Protect Our Patriarch Chapter 32: The young patriarch’s school life

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At the same time.

In Wang Shouzhe's small courtyard, two young and beautiful young women were sitting in the pavilion, sewing clothes for the men in the family.

After a spring rain, everything in the courtyard seems to have been washed, removing dirt and becoming fresher. The color of the lawn becomes more emerald, and the flowers blooming on the branches become more delicate.

But such spring beauty is not half as colorful as the woman in the pavilion.

Among them, the leading woman is wearing a long aqua dress, with a graceful figure and a gentle temperament. She is clearly the Wang family's wife, Liu Ruolan.

As a Lingtai realm monk, she is now nearly forty, but she still looks like she is in her early twenties, and even her temperament has not changed at all.

On the stone table in front of her, there were several plates of fresh fruits.

She and another beautiful young woman were sewing clothes skillfully while chatting about their parents' affairs. Sometimes they would free up their hands to eat a few pieces of fruits. It was really pleasant.

In the yard, two four or five-year-old children were flapping butterflies.

A kid in crotchless pants who had just learned to walk followed the two "big kids" with a bang. He fell down from time to time, but he was not afraid of the pain. He got up and patted his **** and continued babbling: "Sister~ ~Wait for me."

The two older children are a boy and a girl. The girl among them is pretty and has a lively temperament. She is Wang Shouzhe's second queen Li Yue. The other slightly younger boy is " Wang Zongchang is the son of Wang Zongchang, the second eldest son of the Zongzong generation.

As for the little kid who was still wearing crotchless pants and wrestling while walking, he was Wang Shouzhe's second son, Wang Zongrui.

The three children got into a group and had a great time.

This situation is like a long painting scroll full of life, worthy of the sentence "the years are quiet and peaceful".

"Feifei, is Shi Cheng already four years old?" Liu Ruolan glanced at the beautiful young woman next to her with a smile while sewing her clothes, "You and Zong Chang should work harder and have two more children, so that we, the Wang family, can Fill in some people."

"Auntie~" The beautiful young woman was embarrassed by what she said, and lowered her head with a blushing face, "Why, how can you work hard for such things?"

This beautiful young woman's name is "Liu Feifei", and she was born in the direct lineage of the Liu family in Shanyin.

When she was eighteen years old, she married Wang Zongchang, who was thirty years old at the time. It has been more than four years now, and even her children are running around. In terms of seniority, Liu Ruolan was her aunt from the same clan, so Liu Ruolan naturally treated her a little more affectionately than others.

"What's so shy about this?" Liu Ruolan glanced at her and said, "Your child is already four years old, why are you so shy like a girl?"

"Aunt, no, it's not..." Liu Feifei lowered her head, her face flushed, "Well, Zong Chang has been pioneering outside the territory recently. And after he came back, he was also obsessed with cultivation... He is not very good at that kind of thing. Positive..."

"He's not active, so why don't you just be active?" Liu Ruolan said like an old driver, "You have to let him learn the taste and he can't do without you. Listen to me, this time he comes back from a mission , then leave the child in my courtyard. Get some side dishes and wine, and have a good time with him. Come here, come here, I will teach you some ways of being a charioteer..."

After saying that, she and Liu Feifei bit their ears and taught each other carefully.

"Yes, Auntie..." Liu Feifei bit her lips lightly, her cheeks already so red that they were almost bleeding.

She never expected that there would be so many ways between husband and wife. The tricks my aunt mentioned were really... embarrassing.

While the aunt and niece were talking, Liu Ruolan suddenly raised her pretty eyebrows and said with joy, "Huh? My husband is back."

Her cultivation level is profound and her spiritual consciousness is especially powerful. Naturally, she can sense Wang Shouzhe's approach from a distance.

Sure enough, within a moment, there was a series of messy footsteps outside the yard, and then Wang Shouzhe entered the yard with a group of children, large and small.

Liu Ruolan and Liu Feifei put down their work and stepped forward to greet them.

"Husband, you've had a hard journey~" Liu Ruolan said with a woman's courtesy.

Wang Shouzhe hurriedly returned the gift: "It is more difficult for my wife to take care of things at home."

As the couple greeted each other, the other juniors also began to salute each other. Daughter Wang Liyue and son Wang Zongrui both rushed over, hugged Wang Shouzhe's thighs one on the left and started to act like a baby.

Liu Ruolan hurriedly asked the kitchen to prepare a table of good food and wine, preparing to take care of her husband and reward him for his hard work.

Taking this time, Wang Shouzhe also set up his posture in the yard and began to test a group of children's homework.

After a while, Wang Shouzhe nodded frequently and his expression became much kinder.

These children have learned their homework relatively steadily. It is obvious that these years of learning have not been in vain. Unlike before, every time Wang Shouzhe tested his younger brothers, sisters and nieces, he would turn blue with anger.

But even so, those little guys were walking on thin ice with trepidation. After all, this is Fourth Uncle/Fourth Grandpa. Who wouldn’t be afraid in front of him?

"Zongcai, you are the best." Wang Shouzhe praised kindly, "Just set an example for children younger than you."

"Yes, Fourth Uncle."

Wang Zongcai bowed and replied in a very honest and obedient manner.

After a slight hesitation, he asked: "Fourth uncle, what kind of place is the county town? Can I apply to help my father in the county town? I want to see it."

Wang Shouzhe glanced at him and said with a smile: "It's not impossible. You will be sixteen years old in the next year, and it's time to contribute to the family. Go to the county town for two years to train and gain experience. Okay. Let’s do this. When next spring comes, you will go to the county town with your father.”

Wang Zongcai immediately beamed with joy: "Thank you, fourth uncle, for making it possible."

While talking, the banquet has been set up in the side hall.

Wang Shouzhe took everyone to a side hall and had a meal together.

This meal was spent in silence. When the meal was over, Wang Shouzhe put down his chopsticks and said, "Okay, go ahead and do what you have to do~ You have given me a solid foundation in my homework and cultivation. I will do random checks next time."

"Yes, Fourth Uncle/Fourth Grandpa~"

As if they had received an amnesty, the children quickly bowed and left in a polite manner.

As soon as they were a little further away from the yard, a group of people immediately ran away. Just kidding, dining with Fourth Uncle/Fourth Grandpa is too stressful.

"Aunt, fourth uncle." Liu Feifei took Wang Wangcheng's little hand and bowed, "Shi Cheng and I also took our leave first."

"Feifei, don't worry." Liu Ruolan said, "You take Shi Cheng to live in my yard for two days, and take care of Liyue and Zong Rui. Your fourth uncle and I are going out, and we have some important things to do. Do it."

"Yes, aunt."

Although Liu Feifei was a little confused, she still obeyed her words obediently.

On the other hand, Wang Liyue and Wang Zongrui, a pair of children, looked at their mother with wide eyes. Why is it that my father has just come back and my mother has to go out with him to do something important again?

Wang Shouzhe was also slightly stunned.

Why does Ruolan become more and more anxious in this regard as he gets older?

Furthermore, I don’t know if it’s because of her spiritual body or whether her cultivation is getting higher and higher. Wang Shouzhe always felt that her figure and temperament were getting better and better. I didn't notice it before, but this time I came back after being away from home for nearly three months, and the changes were particularly obvious.

Follow it.

On Zhuwei Lake, in Shuiyue Pavilion, Wang Shouzhe spent the first two days of happiness and the last three days of not-so-pleasure.

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At the same time.

Zifu Academy.

Changchun Valley.

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, it is the time when vegetation grows and the spiritual energy of wood between heaven and earth is at its peak. It is also the most beautiful time of the year in Changchun Valley.

With the blessing of the best wood spiritual veins, the wood spiritual energy in Changchun Valley is far more abundant than anywhere else. It can be said that everything is full of vitality.

Towering trees can be seen everywhere, green as shade and full of vitality. In the planned spiritual field, there are countless spiritual valleys and spiritual fruits, various spiritual flowers are blooming, various spiritual bees are buzzing all over the mountain, and various spiritual butterflies are flying around. It is really a picturesque spring scene.

Deep in the Changchun Valley, a small courtyard with a wooden structure is quietly located in the corner.

There is a spiritual spring in the courtyard, which is divided into three spiritual fields.

In the spiritual field, some fast-growing spiritual vegetables and fruits are planted.

Next to the spiritual field, a fence was built, which contained six first-order spiritual birds - red-bellied golden sparrows.

They are said to be "birds", but in fact each one is a bird weighing about a hundred pounds. They have red bellies with golden feathers and tail feathers like blazing fire. They are quite attractive. However, each one of them has been raised to be round and round, and it is obvious that they cannot fly.

At this moment, in the spiritual field, a young man wearing the uniform of an ordinary disciple of Changchun Valley was holding a **** and weeding with his head lowered.

This young man has handsome features and a good temperament. Even though he is dressed simply and does the most down-to-earth farm work, he cannot hide his outstanding appearance.

This young man is surprisingly the eldest son of the Wang family, Wang Zongan.

He lowered his head and hoeed for a while, and after removing all the weeds that competed with the spiritual vegetables, melons, and fruits for nutrients, he put down the hoe, went to the yard to get feed, and began to feed the six golden finches.

They are extremely delicate when eating. They need to be fed with steamed spiritual rice and a fixed amount of spiritual fruits and vegetables. From time to time, they have to add dozens of kilograms of meat to adjust their mouths.

Speaking of this red-bellied golden finch, apart from the slightly valuable feathers on its body, its main function is to lay eggs. Gorgeous eggs are as big as a melon and are delicious whether steamed, boiled or scrambled.

That's right.

Golden sparrow eggs are for eating, and each credit can only be exchanged for three! Ordinary students couldn't afford it, and only those core disciples would occasionally exchange a few for a taste.

According to the seniors and seniors, the one who loves eating golden bird eggs the most in Changchun Valley is the young lady Luwei who is most favored by Master Changchun.

However, Master Changchun and Junior Sister Luwei went out to do business a few days ago. The person in charge of foreign affairs in Changchun Valley now is the highly respected Senior Brother Jinshan.

Wang Zongan was arranged to enter Changchun Valley by Wang Shouzhe not to follow the academy route, but just to experience life, get rich, and to cultivate the comprehensive abilities of his direct heirs in all aspects.

In my father's words, boys have to suffer more. You are the heir to the Wang family.

Send you a cash red envelope!

Therefore, he hid his identity from the beginning, enrolled in school in a low-key manner, and wore a high-level breath-condensing jade pendant that could hide even the spiritual consciousness of Lingtai monks.

Except for Master Changchun and Junior Sister Luwei, everyone in Changchun Valley thought that he was just an ordinary disciple, so naturally they would not do anything special for him, and they would make whatever arrangements they wanted.

Because of this, in addition to the work in the yard, he also has to take care of about three acres of spiritual land every day.

After all the work in the quota is done, he will have about half a day of free time, which can be used to practice, do tasks, or socialize.

In addition, every ten days, a senior brother will hold a big class in the Taoist Hall, where they can learn the exercises, listen to their experiences, etc.

At first, Wang Zongan felt quite fresh because he was out of the control of his parents. But the freshness only lasted for a month, and he became somewhat impatient.

The daily work and practice here are too boring. Except for his neighbor's senior sister and senior brother who occasionally came to see him, he had almost no high-profile social activities.

As a legitimate young master and the young patriarch of the Wang family, Wang Zongan has lived in the spotlight since he was a child. Where has he ever lived like this?

This gave him an unreal feeling of falling to the bottom.

So much so that when he was feeding the golden finches, he couldn't help but start to suspect that maybe it was just an excuse for his parents to send him to Changchun Valley for exercise.

In the final analysis, she probably disliked him for growing up and living together was a hindrance.

"Alas~ It's so difficult for me, Master Zongan, to have such a pair of parents." Wang Zongan sighed.

"An'an~"

Just when Wang Zongan sighed.

An older (twenty-three-year-old) senior who looked just like a middle-aged man called his name and broke into his yard.

She also carried a bamboo basket of "strange mushrooms" and expressed condolences to Wang Zongan, "An'an, your will is a little depressed. Are you homesick? It's normal to be homesick. After a year or two, you can I got used to it. Come on, this time the rainy season is abundant, and the mushrooms under the Changchun Spirit Tree are growing very well, and each one is plump and tender. I finally picked a basket, and I invite you to taste it together."

"This mushroom..." Wang Zongan was a little dizzy when he saw the shape of the mushroom. The appearance of this mushroom was so... it made people blush!

"Are they all big?" Senior Bai Ling said boastfully, "I queued up in the middle of the night. After the ban was lifted in the early morning, I picked the fattest ones. This kind of mushroom is delicious and has a lot of flavor. It strengthens the effect of replenishing qi and blood. It is a cultivation material that ordinary disciples like us can get for free. Other meridians and peaks do not have such benefits."

"Junior Sister Bai Ling, Junior Brother Zong An." A gentle voice sounded, and at the same time, the tall, strong and dark Senior Brother Yuan Mo walked in, "You guys are eating mushrooms and you don't want to call me in? We are all neighbors. I brought a spiritual fish, which is just right for making soup with the spiritual mushrooms."

Wang Zongan's eyelids twitched. Every time Senior Bai Ling appeared, Senior Brother Yuan Mo would come as promised, as if he was watching her all the time.

But when Senior Bai Ling saw Senior Brother Yuan Mo, her face turned a little ugly: "Even if I give the mushrooms I picked so hard to eat to dogs or pigs, I won't give them to you."

"Uh..." Wang Zongan's face was a little stiff. Senior Bai Ling, is this appropriate for you to say?

Then, Senior Bai Ling ran into the kitchen of Wang Zong'an's courtyard very familiar with the way and started to work. She shouted in surprise: "Senior Zong An, do you still have third-level spiritual bacon? This one is served with spiritual mushrooms. It's just right to stew them together. But you should use your freshman credits sparingly and don't waste them."

This is the fourth level spiritual bacon!

Wang Zongan secretly replied that this was what Aunt Luoqiu left behind when she came to visit him secretly. The reason why he wanted to be secretive must be that he didn't dare to disobey the big devil's father's orders.

He couldn't defeat Senior Bai Ling, so he let her go and started doing the yard work on his own.

As for Senior Brother Yuan Mo, he was even more reluctant to leave when he heard that there was third-level spiritual bacon to eat. Anyway, he was older and thick-skinned. He just helped Wang Zongan with some work and was prepared to stay and eat as a matter of course.

Less than half an hour.

Senior Bai Ling cooked the spirit rice quickly, paired it with thinly sliced ​​spirit bacon, and a large pot of spirit mushroom soup with minced bacon and diced pork. The soup was as thick as white jade and fragrant.

Not to mention, Senior Bai Ling’s cooking skills are pretty good.

Under the look of disgust from Senior Bai Ling, Senior Brother Yuan Mo sat down to eat together nonchalantly.

This meal made Wang Zongan very satisfied. Although the mushrooms looked weird, they were really delicious. It made him feel much better.

He couldn't help but wonder how to keep these mushrooms fresh and give them to his parents and family members to try. Although he always complained about his parents, he still respected and loved them.

"By the way, have you heard about it?" Senior Brother Yuan Mo said, pretending to be a know-it-all, "I heard that the dean, who is said to have been in seclusion all the time, actually went out to recruit disciples himself. . I heard that I have recruited a rare genius. He is only nineteen years old and is already on the second level of the Lingtai realm. His fighting power can compete with ordinary heavenly beings."

"Nineteen years old, second level of Lingtai Realm? To compete with the Heavenly Realm, there is such a peerless genius in this world!" Senior Sister Bai Ling was amazed, and then glanced at Yuan Mo, "Senior Brother Yuan Mo, you are already thirty He's only 8 years old and only at the eighth level of Qi Refining Realm! In comparison, he's really useless."

Senior Brother Yuan Mo remained silent. In fact, at his age, if you put him in an outside aristocratic family, he would be the seed of the Lingtai from an eighth- or ninth-grade aristocratic family. But compared with that mysterious genius, he really looks like a loser.

However, after Senior Bai Ling finished speaking, she felt depressed for a while. She is also an ordinary disciple, how can she be better than senior brother Yuan Mo?

"That's all, don't think about those high-ranking geniuses. The more you compare, the more sad you will be." Senior Sister Bai Ling cast her sights on Wang Zongan, "Senior Brother An'an, we are all ordinary disciples, so we should do our best in a down-to-earth manner. Work as you should. When you reach the Lingtai realm, you will start working for the Academy for decades. After you have accumulated enough credits, you can return to the family."

The Academy does not require these ordinary disciples to stay in the Academy for the rest of their lives. They can still return to the family if they meet certain conditions.

Wang Zongan was speechless for a while. Siblings from the same mother were treated very differently. His sister became the dean's favorite disciple, but he could only hang out with the ordinary disciples of Changchun Valley.

However, he also felt a little bit about his parents' intention of putting it here. The level he usually interacts with is too high, and the treatment he receives on weekdays is also too good.

So much so that he cannot see the hardships of the "low-level monks". It would be really good for his growth to experience more of the lives of ordinary people. As for his sister Wang Liyao, she is on a different path from him.

He, Wang Zongan, is the young patriarch, and he will take on the great cause of the Wang family in the future!

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