Where are we going?
Jiang Mu was somewhat bewildered as Yan Fei pulled him outside.
Where to?
Turning around and smiling at Jiang Mu, Yan Fei said with a grin.
"Of course, you should go and take a look at your own businesses!"
"The farm..."
Jiang Mu thought for a moment and then quickly replied.
"I'm not in a hurry yet. I'll wait until after the invocation ceremony is over..."
"I've finally waited for you, the one in charge, to come back. No way, you have to go!"
To Jiang Mu's surprise, Yan Fei was unusually resolute in this matter, as if she would chop him into pieces if he didn't agree.
"Okay, okay..."
Jiang Mu had no choice but to agree.
………………
"Continuing from where we left off!..."
"Gurgle~~"
Just as the two passed by "Three Bowls and You Can't Cross the River," they heard that familiar storyteller's voice, and Yan Fei's stomach suddenly rumbled...
"Don't laugh!"
Seeing Jiang Mu turn around, barely suppressing his laughter, Yan Fei pouted in dissatisfaction, her little fists pounding against Jiang Mu's chest.
ヽ(.??vд v??;)?
Cough cough...
Seeing the slight glances from those around them, Jiang Mu quickly grabbed Yan Fei's hand and led her towards Wanmin Hall.
"What are you doing?!"
Yan Fei stared blankly at the hand that Jiang Mu was holding, but she quickly came to her senses and questioned him in a panic.
While questioning him, he was also swinging his arms.
Strangely enough, looking at Yan Fei swinging her arm as if she were working her life on end, Jiang Mu really couldn't feel how much force she was using. Could it be that his own strength had increased?
Jiang Mu thought with some doubt.
And so, the two of them, pulling and tugging, walked to the territory of the Wanmin Hall.
"Lululu!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out; it was truly a case of hearing the voice before seeing the person...
"Crispy rice crust!"
Jiang Mu exclaimed in surprise.
"I didn't expect you to remember me, little guy!"
As he spoke, Jiang Mu crouched down slightly and hugged the "little guy" who was rushing towards him.
"Not bad, you've grown taller again."
Jiang Mu was slightly surprised; Guoba was already as tall as his waist.
"Lulu~"
Hearing Jiang Mu's exclamation, Guoba seemed a little unhappy, tapping Jiang Mu's arm repeatedly with one small arm, but clearly, it wasn't using much force...
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Jiang Mu quickly apologized, and Guoba, after a few thrashings, jumped off Jiang Mu and stood quietly to the side.
For some reason, he always felt that the little guy next to Jiang Mu had a somewhat piercing gaze...
"Speaking of which, since you're here, then Xiangling..."
Just as Jiang Mu was mentioning Xiang Ling, he heard a familiar voice.
"Crispy rice crust, you're bad!"
"Lulu~~"
Upon hearing the sound, Guoba quickly hid behind Jiang Mu, hugging his legs with its little arms and looking timidly in the direction the sound came from...
"You actually hired someone to cover for you, Guoba! Where did you learn these bad habits!"
As she spoke, Xiangling hurriedly ran to Guoba's side, grabbed the "little guy" by the ear, and pulled him out. Then she turned around, lowered her head, and apologized.
"This guest, I..."
Xiangling was startled by the touch on her head before she could finish her sentence. Her words stopped abruptly, and when she looked up and saw who was in front of her, her large, watery eyes gradually filled with tears...
"Brother, you...you're back...?"
"Cough cough..."
Jiang Mu withdrew his hand, coughed lightly a few times, suppressed his excitement, and smiled.
"It's been a long time, Xiangling."
Reuniting with an acquaintance is naturally a very exciting experience.
"Hmm..."
The next moment, Jiang Mu felt a fragrant breeze on his face. Looking down, he saw that Xiang Ling, the little one, had jumped into his arms right in front of everyone.
"I miss you so much, brother..."
"Lu!"
Suddenly, Guoba's little body trembled. For some reason, he had just sensed a sudden murderous aura...
"I miss you so much..."
Jiang Mu smiled and patted Xiang Ling's head.
"Alright, alright, you're such a grown man, why are you still acting like a child? Come down here, if others see this, I don't know what they'll say about Uncle Mao..."
"Mmm~~" (third tone)
Xiangling pressed her face tightly against Jiang Mu's chest, shook her head, and rubbed against him reluctantly...
"You're so old, come down already..."
Jiang Mu was both amused and exasperated, but he couldn't forcibly pull her down, so he could only coax her gently.
"Let's go inside first and talk about it..."
Before anyone knew it, Xiangling's ears had turned bright red. She gently pointed to the Wanmin Hall next to her and said softly.
"Okay...okay then..."
Jiang Mu could only nod, and Guoba, standing beside him, gently tugged at Jiang Mu's arm, leading him into Wanmin Hall...
………………
Wanmintang
"What's wrong with Xiangling? She's so old, yet she's still so childish..."
Master Mao murmured as he watched Xiangling's retreating figure.
"well……"
Thinking of Xiangling, Master Mao couldn't help but sigh.
Xiangling is not young anymore, and according to the traditional customs of Liyue, it's time for her to consider marriage.
Moreover, as the holder of the Eye of God, Xiangling has long been noticed by many powerful families, and since the Lantern Festival this year, many matchmakers have come to propose marriage.
Don't say that those powerful families have low standards. In their eyes, the appearance of a holder of the Eye of God in their clan is a great joy for that family.
As for the reason...
As the pinnacle of combat power in this world, the Seven Gods are already unattainable figures in the hearts of ordinary people. The holders of the Eye of God, that is, those recognized by them, will naturally bring them many conveniences in various aspects.
If no one with the Eye of God can emerge from within the clan, then the clan will try every means to recruit some Eye of God holders from outside and bring them into the clan to strengthen its power.
In short, acquiring a holder of the Eye of God would be entirely beneficial to them.
Therefore, although it is somewhat inappropriate to say this, these families were extremely eager to have Xiangling.
But Master Mao knew what his own daughter was thinking.
Aside from his cooking skills, the only thing that could catch her attention was that boy from a few years ago...
He had originally planned to pass on Wanmintang to Xiangling and that boy after their marriage, but for some reason, that boy went on a journey through the seven kingdoms...
If it weren't for the fact that he would occasionally send Xiangling letters, ingredients, recipes, and the like, Master Mao would have already arranged a marriage for Xiangling, leaving that kid crying his eyes out...
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