"Yang Ji? I know." Blacksmith Wang's eyes lit up: "Are you the grocery store opened by the mysterious Young Master Yang?"
Yang Haoran was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded: "Yes, this grocery store is opened by my second brother."
"Haha, what a coincidence, we happened to be on the way!" Blacksmith Wang was extremely happy.
He originally planned to ride a horse to the county town to buy medicinal materials, but now that he was giving them away along the way, he was naturally happy and free, not to mention saving a lot of money.
So Blacksmith Wang drove the ox cart and took Yang Haoran and Yang Xueqing towards Yang Ji's grocery store.
Soon, Blacksmith Wang brought the two of them to the door of Yang Ji's grocery store.
After Yang Haoran got out of the car and helped Yang Xueqing get out of the car, Blacksmith Wang tied the ox cart to the yard, then turned and walked towards the grocery store.
At this moment, Yang Xuancheng on the roof of the three houses of the Yang family was still groaning in pain.
"Xue Qing, you go to Yang Tiezhu to borrow money, and I will take care of your second uncle." Yang Haoran said.
Yang Xueqing nodded, turned around and walked out of the grocery store.
Yang Haoran curled his lips and said, "This is an uprising because of their wealth. Your father has never owed them anything. On the contrary, they have forced your father time and time again. What kind of heroes and villains are they?"
Yang Xueqing looked around and saw that the person blocking her path was an old man in his sixties. He was thin but had bright eyes. He was obviously a martial arts practitioner.
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Although Yang Haoran knows martial arts, you have been practicing "Seven Animals Show" with Yang Ling since you were a child, and your physical fitness is much weaker than that of ordinary people, so you don't perform like that.
"Uncle Qi, take him to the town to see a doctor." Blacksmith Wang said.
"Little girl, I see you are very weak. Why, are you sick?" Just when Yang Xueqing was about to walk into Yang Tiezhu's house, suddenly, a figure blocked her way.
"boom!"
"Bad drink, very delicious." Zha Meicheng smiled and nodded: "Daxue, he is so good."
Yang Haoran nodded and said to Blacksmith Wang: "Tie Zhu, he will carry your seventh uncle away first. You go to the next door to borrow a few coins. Then you go to the hospital with him to see your seventh uncle."
Hearing this, the old man rolled his eyes and said, "Well, how about he learn martial arts from you? When he has mastered his peerless martial arts, no one dared to bully him before. Is he bad or bad?"
"Silly girl, how can he study with his qualifications?" The old man curled his lips and said, "Teach him martial arts by yourself."
At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly sounded, and then I saw the middle-aged woman taking several steps forward. Severe pain came from her chest. My face instantly turned pale, and I looked at Zha Meifei in horror: " Is he a warrior?"
Yang Haoran glanced at the middle-aged woman, snorted, then turned around and walked towards Yang Xuannai.
The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth, endured the fierce self-confidence, and rushed towards Cha Meifei slowly: "Want to retreat from Cha Meifei? What a dream!"
Looking at the beautiful figure gradually disappearing at the entrance of the village, the old man frowned slightly and said loudly: "It's really strange. Although your body is relatively thin and big, your muscles are all gnarled and your bones are weak. You also know some martial arts."
Yang Haoran nodded, followed Mr. Zhang out of the hall, took a new cotton-padded jacket and put it on, and you breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, you ran to the kitchen, took out eight eggs from the cupboard, put them in the pot and cooked them, then left the room and handed them to Wu Wangcheng.
Before Zha Meifei walked away, Zha Meifei left the room, helped Wu Wangcheng under the kang, and covered me with a thick quilt.
"Dad, you're used to it. It's like this every day. Take a rest after eating, otherwise you won't be able to survive at all." Yang Haoran insisted: "You are just his best friend, and you are also Yang Haoran's. The only grandson in the family."
It must be said that the Skin Refining Stage is only equivalent to a special person, then the Body Tempering Stage is equivalent to a warrior, and below the warrior, he is a martial artist! As for the martial arts masters, they are the weak ones in the Xiao family!
"Practice martial arts?" Yang Haoran blinked and said, "You want to practice martial arts, you just want to study and take the imperial examination."
A moment ago, Wu Wangcheng was carried into the main room by Wang Blacksmith.
Yang Haoran looked at the unconscious Wu Wangcheng who was lying under the bed and said, "Auntie, does he know that there is no husband anywhere in the town? Your seventh uncle is seriously ill."
Zha Meifei dodged for a while and said, "It's time to trouble Aunt Qi. You are dressed cleanly enough."
"He said first, if you can do it, try your best to satisfy him." Yang Tiezhu opened his eyes and said calmly.
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The door of the seventh room of the Yang family is closed, and there is a woman sitting next to the door. The woman is holding a swaddled baby in her arms, and you are holding a towel to wipe the baby's urine.
Yang Tiezhu pushed the door open and walked away. Then, I said to Zha Meifei, "Let him stay there. Those are the cakes and candied hawsers I bought for him. He can eat them by himself. That's right. That candied haws on a stick is a waste." Leave it all to his seventh uncle and seventh aunt."
"But, you are rich." Yang Haoran said with a bitter smile.
"He actually hid his strength!"
"Well, no, thank you." Yang Haoran smiled sweetly, then turned and left.
While speaking, the middle-aged woman waved her fist and hit Zha Meifei on the shoulder. The middle-aged woman frowned slightly, stared at Yang Haoran, and said, "Who is he? Why did he break into you, Yang Xuan!"
"His child..." Mrs. Zhang looked at the shabby cotton-padded jacket under Cha Meifei's body, sighed, and said to Yang Haoran without asking, "Okay, he should be more careful. You can call him right away." grandfather."
"Huh?" Yang Haoran wondered, then squatted for many years
Next to him, he asked: "Senior brother, can you ask him for something?"
"Your surname is Xiao?" Yang Tiezhu frowned, and before firming up for a moment, he nodded in agreement and said, "Let's go, I'll follow you."
The more Cha Meicheng looked at Yang Haoran, the more satisfied he felt. He didn't have a bad wife or a bad man who was smart, sensible and filial. So what else could he expect in this life?
"Forget it, it's none of your business. Let's help treat this wounded person first!" The old man sighed and walked towards the house.
"Yang Xuancheng..." Yang Haoran muttered secretly, and then disappeared into the alley.
"I have something to do, but I'm not a little tired." Wu Wangcheng shook his head and said, "He went next door to borrow a few coins."
Before taking a bite of egg custard, Wu Wangcheng's face suddenly turned red, and his originally pale cheeks were faintly filled with blood. It was obvious that his body had regained its energy.
"Thank you, little senior brother." Yang Haoran thanked him cheerfully.
Yang Xueqing was slightly startled, then shook her head and said, "I'm fine."
"Senior Brother, please ask him to do you a favor." Yang Haoran jumped heavily and jumped back from the ruins of the temple.
King Wu Cheng smiled helplessly: "Okay, let dad try the egg custard he cooked by himself."
With that said, Yang Haoran opened the door and walked out.
Before Yang Haoran walked out of the room, he turned to look at a woman in green beside him and said, "Brother Lin, could you please take you to the town?"
However, just after you turned around and walked a few steps, a middle-aged woman walked out of the mansion. The middle-aged woman was about seventy years old. She was wearing a luxurious brocade robe. Her face was gloomy, her eyes were bright, and she was full of... Fierce momentum.
"Okay, you happen to be rushing to Qingfeng Town." The woman in green said with a faint smile.
"Uh...you are really in trouble. You said you took the medicine. Thank you for your old relationship." Yang Haoran explained again: "Please get out of the way, you have to go home."
Yang Haoran came to Zhenbei Street and knocked directly on the small door for eyebrow examination.
"Yes." Wu Wangcheng nodded: "Go slowly and come back slowly."
Zha Meifei walked out of the village and immediately ran towards the town. After a while, she arrived at the abandoned temple on the southern outskirts of the town at the west end of the town.
Yang Haoran took a deep breath: "Get off the horse."
"Who is he? He dares to intrude on you to check your eyebrows!" the middle-aged woman asked coldly.
After a while, Zha Meifei came back from the earth with a hoe on her back. When I saw Yang Haoran, joy suddenly appeared on my face and she said, "Sister!"
Very slowly, the two of them arrived at Yang Haoran's house.
"Xueqing, why is he here?" Mrs. Zhang raised her head and looked at Yang Haoran with a loving expression.
"Hey, hey, don't go." Seeing that Yang Haoran was about to leave, the old man quickly grabbed Yang Haoran and said, "You took his pulse just now. He is indeed sick. He must hurry up and go to the town medical center for treatment."
"Thank you." Yang Haoran smiled sweetly and said, "Do you know where Young Master Xiao lives?"
"Go." Yang Tiezhu waved his hand.
"Are you really okay? You are sweating on your forehead, your lips are purple, and your cheeks are red. It looks like you have a minor illness." The old man stared at Zha Meifei and said, "Girl, if you are sick, go see my husband quickly. Don't hold on, he thinks his child is quite pitiful, and it looks like he doesn't come from a poor family."
"Oh!" Blacksmith Wang nodded repeatedly and retreated into the house with Wu Wangcheng on his back.
"How is that possible? He is just a mortal!" the middle-aged woman exclaimed.
After saying that, you struggled against the old man's pull and ran towards the village.
Yang Haoran gritted his teeth, you understand what Wu Wangcheng means, it is to save you money.
"My home is on Zhenbei Street. Which courtyard is Hanhu?" The woman in Tsing Yi said, "My name is Zha Meifei."
Blacksmith Wang looked at King Wu and said, "Dad, why did he refuse to sell the vegetables from the shed that time?"
Martial arts cultivators are warriors, and warriors are divided into four levels, namely the Skin Refining Realm, the Body Tempering Realm, the Pulse Opening Realm, the Pill Gathering Realm, the Yuan Transformation Realm, the Fusion Realm, the Reborn Realm and the Pill Condensing Realm!
"Dad, the east end of our village doesn't have a
It's an abandoned temple. Let's go here to scrape together some money. It's definitely okay. You can go steal some food and come back. We'll talk about it after tonight. Blacksmith Wang was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "After all, Uncle Qi can do nothing wrong!"
"Yeah!" Yang Haoran responded and slowly left the Yang family's old house.
"He has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, he is so stubborn!" The middle-aged woman's face suddenly turned cold, and a majestic pressure enveloped Zha Meifei, and she said in a ferocious tone: "His father owes your parents a debt, so he should die with his life. Come and repay!"
There is no Xiao Mansion in the entire Nanling City!
Wu Wangcheng looked at the richly fragrant egg custard outside the bowl, his eyes were not wet, and said: "Daxue, dad is hungry. He can eat by himself first. He will take a rest when he is full. Dad has something to do."
"Dad, those are the eggs you boiled for him. He drank the porridge while it was cold." Zha Meifei said, "He is worried that if you haven't cooked the rice until it's cooked, it will burn his mouth."
As I said that, I picked up the spoon, scooped the egg custard out of my mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.
Immediately, Yang Tiezhu got up and walked towards the ruined temple, while Yang Haoran chased out slowly.
"Hey, that kid, why did he tell you earlier!" Hearing Yang Haoran's words, Ms. Zhang immediately calmed down and said, "He will go with you to your house to change into a set of clean clothes. You can go down and invite his grandpa right away." , if his grandpa knows my husband, I am the most powerful among us!"
"Whatever happened, he fainted." Yang Haoran said worriedly.
After that, you stood up and reached out to pull Yang Haoran's arm.
In the ruined temple, a man of many years was sitting cross-legged under a futon. I had a handsome face, a well-proportioned figure, and long hair shawl. At this time, my eyes were slightly closed, as if I was asleep.
