She was well aware that her three grandsons were different from others, and she also knew that Yuan Yi and his master were not ordinary people.
The children will eventually grow up and take the path they should take. She can't delay them just because she can't bear it.
But secretly, she still couldn't bear to see her children leave her at such a young age.
"Remember to give our regards to your master on your return! He's also welcome to stay at our house whenever he's free! You said that even though the mountains are quiet and peaceful, it would get boring if you stayed there for too long, right?"
Tang's mother thought that maybe she could invite Yuan Yi's master to live at home, so that the children wouldn't have to run so far in the future!
So he gave instructions to Yuan Yi.
Yuan Yi was chewing on the delicious chicken leg, his mouth full of oil! He wished he could live here every day! He nodded and promised,
"Yuan Yi also thinks that what Aunt Tang said is absolutely right! I will definitely pass on every word Aunt Tang said to Master!"
"Are you Yuan Lanxi's disciple?"
At this time, Bu Ku, who had been eating silently, suddenly raised his head and looked at Yuan Yi.
Someone called the master's name directly, and it was just a little kid. Yuan Yi felt that the chicken leg in his hand didn't taste right!
"How dare you, little kid, address an elder by his first name?"
He put down the chicken leg, wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but educate the triplets in a tone of training,
"Although Nuannuan calls you uncle, how old are you, little kid? Master is our elder, so don't address him by his first name like that anymore!"
Before the meal, Xiao Nuan introduced Bu Ku to Yuan Yi, but she only said that he was her Uncle Bu Ku.
Yuan Yi didn't think much about it. He just thought that this child was a relative of the Tang family and was just of a higher generation than Xiao Nuan and the others.
"snort!"
The old monk raised his eyes again and glanced at him lightly from the corner of his eyes.
"You've followed your master for sixteen years, and yet you're still not as good as Nuannuan, a little kid who's not even two years old! I really don't know if it's because that crazy Yuan didn't teach well, or if you, as his apprentice, are just not up to par?!"
"you......"
It was the first time that Yuan Yi was left speechless by such a little brat! Just as he was about to say something in rebuttal, his eyes suddenly became stern, as if he had realized something.
"How...how do you know Master's nickname? And how do you know that I've been with Master for sixteen years?"
Yuan Yi couldn't even remember how many years he had been with Yuan Lanxi, let alone outsiders!
Coupled with the nickname "Crazy Yuan"... he couldn't help but think of the years when he first came to his master's side.
He clearly remembered that when he was very young, his master had a good friend who would come to the mountains from time to time to stay for a few days, play chess and drink tea with his master.
That person always liked to call the master "Crazy Yuan, Crazy Yuan".
For this reason, the young Yuan Yi once asked his master out of curiosity why that person always called him a madman?
The master just waved his hand indifferently and replied, "Let him be happy!"
Yuan Yi was absolutely certain about this! Apart from him, his master, and that person, no one else knew about it!
But this little bald guy in front of me... he... how could he say two such unbelievable things at the first moment he opened his mouth!
Lan Guoer listened to the conversation between the two, her eyes swept over their faces one by one, and she couldn't help but exclaimed in her heart, "WO KAO!"
Could this old monk have any relationship with Yuan Lanxi?
"If you keep staring, your eyeballs will pop out!"
The old monk seemed to have eyes on his head. He finished the rice in his bowl in a few bites, then looked at Yuan Yi who was still standing opposite him with his mouth slightly open and a look of surprise on his face.
"With just these two skills, I don't feel safe leaving the dolls to you! I'll go on the road with you the day after tomorrow. It's been so long since I came back, it's time to meet my old friend~"
"Could this old friend you mentioned be Master Yuan Yi?"
Old Madam Lan spoke first, expressing everyone's suspicions.
Because Xiao Buku was "possessed by the old monk" from time to time, his behavior looked really weird in the eyes of Mrs. Lan and Tang's mother who were unaware of the situation!
In order to allow the old monk to be himself at home, Lan Guoer told his identity to Tang's mother and Mrs. Lan after obtaining his consent.
After hearing the conversation between him and Yuan Yi just now, Mrs. Lan knew everything clearly and had guessed most of it.
"The old lady is really insightful!"
The old monk put his hands together and said "Amitabha" habitually.
Then, his gaze drifted to Yuan Yi again. The small body of six or seven years old was not even as tall as the square table, but his tone was full of regret.
"It's a shame that you've cultivated sixteen times, yet you haven't even mastered the mere art of soul recognition! What a waste of Crazy Yuan's skills! As his disciple, you haven't even learned a single ounce of his skills!"
Now that things have come to this, what else is there for Yuan Yi to not understand!
"You...are you really Master's old friend, Abbot Wuxin?"
"What Wuxin? And what abbot?"
The old monk glared.
"In this life, I am not miserable. No! Before this body of mine reaches adulthood, I am simply not miserable. Don't mention whether I am a monk or not. I am simply not miserable!
From now on, when you follow Nuan Nuan around, just call me Uncle Buku!"
Having been a monk for hundreds of years, the old monk had just enjoyed a few days of leisurely life and had not even had enough of the braised pork made by Tang's mother. How could he be willing to enter the monastery so soon?
Fortunately, he can use his small body as an excuse to hold on for a few more years!
Yuan scratched his head, his eyes full of disbelief!
Obviously, he did not expect that Abbot Wuxin, who was upright and free from all evil in his previous life, would act like a rogue in this life.
But, let him be a scoundrel! What's the point of letting him follow the triplets and call him "Uncle Buku"?
How is this seniority discussed?!
Yuan Yi felt like his brain had crashed again!
At the beginning, my senior sister called my master grandpa. According to seniority, he should have been her uncle.
But the master just raised the senior sister's generation and made her his own senior sister.
Now, he is obviously Nuannuan's uncle, so why is he on equal footing with Nuannuan and of the same generation when he comes to the old monk?
Who can he turn to for justice?!
No wonder people say birds of a feather flock together!
In this regard, the master and this old monk are really from the same country!
"I've made a note of this, Yuan Yi! Thank you Uncle Bu Ku for your teachings."
Although he was somewhat reluctant, what could he do to the old man?
Even though she's a little smaller now, she's much older than him! He can only obey her orders!
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