Reborn Wang Yuyan

There was a village at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain where people came and went. Wang Yuyan asked them about it, and then went straight to the home of Qiao Feng's adoptive father, Qiao Sanhuai.

That was also Qiao Feng's old residence, located on a hillside in the Yangtze River of Shaoshi Mountain. She quickly turned around the hillside and saw a short earthen house, a jujube tree, a vegetable garden and a little old man not far away.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the little old man was sitting under the jujube tree to enjoy the cool air. He was fanning himself with a straw hat in one hand and drinking tea with a broken-handled teapot in the other. He was enjoying himself leisurely.

In fact, if Wang Yuyan had not appeared, he and his wife would have been killed in a short time. But now that Wang Yuyan was here, she could not let this happen again.

"Who is that? Do you know him?"

The little old man, Qiao Feng's adoptive father Qiao Sanhuai didn't see Wang Yuyan coming from behind, but an old woman who happened to come out of the house did. The old woman was undoubtedly Qiao Feng's adoptive mother. There were few living people around here.

Someone came over, so she looked a little confused, walked to her husband, pushed him gently, and asked.

"Who, who can come here? Is it the rent collector from the mountain?" Qiao Sanhuai opened his squinted eyes and muttered. Although he is in his fifties or sixties, he has been farming all year round.

The man who dug the ground has strong muscles and bones, but his ears are a little deaf.

Wang Yuyan saw that they were hesitant and did not dare to come over and ask. She thought that although the two Tang knives she was carrying were in cloth bags, the handles were exposed at the mouth of the bags, so she slung the bags behind her back, walked up with a smile, and saluted.

He said, "Is this Uncle Qiao? I am Wang Yuyan, a friend of Qiao Feng, and I came here specially to visit these two elderly people."

"What?" Qiao Sanhuai asked, not hearing clearly, but he was quite angry.

Instead, Qiao Sanhuai's wife, Mrs. Qiao, heard it, pulled Qiao Sanhuai, and said loudly to his ear: "This Miss Wang said she is a friend of Feng'er and is here to see us."

After some greetings, Wang Yuyan found out that they were Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. Qiao Sanhuai's eyes were still bright but her ears were a little deaf. His wife's ears were good but her eyes were a little presbyopic. She could only sigh, this is the real

We have been together for hundreds of years.

"It turns out he is Feng'er's friend, come in quickly." Qiao Sanhuai suddenly realized it and was very happy. He wanted to drag Wang Yuyan in, but found something wrong, so he quickly walked into the room first, cleaning the stools and tables, and then

It was the person who poured tea and water, and the tea bowls were scrubbed several times, as if they were afraid of dirtying the "distinguished guests", so they were extremely attentive.

Seeing them greeting her in such a hurry, Wang Yuyan knew that her arrival had brought them trouble, and she felt a little sorry. She wanted to help, but every time she was about to take action, she was stopped by Qiao Sanhuai.

After busying for a while, he sat down opposite Wang Yuyan and said apologetically: "The room is simple, but it makes Miss Wang laugh. Don't be too disrespectful."

"No, I'm just causing trouble for you." Wang Yuyan said a little embarrassed, because they were too warm and polite.

"Old Qiao, come here." It was Qiao who called out from another earthen house that looked like a kitchen.

No, we have to kill chickens to entertain guests.

"Here we come." Qiao Sanhuai replied with two words, nodded apologetically towards Wang Yuyan, said "Wait a moment", and hurried away.

After a while, he came back with a long voice: "Don't forget to soak half of the bag of straw mushrooms."

"I heard that Miss Wang is Feng'er's friend. She is from somewhere. She must have come from a very far away place. She must have suffered a lot after traveling and traveling." Qiao Sanhuai helped Wang Yuyan fill the bowl.

Tea, sat down and said.

"People from Suzhou, even though they are far away, are just martial arts practitioners, and they come by carriage, so they don't feel tired at all."

"I wonder how my Feng'er is doing?" After a few words, the old man asked what he wanted to know.

Before Qiao Feng became the leader of the Beggar Clan, he might have often gone home to visit his parents in person. But after that, because the Beggar Clan was the largest gang in the world and the Shaolin sect was the largest sect in the martial arts world, the leader of the Beggar Clan came to

When he went to Shaolin, he was aroused by all the ceremonial arrangements, so he never came back. He only sent people every year to offer food and clothing to his parents, and to say hello.

They are not from the world of martial arts, and they are quite old, so they have no way of asking for news about their adopted son. What worries Xing Qianli's mother here is that she is naturally very concerned about anything that happens to Qiao Feng.

"It's not bad. He has great martial arts skills and is quite famous in the world. Everyone admires him." For this kind of thing, we can only choose to say that Wang Yuyan is very experienced. Besides, this is also a fact, but the facts follow.

It just lost some effect over time.

In fact, although everyone in the world had already suspected that he was a Khitan, most people still admired his martial arts and character before the misunderstanding occurred, such as killing his father and killing his master.

"That's good, that's good..." The old man was delighted and nodded repeatedly.

Most of the time next, he would ask questions, and then Wang Yuyan would answer them, until lunch was cooked.

Most of the people in the farmhouse are warm and hospitable, not to mention Wang Yuyan is Qiao Feng's "friend". After coming all the way, the Qiaos naturally do their best to make the best lunch for the guests: stewed chicken with straw mushrooms, roasted cucumbers with bacon,

Roasted pork with bamboo shoots...

It's not very elaborate, but it has meat and vegetables, and a big table is set up.

Finally, Qiao Sanhuai also took out a small bottle, which was said to be "monkey wine" that he got from the monkey's nest when he went up the mountain to collect firewood.

After opening the cork, the fragrance was indeed overflowing, and the taste was sweet and refreshing. It tasted so good that even a person like Wang Yuyan, who had never drank alcohol, couldn't help but drink three small cups.

After dinner, Wang Yuyan revealed the purpose of the trip.

Feng asked Qiao Feng, saying that they were old and it would be inconvenient to continue living in the mountains, so he wanted to take them to live down the mountain. However, he was always busy, so he asked Wang Yuyan, a "friend", to help.

After she finished speaking, she even took out a letter in a serious manner to show that what she said was true. In fact, it was just a lie she knew to fool Mr. and Mrs. Qiao because they knew they couldn't read.

However, although this letter was perjury, the Qiao couple believed it to be genuine and carefully kept it as a treasure.

Wang Yuyan saw it and couldn't help but feel ashamed in her heart. Fortunately, although the letter was fake, there was real content in it. She just imitated Qiao Feng and wrote it.

After Wang Yuyan expressed her intention, the Qiao couple agreed after just a brief discussion. They believed that their family was just a poor family, and even if others wanted to deceive them, they would not be able to deceive them because there was really nothing to deceive.

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Moreover, when a son has grown up and become capable, it is normal for him to take his parents away to live in peace and happiness. What’s more, the person who came to deliver the letter was such a beautiful girl. They had already known each other and secretly laughed countless times.

Where can there be any doubt.

After deciding to move out, Wang Yuyan did not let them pack too many things. She only wanted to bring some changes of clothes and things they could take with them. The rest should either be given to neighbors or come back to pick them up after they settled down.

She bought a small courtyard in a nearby town at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, arranged the Qiaos and his wife in it, left enough money for living, and then found an excuse to leave.

Picking up Qiao and his wife is the first step, and then she needs to go to Shaolin!