Chapter 249 Second Uncle and Second Aunt

Bao Ya looked at Rong He's serious expression and was a little surprised: "Brother Rong, does your family run a martial arts school?"

She thought it was a pharmacy or something like that.

Rong He nodded: "Yes, I own the martial arts school, the Shun'an Escort Agency in the capital."

"oh……!"

Baoya widened her eyes, exclaimed in amazement, and then asked, "Brother Rong, what does the escort agency do?"

Rong He: ...

"The escort agency is a place dedicated to protecting people's property or personal safety. If you have guests' belongings or need protection, come to my house."

"That's amazing!" Baoya clapped her hands, "Then let's go quickly!"

"Um!"

His parents couldn't wait any longer. If Baoya hadn't gone to bed early yesterday, they would have wanted to come to Baicaoxuan to see Baoya last night.

When the two of them arrived at the gate of Rong Mansion, Yan Fei had already parked his carriage outside.

The distance from Rong Mansion to the martial arts hall is not far, and the carriage arrives in about an incense stick of time.

Bao Ya followed Rong He out of the car and saw a large courtyard. On the plaque at the door were large gold-plated characters that read: Shun'an Martial Arts School.

Rong He explained, "There are generally two types of students who come to my martial arts school. One type is children from poor families who come here to learn something and find a way out; the other type is spoiled young masters from wealthy families who come here to learn some self-defense skills."

"Those who have learned from my family and are willing to stay on for a certain job must participate in a martial arts test. If they pass, they can go to work at the Shun'an Escort Agency."

Rong He pulled Bao Ya into the gate of Shunan Martial Arts School and introduced her as they walked.

"Wow! Ha!"

"Oh! Ha!"

The courtyard was filled with deafening shouts. In the spacious martial arts training ground, dozens of young men in white martial arts school uniforms were dancing with long sticks seriously.

Standing at the front coaching platform was a young woman with a high ponytail.

She was in a graceful posture, holding a long stick, and was demonstrating her movements to the students.

When Rong He saw her, he pointed at the woman excitedly and said, "Baoya, that's my mother, your second aunt!"

His voice was a little high, and a student who was practicing martial arts nearby was distracted, and the person next to him kicked the stick out of his hand.

The stick flew straight towards Rong He, Bao Ya and the others.

"careful!"

A strong wind blew past my ears, and the woman on the stage flew towards this side in a flash.

Bao Ya was about to throw out the dragon whisker noodles on her wrist to block, but she caught a glimpse of the woman throwing the long stick in her hand towards her, so she secretly withdrew her hand.

Bang!

The two sticks collided and hit the ground nearby.

"Whose?!" The woman's eyebrows were raised and her face was very gloomy.

A young man with a mole on the corner of his mouth stood up with his head drooped.

“Master Shen, it’s me.”

The woman's brows furrowed as she said in a deep voice, "Practice more! Your wrist strength is insufficient. You can't even defeat your fellow disciples now!"

"Yes." The young man replied in a muffled voice.

"Didn't you eat breakfast?!" the woman frowned and shouted.

"Yes!" The young man shuddered and immediately raised his voice.

After answering, he immediately picked up his stick and continued practicing.

Baoya stood there looking a little dumbfounded. Her second aunt was a bit fierce.

A pair of small hands tightly grasped Rong He's sleeves. Bao Ya hid behind him and looked up and down at the woman with a gloomy face.

"Are you Ranran?"

The woman let out a long sigh, then her expression suddenly changed and she looked at Baoya with a smile.

Baoya blinked her clear eyes and didn't react for a moment.

Rong He secretly poked her hand and whispered, "Baoya, my mother is calling you."

Baoya then realized that this young and cheerful woman was her second aunt.

"Yes," she responded and nodded slightly, "Hello, Second Aunt."

This soft and sticky sound made Shen Yu's heart melt.

"Oh, that's so cute!"

She stretched out her hand to hug Baoya, but halfway through, she remembered that she had practiced martial arts with these boys and was covered in sweat, so she retracted her hand.

"You guys come in first, I'm going to change my clothes." After saying that, he turned around and went into the inner courtyard.

Bao Ya looked at her swift and decisive background, which disappeared in the yard in a short while. She was a little at a loss and glanced sideways at Rong He.

"Come on, let's go in too." Rong He said, "My mother is a very kind person. You don't have to be afraid of her. She is just very strict with her students and can be very fierce when she is angry."

"Oh." Baoya nodded and followed Rong He into the inner courtyard.

Rong He took her to the main hall as if she was familiar with the place. After a while, Shen Yu came in, followed by a tall and handsome man.

"Ranran, come and let your second uncle and second aunt take a good look at you."

Shen Yu walked over with a smile and picked Baoya up.

The woman's arms were very strong. I don't know if it was because she had just practiced martial arts, but they were warm, unlike grandma and mother, which were soft.

Baoya was a little nervous when she held her.

The man next to her also came over and looked at the pink and tender little girl, as if he wanted to reach out and pinch Baoya's little face.

But after hesitating for a long time, he finally touched Baoya's head lightly twice.

Baoya's hair was combed by Honghong today. It was combed into a gentle and lovely hanging bun, with pea green hairpins and tassels hanging down to her ears. It looked particularly beautiful.

Before in Feishui Village, my mother and grandmother would never do such complicated hairstyles.

Although He Chunxiu was very skillful, the most she could do was to make her hair into buns, round and plump buns, and pigtails in different ways.

"She looks just like my little sister." The man sighed, "That's great! Ranran is back. I have a little niece now!"

This man is Rong He’s biological father, Rong Bing and Min Jingyao’s second son, Rong Yan’an.

Baoya pursed her lips and smiled, calling him, "Second Uncle."

"Hey!" Rong Yan'an almost jumped up to the sky when he heard the word "Second Uncle".

Bewildered, he said, "You said you guys were coming right away, but I haven't prepared a gift yet."

"It just so happens that I just made a lightweight dagger a few days ago. The handle is inlaid with gems and jade. Give it to Ranran for self-defense!"

Just as he finished speaking, he was glared at by Shen Yu: "Are you sick? Giving a child such a thing!"

After scolding her, she said to Baoya in a gentle voice, "Don't listen to your second uncle's nonsense. Your second aunt has already prepared a gift for you and will give it to you later."

"You went to bed early last night, and I thought you must be tired after the journey, so I didn't go to see you. Come, I heard from He'er that you like sweet food, so I sent someone to Baidouxuan to buy some snacks."

"Thank you, second aunt." Baoya was well-behaved.

Chen Yu sat her down at the small tea table and asked the servants to bring up several large plates of snacks.

There were red bean cakes, mung bean cakes, pea yellow cakes, and egg yolk cakes, filling up a whole table.

"Come, Ranran, eat slowly. Let's eat and chat at the same time. Second aunt doesn't know what you like, so she bought a little of everything."

Baoya looked at the small tea table that was filled with dozens of different kinds of snacks.

She couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She was in for a treat this time. There were so many different dishes, many of which her master had never made for her!