Jiang Xianjun went to get bowls and chopsticks, and shared the porridge and four steamed buns with Jiang Erna. The two of them ate one each, leaving two for Xianjun's mother.
"Send the steamed buns to your mother later before you go to bed and see if she eats it." After all, Jiang Er still felt sorry for his old wife.
Jiang Xianjun nodded.
"Don't ask your mother to go to the porridge shed to get the two meals tomorrow morning and noon. You can take some time to get them." Jiang Er ordered again.
The old wife has a bad temper, is narrow-minded, and is obsessed with saving face.
If she were asked to pick up something again and she would be laughed at, she would definitely go crazy.
Jiang Xianjun nodded again, "Okay, I'll pick it up tomorrow."
"And..." Jiang Er thought for a while and decided to give Jiang Xianjun a few words.
"Xianjun, if you take the opportunity tomorrow to meet someone from the third room of the old Yang family or the Luo family, just say a few soft words to them..."
"Soft words? What soft words?" Jiang Xianjun didn't understand.
"That's it, I want to make amends for your mother and others." Jiang Er said.
"We eat other people's food and drink their food. We fight and waste the relief food given by others. It doesn't matter whether your mother was in a hot head at the time. This behavior is not good after all."
"It's normal for people to be angry. Stopping for three seconds is considered a sign of mercy."
"So you will meet me tomorrow and explain a few words, do you understand?"
Jiang Er carefully taught Jiang Xianjun how to deal with the world, and Jiang Xianjun listened to everything in his heart.
Jiang Xianjun has been following his mother since he was a child, and he has always been exposed to the petty things done by women.
The reason why he didn't grow into a bad guy in such an environment was because Jiang Er, a father with upright views, was there to correct him from time to time.
So Jiang Xianjun is like a tree. He was pulled here and there by his parents. In the end, he didn't grow into a bad tree with a crooked neck, but he couldn't grow into a straight and towering tree. It just became deformed.
Outside Linze City.
On the river outside the fishing village.
The fishing boat sailed into a lateral water channel and quickly stopped at a corner.
"Aren't we going to the city?"
A Yuan couldn't help but raise her head and ask. She followed Mo Anbai's arrangement and parked the fishing boat at this location, but the doubts in her heart were always there and never diminished.
"If we don't go into the city, let's get off the boat and walk along the shore. I want to explore the boat at night." Mo Anbai said.
"Okay, eldest sister, I don't understand what you are thinking... How many masters can be on that ship? Our sisters and the young master will kill them all, and we will definitely kill them all!"
A Yuan put his palm forward and made a chopping gesture.
"A Yuan, you think too much of us." Mo Anbai held his forehead with his palms and couldn't bear to look at her.
This Ayuan was raised to be very stupid and naive...
"No way? Sister, the man who came to the boat was just like that." A Yuan reached out and scratched his head, wondering why Mo Anbai said that.
"That's because you're not strong enough and can't see how powerful that man is..."
Mo Anbai said slowly: "The man's true self is on the Xiuchun knife on his waist. He should be a swordsman."
"The subconscious movements of his fingers and arms can tell where the sword technique he is good at comes from."
"Where are you from?" A Yuan asked subconsciously.
"You were dozing off when Master was teaching martial arts to the world. Now you don't know anything anymore. When you get back, let Master give you special training."
Mo Anbai flicked A Yuan's head with his finger.
A Yuan lowered his head and pouted.
Ah Xi covered her mouth and snickered.
"Axi, tell me what kind of person he is." Mo Anbai turned his head and looked at Axi.
Ah Xi's mouth opened wide and almost didn't close.
This is purely a recipe for self-inflicted anger.
Fortunately, she is not as ignorant as A Yuan.
She thought for a while and then said in a guessing tone: "Is it the sea-turning knife?"
"No, the sea-turning knife was inherited by a group of pirate families who made a living at sea. The blade is short and fierce, suitable for close-up attacks on ships. That man's knife is a Xiuchun knife, and you can't practice it as a sea-turning knife." Mo Anbai shook his head. .
"By the way, that's the Wind-breaking Knife!" Ah Xi suddenly said with his eyes lit up.
Mo Anbai looked at her and sighed; "Hey, it seems you have to go back with A Yuan to receive special training from Master."
Although Ah Xi knew a lot more than A Yuan, she still didn't know the origin of that man's martial arts.
"Sister, just tell us directly. When we were young, we felt sleepy as soon as we heard Master read... Later, we ran around and forgot all the things we learned." Ah Xi He said with a troubled face.
Also, over the years, the only one who really uses his brain is Mo Anbai, while the brains of the other sisters and brothers are basically getting rusty, and each one is more unreliable than the last.
"That man practices the Thunder Blade. He must be from the Haoyang family."
"Haoyang Family? I've never heard of it." Luo Xingchen said.
"Young master is not a member of the martial arts world, so naturally he doesn't know about the sects and families in the martial arts world."
After Mo Anbai finished speaking, Ah Xi and A Yuan both curled their lips.
Sister, you have such double standards.
Mr. Luo didn't know that nothing happened, but they didn't know that they had to go back for special training...
It's really irritating to see people compare to each other.
"Aren't you convinced?"
Mo Anbai immediately noticed the emotions of the two people.
"Don't forget, the young master is the youngest person to be elected in the capital. What about you? When you write, it's like a dog crawling. You eat the food of the Jianghu, but you don't understand the affairs of the Jianghu. Are you still a Jianghu person?"
"Sister, we know we were wrong."
Ah Xi and A Yuan had no choice but to sincerely apologize.
Seeing the look in Mo Anbai's eyes, they were afraid that if he didn't admit his mistake again, Mo Anbai would get worse. What if instead of special training, he was taken to the capital to study like Mr. Luo...
That would be terrible!
"Let's talk about the Haoyang family."
"The Haoyang Family is a small Jianghu family in the north. They don't have many people, but they do have a unique swordsmanship."
"What they practice is called Thunder Sword Technique. This kind of sword technique is not only as fast as thunder, but also very domineering and fierce. Every sword strike seems to kill the person together, but it always leaves room for oneself. If anyone tries to play tricks with them, it will be difficult to outplay them." Mo Anbai said.
After Mo Anbai said this, Luo Xingchen basically understood what the Thunder Blade Technique was.
"The Ben Lei sword is powerful, but we are not afraid. The most important thing is, who is the owner of that big ship?"
What Luo Xingchen was most interested in was not the Thunder Blade or the Haoyang Family, but the owner of the big ship.
Obviously, people from the Haoyang family cannot be the owners of the big ship, nor do they have the qualifications.
People who can afford such a big boat are definitely people with a very high status, and people with extremely high financial resources who can afford to spend as much as they want.
