Mu Changfeng bought rice, flour and a bag of pastries and went to the old lady's house.

Gui'er was weak and still asleep. The old man was taken from the medicine and was also in a drowsy sleep. The old lady enthusiastically welcomed Mu Changfeng in, brewed hot tea, and said, "It's rare that you come to visit us. Why do you bring so many things? I can't ask for it. You can take it back later."

Mu Changfeng pretended to be intimate and said, "I'm not to hide it from it. I'm a disciple of Yulong Pavilion and often go to Chunshui Village to play. I'm a fellow villager with you, and I don't have much stuff, so I'll talk to you."

"So you are a disciple of Yulong Pavilion." The old lady was too old and had forgotten many long-standing past events. She had a particularly deep impression of Yulong Pavilion.

I remember when I was a teenager, she always gathered at the village entrance with three or five friends. She often saw handsome young disciples of Yulong Pavilion riding by horse. The male disciple was unparalleled and the female disciple was full of heroic spirit, which was enviable.

During the festival, you can see the bright fireworks in the Yulong Pavilion from afar, like a long dragon flying in the clouds, like a golden-winged phoenix singing in the nine heavens.

She had brought fresh fruits to the Yulong Pavilion with her widowed mother several times. The silver-covered world seemed to be a fairyland transformed from books, with stone pavilions and towers connected by towers, the black ice tower was magnificent, the ice sculptures were lifelike, the evergreen pine and cypress, and the flowers and plants nourished by spiritual power, have often dreamed for decades.

"I once dreamed of an exorcist, but unfortunately I was not qualified and cried again and again because of this." The old lady's thoughts fluctuated in her heart, and she lamented that her life had gone astray.

"I was very good at studying when I was a child. The dream of exorcist was shattered, so I couldn't recover and gave up. An old man advised me that if my daughter wants to achieve a career, she doesn't have to be an exorcist, painter, and calligrapher. If she really can't do it, she can be a female teacher who teaches and educates people. She will benefit the world as well. I didn't listen and fell to this point today."

Mu Changfeng disliked her act of abandoning her biological mother with a ruthless act. Although she showed regret, she had no sympathy. Today, she had important things to do, so she had to comfort her falsely: "Who has a smooth life? Some have bumpy early years, some have a miserable old age, and some have a down-and-out life. With such a good child as Gui'er around her, she is still very happy in her later years."

The old lady felt relieved when chatting, and said with a smile: "Yes, the blessings of children and grandchildren are also blessings. God gave me a child with a carved jade, which is already good. If my mother..." Her face turned red and she could not continue.

"Have Gui'er taken the medicine?"

"As soon as it dawn this morning, I went to the pharmacy to catch the medicine. The peddler is fine, so he won't come to my house to find trouble, right?"

"Senior, don't worry, he has promised my senior sister that she won't cause trouble for Gui'er again."

"Oh, oh, that's good." The old lady felt heart wide, smiled and wrinkled, and she personally poured Mu Changfeng a cup of hot tea.

"The best oolong tea doesn't taste very good." Mu Changfeng took a sip and deliberately frowned.

The old lady said: "Of course it's good tea. My old man is very picky and doesn't want bad tea at all. But the well water in my house is not good. The old man usually soaks the spring water in the mountains. I have been taking care of Gui'er and I don't have time to go up the mountain."

Mu Changfeng said: "The water quality is not good, even fairy tea will be ruined. Good talent and beautiful quality are a pity."

The old lady looked ashamed, "Please forgive me if you are not well-received."

"It's not right for me to bother you, so why should I be embarrassed to blame my senior?"

Mu Changfeng had gentle eyebrows and said in a gossiping tone: "It takes a lot of effort to make tea, deeply cultivate, plant, and consume the hard work of tea growers. When the tea tree grows, the girl needs to pick it up with her fingertips. Then, after drying, stir-frying, roasting, picking tea and pounding tea, the good things made by hard work are destroyed in the well water. She feels unbearable and suddenly feels moved."

When the old lady was young, she read a lot of books and was quite knowledgeable. She quickly associated Gui'er from tea.

Mu Changfeng said: "I wonder if the seniors are the same as the juniors, but I feel deeply sorry for you?"

The old lady said, "Yes, since it is a good tea, you can't be afraid of hard work. You should use the best spring water to soak it. Just like my Guier, who has good qualifications, you should have good people to teach you."

Mu Changfeng said: "Seniors are obviously people who are good at reading and wise, so of course they are the right candidates."

The old lady was filled with sorrow and sighed, "Neither his grandfather nor I can teach children. I saw Gui'er making a mistake, but I couldn't bear it. The old man not only ignored it, but also indulged in every way. Gui'er used to be very well-behaved, but was spoiled by us and became less and less arrogant."

"That's how it is." Mu Changfeng laughed in his heart, pretending to be surprised, "It is not a good thing for children to learn bad things. The younger generation has seen many children with good qualifications, but they have not been well taught and gradually took the evil path. As the saying goes, it is difficult to return, and the accumulation of feathers sinks into the boat, but Gui'er is still young and has time to discipline."

"I originally thought that when Gui'er's health was good, she would immediately send it to the private school, but after I rummaged through the boxes, I found that there were only a few hundred copper coins left in the house. My husband and wife were almost in the country. How could I make money to support him in school?" The old lady looked sad and shed tears.

"I can earn some money for people to wash clothes, but I'm afraid it's a problem to fill my stomach. It's all because we are lazy and eat up, which hurts ourselves and children."

Mu Changfeng said: "There are many self-taught people in the world. After my predecessors have read books, they can teach Gui'er to recognize calligraphy by themselves. In this way, Gui'er can study by herself."

The old lady said: "Where can you learn by yourself? If a teacher teaches her children, they can use a ruler to beat the board. In short, it is better to be stricter. Let the child go back to the right path as soon as possible."

"Senior really made up his mind?" Mu Changfeng's expression became a little serious. "Gui'er is the treasure in your heart. Not to mention being beaten, I'm afraid that being scolded will hurt you. At that time, not only will you not understand the painstaking efforts of the teaching person, but you will blame him for treating the child harshly."

The old lady hesitated when she heard this. Thinking that Gui'er made a mistake and brought disaster, she was really afraid that his future lawlessness would be more and more lawless and irreparable.

"If Gui'er could have a good master and teach him to be adults, I would not interfere."

When Mu Changfeng saw the time comes, he smiled slightly, "I have a good candidate here to be the adoptive father of Gui'er. This person is well-versed in ancient times and modern times to protect the weak. Gui'er is his adopted son and will definitely benefit for life."

"Why are you an adoptive father? Isn't it good to be a master?" The old lady didn't expect Mu Changfeng to make such a proposal, and she was quite puzzled for a moment.

"No matter how close the master and apprentice are, where can there be a father and son?" Mu Changfeng smiled and said, "This person is pure and kind. Once he is commensurate with Gui'er and his son, he will definitely touch the softest side of his heart. Teaching Gui'er to become a talent is regarded as an unshirkable task for life."

The old lady originally thought that Mu Changfeng had the intention to recognize Gui'er as her adopted son, but he didn't think it was like what he said, so she asked, "Who is the person you are talking about?"

"Mu Changfeng said: "My senior brother Zhou Nianping is not only a disciple of Yulong Pavilion, but also the only disciple of the top scholar Lang. His spiritual skills are rare in the world. He knows astronomy and geography, and has profound attainments in poetry, songs, painting and medical skills. He is definitely a generalist who is rare in a thousand years. Gui'er must have a fate with him, and he is thousands of miles away, and he can meet here."
Chapter completed!