Staring at the jianbing guozi on the table, Futu's eyes showed a hint of disdain.

This thing, like a soufflé, is wrong, very wrong.

Who was that woman who flashed by in my dream?

Why does it always make him feel like he's about to suffocate?

Is food his greatest enemy in the future?

Fu Tu frowned, desperately wanting to find this person and get rid of him as soon as possible so that he wouldn't faint from time to time in the future.

Su Jiaoniang's gaze immediately fell on Futu, staring at the child's face: "Are you uncomfortable?"

If you feel unwell, the previous plan can be postponed. It doesn't matter whether you hit Mr. Gu sooner or later.

Lu Futu shook his head. That's not important.

Mr. Liu said that he had developed a pill for him that, if taken for six months, could cure his physical weakness and occasional headaches. Although six months is a very long time, it was still a glimmer of hope.

Lu Wujiu's gaze fell on Su Jiaoniang, then slowly turned away, landing on Lu Wujiu. He had a feeling that the mother and son were planning something.

Lu Futu tried the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), and it tasted quite good. The crispy crepe was fried in their own oil, and the sauce inside was also local in flavor, which was somewhat different from what he had in his dream.

His gaze fell on Su Jiaoniang.

Children have some things they can't understand hidden in their minds.

In his dream, he lost his mother very early on.

The woman in my dream, whom I couldn't quite see, was someone who could make pancakes and soufflés.

Could that person be my mother?

Did he do something outrageous?

No matter how clever the Buddha is, or how much time is missing from the key elements, it is still difficult to understand the logic of the dream's prophecy.

He turned around and forgot all about it.

He has already sent Chang Dali to the capital to find a way to let Jun Chaoyang know that Rong Zhen has a patron in Lucheng. Jun Chaoyang is upright, honest, selfless, and has dedicated his life to the country and its people.

However, in special circumstances, he is not an old-fashioned, closed-minded person.

When dealing with treacherous officials, he would use any means that were effective, without necessarily adhering to any principles of fairness or integrity.

Jun Chaoyang is handsome; many women in my dreams like him.

When people arrive, try to get your mother to meet them.

As Fu Tu pondered these thoughts, he cast a pitying glance at Lu Wujiu. In his view, men like Jun Chaoyang were always more popular, and if they touched a woman, they would surely take care of her for life.

Such a person wouldn't engage in affairs involving concubines or true love.

Living with someone like that would make the future very comfortable.

Lu Wujiu frowned slightly. He felt that Futu's glance just now was somewhat malicious.

What is the child planning now? Lu Wujiu became secretly on guard.

Changsheng looked at the food on the table and took in the expressions on everyone's faces, but he didn't offer any comments. He even ate faster.

The atmosphere wasn't right, so he started to pull a fast one.

It's all for nothing if it's just family members messing around.

After the meal, wash the dishes.

Lu Wujiu stepped out of his house and was suddenly ambushed by Futu. The child was not as fast as him, not as quick as him, and not as agile as him.

Of course I can't beat him!

However, a faint fragrance wafted through the air.

The moment Lu Wujiu was thinking, a slender hand reached out and locked onto his wrist with lightning speed.

However, the kung fu used by Su Jiaoniang, who suddenly appeared, was very strange.

Her methods are both gentle and forceful; she can be close and soft, using extremely abnormal postures to evade attacks, and she can also use murderous methods to sneak up on his heart and spleen. She is a vicious woman.

Lu Futu was not idle either. While Lu Wujiu was dealing with Su Jiaoniang, he attacked his weak points.

In his dream, he was a eunuch.

She understands best what men value.

then……

Lu Wujiu was facing the most shameless fighting style. It was a back-and-forth exchange, and if someone was not on guard, they would lose their life.

They got more and more serious as the game progressed.

Under the moonlight, my clothes were soaked with sweat.

However, none of the three people stopped voluntarily.

Chokeholds, heart-ripping, and occasional deadly attacks.

Lu Wujiu was caught off guard, as one was his woman and the other was his child; he couldn't afford to hurt either of them. However, the fact that the two of them had teamed up to ambush him must have been premeditated.

If the two aren't allowed to fight to their hearts' content, this saga might not be over yet.

The moon hung overhead, illuminating the night as if it were daytime.

When Zhao Han, who came to report the news, saw the people who had just exchanged blows, he was so surprised that his mouth dropped open. He quickly closed his mouth himself.

He probably won't have many opportunities to see such occasions, so he needs to take a closer look.

Staring at Su Jiaoniang, Zhao Han fell into deep thought. The women of Tianshui Village were usually quite ordinary, so how could they have such good skills?

Could it be...? Thinking of Su Jiaoniang's previous experience dealing with those human traffickers in the mountains, she slowly suppressed her suspicions.

Sweat soaked her hair, but Su Jiaoniang seemed oblivious.

He stared at Lu Wujiu's heart.

Fu Tu picked up a branch from the ground and continued to attack Lu Wujiu's lower body.

This made Lu Wujiu both angry and annoyed. What kind of little brat is this?

Sensing Zhao Han's arrival, she gathered her strength and leaped up, landing on a treetop. Su Jiaoniang, who did not know any light-body skills, stopped in her tracks.

The pagoda looked up.

"Get down!" Futu frowned.

Lu Wujiu remained unmoved, glancing at Zhao Han hidden in the shadows: "Go back!"

Zhao Han didn't really want to leave, but the moment he met Lu Wujiu's gaze, he realized he wasn't brave enough.

Leaving the small village felt as if I had never been there at all.

After a brief pause, Su Jiaoniang lost the breath that had been supporting her, and instantly showed no intention of continuing.

Looking at the pagoda: "Going home?"

"go home!"

The mother and son walked home hand in hand.

Lu Wujiu fell from the tree, staring at Su Jiaoniang's back with a dark look in his eyes.

What exactly is her situation? What else happened in Sweetwater Village six years ago after he left? How could someone possess such skill and quick reflexes without long-term, systematic training?

I walked home step by step.

Passing by the cemetery, I saw that cenotaph.

The woman knelt before the grave with her child. The child stared at the grave mound, his eyes filled with a mixture of stubbornness and confusion.

Su Jiaoniang whispered a few words.

The child earnestly kowtowed to the grave, and the two continued walking towards the village.

Six years have passed, and he has become the regent. Can't he allow women to change their ways?

Lu Wujiu walked to the grave mound, looked at the burnt yellow paper, and felt a mix of indescribable emotions.

Walk towards the courtyard.

Upon seeing the lantern, he quickened his pace.

The woman sat on a stone stool in the courtyard. She had just taken a bath and changed her clothes. Her hair was still wet, and she was combing her long hair.

Lu Wujiu approached, and Su Jiaoniang looked up: "Your kung fu is quite good. May I give you some pointers in the future?"

Especially his lightness skill, which was different from when she hung up Wu Shi. She used technique, not his lightness.