"Second brother Wang said that the owner of the small village must have a good background, because in the year he has been in this village, he has never seen any guards around him,"

"However, whenever the village leader encounters danger, a master will definitely appear."

"Those masters, who come and go without a trace, follow the little village leader like a shadow. Several times, the little village leader took his brothers to other mountains to fight with the bandits for territory."

"Those secret guards are all gone, but Brother Wang and his friends can't see it clearly. They will only show up at the most dangerous moment,"

"Harvesting the opponent's heads like wheat straw, almost never appears at other times. Brother Wang and the others have no idea what those people eat or drink."

After listening to Zuo Junmo's narration, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and pinched her chin, with a hint of alcohol on her face and a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, thinking...

"Those masters hiding in the dark should be secret guards, or shadow guards." She said.

Because my mother-in-law Tuoba Xian has such a secret guard beside her.

They followed Tuoba Xian out of Daliao and were responsible for protecting her safety. In the past few years, Yang Ruoqing had met the secret guard chief once.

All I know is that they take orders directly from Tuoba Xian, and they have their own arrangements for eating, drinking, and defecation.

Yang Ruoqing has been following Changping Village from Daliao for seven or eight years. Yang Ruoqing has no idea whether they have a family or not, because this is their own secret and they will coordinate it themselves.

Even when a member of their small team was injured or killed, or could not continue to protect Tuoba Xian due to other reasons,

The secret guard chief will secretly select suitable candidates, then undergo rigorous training that is so cold that they will be used as substitutes.

"A family that can afford to use secret guards to protect a child must be rich or noble, and it's not just ordinary wealth, it's powerful, very powerful!" Yang Ruoqing continued her analysis.

"Being willing to use such a well-trained secret guard on a child also shows that the family who adopted Chen'er cares about Chen'er very much."

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to be happy for Chen'er or feel sorry for him.

Fortunately, he should have lived a well-fed life during these years. He was valued by others and did not suffer from cold, hunger or thirst. On the contrary, he grew up in a wealthy village.

What's heartbreaking is that Chen'er can become so good. This polishing process must have involved hardships and sweat that ordinary people can't imagine.

For a moment, she had mixed feelings.

Zuo Junmo could probably guess something when he saw her appearance.

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of a sword comes from sharpening. Chen'er is Luo Fengtang's son. Even if he grows up beside you, I believe that Brother Fengtang will polish him strictly from an early age." He said.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing smiled helplessly.

But there is a hint of pride in his eyebrows.

"Brother Zuo, your guess is 100% accurate," she said.

"If Dazhi hadn't been weak since he was a child and was very resistant to boxing and kicking, Tang Yazi would have taught him a lot of things."

"Tang Yazi dotes on his daughter, but no matter how much he dotes on her, my daughter has to walk in the yard for half an hour every morning since she was three years old, regardless of the cold or heat."

"Sometimes my mother-in-law and uncle see it and feel distressed and want the children to be lazy for a day."

"Tang Yazi is determined not to let go. On this point, his principles are too strong. I understand his character, so I can only turn a blind eye and ignore this matter."

Yang Ruoqing was actually embarrassed to tell Zuo Junmo that she secretly shed tears a few times at first.

When Baby Luo was lying on the couch, he pointed pitifully at his calf and said, "Mom, baby, it hurts so much..."

The mother's heart softened, but she could only find some medicinal wine to help her rub and push her.

"Strict father and loving mother, this is the rule." Zuo Junmo said with a smile.

"Look at how well your baby has grown now. He is taller than other children of the same age and has a smart mind."

"Especially that little mouth, really like that lark. When I was at your house some time ago, the baby said a lot to me. This girl is really rare!"

Zuo Junmo's eyes lit up as he spoke, and he did not hide the look of fondness on his face.

Yang Ruoqing felt even more proud now.

She said to Zuo Junmo: "Brother Zuo, if you like it, quickly marry a wife and have a daughter."

"You are so good-looking, your daughter must also be a beautiful little girl who can speak well!"

We all reciprocate politely. If you praise my daughter for her beauty, I will naturally praise your future child.

Zuo Junmo smiled awkwardly, "My daughter, her mother, doesn't even know where she is in the world!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "The fate has arrived, and a thousand-mile marriage is tied by a thread. I'm looking forward to that day."

Zuo Junmo nodded slightly, changed the subject and said, "Let's get back to business, Qing'er, what are you going to do next? Should you stay here and wait for Chen'er to come back, or should you go home first?"

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and the vague time for Chen'er is to come back after the Lantern Festival. Calculating this, it will take at least half a month to wait.

Maybe Chen'er's powerful family has many relatives and guests in the first month, and one banquet after another will be held, and the return date will be further and further delayed.

Waiting here, I don’t know how long it will take.

Yang Ruoqing pondered for a moment and said: "Brother Zuo, I plan to visit the back of the mountain village tomorrow and after Brother Wang wants us to see the things, we will start home the day after tomorrow."

"I will go home and wait for the news. Once Chen'er returns to the village, Brother Wang and Brother Liu will send me a message, and then they will tell Chen'er about it. I will come back then.

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A monk can escape but cannot escape from the temple. Now that Chen'er has been positioned as the 'mountain king' here, Yang Ruoqing is no longer as anxious as before.

"Besides, we have been out for so long. Regardless of whether it is your old lady or my parents and children, they are all looking forward to us returning early and are worried." Yang Ruoqing continued.

Zuo Junmo nodded, "Okay, you have the final say."

Things went smoothly, and Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood and extremely relaxed.

He picked up the wine jar again and poured wine for himself and Zuo Junmo.

"Brother Zuo, it's rare that we spend New Year's Eve together this year, stay up late together, bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year together. Let's have a good drink tonight. Come on, cheers!"

On the one hand, everyone will get drunk if they are not drunk.

On the one hand, Yang Ruoqing underestimated her son's prowess in wine making. She originally thought that this hundred-fruit wine belonged to his child, who was greedy, so she fermented the endless wild fruits together and made it to satisfy her craving.

You never expected that this wine would have such great stamina, and it would make you drunk without even realizing it.
Chapter completed!