The Counterattack of the Villains

"Young Master Li is just here. Why do you buy so many things? You are so polite."

Mrs. Ruan said, and quickly stepped forward to take the two jars of wine from Li Mu's arms. From this, it can be seen that she is not a vase.

The wine and jar weighed more than 40 kilograms, but Mrs. Ruan held it without much effort.

Li Mu chuckled and said, "I'm coming down to visit the seniors in the martial arts world. How can there be any reason to come empty-handed?"

After speaking, he cupped his fists and saluted Ruan Xiong, who came up to him, and said, "This must be Senior Ruan. Junior Li Mu has met Senior."

In fact, Duan Yanqing is now in his early thirties, and Ruan Xiong is more than ten years older than him, so he can definitely be called "brother".

But Li Mu was coveting other people's daughters, so naturally he couldn't talk about friendship with his future father-in-law, so he had to pretend to be young.

Ruan Xiong hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, and said in a pleasant manner: "Young master Li, there is no need to be polite. Please come to the hall to talk and watch tea with Xingzhu."

"Eh."

Ruan Xingzhu responded and walked to the kitchen carrying a bag of food wrapped in oil paper.

Mrs. Ruan asked Ruan Baiming to put the silk back into the room, followed her daughter to the kitchen with two large jars of wine in her arms.

Li Mu and Ruan Xiong walked side by side to the hall, glanced at the young people in the courtyard, and praised: "Senior, it is so gratifying to be so prosperous."

A faint smile appeared on Ruan Xiong's face and he said: "It's just a casual meal, Mr. Li is just laughing."

After speaking, he looked at the long sword on his waist and said, "Wang Dati hammer is actually willing to sell this sword to the young master. It seems that he also views the young master in a different light."

Li Mu smiled and said: "Uncle Wang is willing to part ways because of Xingzhu's sake. I don't have the respect for myself."

"Hehehe..."

The two entered the hall chatting and laughing, and took their seats respectively.

Ruan Xiong asked casually: "I haven't asked where Mr. Li is from."

Li Mudao: "I was born in Dali, but now I'm just a wanderer with no fixed abode. I don't care where I go."

Ruan Xiong asked in confusion: "Why is this?"

Li Mu said sadly: "Both of my parents are dead, and my only biological uncle has also become a monk."

"In addition to the martial arts I learned from my uncle, I have no worries about the little wealth my parents left behind."

Ruan Xiong's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, with a look of sympathy on his face, and he said: "My condolences, Mr. Li, your parents will leave you eventually, but there is no need to be too sad. You will have your own future in life."

Li Mu's spirit perked up and he said with admiration: "What a man, 'Everyone lives his own life and has his own future.' What the senior said is true and true, and the younger generation has learned from it."

Overt praise is not a skill, only covert praise is cleverness.

After Mrs. Ruan came back, she told Ruan Xiong about Li Mu's martial arts performance and knew that he was an unattainable top master in the world.

At this time, he showed humility and courtesy, respecting the character of his seniors, and his impression gradually increased.

As expected, Ruan Xiong's face showed a look of joy and he was in a good mood. The two of them chatted more and more congenially. There was no sign of the father-in-law not liking his son-in-law no matter what.

…

In the kitchen, Mrs. Ruan and Ruan Xingzhu put everything away. While Ruan Xingzhu was preparing herbal tea, Mrs. Ruan asked tentatively: "Xingzhu, what do you think of Mr. Li?"

Ruan Xingzhu pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Brother Li is very good! He understands etiquette, is bold and generous, and is very funny. Uncle Wang also likes him very much!"

Mrs. Ruan's eyes lit up, "Oh? What's going on? Please tell me carefully."

Ruan Xingzhu spoke in detail, and when he came to Li Mu's words, "Uncle Wang, if you can speak, just say more." A blush appeared on his pretty face involuntarily.

Mrs. Ruan smiled happily after hearing this. This seemed to be just a joke, but it also revealed a lot of information.

At least he didn't show any resistance to Blacksmith Wang's speculation that he was his future son-in-law. Instead, he just wanted to go with the flow.

Later, Mrs. Ruan heard Ruan Xingzhu say that Li Mu bought Blacksmith Wang's sword for one hundred taels and only spent more than three taels to make the sword. She also had a deep understanding of his financial resources and magnanimity.

Although this may not seem like a good way to get along, but after getting married, a woman is usually in charge of the family finances, so it doesn’t matter if the woman knows how to get along.

After Ruan Xingzhu finished speaking, Mrs. Ruan asked directly: "My good daughter, tell me clearly, do you like Mr. Li?"

Ruan Xingzhu lowered his head, blushing and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I will discuss it with your father tonight. If Young Master Li is also interested in you, we will recruit this son-in-law."

…

In the hall, Ruan Xingzhu brought herbal tea, and Mrs. Ruan brought a fruit plate, which contained bayberries, peaches, plums and other fruits.

These are all native fruits of China and are relatively common. In this era, grapes, watermelons, lychees and other fruits have already been produced.

But these fruits are not affordable for ordinary people, and there is even no place to buy them.

Mrs. Ruan put the fruit plate on the coffee table next to Li Mu and said with a smile: "I haven't prepared anything at home. These fruits are quite good at quenching thirst. Mr. Li, please don't be polite."

Li Mu smiled and said: "Madam, you are too polite. There are so many things, what else do you need to prepare?"

Mrs. Ruan said happily: "Then you guys chat, Xingzhu and I will prepare the meal."

Ruan Xiong also stood up and said: "Master Li has been traveling all day. You might as well rest for a while while I go and send the apprentices away."

Li Mu stood up and bowed slightly: "Senior, please excuse me, business is important."

Ruan Xiong nodded with a smile and walked out into the yard.

A group of little ghosts gathered together and muttered, and Ruan Baiming was talking about something with great joy.

Needless to say, nine times out of ten, he was talking about Brother Li, whom he had just met.

The young people in their twenties were also gathered around to listen, but the teenagers did not get close to each other, they were all practicing the sword skills honestly.

After Ruan Xiong came out, Ruan Baiming quickly stopped and said nothing more. He just asked him: "Dad, are we going to end early today?"

Ruan Xiong said "hmm" and said to the apprentices: "We have guests at home today. Let's all go back! Practice will start on time tomorrow. Practice more after you get back. Don't slack off."

"Yes, master."

The young men then dispersed, found their scabbards, and left in twos and threes with their swords in hand.

Children are still laying the foundations, so naturally they don’t have knives yet.

Those young people gathered around one after another, and one young man asked in a low voice: "Master, where did that man come from? I heard from my junior brother that he is very good at martial arts?"

Ruan Xiong nodded and said: "It is indeed very clever. At least I can't do this kind of skill like floating on water."

"As for where they are from, I just met them and don't know yet. It has nothing to do with you. Don't ask around. Go back first!"

After saying that, they walked directly towards the kitchen. The young people looked at each other, silently took back their knives and left the yard.

Ruan Xiongxin sighed secretly, fearing that some people might not come back to learn swordsmanship in the next period of time.

It's not that he didn't know that these boys loved his daughter, but among the apprentices, there was really no one he could take a liking to.

Being an apprentice is nothing, you hand me over to practice, and I teach martial arts, it doesn't matter whether you like it or not.

But as a son-in-law, these apprentices are far behind.