magistrate.

Xifu's stomach suddenly rang when she arrived, and she exclaimed: "Mr., I'm so hungry..."

Bai Yi stood up with a red face and said a little embarrassedly: "Which... Second brother was only happy... and forgot to cook... Second brother will go and do it now."

As he said that, he stood up and walked to the chicken coop not far away. He opened the cage door. There was only an old hen inside, and there were two warm eggs in the henhouse. It is not difficult to tell that it is the hen specially used for laying eggs in the house, and it is the only poultry.

"Forget it, second brother, let the younger brother's people come."

Bai Muchiu stopped him from killing the hen, and then clapped his hands. Gao Yanei and Xiao Chenzi, who were accompanying him, quickly called for help to carry the diners over and set up a stove to cook. After all, it was impossible to travel far away without an accompanying cook.

The meal didn't take long, and a table was soon filled with dishes that Bai Yi had never seen before. Seeing that he didn't dare to move his chopsticks, he took the initiative to pick up vegetables and put them in his bowl, "Ben... I remember there is a third sister at home... where is the third sister?"

Bai Muchiu was holding dishes and talking, but there was no expression on her face.

"This this…."

Bai Yi hesitated for a moment and patted his thigh. He thought that since his younger brother was a high official and a celebrity around the emperor, what else was there to be afraid of? He immediately told him about the situation of his third sister Bai Ti.

After hearing this, Cao Shaoqin put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up with the white dragon sword in hand, and greeted dozens of Fanzi people to leave.

Bai Yi watched the person go away at a loss, and whispered: "Xiao Ning, second... second brother, did you say something wrong?"

"Brother..."

Bai Muchiu patted him on the back and comforted him: "You are right, someone did something wrong."

Bai Yi didn't know what the words meant, so he nodded blankly and concentrated on eating. Soon after the meal, the afternoon sun was still shining brightly. Xifu went to the carriage to take a rest, while Bai Muchiu looked at the book in his hand.

"Brother...what are you looking at?" Bai Yi leaned over and took a look.

"It's just a Buddhist scripture...to nourish the mind."

Bai Muchiu didn't look up. After saying something, suddenly there was a noise in front of him, and then, a person was thrown to the ground and lay at his feet.

He raised his head and stared at the wealthy person, then moved back and saw a woman in her twenties with a delicate face, somewhat similar to himself, but with many wrinkles on her face, making her look much older.

The woman was embarrassed and trembling. When she saw Bai Yi, her eyes lit up and she rushed over, hugged him and cried bitterly. Her hands covered with calluses and wounds kept patting Bai Yi's back. .

"Third sister, don't cry yet...don't cry yet...look who that is." Bai Yi pointed over.

"I don't care who you are, I know the prefect, this white-haired one, I remember you." The man on the ground cursed loudly, and then a sword was inserted into his thigh, piercing it.

Bai Yi and the woman shrank back in fright. Bai Yi hurriedly said: "Brother... you must not kill anyone. That is against the law and will ruin your future."

"Brother?" The woman seemed to have poor eyesight. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Bai Muchiu carefully. She walked slowly over but did not dare to touch her, "You...you...are Bai Ning?"

Bai Muchiu did not agree or deny, but stared at the man on the ground indifferently, "Brother... the people who talk to me about the law will not end well." He waved his long sleeves and said, "If you look like an eyesore, pull him down and kill him. At home…”

Cao Shaoqin clasped his fists: "When my subordinates came back, they had already done it."

Bai Ti was not stupid and was horrified, "Brother, if you kill someone, you will be guilty of something. Second brother is right, it will ruin your future."

Bai Muchiu turned to look at her, and gently brushed her caring face with his hand. His voice was very soft and cold, "It's enough for me to be a slave at home..."

Immediately, he picked up the Buddhist scripture, tore it into pieces, and threw it on Tian Yuanwai who was dragged away. "Buddha's scripture... is really difficult to recite... I have a butcher's knife in my heart... Let's forget it..."

ps: I originally wanted to write a big chapter in the second update, but I’m so tired that I can’t keep my eyes open. I have to get up at 4 o’clock to go to work, so let’s do this for now, okay? And thank you for your tips, thank you!