"Have you ever heard that Mr. Yang recently founded a college?"

Mrs. Wang's tone eased a little, but she complained with three points.

Song Lian's heart was thrilled, and she immediately realized that the old master's complaints had come from.

I regretted: "Yes, the college that Yang Mo founded must have had a wife involved, but it was not convenient for her to come forward. She was complaining that we didn't go to support us on the day of opening!"

Immediately made up my mind and immediately asked my son to give him a generous gift after he went back.

Compared to Song Lian, the others' reaction was half a beat slower. They heard the dissatisfaction in the old lady's tone, but they couldn't understand why they were dissatisfied.

Some nodded, while others pretended to be confused and did not dare to shake their heads, but showed a look of confusion.

The old lady glanced at it and kept the old people pretending to be confused in her heart. She had to beat them up after she went back.

"Young Master Yang's Jixia Academy is also involved."

After the old lady finished speaking, everyone came back to the point and quickly stood up to avenge the crime.

"Okay, those who don't know will not be guilty."

Mrs. Wang waved her hand: "You are just thinking about the more than 200 million yuan, right? Do you think Mr. Yang and Laozi are lying to you, right?"

"Madam, where are you talking? Which of these people here has not received your grace? Don't say that if I, Mr. Song, hadn't given me, had you, had given me a reward, and had given me a living, it would be him, Su Sancai, who had spent three big money in Jizhou to buy him."

Song Lian pointed to an old man next to him. The old man evoked memories of the past, his eyes were slightly red, and he wiped his tears.

Yang Mo looked at him and thought of his name again.

Su Sancai?

Mrs. Wang bought it back with three big money. I guess his name was based on these three big money.

I felt sad again that life is really worthless, and you can buy someone with only three big money.

Not as expensive as a pair of straw sandals.

"A good person doesn't live long, a good person is such a good person..."

The old man named Su Sancai by Song Lian is obviously not a talkative person. He is rather dull and realizes that it is inappropriate when he opens his mouth.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Wang heard this, her face looked a little bad, and she snorted slightly: "Why, your young master has long been a good person. Su Sancai, are you saying that I am an immortal?"

Just this sentence made Su Sancai scared her and she lost tears. Her face turned pale. She slid from the chair with a bang and then shattered the tea bowl next to her.

He came to his senses and quickly turned over and knelt down to kowtow.

But Yang Mo stepped forward with a very eye-catching look and helped him.

He is the one who knows the old lady's character best. He has been arrogant all his life and is the one who cannot suffer any loss.

Although all of the people who came today were her confidants.

But the more this happens, the less she cannot suffer.

"Okay, it's the one who buried the loess in his neck, so he's still dead."

Mrs. Wang retorted again, but her tone became much softer: "Your body is no better than before. I heard that I was seriously ill at the beginning of spring this year. Just keep it at home. Why are you doing with me?"

With Yang Mo's support, Su Sancai sat on the table. When he heard that Mrs. Wang was concerned, he couldn't stop his tears.

"Madam, when it was early spring, I wanted to come to the mansion to pay my respects to my wife. The doctor said that my illness was contagious, so I didn't dare to come. Now it's so quick..."

Su Sancai's voice was a little choked: "Today my wife summoned her, even if she crawled, she had to climb over."

He said to Yang Mo again: "Young Master Yang, your academy is open. I really don't know that old man, otherwise I would have to send a gift."

His tone was very humble and he did not despise Yang Mo because of his youth.

Yang Mo felt increasingly moved in his heart. It was not without reason that Mrs. Wang could cover up the sky in Taiyuan.

I became more and more envious of Mrs. Wang’s connections.

"It's not too late. It's just a few days since I opened. It's time to use money, so it's time to make up for it later."

Mrs. Wang gave him a step, and Su Sancai's eyes showed surprise and he quickly got up to salute.

When the others saw this, they all stood up and accused them, and then they all said they wanted to make up for the gifts.

Su Sancai said again: "Madam, the old slave has an incredible grandson who is the same age as the young master. In previous years, he has been with the young master and later sent him to his hometown in Jizhou."

Mrs. Wang seemed to remember something: "Yes, I still remember that boy was so cute. He was so tall when he was sent to Jizhou."

When Mrs. Wang mentioned Su Sancai's grandson, she was also happy, with a smile on her face, and stretched out her hand to gesture.

"In previous years, when the Chinese New Year came, he was the first person to kowtow to me. He came before dawn."

When the people around saw the old lady being excited, they followed her with her mouth.

Some said, "Yes, that tiger boy is stupid, the tallest among those kids, but he is a little stupid."

Some say, "It's a little dumb, but it's a sweet-mouthed person to greet people."

Although Mrs. Wang didn't like Su Sancai very much, when the people around him said that his grandson was stupid, they immediately retorted: "How about I say, you old guys are all dizzy, and Xiaohuzi is not stupid? She is very smart in her heart."

"The first red envelope for the New Year every year is the biggest."

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter and said that it was that way.

"It's said that a brother from your hometown in Jizhou has no grandson, so he has adopted it, right?"

Mrs. Wang looked at Su Sancai and asked.

"Yes, my brother is also in a miserable life. He only has one son. He has never had a son and has not had a son or a daughter for more than three years."

Su Sancai wiped his tears: "The old slave sent his second son and his boy to Jizhou."

"How is it now? I came back every year a few years ago, but there has been no movement in the past few years."

Mrs. Wang complained with three points again.

Su Sancai shook his head and smiled bitterly: "My brother has been paralyzed since four years ago and cannot leave anyone around him. He has been with him for four years and has disappeared as soon as the spring of this year. He has sent him a funeral. The old slave wrote a letter a few days ago, intending to let him come back."

"Yes, although Jizhou is your hometown, it will be gone if you lose people. Let the second boy come back quickly."

After Mrs. Wang said that, Su Sancai nodded repeatedly: "What the wife said is, so after the boy from the second family came back, the old slave wanted him to enter Mr. Yang's academy."

Yang Mo couldn't recruit students, so he went to Yashang to buy more than 1,000 refugees, and the whole city of Taiyuan spread.

Before, they even talked about this in private, and they laughed at it more and talked less seriously.

Now that they know that the Wang family is involved in this academy, they naturally want to make up for their merits and demerits.

Mrs. Wang thought about it, and saw that Yang Mo did not object, she nodded: "Okay, Xiaohuzi and Wang Ying grew up since childhood, and Wang Ying also wanted to enter this academy, so she asked the two of them to be companions."

As soon as they finished speaking, the other old men also expressed their desire to send their grandson in.

Yang Mo naturally stopped them all, feeling speechless.

At the beginning, I couldn't recruit people, but now I'm rushing to send my grandson, so it's impossible to say if I don't kill you.

"Yang Mo, this Sancai's grandson is a good guy, you have to use snacks."

Mrs. Wang held Yang Mo's hand: "But it's much more powerful than Wang Ying."

Su Sancai said on the side that he didn't dare to do so, and his wife had ruined the old slave.

Yang Mo also expressed his intentions very politely.

Mrs. Wang said again: "By the way, Sancai, look at me, just calling Xiaohuzi Xiaohuzi over the years, I forgot what the child's name is."

"What's the name?"

Song Lian next to him also helped: "Hey, let alone wife, I have been called Xiaohuzi over the years. I really can't remember what this big name is."

The old men around him said that they didn't remember it either.

Su Sancai quickly said, "My wife calls him Hu Zi, who is looking down on him. When the old slave is at home, he calls him dog Zi."

"It's also a famous name, but no one calls it. Su Lie, it's the young master."

Yang Mo was stunned, Su Lie?

Is Su Dingfang, who destroyed the Three Kingdoms before and after and captured his master alive?
Chapter completed!