MTL - Portable Space Can be Summoned-Chapter 11 Discuss to suppress bandits

Somewhat surprised Yang Yuan was that Yang Guolin didn't tell him anything important before eating, but just chatted with him about everyday things.

For example, how is Yang Yuan’s grandparents’ health? Are your siblings still obedient?

How is your study?

Also, do you have any ideas for the crops in the fields, do you need help?

Then he also took the opportunity to talk about the situation of the two brothers, Yang Hu and Yang Bao. The second uncle thanked Yang Yuan for teaching Yang Hu brothers to practice the exercises.

In fact, the Yang family has their own martial arts. If it wasn't for Yang Yuan's adventure, Yang Guolin would also teach them martial arts after he was eight years old.

However, the martial arts of the Yang family are battlefield martial arts, and they are not very clever. Obviously, they are not as good as the chaotic innate skills passed on to Yang Yuan by the old Taoist priest.

So Yang Guolin let Brother Yang Hu and Yang Yuan practice martial arts.

It's just that they occasionally passed on some Yang family martial arts at home, and finally passed on to Yang Yuan.

Yang Yuan is still very willing to communicate with Yang Guolin, which will give him a feeling that he has been integrated into this era.

Although he has lived here for 14 years, Yang Yuan still has a feeling of being out of place sometimes.

This feeling completely disappears only when communicating with family and brothers.

For Yang Yuan, Giethoorn Village is a paradise, and he hopes it can be peaceful forever.

After lunch, Yang Yuan and Yang Guolin went to the backyard to chat and drink tea together.

Unlike Yang Yuan's family, Yang Guolin's backyard is larger and more secluded than the front yard.

But Yang Guolin didn't like this layout very much. In his words, he was poor and particular. It would be more practical to plant a few fields of vegetables.

The second uncle inherited this yard from the eldest grandfather. Now that the eldest grandfather is gone, he has not remodeled it, and still uses this impractical and deep courtyard.

"Second uncle, drink tea."

Yang Yuan took the initiative to pour a bowl of tea for the second uncle. The tea was the camellia that the second uncle picked from the mountains. In this era when there were not many drinks, tea was an indispensable material for every family.

Even if he can't afford good tea, there are a lot of camellia in the mountains, and he can pick it at any time. Yang Yuan drinks it very well. He even planted two trees in his portable space. Now it is estimated that tea can be picked.

"Well, sit down, don't be busy."

Through the morning chat, the relationship between the second uncle and Yang Yuan quickly deepened, and the feeling of being a little unfamiliar because of the lack of understanding in the past has completely disappeared.

It was also the first time for Yang Guolin to discover that the eldest child of Brother Zhuzi's family had reached the age of being an official, and was no longer the foolish brother he was when he was a child.

Yang Yuan is indeed worthy of being the teenage leader recognized by the Seven Groups, and he does have the potential to become the head of the family.

More than 80% of the people in Giethoorn Village are surnamed Yang. The broken bones are still attached to the tendons. This leader is not easy to do, but it must be there.

"Xiaoyuan, what do you think of those bandits?"

Go to the scene to see! Yang Yuan almost blurted out, but fortunately he stopped in time.

Ouch, it's all because the reporters in the previous life asked too many questions, which led to the after-effects left behind.

"Qi Gong doesn't allow me to think about other things." Yang Yuan said honestly.

He was very curious about bandit suppression, which was something he had never experienced before.

In the past life, I saw that all the seniors in the time-travel novels could get huge benefits from the gangster suppression again and again. How could he not be tempted?

But the bandits may kill people. No matter which side, Yang Yuan is not ready to accept the dead, so how can we suppress bandits.

Stay in the village honestly, practice courage before taking action.

If Yang Guolin knew what he thought, he would definitely be dismissive. How to practice courage in the village, killing chickens and rabbits, or even killing wild boars, is not as good as killing a person with his own hands.

If you want to practice courage, you should go to suppress bandits.

In the following conversation, Yang Guolin always showed this attitude.

Qigong is very optimistic that you will become the leader of the Yang family, but the second uncle thinks that being too gentle is not good for this family. You should have seen the situation that is different from the village.

Yang Yuan didn't want to make a statement at this time, because he was not only responsible for himself, but also for the group of brothers. He was confident that as long as he gave an order, the dozens of brothers with real or foreign surnames would follow him to copy the guy.

But it is precisely because of this that he must be cautious.

After more than seven years of business, his words are sometimes more effective than their parents among this group of thirteen-four-five-year-old children.

Because their parents make mistakes, and Yang Yuan never did.

Their parents can't give them great kung fu like him, can't bring them prey often, can't make delicious snacks, can't make so many interesting toys and games...

For them, the parents are closer, and the distant brother is more powerful.

If faced with the same problem, Yang Yuan and their father gave a solution at the same time, they would believe that Yang Yuan's solution would be better.

This is a subtle influence, the result of Yang Yuan's conscious and unconscious behavior.

Yang Guolin has a great say in this situation, and his two sons are Yang Yuan's most staunch supporters.

Sometimes they dare to refute even the words of their own father, because Brother Yuan once told them another reason.

Niang Xipi, I really don't know who your father is!

If it wasn't for his mother to stop me, I would beat you to death.

Yang Guolin knew that Yang Yuan had concerns in his heart, but it didn't matter. Isn't he looking for Yang Yuan just to dispel his concerns.

"I'll take someone to inquire about the group of bandits tomorrow, so come with you."

Yang Guolin finally decided that even if he didn't take the little guys with him, Yang Yuan would definitely go.

He wanted to let him know that as the head of the Yang family, he must be decisive and brave, and he must not be too soft-hearted like his father. If the world is too soft-hearted, he will lose a lot.

"it is good."

Yang Yuan did not refuse this request. Perhaps only by seeing the group of bandits with his own eyes could he be able to firm up some thoughts in his heart.

In the evening, Yang Yuan didn't stay at the second uncle's house for dinner. After returning home, he told his grandfather and mother that he would get up early tomorrow and go to the mountain with his second uncle, and he might not come back at night.

"I'll cook you a bowl of noodles tomorrow morning. You can leave after you finish eating. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Yang Yuanniang didn't know about the bandits yet, so she thought she was really going into the mountains to hunt.

"No, I'll cook two eggs in a while, and I'll leave tomorrow morning after I finish eating. I'm afraid I won't eat it when I get to the mountains?" Yang Yuan said very confidently.

Yang Yuanniang also knew that her son was like a duck to water in the mountains, so she didn't insist.

The next day, Yang Yuan woke up early, before the time agreed with the second uncle, but he still got up.

It was the first time that he participated in a major event in the village, and he might see blood, and he was still a little excited.

After a while, Yang Yuan heard noises in the kitchen, quietly packed up his clothes, tucked his brother in the quilt, and walked out of the bedroom to the kitchen.

Yang Yuanniang was making a fire to cook noodles for him, "Mother, why are you getting up?"

Didn't she promise yesterday that she didn't have to get up early?

Yang Yuanniang prepared the rolled noodles while burning the fire, and there was a beaten egg beside her.

"I thought about it, you'd better eat a warm bowl before going. I'll listen to your second uncle later. He's an old hunter. Although he may not be as healthy as you, he knows a lot and must pay attention to safety!"

Mother's chatter kept ringing in Yang Yuan's ears, his eyes gradually blurred, he had a good mother in this life.

"Well, I know mother."

Yang Yuan wiped his eyes and walked to his mother's side, "I'll help you make a fire."

Yang Yuan finished eating the most fragrant noodles, then carried the hunting bow left by his father and waved goodbye to his mother.

Yang Yuanniang looked at her son's back, carrying a hunting bow on her back, like his father...

"Come back safely..."

A low murmur sounded in the kitchen, and disappeared into the air without passing the kitchen door.

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