Not long after, Jing Jieying prepared some dishes and put them on the table. The sights, smells and tastes are perfect, and the scenery has been there for a few days. At this moment, my index finger is moving.
"We don't have much meat at home. Let's eat whatever you want. If you want to eat, go to the butcher tomorrow morning to buy some."
Jing Jieying took the bowl and sat down, and said casually.
Jingfeng responded vaguely, his mouth already full of food.
Seeing his funny look while eating, Jing Jieying chuckled and said, "Eat slowly, let's see what you look like. No one will compete with you."
Jingfeng just nodded, his hand movements not slow at all.
After the food was over, Jingfeng suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Jing Jieying: "Mom, did anyone from the Qianlong Chamber of Commerce come to see you a few days ago?"
"No."
Jing Jieying looked puzzled and answered without thinking.
"Why don't you think about it again?" Jingfeng didn't believe it.
Jing Jieying thought for a while this time, but still shook her head in denial.
"Qianlong Chamber of Commerce? It's the one in the southern town, right? Why are you looking for me?"
When Jing Feng saw that Jing Jieying didn't look like she was lying to him, he gently waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
Strangely, when I was evading the pursuit of the Li family, Long Jiu and I went our separate ways and asked him to go home for me and convey my last words. Later, I told me clearly that I had entrusted a reliable person from the Qianlong Chamber of Commerce to handle this matter?
Jingfeng wondered secretly, could it be possible that Long Jiu didn't do the next thing at all?
Impossible, Long Jiu is not such a person.
Jingfeng shook his head and tried to eliminate this idea. After all, Long Jiu was affectionate and righteous to him, and he still believed in Long Jiu.
"What's wrong, Feng'er, is there something wrong?"
Seeing that Jing Feng was not in the right state, Jing Jieying asked with concern.
"Mom, I'm fine, I just suddenly thought of something."
Jing Jieying nodded to herself, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked with interest: "Hey, Feng'er, what happened when I went out to practice this time? Can you tell me about it?"
Jingfeng saw her face upturned with a longing expression like a girl's, so he naturally didn't disturb her interest, so he told her one by one all the things that had happened since she left home in the past six months.
In some dangerous moments, Jingfeng was afraid that telling the truth would make Jing Jieying worried, so he casually mentioned it or omitted it.
With the vivid description of the scenery, Jing Jieying seemed to be immersed in the scene. Her beautiful face was sometimes happy, sometimes worried, sometimes shocked, and kept changing.
The mother and son kept talking until late at night, and then they finally ended. Jing Jieying looked at Jingfeng with a completely different expression.
"Mom, this is what happened, Mom? Mom!"
"Ah? Oh, it's over." Jing Jieying seemed to be still immersed in it, a trace of blush flashed on her cheeks as moist as cream.
"That girl from the Long family and her father are really good to you. You must never let others down." Jing Jieying said seriously.
"Mom, why are you included? I already have Lian'er in my heart!" Jingfeng was helpless.
"What are you thinking about? Mom said, I have been in business for generations and I have to help you under so much pressure from the city lord. You can't just walk away like this. We must repay this kindness!"
Jingfeng's eyes widened and he thought, "I dare you to say this."
"That's for sure. I, Jingfeng, will certainly remember their feelings, and I came back this time to ask my master for help."
"Your master, I haven't seen him for a few days. You can go find him yourself tomorrow."
Jingfeng nodded. He had some important things to ask his master when he came back this time. It could be said that it was urgent.
"By the way, Feng'er, come with me to the backyard later. Mom wants to tell you something."
After dinner, Jingfeng cleared the tables and chairs and went to the backyard, where he saw Jing Jieying lighting incense on her father's memorial tablet.
"Feng'er, here we come. We've been away from home for a long time. Let's lay a stick of incense for my father first."
Seeing Jingfeng coming, Jing Jieying stepped aside and said to him.
Jingfeng looked at the memorial tablet of his father Han Mingyu with a more solemn expression. He stepped forward as instructed, smoked three sticks of fine incense, lit it with the candle next to it, and inserted it into the brass incense burner directly in front of the altar table.
Jingfeng knelt on the futon, lowered his head, and prayed to the spiritual throne sincerely: "Dad, my son has been out practicing these days, and I haven't been able to offer you incense every day. I hope you won't blame me."
After saying that, he kowtowed to the ground three times. Although this father and Jing Feng had never met, he had been influenced by his mother since childhood, and Jing Feng respected his father very much.
"Get up, Feng'er."
Jingfeng looked up at his mother and stood up silently.
Jing Feng couldn't help but frown when he saw Jing Jieying pick up a long whip on the altar table.
This ancient whip was fake. Xingfeng and Ouyang Lian discussed it and made it out of ordinary iron. Only they knew about it.
Could it be?
"Feng'er, this ancient whip is fake, right? Why are you using it to fool me?" Jing Jieying looked unhappy and asked with an iron whip in hand.
"ah?"
Jingfeng opened his mouth wide with an incredible look.
"Ah what? Ouyang Lian has already told me, and you still pretend to be stupid with me?"
Jing Jieying's beautiful eyes were filled with anger. As she spoke, she slapped Jingfeng's butt.
Damn, Uncle Ouyang, you are so unjust!
Jingfeng teased in his heart, but still begged for mercy: "Hiss! It hurts, it hurts, mother, please listen to my explanation."
"Okay, I'll listen to your explanation."
Jing Jieying nodded heavily, then crossed her arms in front of her chest, as if if Jingfeng was dissatisfied with anything she said, she would immediately whip her again.
Looking at this posture, Jingfeng guessed that this matter could no longer be kept secret, so he just had to tell the truth.
"That day I made an appointment with Lian'er to accompany her to collect herbs on Mount Daxian. When I left, my eyelids kept twitching. I felt that this trip was not peaceful, so I took my father's royal weapon with me to give myself some confidence."
"Because I broke the contract, Lian'er and Ge Yijian were in danger. In desperation, I used the royal weapon to kill the cave master who wanted to harm them, but the royal weapon was also broken. Mother, you also know what happened next..."
Jingfeng lowered his head, and when his mother didn't speak for a long time, he looked up curiously.
Looking into Jing Jieying's eyes, Jingfeng said with some embarrassment: "Mom, I have my own reasons. You won't be angry with me, right?"
After saying that, Jingfeng knew he had said the wrong thing. It was a royal weapon, not to mention a relic of his father. How could his mother not be angry?
"Mom is angry, but not because you destroyed my father's belongings. Forget it, think about it yourself here."
Jing Jieying looked at Jingfeng, her pretty face softened a little.
"It's getting late. I'm going to rest first. I have to open a shop tomorrow."
With that said, Jing Jieying put down the fake iron whip in her hand and left the backyard.
Jingfeng felt ashamed and knelt on the spot. He felt that his mother's punishment was right. But he thought over and over what Jing Jieying had just said and was extremely puzzled.
If my mother didn't break her father's belongings because she was saving someone, then why was she angry?
Jingfeng thought about it all night and had no idea. At dawn, he shook his head, trying to forget all the messy thoughts in his mind, and then got up and walked out of the house.
Jingfeng's current cultivation level is extremely extraordinary in the secular world, and even a night of sleepless nights will have no effect on his body.
Many elderly people in the countryside get up early, and there are also many village men and women doing farm work. Now is the autumn harvest time, and the small Liangxiang Village is quickly becoming lively.
Jingfeng first went to the place where the royal weapon was buried and took out two broken whips. Then he came to the west of the village and heard the muffled sound of heavy blacksmithing, which refreshed Jingfeng's spirits.
In a small blacksmith shop, a tall and burly man was holding a sledgehammer and pounding the red iron on the chopping board. The man's arms were gnarled with muscles, his arms were strong, and his bright eyes were shining. Who else could he be if he wasn't Ouyang Lian?
"Uncle!"
A familiar voice came from not far away. The beard on Ouyang Lian's face trembled. Then he raised his head and saw a handsome young man walking towards him.
When Ouyang Lian saw that the person coming was Jingfeng, he quickly put down the iron in his hand, wiped his eyes with his arm, and after confirming again, he happily came forward.
"Oh, the Jing family boy is finally back!"
Although Ouyang Lian is Jingfeng's senior, the two of them have a good relationship as both teachers and friends, and they get along very well.
"Uncle, I feel very friendly every time I see you. Do you miss me?"
The two hadn't seen each other for half a year, and Jingfeng was very happy to meet again.
"Think about it, I look forward to your return with a full load every day."
Jingfeng laughed and said, "Uncle, you are so gross."
Ouyang Lian was so amused that he burst into laughter. The two chatted for a few words, and then brought Jingfeng closer to the blacksmith shop.
"Uncle, I brought my father's royal weapon. I should have almost collected the repair materials."
"Really? Then I will start repairing it for you today. Just give me all the materials."
Ouyang Lian was a little surprised, but he was not surprised that Jingfeng had collected these things in half a year.
"good."
Jingfeng opened the storage bag and took out the Thousand Condensate Liquid, Mansiyan, Stoner's Jadeite and several Cave Master's inner elixirs needed to repair the royal weapon one by one.
Ouyang Lian looked at the scenery with interest, then picked up the stone jade and played with it. The warm and cool feeling in his hands made him feel a little comfortable.
"By the way, uncle, I have found all the materials you asked me to collect."
Ouyang Lian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, feeling a little surprised. It was not easy to collect the few materials he needed.
"Hunxi copper, Shaoxian sapphire, and white crown."
Jingfeng coded these three materials and handed them to Ouyang Lian. The other party inspected it after taking over, and a look of satisfaction gradually appeared on his face.
"Thank you, kid. I owe you a favor."
Ouyang Lian had a smile on his face, patted Jingfeng on the shoulder and said.
Jingfeng knew how to be a good person, so he quickly said: "No, no, uncle, you helped me repair my father's relics without saying anything. How can I accept this favor?"
"Haha, I just love what you say, but it's just a matter of fact. You found the materials to repair the magic weapon yourself, and you also helped me a lot."
Jingfeng waved his hand casually and said, "Uncle, it's really not necessary. Just help me fix the broken whip. I'm still young and I don't want to be ungrateful or ungrateful."
"Okay, then uncle won't be polite to you."
Ouyang Lian said, but actually he secretly remembered Jingfeng's favor in his heart.
"By the way, I'm a little curious, why is this white Nue crown only half-cut? There should be a lot of these white Nues in Shanzhang Mountain, right?"
Jingfeng thought for a moment, then became serious, and answered Ouyang Lian's doubts: "Uncle, you don't know something. The number of white nuns is very small nowadays, and it is too dangerous to get a complete white nun crown."
"I haven't been to Shanzhang Mountain in many years, but how can I say it's dangerous?"
