Leng Yinghuan looked at Yan Zipiao suspiciously, thinking to herself that he was telling the truth and didn't look like a liar. Should she believe him?

"Huanhuan, since he is your aunt's friend, he is our elder. Let's detoxify him!"

It was rare for Leng Yingchun to meet someone from the martial arts world. Seeing that Yan Zi Piao was good at qinggong, he naturally had to take the time to get to know him. Maybe he could teach him martial arts in the future, and his attitude would be much better.

"Yingchun pleads for you, and I will spare you!" Leng Yinghuan took out the antidote and detoxified Yan Zipiao.

Yan Zipiao stood up and stretched out his hand to grab Leng Yinghuan's shoulder, causing Leng Yinghuan to fight him out of reflex.

The two of them flew high in the air and danced, and finally stopped when Leng Yinghuan was defeated.

"Eldest nephew, where do you live? I will stay at your house for a few days..."

"I won't play with you anymore, don't follow us! Welcome to the Spring Festival, take Xiaoxiao to the carriage first!" Leng Yinghuan felt that Yan Zipiao was too much of a problem, so he sprinkled the poison powder again, but this time Yan Zipiao avoided it.

"Huanhuan, come up!" Leng Yingchun smiled slyly, as long as Yan Zipiao dared to get on the carriage, she would dare to drive again.

After Leng Yinghuan got on the carriage, Yan Zipiao didn't follow him. He was really scared. Leng Yingchun's racing skills were not very good. Just now, he was so around that he couldn't even use his lightness skills, and he almost vomited.

"Huh, you're wise!" Leng Yinghuan mocked Yan Zipiao, grabbed the reins of the carriage and left.

"It's not easy to follow you to your home!" Swallow said proudly, opening his hands, condensing his energy into his heart, stepping on the air and tracking forward.

He was so concealed that no one on the carriage noticed his trace.

"Yingchun, your ability to swing a carriage just now was too good. Where did you learn it?" Qin Xiaoxiao was very impressed when she recalled the scene just now.

"If you have a driver's license, uh, someone in your hometown taught you how to drive a carriage quickly!" Leng Yingchun was speechless, how could he explain the contents of his hometown.

She carefully observed the two of them, but there was no reaction, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Qin Xiaoxiao got tired, she fell asleep next to Leng Yingchun. Leng Yinghuan was concentrating on recalling his previous daily life, but did not find Yan Zipiao's figure, so he became a little irritated.

Who is Yan Zi Piao?

Besides Qinggong, what other outstanding skills does he have?

Can you help yourself?

Leng Yingchun's mind flashed with all kinds of possibilities that Yan Zi Piao could explore.

It's not that she is scheming. After several dangers, she knows better than anyone else that only by being strong can one stand in this dark and unclear world.

There are three gangs of heroes, and she won't be able to get far by just trying her own way.

I returned home earlier than usual today. Leng Yingchun shook Qin Xiaoxiao awake and jumped down.

"Huanhuan, we went to work in the fields, Xiaoxiao, you go home and rest!"

Qin Xiaoxiao yawned and wished she could lie down on the bed in the room.

"Wait a minute!" Leng Yinghuan saw the lock on the door and knew that Leng Zhengsheng was not at home. He took out the key, opened the door, and drove the carriage in.

"Big nephew!" Swallow floated on the wall above the door and lay down, winking at Leng Yinghuan.

"You, how did you find this place?" Leng Yinghuan was a little frustrated. The carriage was going very fast, why couldn't it compare to Yan Zipiao's lightness?

"Eldest nephew, don't be nervous. I'll just come here to check out the location. I'll find out where your home is later." Yan Zipiao jumped down, walked over and asked in a low voice, "Have you seen your sister-in-law yet?"

"No, you can go!" Leng Yinghuan glared at Yan Zipiao rudely and looked at the wandering Qin Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, you stay at home, Yingchun and I are going to the fields."

"Come back soon!" Qin Xiaoxiao touched her belly. If Yan Zipiao hadn't followed her, Leng Yingchun would have bought her pastries. Now that she's fine, there are no more pastries.

Leng Yinghuan left, and Yan Zipiao followed him. When he saw Leng Yingchun outside, he recommended his skills, "I am good at farming, I can help you."

If he helps them, they will be embarrassed and drive him away.

"Do you know Barnyard Grass?" Leng Yingchun asked.

"I know!" Yan Zi Piao Ku Ku responded, isn't it just grass? He doesn't know how many varieties he has seen, both expensive and cheap, he can pull it out with his eyes closed.

"Let's go then!" Leng Yingchun didn't pick anyone to do the work.

"The little girl is still sensible!" Yan Zipiao walked forward swaggeringly, "By the way, eldest nephew, how did you get together with the little girl?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Leng Yinghuan responded.

"Okay, okay, I don't care!" Yan Zipiao shook her head and followed Leng Yingchun with long strides.

The appearance of Yan Zipiao made the working Lishuping lively. He looked very handsome with his neck raised, which caused a high rate of return. The villagers all wanted to call Leng Yingchun aside and ask Yan Zipiao if he had a partner.

"Yes!" Leng Yingchun didn't want to be stared at, so she blocked their words.

Yan Zipiao noticed the affectionate looks from women and girls and touched his hair. He was the most handsome in the world, so it was normal for him to attract the attention of the people.

After he walked struttingly for a while, he asked Leng Yinghuan, "Eldest nephew, where is your farm?"

"This large area as far as Taohua Village belongs to us." Leng Yinghuan said calmly.

Swallow Piao couldn't calm down anymore, there were so many fertile fields, "They all belong to you? There are so many!"

Leng Yinghuan ran to Leng Yingchun, "He has been following us, is there any way to make him leave?"

"Why let him leave?" Leng Yingchun laughed, "How good would it be to have one more person pulling out weeds?"

"I see more than one person is helping!" Leng Yinghuan pointed to the people in the farmland.

Leng Yingchun looked around and saw many people gathered in the rice fields. They were all villagers who came here to help after pulling out the barnyard grass in their own fields.

They are not that great, they just think that if the barnyard grass here is not removed cleanly, it will produce seeds.

Under the blowing of the wind, it is easy to carry the seeds to their rice fields, but it will make them unable to eradicate barnyard grass in the fields, affecting the harvest.

Niu Xigui, Li Xiaobai, Su Laohan and other better villagers would always help Leng Yingchun silently.

The most conspicuous ones are Zhucong and Zhuqingqing, which makes Leng Yingchun a little surprised.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for a woman who has not married yet to help her husband's family with farm work.

Zhu Qingqing is obviously a special case. She is carefully clearing away barnyard grass not far from Leng Chongsheng, and occasionally looks at Leng Chongsheng.

Leng Shengsheng would look back at her every time and give her a smile, just like a young couple in love.

Leng Yingchun was curious when they became so understanding.

"Wow, your popularity is so good. There are so many people helping you. However, with Yan Zipiao joining you, you will definitely be one step ahead!" Yan Zipiao wanted to go over and chat with people.

Feng Beier once mentioned to him that he would live in a remote mountain village. Although the hope was slim, he still wanted to try his luck.

His arm was grabbed by Leng Yingchun, "Brother, watch carefully and don't trample my seedlings."

"Calling me brother is too inferior, calling me uncle!" Yanzi smiled.

"I think you look like an uncle!" Leng Yingchun snorted, pushed Yanzi Piao away and came to the edge of the rice field, waving his hands with a smile, "Thanks for your hard work, folks!"

"It's not hard work!" the villagers responded in unison.

Leng Yingchun joined in, and Yan Zipiao walked carefully to the field, eager to use his skills as a martial arts master to weed all the weeds and impress everyone.

But he looked at it several times, bent his body like a shrimp, and lowered his eyes to the ground. Except for a loach passing by, he didn't see a blade of grass.

"You must be dumbfounded!" Leng Yingchun carefully explained to him the difference between barnyard grass and grass seedlings.

After careful identification, Yan Zipiao suddenly realized that nature is real and magical, and there are always counterfeiters trying to confuse the real ones with the fake ones, so as to achieve the purpose of reproducing future generations.

"It's not that orchids are the same as Ophiopogon japonicus. They both look similar. In fact, they are very different."

"Yes, that's it!" Leng Yingchun patted Yan Zipiao on the shoulder, "Uncle, if you want to see the miracle doctor Feng Bei'er again, you have to hold Huanhuan's thigh tightly and Huanhuan listen to me, so...hehe!"

"I understand, I understand, little girl, don't worry, I will definitely help you clear away the barnyard grass." Yan Zipiao patted his heart, lowered his head and pulled out a few barnyard grasses for Leng Yingchun to identify, not forgetting to please him.

Say, "right?"

"Yes, yes!" Leng Yingchun admired Yan Zipiao's talent, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's have a meal at home later!"

It was impossible to give money. She saw that Yan Zipiao was someone who was not short of money.

"Okay!" Yan Zipiao had no hope of eating, so she thought what kind of food could the little girl make? Shen Wanwan had been cooking it for decades, but it was still the same as pig food.

The fact that he was able to be raised to this level is the blessing of his ancestor.

"Folks, come to my house for dinner tonight!" Leng Yingchun waved his hand, "I'll make braised loach rice in bamboo tubes for everyone."

"Yingchun, there are so many people here, no need, we've cooked at home, just go home and eat." Niu Xigui always felt that it was too troublesome to Leng Yingchun.

"Yeah, no need!" echoed the villagers. They lacked interest. Some time ago, every household caught loaches, but when they were cooked, the fishy smell was too strong.

"If you want anything, don't refuse. You guys are here to help. I'll chop the bamboo. Huanhuan, you can catch some loaches later!" Leng Yingchun ordered.

Leng Yinghuan responded casually, after all, no one took this matter seriously.

Leng Yingchun picked some wild vegetables near the wild area, cut down a few bamboo trees and dragged them back.

Qin Xiaoxiao had already woken up. She saw Leng Yingchun chopping bamboo and walked over to take a look, "What are you doing?"

"Cooking!" Leng Yingchun smiled calmly, and went into the kitchen to get busy under Qin Xiaoxiao's confused gaze.

After the sun went down, the villagers all stopped. At Leng Yinghuan's invitation, they sat down at Leng Yingchun's house. Yan Zipiao was still walking around in high spirits.

Leng Yinghuan brought the loach to Leng Yingchun.

There was lively chatting and laughter outside, and the warm fire in the kitchen made Yan Zipiao feel the grounding smoke and smoke when she closed her eyes, making her feel warm inside.

Under Leng Yingchun’s skillful hands, bamboo tube loach rice appeared in front of everyone.
To be continued...