Xie Liangchen was stung, and cold air rushed up his back. He felt uncomfortable and subconsciously took two steps away. For a moment, he couldn't help but frown and glance at it with dissatisfaction.
At first, the more he looked at it, the uglier his face became. I saw that his clothes were hanging loosely on his body, his belt was not fastened, his body was full of dirt, his hair was a mess, and there were unknown leaves hanging on his head, which was really funny.
But as I looked at it, I felt something was wrong.
Such eyebrows, such appearance...
It was surprisingly consistent with the person he met when he was a child.
Xie Liangchen's voice was trembling: "You, you, you are the national master!!!"
The face in his memory gradually merged with the dirty face in front of him, and Xie Liangchen's mind almost exploded with a bang.
This person was so close to him! So close that it feels like living in the front and backyard.
Even if he passes by, he will notice it if he takes a second look!
But Xie Liangchen has never taken a closer look.
He knew that the fat girl had two old people living in her family, and also knew their general appearance. In his impression, one was crazy and the other was slovenly.
However, because of Jiang Fatya, he would not look sideways every time he passed by her door, rarely taking a second look inside.
Even in this courtyard, he had never set foot a few times. Xie Liangchen's eyes widened in a daze to look at the person in front of him. His eyes were full of disbelief.
"You are very beautiful, but unfortunately you are not very smart. No wonder An Nuan wants to hit you." The little old man said this, clenching his fist and trying to swing it out.
Jiang Nuanzhi hurriedly stopped him: "It's not him, it's Wang Mazi."
Little old man: "Who is Wang Mazi?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "The one who came to steal the dog last time."
After hearing this, the little old man suddenly realized: "Oh, it's that wretched-looking dog who smells like urine! Did the dog's injuries heal so quickly?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Probably. If it's not healed yet, I probably won't dare to steal corn."
This Wang Mazi really doesn't have a long memory. The last time he went into his yard at night and tried to steal Dahei's meat, he was caught by the little old man. He immediately broke his hand. He was also frightened. My pants were soaked through.
Unexpectedly, he was just about to be well taken care of, and he would come looking for trouble again. I really don't know whether I should praise him for his courage.
"Aunt Nuan, why don't you go?" Fuman grabbed Jiang Nuanzhi's sleeves worriedly.
Jiang Nuanzhi only touched her head: "Silly boy, your leg is injured. Stay at home and rest. Your Grandpa Jing and I will be back soon."
"Aunt Nuan, please don't go. I...I actually don't feel any pain anymore, I'm fine." Fuman was so anxious that he almost cried.
Jiang Nuanzhi poked her little head: "Are you worried that we can't defeat you? Don't you know how powerful your Grandpa Jing is? Not to mention seven or eight of them, even if there are ten or twenty more, they will not be his opponent! ”
The little old man next to him was grinning as he listened to Jiang Nuanzhi praising him, but when he heard from behind, he said with a resentful look on his face: "Ten or twenty? Who do you look down on?"
Jiang Nuanzhi chuckled and patted Fuman on the shoulder: "Come back quickly."
He turned around and took the little old man out of the door.
When Xie Liangchen recovered from his daze, Jiang Nuanzhi and the little old man had already gone very far.
His heart tightened and he hurriedly chased after him.
After catching up with the person, I couldn't help but stare at the little old man from top to bottom, not missing any detail.
His reason told him that this person would definitely not be a national preceptor. If he was the current national preceptor, why wouldn't he return to the capital? Just stay in such a small village? How could he look so sloppy?
But the facts told him that this man's appearance was exactly the same as the one he saw back then. He would never forget the face of the Imperial Master in his dreams.
Without the Imperial Master, Xie Liangchen would have perished long ago in that cold winter eight years ago.
To this day, he still remembers what he looked like when they first met.
At that time, he was wrapped in a white fox fur cloak, sitting in a wheelchair, surrounded by a group of people.
There was a slight smile on his lips, nodding from time to time, and he came to him calmly with an elegant and indifferent attitude.
After just one glance, he asserted: "This child can still be saved."
His Xie family has been a member of the family for generations, his father is the Marquis of Dingyuan, and his mother is the Princess of Anping who was raised by the late emperor. Xie Liangchen was born with a congenital defect, and his parents tried their best to save him. Even the magic doctor Magpie once declared that he would not live to be ten years old.
But I didn't expect that such a person would appear and say such a light word. Xie Liangchen no longer has to drink that bitter medicine. It was indeed as he said, and he was cured just like that.
Xie Liangchen will never forget the face of the person who saved his life.
I never thought that that face would appear on a sloppy old man.
Moreover, he still lives with his maid. What makes Xie Liangchen even more puzzling is that he seems to listen to Fat Ya.
Xie Liangchen was in a confused mood, but he couldn't help but look at Jiang Nuanzhi in front of him.
Now only Jiang Nuanzhi's back could be seen, and her long hair was blowing away in the breeze. The slender waist is faintly exposed. It is obviously a magnificent appearance. But she didn't seem to care, and just walked forward leisurely.
From time to time, he would turn his head and talk to the dirty old man, looking very relaxed.
If ordinary people met her, they would probably think that she was going out for an autumn outing, and they would never think that she was going to find a few men to fight with.
In fact, not long after Jiang Nuanzhi took the two little old men out, he saw a group of people in his cornfield from a distance.
A large area of corn fell in the cornfield, and the cobs had been broken off by them.
When Xie Liangchen saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, his face turned red with anger, he pointed his finger at the people in front of him and said: "How can you be so untrustworthy! You have clearly promised me before that you will go home obediently!" < br>
Jiang Nuanzhi was indeed much calmer than Xie Liangchen. She knew why those ruffians were afraid of Xie Liangchen?
Just let Xie Liangchen say a few words and let him bring Aman back, and then he would honestly not cause trouble?
If you use your brain, you will know that they just want to coax the two of them back.
Jiang Nuanzhi stretched his muscles and squinted his eyes.
I don’t know if it’s because this place is full of outstanding people and there is no pollution, but I have been practicing the Eight-Duanjin for more than half a year. She always felt that her strength seemed to be much greater than before, but she just hadn't found anyone to practice with yet.
In fact, the little old man got angry before Jiang Nuanzhi. When he saw their hands on the corn, his teeth were already grinding.
"You bitch! How dare you touch my corn! An Nuan is only willing to give me two ears a day, but you have ruined so much!"
The little old man's eyes turned red.
He went up and punched away a black figure.
The unlucky figure instantly fell back several meters, leaving a long mark on the ground, and finally hit a tree with a bang. Kankan stopped. Then a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fell unconscious.
(End of chapter)