Chapter 869: Return to Zhiling District

After saying goodbye to Xu Lixue, Lu Ping and his party left the Happy Forest. After passing through the three unregarded areas of Baozhilin, he re-entered the territory of the Xuanjun Empire. Later, all the way to the south, the hanging soldiers in his hand were still very eye-catching, but after all, they were all safe and quiet, and they returned to the village near Zhiling City in a few days. A few people rushed to the abandoned courtyard where they stayed for the first time. After entering the door, everyone immediately froze.
The abandoned hut, which was so shabby as to have only a tattered straw mat, looked quite regular at this time. The dust everywhere was gone, the broken straw mat was replaced with a clean bedding, and a few wooden bowls were piled on a wooden table that was not there.
The furnishings are still simple, but it looks like someone lives here. Several people looked at each other, and before they even started talking, they heard the sound of footsteps behind them, turned their heads back, and saw Chu Min carrying a few jugs of wine from outside the courtyard. Seeing a few people, there was no unexpected look or smile, but instead of frowning, "Only come back?"
"Only?" Morin was slightly dissatisfied.
"Xuan Huang's order to cancel the wanted order has been passed long ago, but you are too late." Chu Min said.
"I was injured, so it was delayed for a few days." Su Tang stood up and said.
"It's okay." Chu Min looked at Su Tang and finally smiled.
"Well." Su Tang nodded, and everyone laughed. They don't have much expectation, they just hope to be in peace with each other. So their reunion does not seem to be very exciting, but everyone is full of stability and satisfaction under the shallow smile.
"Teacher, is your injury okay?" Ling Ziyan asked stepping forward after taking those hip flasks from Chu Min.
"It can't be said that the recovery is complete, but it's okay." Chu Min said, her tone is always her free and easy, good is good, bad is bad, not covering up at all.
"No one is bothering you here, right? If so, tell Lu Ping as soon as possible." Morin said.
"Why? This trip to Xuanjun City is very majestic?" Chu Min looked at Lu Ping.
"That's awe-inspiring!" Morin knew that if Lu Ping had to answer it, it would be very boring. He quickly grabbed the conversation and described the scenes that he hadn't experienced or witnessed. He had been talking from the courtyard. Everyone huddled in the hut and sat on the ground.
"Happiness!" After listening, Chu Min didn't bother about the consequences of doing so. The situation was pros and cons. He just raised the hip flask and took a big sip.
"Do your best." Lu Ping said, as expected, Mo Lin was very boring.
"So you are now going back to Xiafeng City to rebuild the Fengfeng College?" Chu Min asked.
"Yes, would the teacher be with us?" Lu Ping said.
Chu Min smiled: "Many years ago, someone asked me this way."
"It's the dean?" Lu Ping and they knew that Chu Min and Guo Youdao were old acquaintances, but they never heard the two talk about how they met and how they met.
"Yes. If I nodded at the time, it is now your predecessor." When Chu Min said this, he looked at Fang Yizhu. The title used was not "you" but "you". Fang Yizhu listened, and immediately understood the meaning of Chu Min's words. Chu Min knew the true purpose of Guo Youdao's Jianfengfeng Academy, and was once a person appreciated by Guo Youdao, but it was a pity that he didn't seem to be appreciated by Chu Min.
"Why?" Fang Yizhu asked subconsciously.
"It's too much trouble, not in line with my aesthetic." Chu Min said.
"Okay ..." Fang Yizhu thought for a while and agreed. He didn't have much contact with Chu Min, but Chu Min's temperament was so clear. Guo Youdao's request to the secret exerciser was really out of place on Chu Min's temperament.
"Have you not eaten yet?" Chu Min stood up and said.
"Uh." Everyone nodded.
"Just eat here." Chu Min said.
"This?" Everyone looked around skeptically. Although there are bowls and chopsticks in the house, it looks like a home, but how can it be enough for one person?
"I'll borrow some tableware." Chu Min said and went out.
Several people followed with curiosity, and saw that Chu Min did not go far after leaving the hospital, and went directly to the next door. I knocked on the door and went out of the way. I carried a stack of tableware and chopsticks. A couple in the house sent her all the way out of the hospital. Before leaving the hospital, Chu Min had two more Chinese cabbages and a large piece of tofu.
"How many days have we gone?" Mo Lin asked suddenly.
"About ten days." Fang Yi said.
"How does it feel like Teacher Chu Min has lived here all his life?" Mo Lin said, seeing that Chu Min had returned with the dishes in his hands.
"Go to the fire." Chu Min said after entering the hospital.
Ling Ziyan seems to have such a daily routine when living with Chu Min, and quickly rushed into the half-collapsed kitchen in the courtyard. Unexpectedly, the smoke rises, a broken pot sits on the stove, and the water inside has begun to mumble. Chu Min didn't need a knife, he could control the spirit of the spirit. Under the command of four, two large pieces of tofu of two cabbages were cut together and the flowers were cut.
Soon, cabbage tofu cooked in a pot of white water was served. The scent and color of the shape are not very delicious no matter which way they look.
"Come yourself." Chu Min gestured.
There is not enough space to sit at the table, and in the end, only one person can scoop up a bowl. But two cabbages and one piece of tofu, so many people are very insufficient. The couple next door came back at this time, also thinking of this, and brought some pickles. Chu Min did not know where to find a bag of white noodles, so everyone would eat it.
The room was too narrow, and everyone squatted in the courtyard with a bowl. To the west of the sun, every household in the village is having dinner in Zhangluo ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This is just a very ordinary village. The villagers' lives are not very rich, and they are barely able to make ends meet. But even if it is so, the smell coming from any direction smells much better than everyone's bowl of white water cabbage tofu.
"Does anyone want to drink?" Chu Min asked a wine jug out of the house.
"Don't meet again for a long time, it is worth drinking a pot!" Fang Yizhu immediately rushed over to discuss a pot.
"Do you think the food is boring?" Morin despised him.
"After all, I am not the hero." Fang Yizhu said.
"That can't be compared." Morin was also convinced. It's really Luping who can taste Chu Min's meal. Even Su Tang is a little bit inferior to him.
"It's good to be able to say this all the time." Lu Ping was also expressing emotion to Su Tang.
Su Tang nodded, she knew what Lu Ping meant. What he meant was not just this meal, but also the ordinary atmosphere of life in this ordinary village, which made him feel at ease.
"Hopefully we can." Su Tang said.
"Difficult, you see ..." Lu Ping said, pointing to the outside of the courtyard. A man was walking to the courtyard door and stopped. From the clothing alone, he could see that he was definitely not a villager in this village.
"Lu Ping." The man looked towards the courtyard and saw Lu Ping looking at him, then he said hello casually.
"Who are you?" Lu Ping asked. The coming person is not an ordinary person, and Lu Ping, the voice of courage, has already heard it.
"Why are you here?" At this moment, Chu Min also looked at the person speaking.
"I heard that you have a lot of guests, so I'll join in the excitement. What are you eating?" The person said that she had walked into the hospital and asked, but still looked at Lu Ping and answered his previous question.
"My name is Longya, and I am in charge of the Zhiling District."

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