Shi Yan knew what his parents were worried about. In fact, their worries were in vain. Uncle Yuhua had helped him and Xinxin before, and both he and Xinxin would attend his dual cultivation ceremony.
But since my father proposed to stay with the two old people for a while, he should go ahead of time.
Uncle Yuhua is married to aristocratic families, even if he doesn't want to get married.
Shi Yi and Xiao Ronger were both relieved, as long as their son didn't object to going to Xiao's house.
"Then it's settled, we'll go there together tomorrow morning." After Shi Yi decided on the itinerary, he and Xiao Ronger went back to the room.
Early the next morning, the four of them got up very early, opened all the formations in the small courtyard, and then left the small courtyard.
When they arrived at the teleportation formation next to the city gate, Han Xin and Shi Yan did not see Zhang Ran and others.
Did they come early? Zhang Ran and others haven't come here yet?
The spiritual consciousness went into the city to explore, but there was no trace of a few people in the city.
Han Xin sent a message to Shi Yan, "They are no longer in the city. They either left early this morning, or they left Mengyue City after being separated from us last night."
Xiao Ronger pulled Han Xin's sleeve, "What are you looking around for? The people sitting in the teleportation array are all here, let's go in quickly."
"Oh... let's go then." Han Xin hurriedly pulled Shi Yan beside him and walked towards the teleportation array.
In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the city where the Xiao family was located, and half an hour later we arrived at the Xiao family.
The guard did not know Shi Yan and Han Xin, and only knew their names but not their persons. However, Xiao Ronger and Shi Yi knew them so well that they also guessed the identities of Han Xin and immediately Respectfully make way for the four of them.
After the four of them walked to Xiao San's courtyard, one of the gatekeepers immediately went to the main courtyard.
There was still some distance from their destination, and the four of them saw two people standing at the door over there.
It’s Xiao San and Song Mengying.
A few people speeded up their steps, and Han Xin trotted over with a smile, "Grandpa and grandma, why are you out?"
Song Mengying took Han Xin's hand lovingly and placed it on the back of her hand. After a few pats, he said, "Of course I'm here to greet you. Since you've almost arrived, the old man and I are here waiting for you."
"Oh... why do you need to come out to greet you in person? It's not like we don't know where home is." Xiao Ronger came over and took her mother's other hand, dragging her towards the yard.
Several men who couldn't say anything or hold hands looked at each other, then turned around and followed the three women into the courtyard.
As soon as we sat down in the hall, a little maid of fifteen or sixteen years old came in and poured tea for everyone one by one, and then stood aside to wait on them.
"Xiaoyun, you don't need to entertain us here. Go see how the kitchen is being prepared and ask the lady in the kitchen to bring the prepared meals to the side hall."
Xiaoyun's face He blushed, then bent down to salute and retreated.
After arriving at a place in the living room where no one could see, she almost lost her footing and fell. Fortunately, there was a wall next to her, allowing her to hold on to the wall in time to avoid falling.
She was so careless, how could she behave like a little daughter in front of those women? Isn't this tantamount to revealing his little thoughts to those women?
They are all Jurchen Lords and Taoist Lords who are transformed into gods from the Nascent Soul. How dare she, a small Qi-training monk, challenge their majesty?
I am just a little maid. The three ladies should not care about me. Yes, they don't even bother to care about a little maid like me. The more Xiaoyun thought about it, the more she felt so. Slowly, she returned to her previous calmness. After tidying up her appearance, she walked towards the kitchen with her head held high.
Han Xin and others didn't know that the little maid thought so much in just a short period of time.
After she left, Xiao Ronger curled her lips and asked her mother, "Mom, who was that little maid just now? Why haven't I seen her before?" How could she be so shameless.
She just had to stare. After all, her man and son were both good-looking, and it was normal for the little girl to be attracted to their looks.
But not only did she look at the two of them in a daze, she also looked at this one with a springy expression and that one with a shy expression, which was wrong.
Xiao Ronger felt that her son was being treated in this way and that by that little girl. If her mother hadn't driven the little maid away before her, she would have almost taught him a lesson.
If you don’t want your eyes anymore, she can poke them for free.
"I was just assigned to my home last month. I have been practicing recently and not taking care of things. It was only today that I realized that that girl is restless."
Who is Song Mengying? Although the little girl tried her best to hide it, it was impossible to pretend in front of her.
"Distribution? Where is Aunt Qing who used to be in your yard?"
Aunt Qing has done a good job in their family. She has served her parents for more than three hundred years. Their family treats Aunt Qing very well. That's good too. Logically speaking, Aunt Qing won't leave their home.
Although Xiao Ronger calls the other party Aunt Qing, she is actually only eleven or twelve years older than her. She is a little girl her mother bought from outside when she was pregnant with her.
Xiao Ronger was almost brought up by Aunt Qing. It wasn't until she was five years old and could practice spiritual testing that her mother assigned another maid to serve her. Aunt Qing was in charge of the third-bedroom courtyard. Everything.
"Your Aunt Qing is in retreat recently. If she can successfully form the elixir, she will continue to work in our third room in the future. If she cannot succeed, she will not have a few years left to live."< br>
Yes, Aunt Qing’s qualifications are not good. She is just a monk with four spiritual roots. She can build the foundation, which is considered good. This is only after she sent some cultivation resources to her family, including a small part. The share is for Aunt Qing.
Because Aunt Qing took the beauty pill, she usually looked like she was in her mid-twenties. Xiao Ronger had forgotten that her lifespan was only 300 years old during the foundation building period.
Aunt Qing’s lifespan is now almost three hundred.
"Mom, does Aunt Qing have the Golden Pill? Sigh... Before Aunt Qing goes into seclusion, you should tell me first so that I can give her the Golden Pill."
She has the Golden Pill She still had a few of them on her body, but she had forgotten when they were refined.
But Aunt Qing has gone into seclusion, and it’s too late to say anything now.
"You don't have to worry about this. I used my contribution points to exchange for two pills at the family, which should be enough for her to take." Song Mengying was not very sure when she said this. After all, Xiaoqing has four spiritual roots.
It’s not like she didn’t think about asking her daughter if she had it, but she didn’t want to trouble her daughter, so she gave up in the end.
In fact, to put it bluntly, no matter how good Xiaoqing is, she is just a servant. She can use her contribution points to exchange two golden pills to give her a servant. She already attaches great importance to the other party's performance. Who else would do this? To be as good as her?
(End of this chapter)