After dressing as a superb old woman, I am bound to the power system

Qiao Lan's idea is very simple, "My wife just wants to return to her hometown safely and watch her children and grandchildren grow up healthily."

He Feng nodded after hearing this. The protection Qiao Lan wanted for his descendants was also within his imagination, but this requirement was too simple compared to Fang Zi.

He Feng: "Huaiyang is richer than Tongzhou? Does the old lady want to stay in Huaiyang with her children and grandchildren?"

Qiao Lan shook her head, "Mr. He's thoughts have changed with old age. My late husband came from Tongzhou, and Tongzhou is the root of the Duan family. When people get old, they always have to return to their roots. Although Yanghuai is rich, it is still in the old age.

In my heart, Tongzhou is still the best."

When He Feng saw this, he no longer forced himself, "It's because He didn't think carefully enough."

After reaching a successful negotiation, Qiao Lan came out of He Feng's courtyard happily without anyone seeing her off.

As she walked home, Qiao Lan couldn't help but sigh that her acting skills as an old lady were becoming more and more skillful.

In Qiao Lan's opinion, no matter how rich Yang Huai is, he will make a living under Mr. He. She just wants her thighs to protect the Duan family from the wind and rain for a while, not to run over and be someone's little brother.

A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse! Going to your hometown is more comfortable than living in someone else's territory!

But after Qiao Lan left, He Feng couldn't calm down for a long time and called Chen Shu to give some gentle instructions.

Chen Shu looked surprised, "Master, do you want to send some spies around the Duan family?"

Sending some spies can not only protect the Duan family, but also find out the details of the Duan family.

He Feng shook his head, "No! Mrs. Duan is by no means an ordinary woman. We need to be on good terms with Mrs. Duan, not have a bad relationship with her."

In He Feng's view, although the prescriptions given by Qiao Lan were extremely valuable, Qiao Lan's own abilities concerned him even more. The method of extinguishing fires and building bridges was not just said casually, but was actually taught by someone.

Maybe this recipe for removing salt poison was taught by someone else, and it was definitely not a repayment of gratitude from some old man in the mountains.

It's just that the old lady is now older, and even if she learned these things, she only learned them when she was young. Her teacher may be gone long ago, so the old lady is the only successor.

When He Feng thought of this, his eyes darkened.

Since the old lady is his noble person, their fate goes beyond that.

He Feng thought for a moment and said to Chen Shu: "Fei Ge sent a letter to the capital and asked them to check on Duan Yuexiu and his wife."

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Qiao Lan consciously sent the return gift, and no longer worried about the food in the house, she planned to go back to the room to rest for a while.

Duan Mingjing listened to the sound in the yard and knew that his mother was back.

I thought that my mother might have returned the gift to Mr. He. Since my mother had returned the gift, his gift became less important.

Regardless of whether it's important or not, it's all from his heart, and he will definitely send it to Mr. He!

Duan Mingjing climbed up from the bed.

Mrs. Shang was coaxing her daughter on the couch next to her. She patted her daughter's back gently. When she saw her husband getting up, she quickly asked, "Is the second master planning to go for a walk in the yard?"

"Well, let's go out and take a look." Duan Mingjing mumbled casually, went to the table, grabbed the box he brought back, carefully hid it in his arms, and slipped out.

Mrs. Shang took care of the little daughter in her arms and did not pay much attention to her husband.

Chen Shu had just finished letting the pigeons go when he saw a familiar figure not far away, looking left and right, as if he was going here.

"Master Duan, are you looking for something in the yard?" Chen Shu stepped forward and asked with concern.

Duan Mingjing came all the way here just to avoid alerting others and to let his brothers know that he was going to deliver the gift.

He wanted to go to the door and ask the guard to deliver the gift, but unexpectedly he met Chen Shu here, so he happily explained the reason.

"... Mr. He has helped us so much. As the son of the Duan family, I cannot repay the favor, so I have prepared some gifts for Mr. He."

Chen Shu became energetic when he heard the word gift.

The old lady came here to give gifts before, and the gift surprised their young master. I wonder what the second master will give him this time?

Chen Shu knew that Duan Mingjing's gifts were not as valuable as the old lady's, but he still felt itchy.

Chen Shu: "I wonder what gift the second master has prepared? I will take you to the master right now."

Hearing this, Duan Mingjing hurriedly took out the box from his arms and stuffed it into the hands of the person in front of him.

"It's not an expensive gift, it's just a little bit of my own thoughts. I won't go there, so I'll trouble Manager Chen to bring the things over. Mr. He will know it as soon as he sees it. The gift has been delivered, I'll leave first." Duan Mingjing

Putting these words aside, he immediately slipped back into the yard, as if there was a savage beast behind him.

Chen Shu held the warm wooden box in his hand, curious, and took it into the yard.

Under the inquiring eyes of the master and servant, the small wooden box revealed two fire sticks hidden in its belly.

Even though Chen Shu had seen the world, he couldn't help but arch his eyebrows and said with a slight smile: "Second Young Master Duan sent two fire sticks?"

He Feng looked at the small box with a warm expression, "Maybe he saw that we were always borrowing firewood along the way, so he sent it over."

Anyone who is a little smarter knows that borrowing fire is just a cover.

Even if fire is really needed, how can there be a shortage of fire in the city now?

Chen Shu scratched his head and thought about some words of praise, "Second Young Master Duan has a straightforward temper."

He Feng smiled and said, "Take it, it's my intention after all."

After hearing this, Chen Shu carefully put the two fire sticks in the things that his young master often used. These fire sticks will be indispensable on the road later.

After he finished setting the fire, Zhezi turned around and looked at his master's thoughtful look, "Master, are you thinking about this second son?"

"I was thinking that a middle school girl like Mrs. Duan would also have a headache when raising children..." He Feng said, recalling what Qiao Lan said, "I just want to go back to Tongzhou to return to my roots."

Perhaps it was the old lady's helpless move.

She knew that no matter how wealthy her family was, her children and grandchildren could not keep it, and other troubles might arise because of her wealth, so she took her family back to Tongzhou after all the hardships.

Tongzhou is relatively poor, with mountains, forests and lakes everywhere.

It is far away from the worldly strife and stable.

What a pitiful mother in the world! In this case, he could only try his best to help Mrs. Duan.

After Duan Mingjing gave away the fire certificate, he felt that it was perfect and no one saw it, so he lay down comfortably on the bed and fell asleep.

However, what he didn't know was that Duan Mingqing was sitting by the window with a booklet counting the food at home, and saw Duan Mingjing walking out.

When Duan Mingchen went to the kitchen to find water, he also saw the back of Duan Mingjing leaving the yard.

Qiao Lan lay on the bed and opened the system map in order to better observe Mr. He and his group. She clearly saw how the villain representing Duan Mingjing walked out of the yard and met Chen Shu, who had just released each other.

A box was handed over.

Thinking of that box, Qiao Lan helplessly held her forehead.

Forget it, let him be.