Lian Jun

Mingyun, who was thousands of miles away, didn't know if he had sensed it, but he came back early, it was the twelfth lunar month.It will be Laba in a few days, just in time to drink Laba porridge.

On the festival day, Wei Chiqi brought a unique gift to his brothers for many years.

A thin child with curly ponytail and blue eyes was pushed in front of Ming Yun, facing a cold face, and an even colder face.

"I found you an apprentice." The owner of the young village smiled.

I have Jiang Tang, Ming Feng is around the Yin Yin every day, only Ming Yun, who neither takes the initiative to join the group for fun, but also stays alone all day long.Wei Chi felt that it was time to find a companion for his junior brother.

The big cold face and the small cold face looked at each other for a while, Ming Yun's face was expressionless, He'an was young after all, and his temper was not good enough, he couldn't hold back the serious and indifferent scrutiny gaze, and tried to suppress it with momentum, but failed.

Ming Feng looked like he was watching the show, squatting in front of the charcoal basin and turning over his chestnuts with fire chopsticks.

Finally Mingyun said: "I listen to the Young Master."

He has neither his own will nor any criticism of this little apprentice, just because the owner of the young village asked him to accept it, he accepts it.As for how to teach, I guess I haven't thought about it seriously.

"He'an..." Mr. Jiang, who came after him, pushed the stubborn child forward again, telling him to call out.

He'an was carefully taught by holding hands last night. He listened to Brother Tang the most. He frowned just like when he was forced to thank Wei Chixi last time, and shouted emphatically and without emotion.

"Master."

Ming Yun folded his arms and nodded, condescendingly looking down at this freshly baked apprentice, without even the word "um", and his expression was neither sad nor happy.There is no need to offer tea and kowtow, this is the gift of master and apprentice.

"Ming Yun, you have to treat people well." Ming Feng smiled sternly, poking the fire chopsticks in the charcoal, and his mouth was not idle building bridges and poking fire: "It doesn't matter what you teach, it's important It's to catch people, so that we can be young masters..."

"It's just your mouth!" The young master kicked him face to face, wanting to kick him into the charcoal.

Ming Feng, who was kicked, still had a hippie smile on his face, no matter how many steps he took to pat the shoe prints, he squatted in another direction.Smelling chestnut fragrance, I quickly picked out one to taste.

He'an reluctantly stood next to Mingyun, and the master finally spoke the first sentence to him.

He said, "Go."

To the point, he lifted his foot and walked out, He'an had no choice but to follow.

Jiang Tang got up immediately, put on the short winter drape that was untied when he entered the house, put it on the child, and quickly tied it with a knot.While doing the movements, he asked many anxiously: "Practice will be more difficult, and I will listen to your master in the future. If you are unsure, you can come to me. If you are inconvenient to go to the city, I will come to see you often..."

"Yeah, I know." He'an nodded, his eyes revealing some childish admiration and attachment.

Jiang Tang watched him go out with a smile on his face, happy for him from the bottom of his heart, there was a good place to go.Seeing the indescribable tenderness and patience, Wei Chixi ordered earnestly, feeling unspeakably sour.

It turns out that the young master who seems to need someone to take care of him is the most meticulous one when he really takes care of others.Feeling sorry for Mingfeng, he said he raised that little devil as his son...

As soon as Jiang Tang sat back in his seat, a big heavy head approached him.She leaned on his shoulder and whispered that he was too cold to bear.

Stretching out his hand, the innocent young man took it seriously and covered him seriously.Holding it to his lips, he took a breath of warm air, and asked him gently if he was still cold, and if he wanted to sit closer to the charcoal basin.

Mingfeng, who had seen the whole process clearly, had moved to a place where Wei Chiqi couldn't kick.It is said that the young master is of course cold, not only his hands are cold but his heart is also cold, he is also cold and sore.

"It's not enough to cover your hands, why don't you just sit in the brazier and heat it up!" Mingfeng smiled, pushed the charcoal basin towards the two people, quickly picked up the dried chestnuts with his hands and feet, and walked away Slip away without a trace.

Wei Chiqi felt for the first time that he, the young owner of the villa, was not dignified at all, and Mingfeng, a brat, never took himself seriously.On the contrary, she praised the aunt and grandma who made a lot of trouble at home like an ancestor, responding to every request and saying what she said was right.

When they went out, Wei Yinyin was riding back from the mountain on her little white horse.Hearing that Mr. Xiao came to celebrate the Laba Festival with their family, he rode back to the village excitedly.

Mingfeng only saw her in a bright red riding outfit, with high black silk and black boots and trousers.Holding a horsewhip in his hand, the silver light on his wrist guards, he is heroic in the wind and snow, pretty and energetic.

Ming Feng considers himself a layman, and he can't compare it to anything like a fish, a goose, a moon, a moon, and a flower. He only feels in his heart: it's so beautiful.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's still too late!" Wei Yinyin said on the horse, without anyone helping her, she stepped on the pedals and jumped off.

Mingfeng led the horse for her, took the whip and stuffed a cloth bag into Wei Yinyin's arms.Wei Yinyin held it in her hand, it was still warm, before she opened it, the little girl raised her eyebrows at him, her eyes were bright and she said: "I guessed it, it must be roasted chestnuts!"

"It's still guesswork?" Ming Feng laughed and said, "In Manzhuangzi, except for our eldest lady, who else loves to eat these things that are simmered in charcoal."

Taro sweet potatoes, chestnuts and hazelnuts all like to be buried in charcoal.Wei Chiqi detested the burning of charcoal, and Mrs. Wei disliked her dirty hands and dirty mouth.

"Just eat!" Wei Yinyin pouted and snorted.No one can stop what she wants.

He also asked himself if the set of sixteen fine steel flying knives that he had ordered at the weapons shop last month were ready.

Mingfeng advised her girl not to think about these knives and swords all the time, it's not appropriate to have too much murderous intent.In fact, the main reason is that Wei Yinyin is young and energetic, and with a little effort and the support of everyone, she will make a fuss about going to the rivers and lakes in the future.

Just like his brother back then, that's why old owner Wei let him and Mingyun follow Wei Chiqi.

Wei Yinyin hasn't thought about this level yet, but she just heard that the new master in the weapon shop is good at making small weapons like flying knives and flying needles, so she wants to get one.

Now I am in a hurry, and it is not for myself, but I heard that the brother of the He family in Mr. Xiao's shop is coming to Feiya Villa to learn from him.Then from now on, she is no longer the youngest junior sister, she should be considered a senior sister no matter what!Since she became someone's senior sister, she naturally wanted to give her a welcome gift.

That's why she urged her set of small flying knives.

After Mingfeng heard this, he was a little relieved.Said: "Even the new blue-eyed boy is polite. I have served the young miss all these years. How come you don't see me showing any courtesy?"

When Wei Yinyin heard this, she glanced at the other person's empty waist, and asked back: "Then I gave you so many purses, why don't you wear them?"

Ming Feng wanted to wear it too, but he couldn't go out with it...

Just like that, he admired Young Master Xiao Jiang the most, no matter how ugly or weird he was.Recently, it seems that the stitches are all loose, and it looks very pitiful...

Mingfeng didn't speak, Wei Yinyin knew it, she put her hips on her hips and said aggressively: "Then take off your shoes, let me see if the insoles I made are in there!"

The conscience of heaven and earth, one long and one short and the size does not fit, how to pad it!

My sister-in-law's needlework is all based on her heart. She says she is giving insoles, but she never asks for the size. It is too thin or too thick. It is common for a pair of insoles to look different.

Asking for gifts was fruitless, and when he arrived at the place, the eldest lady drove him to tie the horse back to the tent.

Wei Chiqi had discussed with his father before recruiting Mingyun's apprentice.Old Master Wei didn't have much to say, he only told him not to teach him the Wei family's swordsmanship, and for the rest, Mingyun was steady and measured.

On Mingyun's side, he took his apprentice to find a place to live.

The master is tall and has long legs, and he walks briskly at every step.He strode forward without stopping, while the disciple behind had a sullen face and clenched his fists to catch up.The master does not look back and is not afraid of being lost. If he can't keep up, he is worthless. He never looks down on useless people.The apprentice didn't make a sound and didn't drop the chain, and ran after him, vowing not to let this person underestimate him.

Such a pair of master and apprentice, I don't know what will happen in the future.