After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

Wen Erlang sighed heavily.

"Then, Master was stunned. He shivered for a long time, and then he asked, what's going on with us elders, why are we bothering me so much about going to school..."

"Master uncle also said that in ancient times, the master's mother moved three times to study for his son. For us ordinary people, in order to choose a good teacher and a good school, it doesn't matter. The master was so angry that his face turned black. …”

Jiang Wancheng imagined the scene for a moment, and instantly felt funny again, and somewhat sympathized with Old Master Zheng.

As expected, it is Master who will not give face to anyone.

The master must have been really angry this time.

Jiang Wancheng had been scolded by Old Master Zheng before, but now he actually felt a little pitiful about him.

After all, his love for revisiting Erlang is indeed true.

However, there is indeed nothing wrong with Master's reply.

Although Old Master Zheng did have some knowledge, he was too pedantic and was not suitable to be a role model. Jiang Wancheng once even doubted whether he would bring down Wen Erlang's character.

In this life, Wen Erlang did not embark on the path of becoming a treacherous minister. Therefore, even if the current trend did not force him to move, she planned to discuss with Wen Chaoyan if there was a chance to change Wen Erlang's schooling place.

When Mr. Feng saw Jiang Wancheng's attitude, he became extremely proud.

"That old guy never said anything nice, and it bothers me! If he starts talking nicely, I won't be like this."

Jiang Wancheng thought to himself: Master, it is a waste that you did not become a great Confucianist in your life. In modern times, that would be as high as being a master of debate.

Wen Erlang didn't blame Mr. Feng, but after all, Mr. Zheng was the first teacher he had formally worshiped in his life, so he felt a little sad in his heart.

"When I left, I saw the master turning his back as if wiping tears."

Jiang Wancheng felt very sad when he heard this.

Seeing Wen Erlang's slumped face, she lowered her voice and asked him softly: "Did you say goodbye to your master properly? Did you kowtow to him?"

Wen Erlang nodded, "Farewell."

Jiang Wancheng nodded after hearing this.

"That's good. Erlang, this is how life is. Come and go, stop and go. There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever. Where can we not meet again in life? You have to figure it out in your own mind."

Wen Erlang's life before he was seven years old was that Wushan, his brother and his sister.

But since Jiang Wancheng appeared in his life, he began to get to know more and more people and see more and more things.

From eating to seeing.

From ruthless to affectionate.

From being wary of everything around me, to gradually becoming more humane...

Wen Erlang is indeed a little confused about who he is now.

But I am not dissatisfied at all...

Yes.

Where in life do we not meet?
See you later.

When leaving Zhaojiacun, Zhao Qian and Zhao Wu came to say goodbye.

"Lao Feng, maiden, Erlang."

"The village chief and Brother Zhao Liang sent us brothers to see you off. These are the incense and paper money that everyone donated to Da Langjun. Please burn them all for everyone in front of Da Langjun's grave when you go back. Him."

Zhao Wu handed over a basket.

Inside was a basket full of paper money for incense candles. Jiang Wancheng felt embarrassed at first and wanted to refuse, but Mr. Feng took it away.

Feng Lao smiled and said: "Okay, after we go back, we will burn them all for Wen Dalang immediately!"

Jiang Wancheng:...

Master, you really don’t need to be too serious.

Jiang Wancheng: "How can this be done? It doesn't have to be like this..."

Zhao Qian stepped forward to interrupt her politeness and distance, "Your Majesty! Miss Jiang, if it hadn't been for the great man who risked his life to protect us, there might be only a few orphans and young and old left in our village now." "Yes, Miss Jiang. There are some from next door. Everyone has now seen and heard about the situation in the village. Dalangjun is indeed the benefactor of our village, and we will always remember him!"

"In the future Qingming Festival, everyone will burn incense and worship him, so don't worry."

As they said that, the two of them actually had red eyes together.

It can be seen that Wen Chaoyan is indeed the hero in their hearts now...

Jiang Wancheng:...

It's hard to tell. Some people are obviously still alive, but they are already being worshiped by living people.

I don’t know if she can inherit the Lord’s incense.

Zhao Qian: "If you want to come back in the future, please come back anytime! This will always be your home!"

On this day, Jiang Wancheng felt everyone's enthusiasm and was indeed a little moved.

Since the master accepted it, Jiang Wancheng was also grateful for the two people's help in the past, so he stepped forward and bowed to them and said: "Thank you two eldest brothers, and thank you all for caring about my brother. In this way, it will be Farewell, see you later."

Farewell to Zhao Qian, Zhao Wu, and Jiang Wancheng, they led the donkey and horse loaded with luggage and walked back.

When you come, you ride a horse and donkey, and when you return, you walk.

However, I'm used to walking now, so I don't feel bored while enjoying the spring scenery while walking.

The three of them chatted and laughed, and soon reached the mountain road.

When passing by the river, Jiang Wancheng remembered that she was tricked into the river by the third master of Qingyue Tower here, and she almost froze to death in the river!

But afterwards, luckily she ran fast, otherwise she would have been tricked by the third master if she was still involved.

Just as he was thinking about it, a rough and sturdy man suddenly jumped out of the grass on the roadside.

"stop!"

The big man was tall and strong, almost the same size as when Jiang Wancheng first met Wen Chaoyan.

However, Wen Chaoyan was more stuffed at that time, but now, wearing a much thinner spring coat, he should be really strong and muscular.

His body shape alone is very scary.

He also held a machete in his hand, and his face was covered so that no one could see his face.

"Yo? In these ten miles and eight villages, is there anyone who dares to come and rob me?"

Feng Lao laughed angrily. For a moment, he was not in a hurry to take out the poison to kill him quickly. Instead, he stared at the big man in front of him curiously and asked: "Boy, where are you from? What do you do?"

When the strong man saw that none of the three of them showed any fear on their faces, he immediately waved the machete in his hand and threatened: "I'm here to kill you! Especially you, push her out for me - "

The strong man pointed at Jiang Wancheng and said.

Jiang Wancheng also pointed at himself, wondering: "I...?"

Is this strong man here for someone?
Jiang Wancheng and Mr. Feng looked at each other very quickly, and they both immediately realized that this person did come with a purpose.

And the target is her!
Why are they so sure?

First of all, they had horses and donkeys in their hands, which were two very valuable assets.

Not to mention horses, even donkeys are very rare in these ten villages!

If there is an ox cart in the village, it is a big deal. If there is a donkey cart, then there are wealthy families in villages ten miles away.

Therefore, this horse is a rare thing that many people have never seen in their lives.

Of course, if people who have been out of the village, or been to the town, or even the county seat have seen these things, it is another matter.

And not only that, Jiang Wancheng and the others not only brought horses and donkeys, they also brought a lot of goods!
These goods were loaded with donkeys and horses, but this person didn't even care.

He doesn't rob.

He wants their lives!

In other words, he only wanted Jiang Wancheng's life. (End of chapter)